the most beautiful time

Chapter 9 I'm waiting for you after the show (1)

I never liked my mother, always thought she was the busiest person in the world.I remember when I was young, she never had time to accompany me when there were movies or theater troupes in small towns.She always sent me to the entrance of the cinema, bought a ticket for me, and then walked out against the parents who came to watch the movie with their children.Occasionally, when I look back and see that I am still standing there, looking at her back with dissatisfaction, I will wave my hand and repeat the same sentence: I will wait for you after the show.Yes, the only thing she can give me is to wait for me to squeeze out of the crowd at the gate of the cinema after the show, and then drive me home on a bicycle.Besides, she never gave me any more time.

That year there was a rare puppet show in the small town.It is my favorite Andersen's "Sleeping Beauty". In order to attract the audience, the theater offers special parent-child tickets. As long as parents are with them, the tickets will be discounted by 7%.Almost all the classmates around me are accompanied by their parents, but I am the only one who can't persuade her after exhausting all the tricks.As usual, she said lightly: "Mom is busy, I will give you the money, go and see for yourself, after the show, I will wait for you by the red pillar at the door.

I finally didn't tell her that this was a task assigned by the teacher, and I needed to write an article about my impressions of watching a puppet show with my parents, and the article must include the conclusions drawn after discussing with my parents.After her father passed away, she became more and more busy, busy with work, busy with cooking and laundry, busy with seeing sick grandma; or, busy with finding one stepfather after another for me.On the way she sent me to the theater that night, a woman with an ugly smile stopped her and said, there is another suitable partner, do you have time, let's meet up?She looked at me with a cold expression, smiled embarrassingly, and said, let's talk about it later.This sentence made me finally give up the idea of ​​persuading her to go in at the theater entrance.She has her relatives to watch, and I also have my plays to watch, so let's go our separate ways without interfering with each other.

At the entrance of the theater, she bought me a hot sweet potato and said, "Look at it well, and tell my mother about it after watching it."I took the ticket in her hand, ignored her, went into the theater with the flow of people, and let her stand there, shouting: "An'an, sweet potato!" I watched that scene casually.On my left, Su Xiaowan, the proudest white swan in the class, was sitting with her braided braid, sharing a bag of delicious popcorn with her mother.Occasionally, she would sit coquettishly on her mother's lap, hold her head high, and glance at me triumphantly from the corner of her eye.And on my right is the little overlord Chen Kaize, he chatted with his father for almost the whole scene.I know he was just posturing, who doesn't know that his composition is the worst in the class?
But, who cares that Su Xiaowan is showing off to me, and Chen Kaize is trying to beat me who gets the highest score every time?I only know that the students around me are accompanied by their parents, but I am sitting alone near the corridor, coldly accepting the sympathetic gaze of outsiders.When Sleeping Beauty was finally awakened by the prince's kiss, all the audience stood up and cheered.Chen Kaize even stood up on the seat in a ostentatious manner, using the sound of stomping presumptuously to attract the attention of the people around him.Everyone understands that he just put a few dazzling red stripes on his uniform to make people see his majestic father.But Su Xiaowan pretended not to care, and asked me loudly: Hey, An An, why didn't your mother sit with you?

Amidst the din, I quietly squeezed out of the crowd and out of the theater.I think I would rather fail to complete the homework assigned by the teacher, and no longer want such obvious provocation and ridicule.

The night in early spring was still very cold. I only pushed the door lightly, and then closed it immediately. Looking at the clock on the wall, there were still more than ten minutes before the end and the actor's curtain call.And mother, maybe she hasn't finished kissing her yet.In the empty hall, there were only two women, who were gossiping about other people's parents.After a while, one of them went out for a walk, and when he came back, he said lightly: The female worker in the cotton factory was standing in the air duct again, accompanying her daughter in the theater to watch a play.And the other, while knitting a sweater, replied disdainfully: I heard that her husband passed away, why don't she find a rich man and marry her, so that she won't even be willing to spend a movie ticket for herself? .

My heart suddenly ached sharply.Step by step, I walked towards the door with difficulty, and then slowly opened the thick cotton curtain.The wind was blowing into my clothes, and through the faint street light at the door, I saw her, standing behind a pillar in the theater, curled up, pacing up and down.The wind messed up her hair, tossed her collar, and almost knocked her thin to the ground.

It turned out that she had been lying to me all the time, and all the reasons for being busy were just to save a ticket, even if this little money could only buy me a pen.But I was only concerned about complaining about her, but I forgot that in fact, she has been using lies to maintain my self-esteem carefully.

I was crying and walked towards her. When she saw me, she immediately came up to her and said, the play must be very good. Look, there are still tears on your face.I hugged her and wiped all the remaining tears on her clothes.She patted my shoulder and said, Ann, don't cry, you see your sweet potato is still in my arms, it's hot.

I sat on her back seat and ate sweet sweet potatoes. For the first time, I felt that her back was originally a piece of the warmest sunny hillside. That piece of warm sunshine.

The child Yuqing is the 4-year-old daughter of my sister.Every time I go back, she spends half a day hiding behind her mother and silently examining me.I tempted her with hundred-yuan bills, beef jerky, and peeled toffee to hook her drool, but she was unmoved. Here, it doesn't play much role.As usual, she looked at me shyly behind grandma, and ignored the adults' slightly angry and rude comments.

But it was only half a day, and she warmed up with me all the time.Even when I go to the bathroom, she follows me every step of the way.Sometimes she couldn't find it everywhere, and she would be anxious, asking her mother if my aunt was angry with her and hid away and refused to see her?The adults lied to her and said, yes, who told you not to eat well and run around. If you sit down quietly, my aunt will be happy to see it, and she is willing to play with you.Sure enough, she sat down on the sofa without saying a word, stopped walking around, and put her hands behind her back as if she was in a kindergarten. It seemed that there was an aunt's eyes watching her all the time.I often forget to look for her, let her sit on the sofa alone for a long time, finally couldn't bear it anymore, went upstairs and knocked on my door, and said sadly, "Auntie, are you really angry with me?" What?I was busy with my own affairs, so I said to her, how can it be, my aunt likes you so much.Such a perfunctory sentence always made her jump downstairs happily and tell her mother and grandma the exact words.

The adults often tease her, saying, beef jerky or a new book, which one would you rather ask your aunt to buy for you?She was greedy for beef jerky, without even thinking about it, she said, I want beef jerky!The adults laughed at her, knowing how to eat, how can she go to Beijing to go to university in the future.After finishing speaking, he tried to persuade her: the teacher likes reading children the most, and those who eat beef jerky must beat the pointer in class.She was probably frightened, thought for a while, and when the adult asked the question again, she reluctantly said: Then ask for a new book.The grown-ups were happy that she finally got the hang of it, but she quietly lay in my arms and whispered: Yuqing likes to eat the beef jerky bought by my aunt the most.I smiled and hooked up with her, and whispered back to her, okay, next time my aunt will buy beef jerky for you, and let grandma read the book.

I gave her two hundred-yuan bills, and grandma took out five one-yuan bills to exchange for her. She immediately accepted it with a smile, and as if she had got a big deal, she showed it to her mother, saying that it was more money from grandma. .Mom laughed at her stupidity, but she refused to admit it, and retorted that the teacher told me that five pieces of candy are more than two pieces of candy.

In the kindergarten, she had a dispute with a little boy because of a toy. The boy pushed her to the ground. She stood up and bit the boy's arm.The teacher came over and criticized her, but she didn't say a word, letting the little boy complain first.After school, the teacher said in front of her mother that she was unfriendly, she still did not refute, but when the teacher turned around, she told her mother tearfully that it was the little boy who pushed her down first.Mom reprimanded her, what's the use of saying now, why didn't I tell the teacher earlier.She bit her lower lip on the back seat and repeated the sentence: He pushed me down first.

There were so many people performing in the kindergarten, she didn't give gifts to the teacher, so she was rejected.When the parents came to watch the performance, the young and snobbish female teacher saw her huddled in her mother's arms and secretly felt sad, so she came to comfort her and said, let's put on makeup for Yuqing.Mom was a little displeased and said, "Yuqing doesn't perform, so what are you doing with makeup?"The teacher smiled awkwardly, and Circus said: Yuqing herself doesn't like acting.But at this moment, Yuqing ignored the female teacher's winks to please her, and said, "Mom, I also want to perform with my classmates."The teacher changed his face, turned around and walked away, but she was crying in front of many parents in her mother's arms, and kept saying, "Mom, I also want to sing on stage. I sing very well."During that performance, her mother held her and kept a straight face from beginning to end; the teacher glanced over from time to time, met her mother's white eyes, and immediately looked away.And the child Yuqing, after crying for a while, saw her classmates singing and dancing excitedly on the stage, she quickly burst into laughter, and kept telling her mother, which child does not usually eat well, and which child likes to give food to others? She shares candy bars, or fruit.

Every time I leave, she will send me to the intersection, always with tears in her eyes, and ask me when my aunt will come again to bring Yuqing some beef jerky to eat.I coaxed her that if I study hard, my aunt will send her beef jerky next month.But every time I can't wait until the next month, I talk to her on the phone, but she hides in her mother's arms, refusing to call her auntie.

She has completely forgotten the adult's advice to her to study hard in exchange for beef jerky, and has become that shy child Yuqing again.

(End of this chapter)