【Qinghai Online Network · Prose】 Recalling 姥

The author of "Autumn Garden" said Yang Benfen: "If no one records something, the traces of the mother in this world will be quickly erased, like a thin layer of dust blew up by years. I really have been here to this. Is it the world? Isn't it that the hardships and hardships have been? "Like Yang Benfen's miss, I also miss my uncle. After reading "Autumn Garden", I am afraid that every detail will be forgotten by the years. I can't wait to turn on the computer to write down all the memories of my memory as a permanent memory.

During my full moon, my grandfather died due to gastric cancer, leaving her uncle and five children. She became the pillar of the family, and her family rely on her. Since my memo, I have been alone in the giant yard alone. There are no one in three meals a day, and there is no help in the four seasons of farm work. Dasao, mother, and aunt have become a family and are busy with their own family. Erji went to college in Xi'an. Xiaoxuan dropped out of school because of the way. Stay for a day or two.

Facing the second school, the tuition and living expenses require the money. The little sister needs money to become a family. Although there is the help of Dasao's ability to set the help, the understanding of understanding is worried that the burden of Dasao is too heavy, trying to work hard, and the pigpen at the door of the house. In the container, pigs selling money, planting mulchotes, big selling money, small feeding pigs, and the pears taken during the autumn harvest let the puppets sell for home use.

The capable uncle can be carefully calculated, and the life of the family is not nervous at all. She also planted a lot of vegetables, raised a lot of chickens, and Chinese cabbage was chopped down by her. The vegetable vendors sold to the ground were chopped to feed the chicken. At that time, the happiest thing was to pick up eggs in the chicken nest next to the pigpen with the round bamboo basket.

Except for the crops and pigs in the ground, she was full of her children. She couldn't help but start eating for the children after the agricultural work. Wash the radish clean and cut off the two ends. The vegetables cut off the mud roots and tied it with plastic rope into small bundles. Send to the big sister's house, and then come to my house.

What is difficult to bring, she can try my best to bring us to eat. I remember once, I took two big bags to see us. One of them was a round newspaper group. The mother was dismantled one by one for a long time. Twenty miles of roads, none of them broke.

I control the whole family throughout the whole family. No matter how difficult she is, she is carried by herself. No matter who encounters difficulties, she tries to help. I climbed up the ladder to get things on the eaves, and fell down and broke the scapula. After being discharged, she would not let anyone accompany him. When I was dragging her rope and took her up.

When I was in high school, my parents went to Golmud to do business because of their livelihoods. When I just graduated to find a job, she also followed the fire and ran to the temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha for me. When I was pregnant, she was afraid that I had pain in my feet and made a thousand -layer base shoes for my mother to bring me to wear it. When I had a child, she rushed to the hospital to sit at the door of the delivery room and wait for me.

At that time, she was seventy -seven years old. Dasao and Xiao's house built a house at the same time. She worked after running between the two courtyards to cook water for the workers. In the New Year, I took my child to see her. Xiaojie and aunt were at work. I didn't know what was busy in the yard. When I saw me, she was happy to take me to visit a new house. , Holding the right leg of the right hand, I moved up step by step, and I only felt sour in my nose.

In the corridor of the new house, the sun is warm. Although it is winter, several pots of potted plants in the aisle bloom. I have to eat the buns for me, and the diligent crickets wrapped in various stuffing buns, including oily, radish meat, leeks and eggs, small, two buns, she knows I love to eat ravioli; The buns of the oil stuffed, let me take away the only left when I left, that was the last time I had eaten the buns.

A few months later, I suddenly left us due to coronary heart disease. Until the day before she walked, she did not bother her family, took a bath and packed everything she had after a sense of perception. After sending her away, the family eats. A plate of Qinghai cauliflower on the dining table finally evokes my appetite. Sauerkraut is marinated with carrots and cabbage. Mom pickled cauliflower, all the color and fragrance, no one can catch up. "I couldn't help tears, and put down the chopsticks and lay on the table. I cried again.

The colorful chrysanthemums in the yard are open, and they are swinging with the wind, as if to say goodbye to us. This is the last "garden" to plant the family. When sorting the relics, there are two large bags of black feet cloth shoes in the cabinet, with more than twenty pairs of pairs, one of which are 38 codes. These shoes are also the last pair of the last pair that I made to me. Shoes are still kept in my shoe cabinet.

This is the second time I have brought a pen to write. Although she has left us for seven years, I wrote here, and she has been crying, and endless thoughts floated into the distance with the wind.

Fan Fan, home origin: Qinghai Ledu, currently lives in Xining, literary enthusiasts, who has been engaged in bidding agency for 14 years.

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