The Good Mother System

It's better to die. When I woke up the next day and opened my eyes, I couldn't help but smile and said, it's good, I'm still alive. "

"There are so many people, like their mothers, working hard to see the morning sun the next day, and never give up. Even the people around them gritted their teeth, even if they were already in pain. At the extreme, knowing that giving up is the wisest thing, and working hard because you want to live."

"There are so many people who are trying their best to live, but sometimes they can't refuse the impermanent life."

Ning Yashi's eyes were already a bit sore, she didn't want to cry.

"Let's go to another place." Shan Jingqiu took her daughter down the stairs. On the fourth, fifth, and sixth floors of this hospital, there is a three-story obstetrics department, of which there are still delivery workers on the fourth floor. delivery room.

When I got here, it was a completely different scene. It was much noisier here. There was already a pregnant woman with a big belly. With the support of her family, she walked around with the handrail next to the wall.

The chairs at the entrance of the delivery room have been made full, and there are many people who don’t even have the idea of ​​sitting down. Standing and standing upside down, walking and walking, next to it is like a small obstetrics sharing meeting. Family members who have had their first child will meet. Quite experienced and loudly shared with everyone the previous experience of waiting for production, quite a bit of the old world, but the inexperienced one or two listened with relish and wished to take a pen to write down.

The door of the delivery room was pushed open, and the sharing meeting that was open to the point of the moment came to an abrupt end. Several family members rushed to the nurse with their heads, and even couldn't help but look inside the door of the delivery room where nothing could be seen.

"Who is Li Xiaoyu's family?" The nurse shouted while holding the notebook.

The one that was holding the second-child sharing meeting just now jumped three meters high. It was not like the composure that he had just shown off, and the appearance of pinching his hands was much more nervous than anyone else seemed.

"Just remember, Li Xiaoyu just gave birth to a daughter, 7 Jin is just right, the time is 15:37 in the afternoon, she will have half an hour to come out..."

The man who had already grabbed his hands had already started to call frantically to show off: "The little fish is born! Oh, she is a beautiful daughter, Qijin! Yes, my daughter-in-law is giving birth very quickly! I won’t tell you more. I'm going to report to others!"

And that should be the mother-in-law’s remembering on the phone quickly, pulling the nurse and asking him how he looked like an experienced person.

...

You talked to me, there was a burst of noise, all full of joy.

"You see, here are new lives coming every day. They cried and gave all the happiness to the family, just like when my mother knew that we were born, don’t mention how happy it was, as if from Where is the stolen baby, for fear of being retrieved by someone, and then watching you become slim and look like you are now, for mom, it is more than anything else to have a sense of accomplishment." Shan Jingqiu voice It was very soft, and she spoke softly in her daughter's ear, like a feather floating from her ear.

Ning Yashi looked at the family who was already laughing loudly in front of her, her eyes a little far away. Was it the same when she was born?

"Okay, let's go, let's go to the next stop." Shan Jingqiu took her daughter out and motioned her daughter to take a taxi to the second stop today-the lotus cemetery on the outskirts of the city. She was right after her death. Buried here.

Ning Yashi can’t laugh for a long time. Even if the mother next to her makes her laugh by telling some jokes from time to time, tears are already rolling in her eyes. She has used almost all her efforts to keep them tightly closed in her eyes. , Do not rush out.

Soon, the lotus cemetery arrived. Shan Jingqiu’s urn was placed in the cemetery. It was bought by Ning Yashi. At that time, it was a double pit. Most of the others bought it for the parents to bury together. What Ya Shi thinks is...

She closed her eyes and knew how to walk to the front of her mother's position. After all, for more than a year, every time she encountered unhappy things, she stayed in the car at her mother's grave on the rest day. late.

This is a round tomb, and there is a picture of mother on the stone tablet in front of it, just like the one at home.

"It's great. At that time, my mother was about to leave and was still thinking about what to do if she had nowhere to go after she was gone. We didn't expect that in such a high land price place, we Shishi bought a house for her mother and lived in it. All have to be happy."

Ning Yashi, who carried Shan Jingqiu in front of her, was already crying. She knelt in front of the stone tablet, with her mother in front and behind her, tears falling into lines on her head.

"Don’t you say it before? If a person dies, he will die twice, once physically, and once completely dead when no one remembers her. Mom, I have failed in this life, family members They all walked ahead of me, and my husband also left early. The only relative around me is you. If you don’t even remember your mother, no one in this world should remember your mother."

"Mom is so happy. Every time you come here to see my mother, call her name, and clean for me, I feel so happy, because my mother knows that someone will always remember her and put her in her heart."

"Thinking that in the future we might still have our friends, lovers, and children come to see my mother, I feel really happy."

She circled her kneeling daughter, but it was a pity that she couldn't touch her and couldn't hug her well: "Mom is really happy to be a daughter because of her poems."

Ning Yashi didn't look back, she also emptied her inaccessible hand, just kept letting tears fall in a line, unwilling to stop.

The sun gradually set, Ning Yashi slowly finished crying, Shan Jingqiu stood in front of her daughter, smiled and said to her: "Let's go, let's go to the last stop."

Ning Yashi followed her mother in a daze, got in the car again, went around, and returned to her home. The mother took her to the grandpa's meat dumplings next to her home. She was still a child from this house. It was open at that time. At that time, it was the grandfather of this house. Later, when his grandfather left, it was his son who ran this meat dumpling shop. This is Ning Yashi’s favorite meat dumpling since childhood. It used to be the Dragon Boat Festival. During the festival, her mother would buy it for her. On this day last year, her mother also accompanied her to buy meat dumplings.

"Come on, Shishi buys three meat dumplings and goes back. Mom can't pay now. You can ask mom to eat it." She narrowed her eyebrows and said with a smile.

Soon, they bought three warm rice dumplings and returned home. Shan Jingqiu didn't know where he called Dong Dawei and asked Dong Dawei to help divide the meat dumplings into two bowls, one bowl containing two. There was one in a bowl and placed it on the opposite side. She just sat on the opposite side of her daughter and ate Zongzi with Ning Yashi, although she actually couldn't eat it.

"In the past, every year, my mother liked to take you to eat some festive things during the festival. Moon cakes on Mid-Autumn Festival, glutinous rice **** on Lantern Festival, sweet round **** in winter solstice... The Dragon Boat Festival will be the Dragon Boat Festival in two days. Mom will accompany you first. You eat zongzi together."

Ning Yashi’s bowl is no longer zongzi, but zongzi with tears, tears continue to hit the rice bowl, mixed with tears, every mouthful of zongzi becomes unpalatable, but she just trembles and picks up the chopsticks. Chopsticks and chopsticks were sent to the mouth numbly.

"This period of time is like a stolen day for my mother. It's really nice to be able to see more of our poems."

"Actually, it is not my mother who is guarding poems and poems, but poems and poems are guarding mothers. When my mother was sick, if it were not for Shishi, she would have no longer wanted to insist on it, including when she was separated from your father before, because she knew that she had poems behind her. , I gritted my teeth and passed this day by day. As long as I see you, my mother will laugh, because she thinks her daughter is simply the best in the world."

"In the future, will you remember your mother? Will your mother also be able to spend holidays and live with you?" She asked softly.

Ning Yashi cried embarrassed, her face flushed: "Yes...I will."

"Then mother's task of guarding Shishi is finally completed. Will you change poems to protect your mother in the future? Let her live longer in this world, okay?"

"Good! Good!" Tears finally broke through the embankment.

"Uncle Dawei, starving ghosts, wandering ghosts and their mothers have also given Shishi to Shishi. They will protect Shishi and guard Shishi for their mother, and Shishi will take good care of them for her mother, okay?"

"I know! I will!" she replied, choking.

"Then Shishi, mother first told you a happy Dragon Boat Festival in advance, mother loves you." An invisible tear fell in her eyes.

"I love you too! Mom, happy Dragon Boat Festival!" Finally he cried until he broke his heart.

Ning Yashi raised her head. There was already a piece of air in front of her. There was no sign of that person anymore. She just said to the other end with tears: "I'm fine, I'll be fine, and you... be fine."

The nine hundred days mother who stole it, said goodbye to her again today.

Only this time, she will work hard to live the rest of her life and move forward, because she will remember her mother more seriously than anyone else, and guard the gifts she gave her.

The starving ghost suddenly floated out, carefully took out the box of drawn papers from the living room and sent them to Ning Yashi, awkwardly comforting: "Shishi, don't cry."

The wandering ghost also sniffed, just saying: "The king is gone, we will also accompany Shishi!"

Ning Yashi looked back. Today, all the evil spirits who had been on holiday were crowded outside the window, and Dong Dawei was looking at her worriedly behind him.

"Shishi, can we come in?" The little evil spirit outside knocked on the window lightly and asked carefully.

She burst into tears and laughed, nodding gently: "Come in."

The evil spirits floated into the room one by one, and sang her the theme song of the TV series they had just learned to coax her.

In life, there are still many things to look forward to, go forward, don't look back.

Mom, I've been there all the time.

...

The photos of the entrance hall were re-established, carefully scrubbing every day so that there was no dust on the top.

"Mom, I'm going to work!"

Ning Yashi waved her hand behind her and walked forward without looking back, her lips were smiling, and the starving ghost floating on her head was talking about the rice dumplings that I hadn't eaten a few days ago, and wanted to eat the incense of rice dumplings.

There is a lot of sunshine in front of me, the weather is just right, and it is another sunny day.