Friday, December 24, 2010

I saw the mother for that piece of mutton sad

even crying strength also have no, just open mouth to eat. Mother really hungry, if eat again no more, just dead. All the family panic god, I shed tears full village went poignant borrow grain. Grandpa all over the entire villiage somehow have borrowed half ladle pachyrhizus surface, finally let mother ate a meal to keep the mother of young lives.
Mother is afraid is hungry, later when bringing this matter, she always unconsciously shedding crocodile tears. This is mother's sad place, I was never asked about her. In the mother young heart, deeply blazed for grain feeling, she not only own spare every grain of grain, and often education we must treasure grain. Collect their crops when she is always in the field inspection and pick up, afraid threw in a food particles. The table she is cherish every rice, children do not eat, she picked it up and eat. Leftovers, mother never won't pour out, others does not eat, she is also may eat. When we were young, the family is poor, only by the father one earn family. Then, a year eat less than one meal, meat dishes are brush wipe wipe POTS and smell plant oil star flavour finished, mother so live frugaly feeds us. I and my brother, sister, it is to rely on corn raised, then, repeatedly eating WoTou, year after year, WoTou continuously. Now mention of corn come, I feel shuffle when couples, disgust. One year winter, father bought 2 jins mutton, let mother reestablishment body. The whole family with mother feasted on, the mother would put the rest of the lamb, tied up off the wall in the house, want to keep more of a few eat meal. Unexpectedly, that evening that piece of lamb was chanzui cat ran. Pull The next day, the mother saw mutton by cat ate, immediately 400-foot rise, nasty her tears hua hua toward outflows, straight blame his carelessly. Stand aside,, unexpectedly oneself fan youself a mild slap. This box on the ear deeply pain stabbed my heart, I secretly swear, grow up to make his mother every day mutton.
As I grew up and brother, sister, home of the day, also more and more better. We go to school, the mother gave us everyone sewing her beloved bags, after school early posed bowl chopsticks, We work, mother without excessive reminds, just home things never let us distraction, When we get married, have a baby, mother and made a baby-sitter, let all our grandchildren, each with a big granddaughter. As the years vicissitude and stepped into old age mother and father had been shouldering the burden of care. Father retired, they had a heart attack and the old couple living have all mother toil. Actually, mother also sick, but she always care and quietly wait upon his father,

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