There is a pot of jasmine on the windowsill. Qing likes it very much. Before the accident, she liked to play with these flowers and plants. After the accident, she was depressed. It was not until the last two years that someone sent potted plants and flowers one after another that she regained her interest.
She watered the flowers and plants, heard a loud thump from the living room, and rushed into the living room in a wheelchair. I saw her 70-year-old mother kicking the door and muttering, "I want to go out!" " I'm going out for a walk! I'm going to eat cupcakes! Open the door! Open the door! "
She looked at her mother's fat figure and sighed softly in her heart.
"Mom, come and have a rest."
"I'm going out for a walk!" The old mother yelled at her fiercely, her dirty eyes stared at her face, and her chubby hands wiped her face covered with brown spots.
"Mom, have some cookies, ok? I'll make you a cup of milk powder. "
She took out a bag of Sanda cookies from the supermarket two days ago in the cupboard.
As soon as I heard that there was food, my mother stopped clamoring to go out. She sat down at the table trembling. Fat, wrinkled hands picked up cookies from that bag and wolfed them down.
She watched her mother calm down and breathed a sigh of relief. She took the old calcium milk powder sent by the neighborhood Committee two days ago and "walked" to the kitchen to prepare a cup for her mother.
Ten years.
She stared at the jasmine on the windowsill for a while.
How time flies. It has been ten years since I had an accident in a blink of an eye. How did she spend these ten years? She felt vaguely that it was really a dream.
A lot has happened in ten years. She lost her legs and her beloved father and sister.
She gave the soaked milk powder to her mother, whose mouth was full of biscuits and her hands were full of biscuits. The table that was just cleaned this morning is already terrible.
Out of sight,out of mind. She warned herself in her mind. She returned to her room in a wheelchair. The big room is for my mother. She lives in a small room.
Small room. That's her world. Although simple, it also keeps her warm and tidy.
When she rented this room, besides the low rent, she also liked the pink wallpaper in the room. She specially copied a watercolor painting of lily and asked someone to frame it and hang it on the wall.
The white wardrobe was left by the landlord with a small white dresser.
Although the skin care products on the dressing table are all cheap goods bought in the supermarket, the only thing that is not cheap is the whitening essence given to her by others. She won't use it.
In the mirror, she is wearing old clothes left ten years ago, and her face is not as sharp as when she was young. Now my cheeks and chin are a little fuller than before. This may also be the result of her wheelchair for ten years and little exercise. But anyway, she is very satisfied with her face.
The so-called shortcomings mentioned above are more than enough.
There is also a pink aluminum coke can on the stage, which was also given to her by others. The coke in it was drunk by her mother, and the rest of the empty bottle was washed and inserted with a little silk flower, which was also elegant.
If my sister were still alive, she would laugh at her poverty and stress.
She caught a glimpse of her face in the mirror as if she had seen her sister. From childhood to adulthood, everyone said that their two sisters look surprisingly similar, but she is a little more refined than her sister and her skin is a little whiter.
Then she heard her cell phone beep.
2
Her mobile phone is also because she complained about her old mobile phone online. It has been used for 78 years, and it can't be used any more. Someone sent it to her. So far, she doesn't know the man's name.
It turned out that someone sent her a text message.
"Qingqing, remember me? Ten years, we have been apart for ten years. Now that I am divorced, I suddenly think of you. How have you been these years? I dare not call you rashly and send you a message first. Can we meet? I look forward to hearing from you, A Ning. "
She read it several times before she was sure that she was right.
A Ning, her lover ten years ago and her first love at the age of 22, sent her a short message.
She didn't reply in a hurry, but opened the drawer, took out a red silk bag and poured out a thin gold chain from it.
This chain is too thin. So the person who gave it to her looked ashamed.
The man in her memory has hands as old as her mother. Those hands are warm and kind.
"Our family only took out such a chain, which was embarrassing enough. Take it if you don't dislike it. "
That's the mother of her first boyfriend. Almost became a mother-in-law and liked her very much. As soon as she came with Ning, she rushed out with colorful candy, persimmons and ugly but sweet oranges.
"Eat, eat." Boyfriend's mother smiled, and her face was wrinkled like a blooming daisy.
Twelve years have passed, and she is not with Ning. At that time, she had a healthy body and a well-paid job. Ning's time to find her has expanded from three days to a week, and then two people can't meet once a month. She thinks it's reasonable that he is busy with work and running around, and they seldom meet each other.
Later, someone told her that Ning was pursuing the section chief's daughter in the factory, and it seemed that she was going to catch up.
Hearing this, she ran to his dormitory to verify. I saw at a glance that he had a box in his hand, a very delicate paper box with flowers and plants printed on it, and I knew at a glance who to give it to. As soon as I saw her running in, I quickly hid the box behind me.
"Is it true?"
The answer is right in front of his eyes. Because she is unwilling, she will give up only if she says it from his mouth.
He hung his head. He is no longer the energetic young man she used to know, drawing blueprints for her. I thought Ning was an unusual young man, but I didn't expect to be like this all the time.
In the future and his girlfriend's Libra, Ning chose the daughter of the section chief who struggled for ten years less.
She doesn't know how she got home that day. I dare not cry in front of my family. I was just in a trance for a long time.
It was a year before she came out slowly, but she was still in a trance. The curtains in her room were old and worn, so she bought some cloths from the cloth market and made them herself.
The day she remembered was a sunny day, sunny but not dazzling, and she felt warm on her eyelids. She drew half the curtain by herself. Almost effortless.
I lost my mind and I don't know what happened. Her foot slipped and when she fell to the ground, she saw the remaining half of the curtain floating in the air. She picked out the broken flowers herself, small and fresh patterns.
When she woke up, only her mother with swollen eyes and her grieving sister were by the bed.
She remembers that she accidentally fell from the third floor.
She lost her legs this time.
Her family always comforts her that it's okay and her leg will definitely get better.
She thinks it's better to be lame than unable to walk.
She had three operations and implanted steel plates in her waist and legs.
The face of the family is getting heavier and heavier. No one told her that she would never be a cripple, but she would never walk.
three
My mother was seriously ill because of the injury, and my sister took care of her in the hospital.
Three months later, she was discharged from the hospital and her sister took her home.
When my mother recovered from a serious illness, my father coughed desperately and was often out of breath.
She asked her father to go to the hospital, but he refused, saying that he would go again when he was free.
Only she knows that the family spent more than half of their savings for her legs.
She even forgot how to cry. The painful thing is that after numbness, such as the pain of ants biting through thorns, they slowly climb up along the nerve endings and spread all over the body.
She heard that A Ning married the section chief's daughter.
After her recovery, she once passed by A Ning's new house in a wheelchair with brand-new curtains. There is a bright red happy word on the glass window, which looks dazzling.
Half a year later, my father fainted and was taken to the hospital. The examination found that it was the advanced stage of lung cancer.
Mother is in poor health and can't move easily. She is in a wheelchair, so it is not easy for her to take care of herself. My newly divorced sister took the initiative to shoulder the burden. She goes back and forth to the hospital and the unit every day. A month later, my father was still ill, and my sister met a car accident on her way to work and died on her way to the hospital.
The money paid by my sister died was sent to the hospital in full to fill the hole in my father's treatment.
Within three years, her family fell apart. First she broke her leg and became disabled, then her sister had an accident, and finally her father died after a year of intermittent treatment.
There are only two people left in a family of four: her and her mother.
Mother was stimulated when she learned that her sister had passed away. The death of my father a year later made my mother's condition worse. Mother had a cerebral infarction and didn't recognize it when she woke up.
She had to do her best to save her mother. She is tired, and these things have happened for ten years in succession, which is enough to destroy her willpower. But she fell. Where's mom?
A few days later, my mother finally woke up. But she doesn't know Qing anymore. All she remembers is that she has two daughters and a husband. The eldest daughter is in kindergarten and the youngest daughter is learning English.
She had to ask the doctor to see her again. The doctor said that mother had been overstimulated and had become Alzheimer's disease.
This is a bolt from the blue.
But what can I do?
She had her mother taken home. Since then, I have lived with my mother.
She lost her job and lived on her mother's meager pension. Later, the neighborhood Committee applied for a minimum living allowance for her. The days are bumpy.
My sister's compensation was spent on my father. Apart from treating her and her mother, there was little savings left at home and even a lot of debts. She had to sell her old house, pay off her debts and move to an old building, leaving only a small amount of money.
Time passes smoothly and slowly between the fingers.
In addition to Alzheimer's disease, my mother has added several other chronic diseases. Plus herself, the monthly medical expenses account for more than half of the living expenses.
Sitting in a wheelchair, she always goes to a supermarket or a roadside stall far away to buy food and goods. The scenery on the road relaxed her tense nerves. Occasionally, when she sees beautiful flowers on the roadside, she always secretly picks one or two flowers and puts them in the bottle. Sometimes she will look in the mirror and stick the flowers on her temples on a whim.
Yo, it's an old demon. She smiled in the mirror.
four
Qing's life finally calmed down. Mother often clamors to go out, but one person can't beat her and keeps her at home.
She will make all kinds of cakes with flour, knead them into various shapes, steam them into steamed buns and steamed buns to make her mother happy.
Life is always spent in happiness.
Unexpectedly, a short message from A Ning dropped a bombshell on this poor family.
Ten years, she has forgotten this man.
A Ning's face has become a vague symbol in her memory. Her fingers rubbed against the thin chain. After she broke up with A Ning, she went back to his house and gave it back to A Ning's mother.
A Ning's mother refused to accept it as a souvenir. She couldn't get rid of it, but she got it back. Of course, she won't take it. She keeps it in the drawer.
She once thought about selling when the economy was most difficult and uncertain. Although it's not worth much money, you can always buy some food to coax your old mother and feed her. In this era, few people can't afford meat and seafood. She is one of them.
There are only a handful of times to eat fish in a month. Apart from paying rent, utilities, medical bills and daily expenses every month, there is not much money left.
She has reason to hate A Ning. I want to be proud, but she can't.
At that time, her long hair was elegant, her figure was slender, and her long legs were slender and symmetrical. No matter what clothes you wear, they look good. Now she is in a wheelchair, and her legs have shrunk because she can't exercise for a long time. Due to lack of exercise, her upper body is getting fuller and fuller.
She can't remember how long it's been since she bought new clothes. Half-new sneakers on my feet were given by my former classmates. My clothes are still old shirts from more than ten years ago. I wore a little more clothes at that time, and now my chest and shoulders are covered with clothes.
Ten years ago, she was young and beautiful, preferring not to be rare. Don't talk about her now.
She looked at herself in the mirror and sighed deeply. If God hadn't taken away her healthy and beautiful legs, how proud she would be now if she abandoned her old lover ten years ago.
Because she took care of her mother with Alzheimer's disease, she lost her stable job because of her injury.
How can A Ning see such a cruel side?
She thought about it and sent him a short message.
"Hello, A Ning. Ten years have passed and I have a happy family. Please don't disturb my life, thank you. "
She gritted her teeth and sent it to A Ning.
One day passed and A Ning didn't reply.
She breathed a sigh of relief, accompanied her mother as before, and was busy with trivial housework at home all day, leaving A Ning behind.
On this day, my mother clamored for a short cake again. This is her favorite food to share with her father before her death. She has Alzheimer's disease and forgets many things in the past. But this short cake is unforgettable, and I clamor to go out and buy cakes every day. She decided to go out to find her mother and realize her wish.
She tidied up very well. Even when she is down and out, she doesn't want to go to the streets unkempt. I washed my hair early in the morning, took care of it with a hair dryer, put on my favorite floral shirt and put on a red knit cardigan.
She wears red to set off her complexion.
Before going out, she also specially put on lipstick. A little scarlet is enough to make her look great. She went out in a wheelchair with a canvas handbag.
She walked all the way and was attracted by the green plants on both sides of the road. She hasn't been out for a long time, and her mood has become carefree.
Walking in the usual street, the street vendors attracted her attention, and she stopped to look at the goods she was selling from time to time. She is most interested in eating.
A Qing!'
Far away, she seemed to hear someone calling her name.
As usual, a smile piled up on her face and she turned to look at the person who called her name.
But this kind of eyes are intertwined with men's eyes.
Who is this man with slightly sparse hair and slightly protruding abdomen?
She looked at this A Ning in surprise. This man was different from her handsome appearance in memory. A Ning was also surprised by her wheelchair. (Novel title: Old Love, by Xi Yan Xin. From: read some stories every day and watch more exciting content)