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—— "村.” "Series of forty -five

□ Li Donghong

I had dinner in my hometown on the weekend, chatted with my sister, and talked about people and things in the village. Of course, I also talked about my mother.

My sister is a few years old and has lived in the village for many years, knowing that there are more things in the village than me. In the meantime, she talked about something I didn't know. It was what I was beaten by others as a child.

That year, I was only about six or seven years old. That day, the people in the village got married alone, and the children would go to see the fun. A 30 -year -old man in the village provoked the trouble and hit me innocently. This person usually provokes wrong in the village. Essence Because this person is still there, and is nearly 70 years old, I will not say his name, power is a respect.

After I cried and returned home, my mother asked about the situation, although very angry and said nothing, I just held me in my arms distressed and saw that I was hurt. When my father saw a child beaten, he was so angry that he kept smoking the smoke on the ground, his face flushed. Sister who was born with a strong brother saw his younger brother innocently beating, because he was eager to protect his brother, and ran to the door of the man's house to say. An adult hit a child, and the man knew he had a loss and dared not come out in the house.

In the evening, maybe because I was frightened, I trembled from time to time lying in my mother's arms and woke up from my sleep several times.

My ancestral home was south of the town, and the south of the town was all surnamed Li, and it was a big family. My father was settled from the town to the male house to the woman's house, commonly known as "inverting the door", so in the village, I belonged to the home.

My father usually doesn't like to talk, but it hurts me very much. Maybe my father felt that I was bullied, and he was also bullied. The next day he returned to his home in the town, told the family about it, and aroused the anger of the family of Li. For a while, more than 10 middle -aged men surnamed Li came to the village, and wanted to fight that person, "revenge" for me, and "revenge" for the Li family.

After seeing them, after knowing their intentions, the mother stopped and said, "It's not right to hit Donghong, but what do you do if you hurt him? Old saying, the enemies should be solved or not. . Look at my face, don't hit him anymore. "

Seeing that the mother was so tolerant, the few brothers who came were still angry: "I can't play him today, we will not let him go when he goes to the town."

Mother continued to persuade: "Dong Hong is my child. He is beaten up and I am uncomfortable. I just don't want you to cause you to cause trouble, so forgive him, you must be good, live better than anything."

Later, the mother finished the meal for them, and they returned to the town after eating.

In the afternoon, the father who hit my person was moved by the tolerance of the mother from the neighbor's hearing. He came to the house to apologize to the house. He also said that he took me to the hospital for examination and was rejected by the mother.

"In the future, the children of the family are all involved. After 30 years of age, they will not go to the road. Don't make bigger things in the future."

When leaving, the man's father said with emotion to his mother: "My child is not angry, but I did not expect that you a woman's house forgive me."

I didn't have any memory at all. After my sister finished speaking, I was shocked by the tolerance and rationality of my mother.

Goodness sometimes hurts, but even if it is hurt, don't change your kindness. After the tolerance of my mother, I understand this more.

Many years ago, on the wine table in my hometown, a relative I have helped many times after drinking too much, she said nothing and scolded. No matter how much I pay, I never ask for rewards, but I think I feel very aggrieved and sad when I think of my help and dedication to his family. Essence I saw him several times later, I have never ignored him, he wanted to apologize, and I did not accept the stubbornness.

All this, the mother looked in it.

Once I ate meals, my mother said to me, "He drinks more wine and scolds you. It's a matter of compliance. "

"You have listened to your mother's most, and forgive him to listen to his mother. Everyone will make mistakes," the mother went on to say.

Her mother has never been in school since she was a child, but sometimes she said a kind of depth, this depth may come from a broad heart.

When the mother said this, the relative was standing far away, like a child who made mistakes, a little embarrassed. After listening to my mother, I took the initiative to walk over and hug him.

Looking at all this, the mother would laugh.

My father was a village cadre during his lifetime. There were many things in the village. Because of work, sometimes the puzzles and complaints of individual young men were puzzled. The father was stubborn and wanted to resign several times. Gongxin is in the heart, some people are small, they are all young and old, don't care about it. "

The big and tolerant of mother -in -law deeply affected me.

In the past two years, the old house of his hometown was renovated. The neighbor did not say that the boundary of his family was his family. I found out the original boundary drawings. He still insisted on it. Sister and I discussed: Why not let him 1 meter. Later, the neighbors were a little embarrassed. Now, the two still have been in harmony for decades.

In life, if you care about it everywhere, there are troubles everywhere. If there is a broad and tolerant heart, life is full of blooming flowers.

Because, tolerance is like flowers!

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