My mother, 59 year old Zhao Chunhua, married today, must be happy

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 My mother, 59 year old Zhao Chunhua, married today, must be happy


She was once a gentle woman,

Its for the people who have to protect all their lives.

Zhao Chunhua was 59 years old when she got married.

The emcee, who was good at sensationalism, handed me the microphone: excuse me, do you have anything to say to the bride?

In fact, for the wedding of Ms. Zhao Chunhua, I have planned it for a long time. I have spent many times in my heart in every process, every link and every line.

Miss Zhao Chunhua, you must be happy.

It must be. Zhao Chunhua said drily.

Who would have thought that Zhao Chunhua, who is famous for her shrewdness, plunges into the river of love and turns into a flower like water.

The pungent Zhao Chunhua is my mother, I am Zhao Chunhuas only daughter.

In the long years when we lived with each other, whenever I disliked that she was not gentle enough, she argued with me: when young, who was not gentle like water, willows and willows, graceful!

Every time, she reads Na [Nu u00f3] as Na [n u00e0]. I have helped her correct it, and she will make mistakes next time.

To prove what she said is true, she rummaged through her young photos and showed them to me.

Zhao Chunhua, standing at the gate, in the park, beside the reservoir or downstairs of a scenic spot, is wearing a white Dacron shirt, blue overalls, or wearing two large braids, or wearing a self-made roll. They look a bit like Song Dandan when he was young.

It looks very gentle and pretty. I said.

What does it mean to look good?

Ms. Zhao Chunhua learned the tone of aunt Baiyun in her sketch: that guy, its quite gentle and pretty. Otherwise, Comrade Zhou Jianguo would not be begging for nothing and would have to marry me.

It was 1982 when Comrade Zhou Jianguo and Ms. Zhao Chunhua met.

At that time, the old moat had not been dredged, nor had it been equipped with railings. At that time, she knocked people into the smelly water of the river.

She was scared to death, but when the man climbed up, the first sentence he said was: you look so beautiful.

I have deep doubts about this statement of Ms. Zhao Chunhua

But Ms. Zhao Chunhua said that at that time, Comrade Zhou Jianguo, who came face to face, was deeply attracted by her beauty and temperament. She did not look at the road at all, so she was so unabashed.

Maybe she was right.

After meeting in the stinky River Valley, Comrade Zhou Jianguo and Ms. Zhao Chunhua set up an object.

Zhou Jianguo worked as a boiler worker in a power plant. The power plant is in the north of the city, and the textile mill is in the south of the city.

In order to meet his beloved girl, Comrade Zhao Jianguo often rode through a city and stood panting on the only way for Ms. Zhao Chunhua to go home from work.

When it was cold, he would carry a baked sweet potato in his arms. When its hot, he carries an old soda.

Sometimes, like a trick, he takes out a box of cream or a red scarf from his arms and hands it to a tender, shy girl

Here you are, Ms. Zhao Chunhua.

This is the way to call Ms. Zhao Chunhua.

It is said that Ms. Zhao Chunhua likes to listen to music. He asked his relatives to bring back a heavy radio from Shanghai so that she could hear Deng Lijuns decadent music every day.

Your father remembers every word I say. Countless times, Ms. Zhao Chunhua showed off half and disdainfully said to me, do you think your mother doesnt understand love? I know nothing less than you

Zhao Chunhua, who knows how to love, has not been favored by love birds all the time.

Not long after I was born, Comrade Zhou Jianguo became ill.

Zhou Jianguo, a boiler worker, left the year after suffering from lung cancer. I was only 6 years old. I was still an ignorant child.

I asked Ms. Zhao Chunhua: Mom, dad is dead, will not come back again?

Yes. But we can go to him.

When are we old?

When youve done what you should do in your life, youll be old.

Zhao Chunhua held me in her arms and said.

She had a familiar, pleasant smell.

Its like every mother has their own flavor.

However, I thought that from then on, I would never be able to sit on the beam of Comrade Zhou Jianguos bicycle and take off like a bird; I would no longer be able to ride on his neck and go to the peoples Square to watch an open-air movie;

I dont have a father. I said with Zhao Chunhua in my arms.

You have, you always have. Ms. Zhao Chunhua cried, your father is gone, which doesnt mean you dont have a father. You used to have a father, now you have a father, and you will have a father in the future.

Many years later, I grew up to be a big girl, and then I realized the deep meaning of Ms. Zhao Chunhuas words:

Admit that you have it, you can do it, you deserve it, you will have it, you can, you deserve it.

However, the gentle lady Zhao Chunhua, a shrew, quarreled with others for the first time, which was also related to the death of Comrade Zhou Jianguo.

When I was skipping rope with those monkey children in the courtyard, a girl named Lei tripped and broke her lip.

She insisted that I was deliberately tripping her. Her mother came to hear the news and said that I was trying to knock her daughter to death, which made people in the family home come out to see the excitement.

Ms. Zhao Chunhua also heard the news, said whether it was intentional or unintentional, as long as there was no major obstacle.

Leis mother, however, said: what kind of mother, what kind of baby, cant do without father, old and small, do not understand the rules.

This sentence, all of a sudden Zhao Chunhua irritated.

Ive never seen Ms. Zhao Chunhua so fierce that I cry in horror.

Dont think that orphans and widows are easy to bully! Im going to hit people when Im in a hurry!

Later, I learned that the reason why Leis mother treated me and Zhao Chunhua so much was that after Comrade Zhou Jianguo was away, Leis father once bought coal briquettes for our family twice.

Whats wrong with widows?

1u3001 Since then, no one dared to call me baby without father.

3u3001 Originally soft and weak Zhao Chunhua, since then, has become a shrewd woman walking with murderous spirit.

Under the age of 30, she still looks good, and refuses to please and help all the married uncles and uncles in the power plant family home.

Even Zhou Jianguos best friend, she deliberately kept a distance.

When I was young, I didnt understand the indifference of Ms. Zhao Chunhuas life as a nun of extinction.

Later, when I became a married woman, I saw with my own eyes that those married, divorced and widowed women were misunderstood, beaten and stigmatized because they didnt understand the boundary. Only then did I gradually understand the soberness of Ms. Zhao Chunhua

The reason why she lived as a team was because she was proud and lonely.

On his deathbed, he took his little daughter Zhao Chunhuas hand and said, Erni, what Im most worried about is you. Youre alone. Its too hard.

The implication is that he hopes that Ms. Zhao Chunhua will become a family again.

There are also relatives, matchmakers for Zhao Chunhua, unmarried, divorced, widowed, but all of them are fate passing by.

Mom, if you dont get married, am I holding you back? I asked.

While cleaning, Ms. Zhao Chunhua said without raising her head

How can you be so capable. I dont like these people. I cant forget your father. I cant forget his kindness to me.

This woman, once flattered by a man, doesnt want to make do with it at all.

After Comrade Zhou Jianguo left, I became a small follower called by Ms. Zhao Chunhua.

She taught me how to cook, how to lock the door and open the door, how to wash and take a bath, how to protect myself when I walk on the road or stay at home, and how to identify strangers, good or bad.

No matter where you are, as long as an adult says to take you to his house and ask you to help, you should not go. Ms. Zhao Chunhua said, there are adults all over the street. There is nothing to do. I have to ask children to help. Most of them have no good intentions.

But Ms. Zhao Chunhua likes to help others

Zhao Chunhua has to be busy when he meets those who have lost their way, who have lost their wallets, beggars, or who come from the countryside to sell fruits and vegetables.

Downstairs, there is an old woman who lives alone with a dead man and son. I call grandma sun. As long as Zhao Chunhua makes dumplings, fried fried dough sticks, or stewed spareribs, she will let me send some to grandma sun.

Every new years festival, the clever Zhao Chunhua, when making new clothes for me, will also make a set for grandma sun.

Sometimes, when Zhao Chunhua was on the night shift, grandma sun would come to my house and watch me do my homework and sleep.

Your mother is a good man. Said Grandma sun.

Then why do people speak ill of her, that she is a shrew? I asked grandma sun.

Because your mother wants to protect you. Grandma Sun said, when you grow up, you understand.

Before I grew up, Ms. Zhao Chunhua was laid off.

When the textile factory closed down, she and a large group of old colleagues had to find a new way out.

Zhao Chunhua, a laid-off worker, rented a store on the street opposite the family home to make cloth curtain. My grandfather was an old tailor, and she was well-known.

It was the late 1990s. I was over ten years old. Under the education of Ms. Zhao Chunhua, I could fry tomato and eggs, cook white rice, wash clothes clean and clean the room.

When the curtain shop is too busy to leave, I will finish my homework, put the food in the incubator, cross the road, and send it to Zhao Chunhuas shop.

Then, we two in a pile of flowers, the bench as a table, head to head to eat.

After dinner, Zhao Chunhua wiped his mouth, stepped on the sewing machine, and went to work.

Looking at the rough, busy and no longer young Zhao Chunhua in front of me, and Zhao Chunhua, who is gentle, dignified and foreign-looking in the old photos, the difference is getting bigger and bigger. I think of Comrade Zhou Jianguo, when he was critically ill, touched my little hand with his skinny hand, saying:

Girl, you should study hard in the future.

From then on, I began to study hard.

Standing on the balcony on the third floor of my house, you can see the spring flower curtain shop of Ms. Zhao Chunhua across the street.

Most of the time, Zhao Chunhua can close the shop early, or take some odd work back to do at home.

I had a quarrel with a competitor who deliberately blocked up the garbage at the door of my shop; I had a quarrel with the owner of a video shop who went to my store to talk about pornographic jokes when he had something to do. He took the two bear children who robbed me of my pocket money on the way to school and sent them to the police station

The more I grow up, the more I can see the beauty beyond age and gender

In her own way, she defended the boundaries and dignity of herself, and also gave me a stable home.

Relying on that small curtain shop, Ms. Zhao Chunhua supported me from middle school to university.

On the Bank of Erhai Lake in Dali, Ms. Zhao Chunhua yelled at a blue wave: Zhou Jianguo, Niuniu is admitted to university!

I know, Ms. Zhao Chunhua, you are working hard. I love you!

After the University, I want to work study, Ms. Zhao Chunhua disagrees: your mother can still earn money to support you, you just have to study hard.

When I was a junior, I talked about a boy friend from Shandong, who was tall and big and was very good to me.

Ms. Zhao Chunhua was very happy when she knew that: when Niu became a family, I would close the curtain shop and go to the University for the aged.

But later, when I graduated, my boyfriend, who had agreed to work with me, followed the arrangement of my parents and went back to my hometown in Shandong and soon talked about a new girlfriend.

The boy, 3 years older than Zhao Chunhua, died of his mother early, and had two younger brothers, only two blocks away from my grandmothers.

In middle school, he liked Zhao Chunhua, often waiting for Zhao Chunhua in my grandmothers lane. Muddleheaded, Zhao Chunhua also likes him a little.

But my grandparents disagreed, because Zhao Chunhua had to be a mother for their family. It was too hard to live.

Later, Zhao Chunhua broke up with the boy.

Hate. Zhao Chunhua said, life is a choice, ah, can not because of this choice, regret not that choice, this is not regret, is greedy.

Under the influence of Ms. Zhao Chunhuas personal statement, I soon got out of love. After graduating from University, I went home to teach and met my husband who was a civil servant.

Its amazing that we both met because of an accident

I came back from work by bike and was hit by a motorcycle driver. He didnt hurt me. He had to take me to the hospital.

After going to the hospital for examination, he was not at ease. He asked me again and again, how is your health OK?

Is it that Zhou Jianguo sent him to protect me?

After we were good, I learned that his mother was a customer of Chunhua curtain shop, and his father was the nephew of my granddaughter downstairs.

Your mother is a good man. The first time I went to my husbands house, my parents said so.

Good people will get good results.

After I got married, I mobilized Ms. Zhao Chunhua again and again to close the curtain shop.

Although, over the years, the store has grown, the business is getting better and better, and two helpers have been recruited, but I think it is time for Ms. Zhao Chunhua to have a rest.

But she disagreed: Im too busy.

It wasnt until later that I went to see her in the shop and ran into uncle Han, who was about the same age as her, that she was reluctant to close the curtain shop. Maybe she was waiting for someone

His old wife has been gone for five or six years.

The wrinkled face of Ms. Zhao Chunhua was as shy and bright as a girl in her eyes. When she saw me, she was like a girl student in love who was caught by her parents

The old house is going to catch fire.

Do you agree? Zhao Chunhua pulled me aside and asked.

I looked at the as like as two peas, who were not so impressed by the great and handsome Korean uncle of the founding of Zhou, and looked at Zhao Chunhua, who was almost as old as a year old, who had been bent back and dressed in a white cloud aunt with a green marten.

She became love to smile, more words, more enthusiasm, no longer like a hedgehog, see everyone erect all over the thorn.

And life, and prejudice, and rumors, against half of her life, in the most beautiful sunset red, gradually relaxed.

Her transformation made me understand for the first time:

And this kind of protection can not be given by Zhou Jianguo of another world or me of this world.

At the wedding, when I handed the hand of Ms. Zhao Chunhua to Uncle Han, I thought of Zhou Jianguo again.

Therefore, I gave up the lines I had prepared before, imitated his tone and said that:

On the night of Ms. Zhao Chunhuas marriage, I once again dreamed of Comrade Zhou Jianguo.

He said to me happily, thank you, Niuniu.

As I was a child, he touched my head and said, thank you for marrying Ms. Zhao Chunhua.

I asked him again: Dad, my mother got married, arent you sad?

Comrade Zhou Jianguo laughed: Im here, give you two applause! You will cross the better!

When I woke up from my dream, I looked at the children and men who fell asleep safely beside me. For the first time, I felt honored for my parents

Ms. Zhao Chunhua, she is really a good woman.

Im going to live them both for the rest of my life.

Because, in this world, the best love is not possession, but accomplishment; it is not ambiguous, but magnanimous; it is not without pain, but through pain; it is not day and night, but on earth.

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The picture in this issue is from love in the 1980s

Free time flowers bloom (ID: xsha369): the author Liu Na, an old girl born in 1980s, a psychological counselor, an emotional columnist, and an original writer of popular articles. She can write love stories and hot topics of parent-child education. She is known by readers as a middle-aged woman who can be literary and rational, and a silly big girl who dares to be tender and stubborn.