A good mother is better than a good teacher

Chapter 18 The True Love Fills the World with Love (5)
A man came forward from the back of the hall, walking slowly as if in pain.He went straight to the little girl and opened his arms towards her.The crowd was in an uproar, and his hands and arms were covered in horrific scars.

The child cried out: "This is the man who saved me!" She jumped up and hugged the man's neck with both hands, just like she did on the night of the disaster.She buried her face in his arms, sobbed for a moment, then, looking up, smiled at him.

"The meeting is now adjourned." The meeting host announced.

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For growing children, the most important thing is to be able to get enough care.True love is more important than all wealth.

Love beyond kinship and blood ties

When Xiaogang was 7 years old, his mother died. When he was 10 years old, his mother walked into his house and became his stepmother.

The folks said: "The stepmother's heart is like the sun in June—too poisonous." Their eyes seemed to tell Xiaogang that a more miserable life was yet to come. In fact, even if the folks didn't say it, the books and movies about " There are already too many stories about "stepmother". The moment his mother walked into the house, Xiao Gang gave her a hostile look.

Xiaogang's father worked as a substitute teacher in a rural primary school, and lived a tight life. After his mother came, he planted two acres of land.Life is gradually improving, but I still worry about food and clothing.A thatched hut, two broken beds, and the most valuable thing in the house is probably the large square table that has been passed down for generations.Every day, their family eats around it.Vegetable rice and radish rice were a common and somewhat extravagant life at that time. My father usually asked Xiaogang about his studies, while my mother didn’t talk much. She sat on a high stool with the bowl in her hand held high. Yes, eat with gusto.

Xiao Gang was placed on a low stool, just enough to reach the large square table.He often fiddled with the rice grains in the bowl but couldn't swallow, feeling extremely wronged in his heart: "If my mother was alive, that big stool would belong to me. But now... what's even more annoying is that I can't even see what she is eating !"

Xiao Gang finally found an opportunity, an opportunity to let his mother know that he is not easy to bully - he found an old small hacksaw.While his mother was working in the field, he moved the high stool that belonged to him, chose a leg, and sawed it from the inside to the outside until a layer of skin remained.The stool looks intact from the outside.But Xiao Gang knew that a person with a little weight would fall when sitting on it.

At noon that day, my mother cooked vegetables and rice, and Xiao Gang and his father's rice bowls were served first.Xiaogang sat in his seat, buried his head in eating, feeling a little uneasy, but hoped that something would happen.Mother was sitting on a high stool with her big bowl in her hand, still holding the bowl high in her hand, still eating with gusto.Xiaogang's plan fell through, and she didn't fall off the high stool.

While answering his father's question, Xiaogang secretly stretched his foot to the side of his mother's high stool, hoping to get the broken leg off, but he couldn't reach it and failed.The clever Xiaogang dropped the chopsticks on the ground on purpose, and when he was picking up the chopsticks, he kicked his foot hard, "click", the mother who was eating all she could not think that the legs of the stool would break, and fell heavily on the ground with an "ouch". .The bowl was not broken, and my mother tried her best to protect it when she fell, but the green vegetables in the bowl were scattered all over the floor, and my mother's clothes and neck were all stained—the mother's bowl was full of green and yellow vegetables, but the vegetables Dip some rice grains on the leaves!The rice grains that Xiao Gang usually considers hard to swallow, but at that moment, on the green leaves, looked so vivid and so precious!

Xiao Gang finally understood that the mother sat so high and held the bowl so high because she was afraid that he would see the withered vegetables in her bowl, and she left the rice to him and his father!

On that day, when his mother got up from the ground, and when his father raised his hand to spank Xiaogang's butt, he threw himself into his mother's arms in embarrassment, and yelled his first, The cry from the deepest heart: "Mom..."

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Sometimes, love can go beyond family and blood ties.People often use "stepmother" to describe a woman who has a bad attitude towards children. In fact, there are many kind women who treat adopted children the same as parents.

a deep tenderness and concern
On Mid-Autumn Festival, when Swaite was 10 years old, he was staying in a free ward of a hospital in the city, preparing for plastic surgery the next day.He knew he would not be able to go out for the next 12 months, endure the pain, and wait for the wound to heal.His father is dead, and his dependent mother lives with him in a small apartment on social welfare.On that day, his mother could not come to see him.

Sweet felt very alone, hopeless and terrified.He knew that his mother was worried about him at home alone, and there was no one to accompany her, eat with her, or even have money to buy a decent moon cake.

Tears welled up in Swaite's eyes, and he buried his head under the pillow and comforter, trying not to cry out.But he was so sad that his whole body shook from crying.

A young trainee nurse heard the sobbing and rushed over, threw off the quilt and wiped the tears from Thwaites face.Then she told Sweet: "I have to work in the hospital today and I can't be with my family, so I feel very lonely. Would you like to eat mooncakes with me?"

Then, the nurse took two mooncakes.She chatted with Sweet to keep him from getting intimidated, and didn't leave until the 4:11 p.m. shift change.She came back at [-] o'clock in the evening, watched the moon with Swaite, chatted, and didn't leave until Swaite fell asleep.

Although many years have passed since this incident, the nurse's voice and smile are still engraved in Sweet's heart. As long as she thinks of her, Sweet will feel a kind of deep warmth and concern.

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It doesn't take much to show love for others, and sometimes a few casual chats can comfort a lonely heart.Sincerely care about others, others will like you, this is a great secret to make the world full of love!

comfort young minds

When Bill was 10, his mother died; his father died soon after, leaving seven orphans—five boys and two girls.A poor relative took Bill in, and the others went to an orphanage.

Bill supported himself by selling newspapers.In those days, there were as many newsboys as there were ants in the vegetable garden, and it was not easy for the thin and small ones to fight for territory.Bill was often punched enough and suffered a lot.From the heat of summer to the freezing depths of winter, Bill hawked on the sidewalk;At a young age, Bill had learned to be cynical.

One late spring afternoon, a tram stopped around the corner, and Bill went up to sell a few newspapers through the window.When the car was starting, a fat man stood on the rear pedal and said, "Newspaper seller, two copies!"

Bill went forward and dropped two newspapers.The car moved, and the fat man held up a dime and laughed.Bill chased after him and said, "Sir, give me the money."

"You jump on the pedal, I'll give you a dime." He laughed, hanging the coin in his two palms.The car is getting faster and faster.

Bill rolled a bag of newspapers from his armpit to his shoulder, and leaped to get onto the running board, but slipped and fell.He was getting up when a carriage behind him squeaked and stopped.

A woman with a bouquet of roses in the car, with tears in her eyes, cursed at the tram: "This damned inhuman thing, kill him!" Then leaned over to Bill and said, "Son, I've seen it all. You wait here, and I'll be back." Then he said to the coachman, "Mark, catch up and kill him!"

Bill got up, wiped away his tears, and recognized the woman holding the rose as Miss Mayovan, the big star pictured on the movie poster.

Ten minutes later, the carriage turned back, and the female star greeted Bill to get on the carriage, and said to the coachman: "Mark, tell him what you have done."

"I grabbed that guy." Mark gritted his teeth and said, "I punched him black and blue in the eyes, and then punched him in the temple. I also got the money back." A coin was placed in Bill's hand.

"Listen, boy," Mayowon said to Bill, "you don't think bad people like that when you meet a bad guy. There are a lot of bad guys in the world, but most of them are good people—like you, like me , we're all good people, aren't we?"

Many years later, when Bill savored Mark's happy description again, he suddenly became suspicious: only for a while, if he had time to chase that guy, would he still give him a quick beating?

True, the carriage did not even follow the shadow of the streetcar, it turned the corner ahead, turned around, and came straight at the child again, at a wounded and hateful heart.And Mark's imaginative and hypocritical description is really a good medicine to comfort the little heart, making Bill feel that there is still justice and love in the world.

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In some special situations, it is very necessary to soothe a wounded heart with kind actions.Even with a little gimmick, the behavior is noble and worthy.

(End of this chapter)