Blood Milk

The earthquake started. The strong vibrations destroyed a civilian building, and two mothers and children were buried inside. Fortunately, the mother held her son tightly during the earthquake. In her arms, the son was not injured at all in the earthquake, but the mother had deep scratches all over her body in order to protect her son. The mother passed out in a coma for an unknown period of time, and was awakened by the cry of the child. The 2-month-old child in my arms made a strong protest because he was extremely hungry. The mother had been hungry for who knows how long. Her belly was empty. She smiled, fed her child milk, and then began to find a way out. Fortunately, the earthquake only knocked down the roof, and the mother and son were still in the corner. There was a gap, but there was nothing else around except broken bricks and tiles, let alone food. The disappointed mother had no choice but to sleep again to maintain her strength. Just like this, 2 days passed. At this time, the child's cry came again, my God! The mother has not eaten or drank a sip of water for two days. Where can she get milk for her child? The rescue team didn’t know when they would find them. The mother was crying and grabbing the broken bricks and tiles in front of her. Her hands were bleeding even as she picked at them. Suddenly she was stabbed by something. She hurt her finger, took it out and saw it was an embroidery needle. She carefully pulled it out and smiled! Because she found food for her children.

A week has passed since the earthquake. A rescue team that was about to call it a day arrived in front of a pile of rubble. The other teammates said: "It's time to call it a day. There's nothing to find. It's been a week." What is the living thing?" The captain nodded helplessly and asked everyone to leave. Suddenly, the captain seemed to hear a baby crying. He thought it was an illusion and asked other team members. They also said that there seemed to be a weak baby crying from It came from the ruins. At this time, everyone was excited. The captain shouted and dug towards the pile of ruins. They all wanted to see this miraculous scene. Gradually, a woman's hand was exposed. They continued digging and finally dug out the pile of rubble. They saw a baby crawling on the woman's body and crying that his mother had been dead for a long time. Everyone is wondering how this baby came to life? When the captain went to bring the baby over, he noticed that each finger of the mother's hands had deep holes, and she was holding a rusty embroidery needle in her left hand. He suddenly understood how the baby came to life. The captain shed tears and bowed deeply to this great mother. Turning around to see his teammates looking at him strangely, he squatted on the ground and slowly raised the hands of the child's mother, took the embroidery needle in his hand, and said to the others: "I don't know how this child survived. These seven long days? Just look at the fingers of this child's mother. In order to keep her child alive, this mother used this embroidery needle to pick her fingers off and feed her child with her own blood. If a finger is broken, she will replace it with another one. In this way, all ten fingers were picked to pieces and all her blood was used up. The great mother slowly closed her eyes when she was hungry and lost a lot of blood.

Crazy Mother

Twenty-three years ago, a young woman came to our village. She was disheveled, giggled whenever she saw anyone, and did not shy away from urinating in public. Therefore, the daughters-in-law in the village often urinate in public. Some of the wives spat at the woman and kicked her, telling her to "get away", but she refused to leave and continued to wander around the village with a silly smile.

My father. He was 35 years old. He had his left hand broken by a machine while working in a quarry, and because his family was poor, he never had a wife. When my grandma saw that the woman still had some beauty, she decided to take her in for me. My father wanted to be my daughter-in-law, and he would drive her away after she "renewed the incense" of our family. Although the father was reluctant, he gritted his teeth and agreed to it after seeing the situation in the family. As a result, he didn't spend any money. Became a groom.

When my mother gave birth to me, my grandma held me in her arms and said with joy, "This crazy woman gave me a baby." grandson. "It's just that when I was born, my grandma took me away and never let my mother get close.

My mother always wanted to hug me, and she struggled to shout in front of her many times: "Here, give me... ..." Grandma ignored her.

I'm so small, like a chubby baby, what if my mother accidentally drops me to the ground? After all, mother is a madman. Whenever my mother asked to hold me, grandma would always stare and scold her: "Don't even think about holding the child, I won't give it to you. If I find you secretly holding him, I will beat you to death. Even if I don't, Even if you die, I will drive you away." Grandma said this without any ambiguity. My mother understood, her face was full of fear, and she just looked at me from a distance every time. Although my mother's breasts were extremely engorged, I couldn't take half of my mother's milk. It was my grandma who fed me spoonful by spoonful. Grandma said there was "psychosis" in my mother's milk, and it would be troublesome if it was transmitted to me.

At that time, my family was still struggling in the quagmire of poverty. Especially after my mother and I were born, the family often couldn’t open the pot. Grandma decided to drive my mother away because she not only ate "idle food" at home, but also caused trouble from time to time.

One day, grandma cooked a big pot of rice, added a big bowl to my mother with her own hands, and said: "Daughter-in-law, this family is too poor, and my mother-in-law is sorry for you. After you finish this bowl of rice, go find I won’t be allowed to live in a richer family in the future, ah?” My mother just took a big ball of rice in her mouth, and she looked very surprised when she heard the “expulsion order” from grandma, and the ball of rice stagnated in her mouth. . My mother looked at me in grandma's arms and screamed inarticulately: "No, don't..." Grandma suddenly lowered her face and shouted in a majestic paternalistic manner: "You crazy bitch, why are you so stubborn? I won’t be able to eat any good things from you. You have been wandering around for two years. What do you want to do if you leave after eating?” After that, grandma took out a bag from behind the door. The handle of the hoe hit the ground hard like Yu Taijun's dragon-headed staff, making a "dong" sound. My mother was startled, looked at her mother-in-law timidly, and then slowly lowered her head to look at the rice bowl in front of her. Tears fell on the white rice. Under the close gaze, my mother suddenly behaved very strangely. She divided more than half of the rice in the bowl into another empty bowl, and then looked at grandma pitifully.

Grandma was stunned. It turned out that my mother told her that she would only eat half a bowl of rice for each meal, and she just asked her not to drive her away. It felt as if someone had pinched my heart several times. Grandma was also a woman, and her tough attitude was just an act. Grandma turned her head away, holding back her tears, then straightened her face and said, "Eat quickly, eat quickly, and leave quickly. You will starve to death in my house." Mother seemed to be desperate, even the half bowl of rice was gone. He didn't eat, so he staggered out of the door, but stood in front of the door for a long time without leaving. Grandma said hard-heartedly: "Go, go, don't look back. There are many rich people in the world!" Instead, my mother came closer and stretched her hands into her mother-in-law's arms. It turned out that my mother wanted to hug me.

Grandma felt melancholy for a moment, but handed the infant me to my mother. For the first time, my mother held me in her arms and smiled with a smile on her face. Grandma, however, felt like she was facing a formidable enemy, and held her hands under my body, fearing that my mother would get mad and throw me away like trash. Mom held me for less than three minutes, and grandma couldn't wait to snatch me away, then turned around and went into the house and closed the door.

When I realized what was going on, I discovered that except for me, all the other friends had mothers. I asked my father for it and my grandma for it. They said, "Your mother is dead." But my friend told me: "Your mother is a lunatic and was driven away by your grandma." So I started arguing with my grandma and asked her to return my mother. I also called her "Grandma Wolf" and even served her food to me. Splashed all over the floor. At that time, I didn't have the concept of "crazy". I only knew that I missed her very much. What did she look like? Still alive? Unexpectedly, when I was six years old, my mother, who had been away from home for five years, actually came back.

That day, several friends rushed over to report: "Xiaoshu, come and see, your mother is back, your crazy mother is back." I was so happy that I was so happy. , I ran out as fast as I could, and my father and grandma chased me out. This is the first time I have seen my mother since I can remember. She was still in rags, and there were some withered grass in her hair. God knows, she spent the night in that haystack. My mother didn’t dare to enter the house, but she was sitting on a stone roller in the rice field in front of the village, facing my house, holding a dirty balloon in her hand. As I stood in front of her with a group of friends, she eagerly searched among us for her son.

I understand that this is maternal love. Even if she is delirious, maternal love is sober because her son has been bullied by others. At that time, I couldn't help shouting: "Mom!" This was the first time I called her since I could speak. My mother was shocked, looked at me for a long time, then blushed like a child, grinned, and smiled silly. That day, we, mother and son, held an umbrella and went home for the first time. I told my grandma about this, and she was so frightened that she fell on the chair and quickly asked someone to call dad back. As soon as my father entered the house, a group of strong men with knives and sticks broke into my house. They smashed the pots and pans indiscriminately. It was like a magnitude 9 earthquake in the house. These were all people invited by Fan Jiaxi's family. Fan's father pointed at his father's nose fiercely and said: "My son went crazy from fright and is now lying in the hospital. If your family doesn't pay 1,000 yuan for medical expenses, I, he Mom burned down your house."

1,000 yuan? Dad only has 50 yuan a month! Looking at the murderous Fan family, my father's eyes slowly turned red. He stared at my mother with a very terrifying look, quickly took off the belt around his waist with one hand, and beat her head and face. Time after time, my mother was like a panicked mouse, or like a prey that ran into a dead end, jumping and hiding helplessly. The shrill sounds she made and the crisp sound the belt made on her body, I will never forget it in my life. In the end, the director of the police station came and stopped my father's violent hands. The result of the police station's mediation was that both parties suffered losses but did not owe each other anything. Catch whoever is causing trouble! After the gang left, my father looked at the messy pots and pans in the house, and then at his mother who was scarred. He suddenly held her in his arms and cried bitterly, saying, "Crazy bitch, I didn't insist on beating you. If I don't beat you, this matter won't go away. We don't have the money to pay for it. This is all the fault of our poor family!" Dad looked at me again and said, "Shu'er, you must study hard and go to college. No, we will be bullied like this for the rest of our lives!" I nodded sensibly.

In the summer of 2000, I was admitted to high school with excellent results. Unfortunately, my grandmother, who became ill due to overwork, passed away, and the family's life became even more difficult. The Civil Affairs Bureau of Enshizhou classified my family as a particularly poor family and provided me with a monthly subsidy of 40 yuan. My high school also reduced my tuition and miscellaneous fees appropriately, so I was able to continue studying.

Since I am a resident student and I have to study hard, I rarely go home. My father was still working for 50 yuan, so the burden of delivering food to me fell on my mother. Every time, the aunt next door would always help me prepare pickles and then give them to my mother to deliver. Kui Niang memorized the 20-kilometer Yangchang Mountain Road, rain or shine. It's really a miracle that my mother is not crazy at all in everything she does for her son. I can't explain how this phenomenon should be deciphered medically, other than motherly love.

On April 27, 2003, another Sunday, my mother came. Not only did she bring me vegetables, she also brought a dozen wild peaches. I picked up one, took a bite, and asked her with a smile: "It's quite sweet. Where did it come from?" My mother said: "I...I picked it..." I didn't expect my mother to pick wild peaches, so I sincerely praised her. She said, "Mom, you are becoming more and more capable." My mother smiled.

Before my mother left, I told her to pay attention to her safety, and my mother responded. After sending my mother away, I plunged into the final review before the college entrance examination. The next day, I was in class, and my aunt hurried to school and asked the teacher to call me out of the classroom. My aunt asked my mother if she had brought the food. I said yes, and she went back yesterday. My aunt said, "No, she hasn't come home yet." My heart tightened, could my mother have gone the wrong way? But she has been on this road for three years, so she can't go wrong. My aunt asked, "Didn't your mother say anything?" I said no, and she brought me a dozen wild peaches. My aunt clapped her hands and said, "It's broken, it's broken. Maybe it's the wild peach that's broken." My aunt asked me if I asked for leave. We walked back along the mountain road to look for it. There were indeed a few wild peach trees on the way home. There were a few peaches hanging sparsely on the trees, which were preserved because they grew on the cliff. We also found a peach tree with broken branches, and under the tree was an abyss of a hundred feet.

Auntie looked at me and said, "Let's go to the bottom of the cliff and have a look!" I said, "Auntie, don't scare me..." My aunt couldn't help but said, pulling me towards the valley...

My mother was lying quietly at the bottom of the valley, surrounded by some scattered peaches. She was still holding one tightly in her hand, and the blood on her body had long solidified into a heavy black color. I was so grief-stricken that I hugged my mother tightly and said, "Mom, my poor mother, I regret that I shouldn't have said these peaches are sweet. It was my son who killed you...Mother, you are alive." I haven’t enjoyed a day of happiness..." I put my head on my mother’s cold face and cried so hard that the rocks all over the mountains and plains wept with me...

On August 7, 2003, after my mother was buried On the 100th day of the new year, the gilded admission notice from Hubei University passed through the road my mother walked, passed through the wild peach trees, passed through the rice field in front of the village, and "flew" straight into my door. I inserted this belated letter on my mother's lonely grave: "Mom, my son has come out, have you heard? You can smile now!"

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