A touching story about maternal love

Twenty-three years ago, a young woman came to our village, unkempt, giggling at everyone and urinating openly. Therefore, the daughter-in-law in the village often spoke to her, and some daughters-in-law even went forward and told her to "get out." But she just wouldn't leave, and she was still giggling around the village.

At that time, my father was 35 years old. He used to work in a stone factory, and his left hand was interrupted by a machine. Because his family is poor, he has never married a wife. Grandma saw that the woman was still somewhat beautiful, so she moved her mind and decided to accept her as my father's daughter-in-law. She was fired after "renewing incense" for my family. Although my father was reluctant, he gritted his teeth and agreed.

When my mother gave birth to me, my grandmother hugged me, with only a few teeth left in her mouth, and said happily, "This crazy woman gave birth to a grandson with a handle." But when I was born, my grandmother took me away and never let my mother near me.

My mother always wanted to hug me and repeatedly shouted "Come, give it to me ..." My grandmother ignored her. I am so small, like a meat toot. What if my mother accidentally dropped me on the ground? After all, mother is crazy. Whenever she asks for a hug, grandma always stares at her and tells her, "If you don't want to hug the baby, I won't give it to you. If I find you hugging him secretly, I will kill you. Even if I don't kill you, I will kick you out. " When grandma said this, there was no ambiguity. Mother understood, and her face was full of fear. Every time she just looks at me from a distance.

At that time, my family was still struggling in the quagmire of poverty Especially after my mother and I joined, we often can't open the pot at home. Grandma decided to kick my mother out because she not only ate idle food at home, but also made trouble from time to time.

One day, grandma cooked a big pot of rice and added a big bowl to her mother. She said, "Wife, this family is too poor. My mother-in-law is sorry for you. After you finish this bowl of rice, you will go to live with a richer family and never come again, huh? " Mom just put a big meal in her mouth and was very surprised when she heard grandma's "marching orders". The rice froze in her mouth. She looked at me in her arms and mumbled inarticulate, "No, don't ..." Grandma's face suddenly fell, and she took out a dignified paternalistic style and shouted sharply, "You crazy bitch, why are you so stubborn?" Just leave after dinner, you hear me? "Say that finish, grandma took out a hoe from behind the door and slammed it on the ground like Long Touzhang of Yu Taijun, making a sound. Niang was startled, looked at her mother-in-law timidly, and slowly lowered her head to look at the rice bowl in front of her. Tears fell on glistening rice. Under the strong light, Niang suddenly made a very strange move. She gave more than half of the rice in one bowl to another empty bowl, and then she looked miserable.

Grandma stayed. It turned out that Niang told her that she only ate half a bowl of rice for every meal, just begging not to drive her away. Her heart seems to have been pulled hard. Grandma is also a woman, and her tough attitude is fake. Grandma didn't go too far, held back her tears, and then said with a straight face, "eat quickly, eat quickly." You will starve to death in my house. " Mom seems desperate. Instead, Niang came over and put her hands into her mother-in-law's arms. Originally, she wanted to hug me.

Grandma was depressed for a while, but she still gave the child to my mother. She held me in her arms for the first time, and she grinned brightly. Grandma was very nervous, and her hands pressed under me, for fear that as soon as her crazy strength came up, she would throw me away like garbage. She held me for less than three minutes and couldn't wait to take me away, then turned around and entered the house.

When I was ignorant, I discovered that all my friends had mothers except me. I asked my father for it and asked my grandmother for it. They said your mother was dead. But my friend told me, "Your mother is crazy, and your grandmother drove her away." I asked her to give my mother back to me, called her "grandma wolf" and even sent me her food. Still alive? Unexpectedly, when I was six years old, my mother, who had been away from home for five years, came back.

Story 2:

Take care of my mother.

Time flies like running water, and many memories fade with the passing of days. But there is something that makes me vivid and moved-that deep maternal love.

The weather in September is always somewhat unpredictable.

I remember that morning, I was going to school with my schoolbag on my back. At this time, my mother, who couldn't go to work because of a high fever, staggered over and slowly raised her hand and handed me an umbrella. She said weakly, "Xue Fei, the weather forecast says it will rain today ... uh-huh ... you'd better take an umbrella." I looked up at the blue sky, looked at the big sun like a fireball, and thought: How can it rain? I threw down my umbrella and ran out of the door, only to hear my mother's cough and weak voice behind me.

In the last tutorial class, I saw big drops of rain hitting the window glass and making a rhythmic "tick" sound. Oh, no! What a surprise! I can't help regretting that I didn't listen to my mother and took my umbrella with me this morning. Only now did I realize the seriousness of the problem. Dad worked overtime at work, and mom got sick again. It is impossible to pick me up! What shall we do? It seems that we have to go back in the rain. Thinking about it, the bell rang, and I slowly packed my bag. I walked to the window and listened, but I couldn't help complaining about the unlucky rain. Seeing that some of the students around us were picked up by their parents, some walked out of the classroom with umbrellas, and some students simply rushed into the rain curtain, shouting: The feeling of being caught in the rain is really cool! "So, I also got up the courage to rush into the stormy world and bite the bullet to taste the taste of' cool'." Wow! What a heavy rain! "Before I rushed to the school gate, I was soaked to the skin and became a' drowned rat'. Wow! Parents stood outside the school gate, only to see them holding umbrellas and wearing raincoats, standing there anxiously looking in, looking for their children among many students. That scene suddenly moved me! All right, let's go! My parents are not coming anyway. I squeezed out the "parent wall" and continued to fly in the wind and rain, hoping that my parents would suddenly appear in front of me, even if they wouldn't hug their children lovingly like those parents at the school gate, at least they would wipe a handful of rain on my face ... "Feifei! "Hey, how does this sound so familiar? Like mom's voice? Well, maybe I was so absorbed in thinking that I had hallucinations. I shook my wet hair hard and continued to struggle. " Feifei, stop running. "This familiar voice sounds a little weak, and it rings in my ear again." Mom! " "I can't help but let out a cry and stopped in a hurry. Looking back, the strong wind mixed with heavy rain seemed to engulf the weak mother due to illness. She walked towards me with difficulty step by step. "Xue Fei, take the umbrella away quickly." I quickly put my raincoat on my body and looked at my mother who had been beaten by the wind and rain. I only feel that her face is getting paler and paler, holding her cold hand, and I only feel a hot "rain" flowing into my mouth, salty and sweet …

Motherly love is like a breeze and drizzle. Can't touch, can't see, but let people feel the deep maternal love everywhere.

Story 3:

Once upon a time, there was a man whose family was very poor. She gave birth to a child by herself and could not work. Moreover, her husband's foot is broken, and he has to take a wheelchair, so he can only live on things sent by others and vegetables he planted before. This kind of life is both sad and difficult. The child's name is Melissa Zhou, and her name is Melissa Zhou, because she was born in the snow.

As the days passed, Melissa Zhou was going to primary school. But her parents are worried about how they will pay for their tuition in Melissa Zhou, because their family is too poor to live on. Later, Melissa Zhou's parents thought that some people also gave the borrowed money to their children to pay their own tuition. So Melissa Zhou's parents began to borrow money from other people's homes every day, and they came back with big heads every day, even several times, until late at night.

One day, my parents went out with Melissa Zhou, and Melissa Zhou wanted to take her to borrow money. (Of course, Melissa Zhou didn't know that Mom and Dad lent her money every day, so he thought it was to make ends meet! ) But I haven't borrowed from many families. Later, my parents took Melissa Zhou to a school. It turns out that my parents took Melissa Zhou to school.

"Remember, we have to listen to the teacher when we get to school. We believe that you will definitely get good grades for us! "

On this day, Melissa Zhou's love for his parents became deeper and deeper. A few years later, Melissa Zhou grew up and worked. Melissa Zhou didn't disappoint her parents because she got good grades and went to a good school. Melissa Zhou has found another good job recently. Soon, Melissa Zhou's family became a little rich.

One day, when a thief heard these things, he immediately thought of stealing money from Melissa Zhou's house. Just then, the thief saw Melissa Zhou go out and left the door unlocked, so he rushed in, regardless of whether there was anyone at home. Unexpectedly, Melissa Zhou's family broke a leg, her father and mother. So she has been going backwards. Later, Melissa Zhou heard a thief rush into her house, so she came back at once. When she came back, she really saw a thief chopping at her parents with an axe. Melissa Zhou stopped in front of his parents without thinking, and Melissa Zhou sighed and fell to the ground. Melissa Zhou remembered that her parents had treated her like this before, and even her family was so poor that she struggled to get her to study. Moreover, it is not easy for parents to raise themselves, so they desperately stand in front of their parents.

The thief saw that he had killed someone and ran away at once.

Ah! Melissa Zhou grew up in maternal love all his life and died in it. Her parents kept her alive, and their love made her die. What a tragedy!

Story 4:

This is a true story. This is a poor family. No sooner had my son entered primary school than my father died. The girls helped each other and gently sent their father away with a pile of loess.

The mother did not remarry, but took pains to pull her son. At that time, there was no electricity in the village My son reads aloud and draws pictures under the oil lamp every night. My mother took a needle and thread and gently and carefully sewed maternal love into her son's clothes. Day after day, year after year, when the awards were hung on two colorful walls, my son grew up like bamboo in spring. Looking at his son who is half a head taller than himself, the wrinkles in his eyes are full of smiles.

The trees all over the mountains are in autumn, and my son was admitted to the county key no.1 middle school. My mother suffers from severe rheumatism, so she can't do farm work, and sometimes she doesn't even have enough to eat. At that time, in No.1 Middle School, students took 30 kilograms of rice to the canteen every month. Knowing that his mother couldn't figure it out, the son said, "Mom, I want to quit school and help you with farm work." The mother touched her son's head and said lovingly, "My mother is really happy that you have this heart, but you have to study." Don't worry, your mother will have a way to support you when she gives birth. You go to school to register first, and I'll deliver rice later. "The son stubbornly said no, the mother said no, and the son still saidno. The mother waved a rough slap and actually hit her in the face. This is the first time that a 16-year-old son was beaten. ...

My son finally went to school. Looking at his distant back, my mother was silently meditating.

Not long after, a late mother arrived in the dining hall of County No.1 Middle School. She limped into the door and panted heavily as she unloaded a bag of rice from her shoulder. Master Xiong, who is responsible for the registration of the palm scale, opened the bag and grabbed a handful of rice and looked at it. He frowned and said, "Your parents always like to take advantage of small things. You see, there are early rice, middle rice, late rice and polished rice here, which simply makes our canteen a miscellaneous rice barrel. " Mother blushed and even said she was sorry. Master Xiong accepted it without saying anything. Mother took out a small cloth bag and said, "Master, this is 5 yuan, which is my son's living expenses this month.". Please give it to him. " Master Xiong took it and shook it. The coins in it jingled. He joked, "What, you sell tea eggs in the street?" Mother's face turned red again. She stammered thanks and limped away.

At the beginning of another month, my mother came into the canteen with a bag of rice. Master Xiong opened the bag to see the rice as usual, his brow furrowed, and it was still mottled rice. He wondered if he didn't make it clear to his mother last time, so he slowly said to her, "We will accept any rice. But the varieties should be separated and must not be mixed together, otherwise they will not be cooked and the cooked rice will be raw. I won't accept it next time. " Mother asked with some trepidation, "Master, my meal is like this. What should I do? " Master Xiong smiled and asked, "Can you grow a hundred kinds of rice on an acre of land in your home? Too funny. " Being robbed, my mother didn't dare to say anything, and Master Xiong ignored her.

At the beginning of the third month, my mother came again. Master Xiong flew into a rage when he saw rice. In an almost irrational tone, he angrily scolded, "Hey, how can you be stubborn when I say you are a mother?" Why is it still mixed rice? You, how did you recite it today, or how did you recite it! "

Mother seems to have anticipated it. She knelt down in front of Master Xiong. Two lines of tears welled up in her sunken eyes: "Master, let me tell you the truth. I pleaded ... for this meal! " Master Xiong was surprised, his eyes widened and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Mother sat on the ground, rolled up her trouser legs, revealing a pair of stiff and deformed legs, swollen into a spindle shape ... Mother wiped a handful of tears and said, "I have difficulty walking in the late stage of rheumatism, let alone farming." My son is sensible and wants to drop out of school to help me. I fanned him to school ... "

She explained to Master Xiong that she had always kept secrets from the villagers, and she was even more afraid that her son would know and hurt her self-esteem. Every day at dawn, she quietly went to beg in the village more than ten miles away with empty rice bags and sticks, and then sneaked into the village after dark. She collected rice and sent it to school at the beginning of the month ... My mother was talking, and Master Xiong was already in tears. He lifted his mother up and said, "Good mother, I'll tell the headmaster at once to let the school donate money to your family." The mother shook her hand in panic and said, "No, no, if my son knew that his mother was begging him for an education, it would ruin his self-esteem." Affect his poor study. I appreciate the kindness of my host, please keep it a secret for me, remember to remember! "

Mother limped away.

The headmaster finally learned about it and quietly reduced his son's tuition and living expenses for three years in the name of poor students. Three years later, my son was admitted to Tsinghua University with a score of 627. On the day of seeing the graduates off, the county No.1 middle school was noisy with gongs and drums, and the principal specially invited the mother's son to the podium. I've been wondering all my life: how did you invite me to the stage when several students got high marks? What is even more surprising is that there are three bulging snakeskin bags piled on the stage. At this point, Master Xiong came to the stage and told the story of a mother begging for food for her children. The audience was silent. The headmaster pointed to three snakeskin bags and said emotionally, "This is the three bags of rice that my mother got in the story. This is the food that money cannot buy in the world. Please welcome this great mother to the stage. "

The son looked back doubtfully and saw Master Xiong helping his mother to move to the stage step by step. We don't know what our son was thinking at that moment, and I believe that the shock to him is no less than the stormy waves. As a result, the warmest family scene in the world was staged. Mother and son looked at each other. Mother's eyes were warm and soft, and a lock of gray hair was scattered on her forehead. The son pounced on her and hugged her, crying and saying, "Mom, Mom ..."