My son owes his mother a lifetime.

My son owes his mother a lifetime, and there are many different feelings in the emotional world outside, so maternal love is very meaningful to everyone and has a great influence on us. Let's share my son's lifelong debt to my mother.

The son owes his mother a lifetime 1. I'm almost thirty and I just bought a house. After I got a new house, my girlfriend of six years finally agreed on a wedding date with me. I am ashamed to say that most of the money for buying a house is from my girlfriend's family. She has always been very tough, saying that I won't marry me until I earn the rent. Not long ago, with the support of her parents, we finally became a family with a house.

After the wedding date was fixed, my girlfriend and I discussed that she invited my mother to our wedding, and I didn't say anything.

It's not that I'm unfilial. My mother and I really can't make out. My hometown is in a remote mountain village. My father and mother are farmers to the core. My mother gave birth to me at the age of 29.

I was very ill when I was a child. I go to the hospital every three days. As far as I can remember, every time my mother went to see a doctor behind my back, she would quarrel with my father. The reason is that my father took the money saved in the jar to buy wine to drink, and my mother had no money to see me.

With more times, the two gradually changed from quarreling to fighting. Finally, my mother asked for a divorce, and my father agreed on the spot, but two people quarreled for me. I was bent on following my mother, but after half a month, my mother suddenly stopped arguing with me, packed some clothes and went back to my grandmother's house.

Soon after, my father went out to work and took me with him. My mother and that small mountain village gradually faded out of my memory. In the fourth year after he joined the work at the age of 20, his father also got stomach cancer because of alcoholism. I spent all my money, but I couldn't keep him alive.

I didn't expect mom and dad to leave me nothing. My father has left, my mother has not heard from me, and I am not going to disturb her life. But one day two months ago, my uncle I didn't know called me and said that he had accompanied his mother to the Municipal People's Hospital and told me to meet her anyway.

Came to the people's hospital, arrived at the appointed place, and met a strange uncle and a mother who had no impression at all. I couldn't talk at all, but my mother didn't act strange. I was excited and surprised to see me.

I calculated that my mother should be sixty years old.

But the woman standing in front of me is old and rustic, and looks over sixty years old! She took my hand and asked if it was cold, and her voice was hoarse. My uncle told me that my mother has a bad voice and she never takes it seriously. This time it was serious, so she came to the city to see it. My uncle opened his mouth several times to say something, but his mother stopped him.

I thought he wanted my son to pay some money to see a doctor, so he didn't ask anything. I politely invited the two old people to dinner, chatted for a while and then sent them back. From my uncle's mouth, I know that after my mother divorced my father, I stayed with my grandparents and never remarried.

When I got home, I told my girlfriend about it, saying that my mother was in poor health and couldn't attend our wedding, but my girlfriend didn't say a word and lost in thought. I thought she had shaken her motivation to invite her mother and quickly took the opportunity to persuade her: "The guests at the wedding must be surprised to see that I suddenly have an old and rustic mother. Then where should I put my face? " Besides, she has never fulfilled her obligation to support me. Why does she come out as soon as I have a happy event? "

As soon as I finished, my girlfriend got angry. She took out her phone and forced me to call my mother at once and invite her to come to her. I was forced to call, and my uncle answered the phone. I asked him to tell my mother my invitation. My uncle was very excited and agreed, saying that he personally gave it to my mother the day before I got married.

I feel awkward when I put down the phone, but my girlfriend is very happy, saying that the ugly daughter-in-law will meet her in-laws after all. In the evening, I received a phone call from my mother. She was very excited. She told me in a hoarse voice on the other end of the phone that she was glad that I could invite her to my wedding, but she couldn't come. Last time she came to this city, she was ill for many days. I was secretly happy and promised not to tell my girlfriend the news.

Soon, we booked the hotel and arranged everything. The divorce is only two days away. My girlfriend decorated the new house and put a brand-new quilt in the guest room, saying that this room is for my mother-in-law. I'm bored and silent.

The next day, my girlfriend urged me to meet someone at the station early. I just patted my head and said I forgot. My mother called to say that I was carsick and couldn't come. My girlfriend was obviously dissatisfied with me and forced me to pick up my mother at my hometown. Feeling unreasonable about his girlfriend's behavior, they quarreled.

Finally, my girlfriend's words gave me a blow: "Do you know where we got the money to buy a house? It's not from my mother, it's from your mother! She doesn't want you to know! I refused, and she almost knelt down and cried and begged me. I thought at that time, no matter what grievances you had before, you are his only son, and the old man has only such a big event in his life, so he should invite her to attend whatever he says! Let her live with us in the future, and we will raise her! "

I was startled and asked what was going on. My girlfriend told me that six months ago, my mother found my girlfriend and gave her a passbook with 200 thousand in it, saying that this is what a mother should pay for her son. My mother said that she knew that my girlfriend and I had been in love for six years, and she was a reliable girl. She was afraid that I wouldn't want it, so she found her and told her to buy a house first and not to let me know.

On the first day of marriage, my girlfriend and I went back to a small mountain village that we hadn't been back for years and found my uncle's house. My uncle was very happy and quickly dragged us into the house. He shouted several times in the house, but my mother didn't come out. My uncle said, "I was here just now, so I know you must hide when you come!" You sit down first and I'll look for it! "

I don't understand why my mother hid when she saw me. After waiting for a long time with questions, my uncle came back alone. He said that mom was too worried to let us look for it, and she didn't know where to hide. I asked my uncle doubtfully why. My uncle lit a cigarette and sat down to tell us about my mother.

Mother is uneducated and a little superstitious. When she and her father were arguing for me, she went to the fortune teller on the street to predict my future. The fortune teller said that my mother is a tiger, I am a sheep, and I am with my mother, and the sheep enter the tiger's mouth and blend in. Being often sick when I was a child is the best proof. Only then did my mother know that she was the culprit. She stopped arguing with her father about me, which frightened me.

Later, she asked people to do everything possible to inquire about my situation. I heard that I had no illness or pain after leaving her, and I believed the fortune teller's words even more. The childless mother stayed at home all day and cried because she missed me. Her voice is loud and excellent, and she cries like a cat scratching her grandparents' hearts. Grandpa introduced her to someone, but she ignored her and just cried. After all, she angered grandpa, saying that she always cried and people could make money by crying. If she keeps crying, it will only bring bad luck to her family.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention. My mother went to the village funeral etiquette team the next day and became a professional undertaker. Maybe my mother misses me too much, maybe she feels miserable, and every time she cries, her heart hurts. Her sadness infected the family of the deceased and everyone began to cry.

Gradually, my mother actually became a famous undertaker in the mountain village, and also had a relatively rich income. Over the years, my mother got laryngitis because she used her voice too much. Her voice was sandy and broken. My uncle advised her not to do it, saying that her money was enough for her pension. Last time my mother went to the hospital when she was ill and couldn't get the money, my uncle realized that she had given me all the money for buying a house. He asked me out to let me know the truth, but she wouldn't let me.

Later, he was very happy when I invited my mother to call, but my mother refused to say that she was at odds with me, which was not good for me, and now it is even worse. She spent most of the year in white mourning, crying and dealing with the dead. If such a person comes to my wedding, it will definitely bring me bad luck.

I think of my mother crying in front of someone else's coffin, and I can't help but feel bitter from my heart. I think I must wait for my mother to let her attend the wedding reception.

When I turned on the light, my mother came back quietly. As soon as I entered the door, I lowered my voice and asked my uncle if we had left. My girlfriend and I came out of the back room, and my mother was obviously taken aback. I grabbed my mother's hand and shouted "Mom". I swallowed and said to her, "Mom, where can I worship Gaotang without you?"

Mother quickly waved her hand and said that her departure would bring us bad luck. We advised left and right, but the superstitious mother just wouldn't listen. Seeing no result, I stubbornly said, "well, if you don't come, I won't get married." I will sell the house when I go back and return the money to you for retirement. "

Mother was anxious and said hoarsely, "Son, do you think money is unlucky?" I rushed to celebrate the money, and the money from crying can be exchanged for a wedding banquet, so I can rush to celebrate. How many pairs of shoes have I worn in these 20 years for that little money? You have no choice! "

My mother's words hurt me. At the insistence of my girlfriend and I, my mother finally agreed to go back to the city for the night with us.

The next day, the wedding was held as scheduled. When I visited Gaotang, my mother wore a maroon coat with a happy smile on her face. When my bride and I bowed to her three times, she cried happily. A song I heard in my hometown when I was a child, Crying Mother, suddenly appeared in my mind:

"Look up at my mother, yellow face, gray hair. Mother in this life, don't drink spicy, not popular, don't wear good clothes, mind all on her son ... "

On the big day, I tried to hold back my tears, but I burst into tears unconsciously …

The child owes his mother a lifetime. Miss their dead mother.

Li Xiuzhen

The spring of the Boxer Rebellion came to Tomb-Sweeping Day again, and when we met, we thought of you again, and we could chat again. Mom, are you okay over there?

As Tomb-Sweeping Day approaches, I miss you more and more. When I saw a figure similar to you in the street, I thought it was you. Every time I talk about my mother with my friends, my eyes are blurred with tears. Looking back on your dribs and drabs is like yesterday.

I remember when I was in the first grade of primary school, I put my new textbook in the yard and the naughty little donkey used it as food to practice his teeth. Looking at the torn textbooks, I cried with anger. It was you who glued the textbook with paste bit by bit and sent it to school, but it was dyed clean. When I was in a bad mood and didn't want to go to school, you told me that knowledge could change my destiny, and you didn't want me to face the loess in the farmland all my life.

When I was in junior high school and studied by myself at night, you waited for me at the entrance of the village every night, waiting for six years, every day. When I told you that I had a partner who didn't have to wait, you agreed and waited the next day. All year round, it's stormy and snowy, and it never stops. Every time I see you standing far away at the entrance to the village, it hurts. This day has been with me until I graduated from high school. When I never give up in my studies, this strength comes from you. At that time, I vowed to study hard and make sure you have a good life. When I entered the third year of senior high school, I was under great study pressure and my appetite was gradually decreasing, you asked me what other students had strength to eat. I whispered that some students said eating beef was strong. I dare not speak out loud, because eating beef is a luxury in our family. Unexpectedly, when I came home from school at night, I covered the pot with a bowl of beef jiaozi, which was quite hot. I ate all the beef jiaozi in one breath and forgot to ask my mother if she had eaten it. Later, I learned that my mother walked more than ten miles to the neighboring village to buy beef, because she couldn't ride a bike and didn't have any bus, and even if she had a mother, she wouldn't be willing to spend that few cents. In the evening, my mother estimated that I was going to finish school soon, so she secretly packed me a jiaozi with only one bowl. Even my junior high school brother didn't eat one, let alone my parents. In Niang's words, I am very tired from studying, and it is not too late for my brother to eat in the future. And this jiaozi, my mother wrapped it for me for several days in a row. When I was in the third year of high school, it was common for me to eat alone, with my brother and mom and dad by my side. It pains me to think about it.

Because the family was poor, my mother saved all her life and spent all her money on my father and our sisters, but she couldn't bear it. I graduated from college and will give my mother some when I get paid. You either spend it on your brother or on your brother and children, but you still can't bear it. My mother will feel helpless only if I buy something to go home. Of course, she complained that I wanted to save flowers. After getting married and having children, every time I go back to my mother's house, my mother will steam a large pot of steamed bread and steamed buns in advance and let me take them home to eat, saying that I am usually busy at work and have no time to steam steamed buns, but every time I go back to my mother's house, I bring enough to eat for a week. Because I have children and a job, I can only go home on weekends. If you don't have time during the day, you have to go back to your mother's house at night, once a week, and the thunder can't move. Every time I chat with my mother, I always feel that I can't finish talking. My mother always said, since you have food and drink, don't always spend money on having children. Save it. Come back and talk to me. So, for my mother, I go back to my mother's house every week.

I always feel that I am not filial to my mother, and I always feel that my mother will live well. I didn't wear the New Year clothes for my mother, nor did my brother wear the new shoes for my mother. My mother and I still have a lot to say ... I didn't expect that overnight, we were separated by Yin and Yang, and we had dinner together the first night. Because I had to go to work the next day, I went home at night. The next day, I heard the bad news that you left because of a fall. I don't believe it, but the doctor told me that I really left. I regret not studying medicine. If I were a doctor, I think I can save you. After two years of grief, I always feel that you are still alive. I had hoped to meet you in my dream, but I didn't. Maybe you are afraid to disturb my work the next day.

Mom, my daughter is an adult now. She is very strong. You don't have to worry about it. Don't hesitate to spend money there. I have a good life with my father and brother. You don't have to worry about us. You must be very good there. Don't force it. If you need anything, you must give me a dream. See you next year, mom.