Jean Love

My brother is an optimistic and confident person. Just looking at his clothes and listening to his words will always make people feel that he is doing well. In fact, only he knows whether he is good or bad, and we don’t know. My mother knows better.

He came from Guangzhou and stayed for one night. At noon the next day, after dinner, he asked me to give me some money. I asked him how much he wanted, and he said that [-] was enough. My mother sat beside me and heard the amount my brother offered. , stopped the toothpick in his hand, turned his head, frowning nervously with a surprised expression: "Are you still going to gamble now?" Looking at his brother.

"No, I've stopped gambling for a long time." The elder brother stood up, avoiding his mother's sight.

"If you don't gamble, what do you borrow so much money for?"

"I'm useful." My brother started to shout.

The mother said: "He also has three sons, and I am also the third son. Why is my life so hard, and why is my child so unsatisfactory?" Then she looked at her brother: "Everyone is so young and strong, and has the ability to do it by himself. To make money, such dependence is not a good thing. When I went to Guangxi, Mao Ya gave me [-], and gave [-] to your wife. Your wife doesn’t want it, so you took it. You come here to open a shop and others will pay for it. , Nian'er is by my side, ask yourself how much you have paid for living expenses. Now that you are alone, can you still support yourself? Just borrow money when you come here, and you can only ask for a thousand. You think Mao Ya is opening a bank, and he is also very It’s almost time to have nothing to do, why don’t you care about these things!” After speaking, she began to wipe away her tears, sobbing humbly.

It sounds a bit inexplicable, but later I learned that patients with hyperthyroidism are more agitated than ordinary people. Moreover, my mother had a very strong personality and demanded perfection in everything. However, what happened to her seemed to be not going well. .

The younger brother was playing by the bridge with Nian'er, when he heard his elder brother roaring loudly, he ran over.

When their mother and son were arguing, I didn't say anything. When the quarrel was over, I comforted my mother first. Seeing my brother was furious, he waved his hands and wanted to leave. When I walked to the rolling gate of the gas station, I called him to stop, stood by the cashier, and said : "Sister-in-law is gone, it may be a big blow to you. Many times, you have to know how to adjust your mood and mentality, and get angry at the people closest to you at every turn. This is very bad, let alone she is a patient. clear."

"Look at her, she looks like she's guarding against thieves. Whenever money is mentioned, it's like killing her." Brother refused to give up.

"You can speak up yourself. As the boss, you are nearly thirty, and you don't know how to reflect. You can't take the lead at all. Thank you, you have the nerve to say it." Mother didn't budge.

I was caught in the middle, and sometimes I didn't know how to coordinate, and the other was sad and sad, like the end of the world.One is broken and broken, looking for death and life, one is my mother, and the other is my elder brother. They are all elders whom I cannot blame and teach.Most of the time, the bamboo pole can only be used to draw water from both sides, but the effect is not great at all. It is still necessary to satisfy the deep-seated wishes of the other party without harming one party.

So, I picked up a pen and paper from the table, "Well, the pocket money I gave you before was all voluntarily helped by me, without calculation. Today, including the restaurant, and the current 1000 yuan, together with the refrigerator and TV, I did the math, and it’s about 8000, close to [-]. I think you’d better give me an IOU. You can just give me a [-] IOU. I’ll write it and you sign it. Okay?" I glanced at my brother, but he was silent.

I wrote it on the cash register, finished writing, took out 1000 yuan from my pocket, and gave it to him.Then he handed the signature pen to his brother and said, "You can check the exact amount yourself. The details are on this piece of paper. There are many scattered things that have not been counted. I just wrote down some larger ones. , You can take a look and sign again."

My brother took the pen, looked at the schedule, looked at the [-] IOU I wrote down, looked at me, hesitated for a moment, then looked at the sky outside, shook his head, sighed, and suddenly, hysterically, put The signature pen fell on the table, rolled for a few weeks, scattered the money on the ground, and the fallen leaves were flying, roaring loudly: "Everyone looks down on me so much, isn't it because I have no skills, well, then I will..."

I saw my brother rushing to his mother with a stride, kneeling on his knees with a bang, and knocking his head three times, muttering: "My son is unfilial and has failed your kindness of nurturing. Today, my son kneels down to you. As gratitude, Nian'er will also ask you, from now on, you will never give birth to me, from now on..."

After finishing speaking, I stood up, walked quickly to the toilet, pulled out the kitchen knife from the glass cabinet with my right hand, and put my left hand flat on the glass cabinet. Standing by the cash register, the mother sat numbly on the bench, the younger brother opened his mouth wide, and the little niece let out a wow and burst into tears.

It was the younger brother who reacted more quickly. He rushed over first, embraced his thin body with his strong arms, took off the kitchen knife in his right hand, and took a few steps back: "How could you do this, how could you do this?"

I went there too, covered in cold sweat, blind, and searched around. Fortunately, the knife was missed, no blood was seen, and no finger was severed. However, the glass shelf next to the toilet cracked and fell down several times. Pieces of glass fell to the ground, big and small, shining brightly, like sharp knives, stinging my heart.

If it's just for the 1000 yuan, if it's just for the IOU, then am I not committing a crime?Thinking about it makes me feel scared, my heart is still shaking, and my little niece is still crying, hiding in her grandma's arms.

Later, my elder brother left angrily, but the money was spilled on the ground. We picked it up and handed it to my younger brother, telling him to follow from a distance to prevent accidents.So the younger brother followed up and followed all the way until Guangzhou. After getting off the car, he called his elder brother. The two brothers ordered a plate of rice noodle rolls at a rice noodle shop in Liwan. Fan, and then returned to Dongguan with peace of mind.

"Are you okay?" Mother asked anxiously.

"It will be fine, it should be fine, if you really have the guts, the knife will not miss it." The younger brother replied flatly.

"Did you give him the 1000 yuan?" I asked.

"Give it."

"Did he say anything?"

"He said that he will pay back your money in the future, he will slowly repay your mother's kindness in nurturing, and he will quickly find a job to do. Also, he said that you don't need to worry, he will not commit suicide, he will cheer up stand up."

The decline of Pepsi in poor families is not known to be a tragedy or a farce.

My mother started to cry again, crying silently. At that time, my mother was very sentimental, and she shed tears easily, as in those years. She always had a bitter face, a sad expression, and she would also smile. A forced smile.

When I went to the fruit farm that day, Aying learned that her mother was coming, and she was eager to invite her to dinner. She enthusiastically asked me to take my mother to the fruit farm. I'm sorry, I'm going to go with you."

"I specially invited you because you came." I said.The mother smiled faintly and did not return.In the evening of the next day, Jinmin drove out. A family of three, including Aying and Dongdong, and our family of four, mother and niece, my brother and I, walked over to a restaurant newly opened by a familiar friend, not far from Hetian Market. Far.On the second floor of the restaurant, we chose a round table near the corner, five adults and two children.

Dongdong is enthusiastic and active, chattering, helping with the bowls and chopsticks, the little niece is afraid of strangers, sitting there, next to her mother and younger brother, not daring to move, the mother is not very talkative, sitting upright, behaved, Aying gave her Washing the cups and pouring tea, she was a little flattered, coy and polite, with a simple temperament, very cute and respectable.

Under the recommendation of the waiter, Aying ordered four dishes and one soup. After the meal, Aying took my hand, stood by the door of the restaurant, and asked in a low voice: "Awen, your mother may have hyperthyroidism, right? She looks so thin. In this way, the eyes are still protruding, which is very similar to the symptoms of hyperthyroidism."

I said, "Yes, it has been diagnosed for more than half a year."

"Oh, no wonder, I think she looks very similar. I have seen people with this disease before, and I want to remind you."

"Thank you."

"Where to heal?"

"At the Municipal People's Hospital in my hometown, I go once a month and get a month's worth of medicine."

"Oh, how is the effect, maybe it will be better to come here for treatment."

"The doctor said that this disease should not be urgent and should be cured slowly. My mother was unwilling to come out because she was afraid of spending money. She has been like this all her life and can't change it. I heard that she came here this time to catch gambling. My brother told me about it. Said that I ran to the fruit field all day, was addicted to gambling, and did not do my job properly, haha, so she came, and the inspection came."

"Hehe, where is it?" A Ying also laughed.Mother they have gone far. "Awen, get in the car and go to the fruit field to play mahjong." Jin Min took the opportunity to boo, opened the car door, looked at me, and made a face.A Ying slapped him on the shoulder, and we smiled knowingly and said goodbye.

The next day, Ah Ying caught a chicken and came out of the gas station, saying that it was raised in the fruit farm by herself, and it was better than the ones bought in the market. She asked us to stew it for my mother to supplement. Thank you all the time, and said: "What an embarrassment, I'm going home soon, eat your food and drink your food, and we don't have anything for you."

"Why do you have to go back when you just came here, and there's not much farm work at home, so why don't you play for a while?" A Ying was puzzled, and took her mother's hand.