Ni Jia's narration is an aria for her mother's whole life, and it is also a kind of nostalgia for her mother.
And all thoughts can only seek spiritual comfort in these fading memories.
In order to pay off the debt and the family's life, my mother heard that the salary of working in the brick kiln was higher, so she went to the kiln factory to help people produce bricks.
It is the kind of clay kiln, which generally takes two or three days to lower the temperature after annealing, but in order to be in a hurry, the brick factory only has to get the bricks out in one day, and then fill in the new bricks.
My mother worked there for half a year, because it was a piecework salary, and they all said that although she was a woman, she was more hard-working than many men, and she could earn more than 3,000 per month.
Later, a newcomer came to the kiln factory, and he was reckless and impulsive, and that day he had an argument with another worker and knocked down a brick wall, and my mother happened to be standing behind and her feet were broken.
Although the treatment saved his leg, he was still disabled, unable to stand for too long and unable to do heavy work.
Ni Jia unconsciously had tears in her eyes, and Su Xin silently handed her the tissue.
She gently wiped away the tears on her face with a tissue, looked at Su Xin, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and there was a trace of doubt in her expression, "Later, I heard my mother say that the brick wall was nearly two people high, and it collapsed and buried her whole body, but it only hurt her ankles, and there were only some abrasions in other places, and everyone thought it was amazing." ” Su Xin sighed.
At this moment, in her left eye, the energy behind Ni Jia emitted a trembling energy fluctuation.
The divine consciousness touched lightly, and it was like a barrier of enchantment, and suddenly one picture after another appeared.
In the picture: inside a brick kiln that resembles a huge clay pot, a woman with a dusty face and a roasted black and red face is constantly moving the hot bricks inside.
Ignoring the quarrels around her, in her eyes, she would pay five cents more for every extra brick she moved.
At this moment, one of the two brawlers suddenly pushed the other and slammed his body into the brick wall behind him.
It's just a makeshift platform, and it's not stable.
Then the whole brick wall collapsed at once, and the woman was buried in it.
At that moment, a white light lit up on the woman's body.
Su Xin noticed that it was a figure, a man's figure to be exact.
My heart moved, it was Ni Jia's father, although he died, he had been stranded in the world because of his obsession, guarding his wife and children in secret He helped his wife block the fatal place, the place where he left his feet alone, and he didn't want his wife to work so hard, and the injury to his feet was not that he couldn't walk, but it was just not suitable for standing for a long time and doing heavy work.
Su Xin looked at Ni Jia and asked, "Sister Ni, your father and your mother have a good relationship, right?"
Ni Jia was in a low mood at this time, and when she heard Su Xin ask, she responded: "Actually, I was only six or seven years old when my father left, and all the memories are just pictures riding on his neck.
But I heard from my grandmother that my dad was really good to my mom, and he never let my mom go to the field, and he didn't let me touch cold water on those days of the month, and he would boil brown sugar eggs for my mom.
My grandmother said that as soon as my dad left, my mom was going to follow, and they couldn't persuade me, and then suddenly one day was better, and then I became very strong and supported the family alone."
The tears on Ni Jia's face were not dry, new tears fell again, and Su Xin couldn't help but moisten her eyes.
It seems that the figure just now is Ni Jia's father, who loves his wife, but he is also responsible for his parents and children.
Therefore, I am afraid that the night of Ni Jia's mother's transformation is his dream.
His wife is bitter, and he is also by his side.
Su Xin saw that there was less water in Ni Jia's cup, so she used the excuse to add water to ease her mood.
Although my eyes were moist, I felt a warm feeling in my heart.
Su Xin poured water on Ni Jia again, and Ni Jia's mood gradually calmed down.
Su Xin said: "What about later?"
Ni Jia continued: Later, my mother went to the sewing factory to pick up the work that needed to be done to support the family, up to two or three hundred a month, which was a drop in the bucket for our family's living expenses and the tuition and miscellaneous expenses of my brother and me.
So I chose to drop out of school and work as a waitress with the people in the village.
The owner of the shop where I worked was a kind person, and she had a daughter about my age, and she not only let me live in their house, but also let me study with her daughter.
I work in the store during the day, and at night I follow to read books, ask her if I don't understand, and help clean up the house by the way.
Three years later, I taught myself computer science, then applied for a job as a front desk clerk, and taught myself to enter an adult university.
When I got the accounting certificate and successfully applied for the company as a cashier, everything went smoothly, and there were noble people to help me along the way.
After I officially settled in the city, I took my mother to live with me.
So, except for the first few years when I just started to go out to work, I have been with my mother for more than 20 years.
Two years ago, my younger brother also got married and settled down, so he wanted to take his mother to live there.
I know that my mother misses my brother very much, anyway, it depends on her intentions, she can live in my house if she wants to, and I will send her there if she wants to go to my brother's place.
For more than a year, I was very happy to see my mother, and I was happy.
Half a year ago, the company arranged for me to go to the branch to do training for newcomers, in fact, also to help sort out the accounts, etc., it happened that my husband was also on a business trip in those days, I was afraid that my mother would be bored at home alone, so I discussed with my younger brother and sent my mother to live at his house for two days.
But the next day, I received a call from my brother saying that my mother had suddenly had an acute cerebral hemorrhage.
At that time, I took leave and left before the training was completed, and the leader was also very considerate, and found someone to finish the rest.
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When I rushed to the hospital, my mother was no longer able to speak, so she held my hand tightly Ni Jia emphasized "tight" a few times, "My mother's hand grabbed my hand tightly, so reluctant, just like when she was rushing to the market, she held my hand in the crowd for fear that I would get lost, but she grabbed it tightly, but in the end, her hand was still loosened, and her body gradually became cold.
I threw myself on top of her, as if I had once plunged into her arms and rubbed against her plump and warm chest, but I only embraced a skinny, cold body. ” So I took my mother into my arms, just as she had once held me.
At that moment, I suddenly realized that the tall, strong and even omnipotent mother in my impression was thin and weak like a child. ” "I didn't hire a funeral company, I personally scrubbed my mother's body, and then put on new clothes, that was the first time I wiped my mother's body, and it was also the first time I dressed my mother."
"Then I went through the formalities and transported the coffin back to my hometown and buried it with my father
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