Remembering Mom, all now is just a remote composer, a lovely love of tears. Mother, the woman does not know where his hometown is, who his father is, who loves chiu, the whole package for her husband, for friends, and for those who are missed. 7: 54Nam nam nam Illustration - Internet source I only know the past about moms through grandmother told, and sometimes when my father mentioned people; Because Mother is a person who is a sophisticated, less said, never seeing Mom complaining, blaming who. Around her mother, everyone is a good person, if they tell us all rice, if the house is willing to share them even if only one meal. Mother or mentioned grandmother was very beautiful, especially her hair, silky and long, not like her mother's hair (while curly and hard, just sparse)
. Also by beautiful grandmother, she was forced to repay the debt to his grandfather, the debt that she said, they deliberately, when foreigners, a die-sick teacher, no money to buy clothes, they carry themselves A deck for the instrument, the ghost has finished, they calculated interest, when they debt too much, they showed her from her to delete debt. My grandmother went to strawberry, but was my servant, because their house had a grandmother, Ms. Hai, they only needed her to give her son to connect the road
.. also so in the last day of the year, when listening to the buffalo Typing about the barn, my mother carried my aunt through the vulnerability in the village fence according to the grandmother from escaping. Not knowing how many days, the land of the land, to a multi-country root of the national highway, in the land of Thai Nguyen province now, my grandmother stopped, making a small shack to sell water to the road to feed the mother and my aunt . Mom grow up like potatoes, cassava tubers with small friends in the midnight hills of that day, then an afternoon is increasing according to the buffalo buffaloes on the hill, suddenly unknown, forever Later The grandmother said was his mother's friends, who ran about calling loudly, the grandmother ran up, she saw the mother like a noodle, hot like Hon Than, she asked the house to rub the oil, wind ... I still have no awake, a week before a month, on the rainy day, the wind storm in early July did not breathe anymore, everyone told me to die, just waiting for a wind storm to be buried. My grandmother sat like a stone looked at her daughter lying, she had no strength to cry, she lost her little child just over a fever, now the big turn, the smart child, agile all day to go to school But she did not give, she didn't want a girl to buckle into the gender to learn, not understand why she hated the learning, without learning, illiteracy, just wandering on the hill, Nhu Nhu no one noticed, grew up Getting a gentle, the countryside will live safely and self .
. also because of the extreme thoughts, but she arrested her mother to go out with the buffalo children, not to learn anything, the age of the mother 7-8 years old, baby, carefree and doubtful ... also so that she is determined not to let any men approach, thirty years old, she is still very salty, the charm of the ponytail, The lips bite only, the deep black eyes like lake water, his eyebrows curled without trimming (mother and later children, both boys and girls inherited that eyebrows from her), knew How many people want her to go to walk ... what comes will come, that day n Rain crashed like engulfing all her hope into the river's swirling water in front of him, then he entered, both his sowman, toxic one hand * (1) Xiao shared, party Don't install a knife. She knew him, she also knew him, because he was a Mo * (2) and also a famous lang lang, when occasionally turning into the shop, when the cigarette, a cup of wine, there was no buy nothing but only Mother a rice pipe, a bile crochetry, or a wormwood cake and then go, sometimes whispering to the grandmother something, but usually the day he goes right because the grandmother does not only let him drink water And he invited him to let her take a restaurant soon ... later he said he wanted to marry her. He saw her sitting with a wilted mother like a leaf train, who held her hand without any reaction (that's behind him). He was on his mother lying, turning his face sheet, wrist touching his wrist and asked her grandmother, "I have a long time, it's not dead, do you want to cure it?" At this time, she opened her eyes and looked at him and said like a machine, "he cure it, he doesn't want to". He looked at her and waved her hand, Let Lui Cui find firewood to burn a fire next to her mother lying and punching "Ai Dan! Want something, I want to take you, keep the fire not to turn off, wait for me ". After saying it was done and still remained with a wet clothes when he came, he rushed out to rain soon to the next day. On his shoulders carrying a bunch of leaves, aereate the two big firewood lumps with an adult thigh. He picked up the leaves beside her mother, sitting down on both wet firewood on the fire, wearing a net water on his face, and on the pool on the floor. He used to hold the leaves on the heat, put on a mother-in-law, each layer and rolled their mother like a bundle. By the loud fire, then he changed his clothes ... my mother was saved, grandmother to live with him, later mother took my father, we only knew every man, called him a foreign. Later after I grew up, every time she had deep hair for her, she said to gradually leak her mother's story, I knew where . Dịch vụ:
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