Chapter 467

Look, it's going to get stuck one day. From the perspective of social benefits and marginal benefits, this has a negative impact on the society. The comparison has been greater than the positive impact.

But what does all this have to do with me?

Even if tomorrow's Yin opened ten hotels and brought a car company outside, it's none of my business. Isn't it?

In order to show that I'm really OK, healthy and mentally healthy. I squeezed my nose and finished a cup of soybean milk. But I swear: never drink Soybean milk, bean curd, bean curd, bean jelly and so on in my life; And bean milk.

I'm still thinking about whether to fast tofu, dried tofu, bean flour, bean noodles, bean dumplings, bean stuffing dumplings, vegetable tofu... My mother looks much better. Although the daughter should be taken care of, but I am not inexperienced, and also invited someone. Well, i... don't I have something else to do?

Who can say a fair word to me?

Keep your head down. I try to eat breakfast, in front of my mother's face, the most filial thing is a meal of three bowls, believe me. Mom must be happy.

Although today's breakfast. It's as bad as arsenic. But I still try to work harder and eat as much as I can. I really want to die.

Maybe if you have enough to eat, you will have less leisure; The brain will be a little more full.

"Keren, if you can't eat it, you won't eat it. What's the matter? " Mom has a good appetite. But looking at me, she stopped very quickly.

"Nothing. I was a little busy last night. I'm probably tired of it. " I'm just ripping out a reason.

Last night was busy to very late, but whether there is a causal relationship between the loss of appetite and eating at this time remains to be further studied and verified.

"Don't be too tired. The three flour dumplings are good, and the roast wheat is also good, but I'm a little tired."

Mother seems to believe, and then very warm clip to me, it seems to show that she is a caring daughter's loving mother, very concerned about the good mother.

In order to show that I am a dutiful daughter, I ate all the food my mother brought me. Why not?

If I have enough to eat and sleep well, I can work, study and live. I have a lot of things in my hand, which will never be reduced because breakfast is not delicious.

But my stomach is very upset, and I want to spit out.

Throat also seems to be a small circle, can not swallow, I hate to poke with my fingers, but in order not to let my mother worry, I still eat big mouthfuls, efforts to swallow.

I don't need to take it seriously when Mingfeng takes out the boxes and the like or takes the opportunity to smoke.

Mom took a silk scarf from under the pillow and put it in my hand. She said shyly, "Keren, look, how's mom embroidering?"

Er, pink scarves, a sunflower embroidered on the corner, pink silk thread, yellow stamens, it looks good.

But really want to say it embroiders how, say a word of truth, can see is a sunflower, this I admit.

As for the embroiderer, I said: "Mom, you haven't embroidered for so many years... Well, you're still ill. What's the rush to embroider? It's pretty good. "

My mother took it and looked at it carefully for a while. She shook her head and said, "anyway, I'm free. I'll have someone teach me. It's also a good pattern. I embroider according to it. It's too rigid to look good at all. I'll embroider it on your clothes when mom learns it well. "

Oh, some people say that people who have been idle for a long time can't put it away. They don't know what mom has done in recent years; But all of a sudden, I really started to embroider things. Back more than 20 years ago, I didn't know what to say.

After thinking about it, I smile: "Mom, have more time to rest."

My mother touched my head, sighed and said, "when you were eight years old, I didn't know where to get a sunflower and keep it in your milk tooth jar. Then I asked for money to buy another one. Mom was just near there. She just went to have a look. When she was angry, she threw away the dental jar and broke the sunflower. You didn't say a word to mom for half a year. You said it was from which aunt or school kindergarten that you took it back. You said it was the sunflower that bloomed like a little sun, and it would turn with the sun. Mother thought, you don't have that condition to talk about those romantic, dead also died. But later, your temperament became more boring, and you talked less... "

Lying on my mother's lap, I don't know when the quilt is wet.

I don't know the meaning and value of this story, but I know that my mother always remembers it, in fact, I have forgotten it.

Because, I have never extravagant right, even a simple dream; Therefore, I learned to face the reality, no matter what is ahead, I have to face it.

A sunflower? I have as many as I want to raise now. The past is gone, but I don't know why

My mother patted me on the back and said in a soft voice: "in fact, later my mother saw that there were many broken dental jars and washbasins in the garbage collector, and they could also raise things. When you were young, mom just picked one up for you. But mom thought, your way is different from others. Other children can go home to grow flowers and grass, and buy delicious food at roadside stalls. You can't. what you have to learn is to live. It's not easy to want something of your own. You can't spend money indiscriminately, let alone... You can't rely on others, and you can't look at others' faces. It's very tired to see what you can have when others are happy. Mom likes that you can still raise a sunflower by yourself. She looks at it and laughs happily; No matter how good they are, they belong to them. Mom has been looking at people's faces for 20 years. It's thanks to you. It's thanks to Tony. But mom doesn't want you to see other people's faces again. Don't make them small, even if they love you and spoil you. Everyone has to live their own life. Now mom can cut a coke bottle and raise flowers for you, but... "

I don't know when was the last time I lost my voice and cried bitterly. Maybe I never cried out, because I won't. My mother didn't give me the chance to cry. Vaguely remember, that time my mother smashed the dental jar flat, and then went away. Later, grandma beat it, anyway, it can be used, I only remember that my mother was very cruel, did not give me money, where to know these. I only know that I have no extravagant right... "It's my ignorance that makes my mother worried." I think it's like this. In school, teachers always ask children to go home and do something. I used to think so and try my best; But... I don't have this right, because I have a more basic requirement: to live“ In the fifth grade, the teacher asked me to make the school uniform, but you didn't give me any money... "At that time, there were other men in the family, and then my mother watched others molesting me, but fortunately it didn't get more and more fierce. Finally, it seemed to me that there was a living spring palace between that man and my mother. Then, I thought my mother was dirty, so I left. Because there is no uniform, students do not like me“ It's no use for mom. He doesn't allow me to be given more money. I used to want to do a few years to save some money to open a small shop or something, but the old lady refused. Mom is afraid, so... It's bothering you. " Mother said very light, no sad no hurt, all the hurt pressure in my heart. Not every woman can defend with death. I can't blame mom, can I? Besides, didn't I grow up well“ Mom jumped the building once, and there was a damned man. He was a sadist. He hurt his mom inside, bleeding, and couldn't receive guests for a long time. Mother sad to jump... But standing there thinking, mother died, how do you do? Your father never raised a family, and your milk can't support you. Later, he thought about it and came back. You were born to me, and I can't let you starve to death. " Mother still said very light, as if it had nothing to do with her; Or, too common for her. I don't know. I just feel confused in my heart. My eyes are dry, and I keep crying. It seems that I can be better if I leave enough tears. Needless to say, my mother must know about Yin Yijie. Those rumors were spread by people who wanted to. I wish the more people knew, the better. Although I'm determined not to go into it; But mother has nothing to do, she will not think about it. I'm very strange that my mother didn't let me blackmail him at this time. Maybe my mother only cares about my life, money is just floating clouds. When men put her into hell, god horse is floating clouds.