"Mom! The baby is back!"
"Mom! The baby is back to see you!"
"..."
Yan Dashan rushed to the inner house anxiously, shouting as he ran.
Judging from his anxious look, he looked like a poor child accidentally lost by his parents in a strange place. He urgently needed to see his mother, otherwise a terrifying feeling called "the sky is falling and the earth is falling" would always hang over him.
He shouted all the way, which naturally alerted everyone in the house.
The servants and maids came running over one after another. When they saw that it was indeed Yan Dashan who had returned home, everyone cried with joy and followed Yan Dashan to the residence of Mrs. Yan.
After a while, the following team grew stronger.
But even if all the servants and maids in the mansion arrived, there were only a dozen of them.
And they are all elderly people, like Uncle Huang.
"Mom! The baby is back!"
"Mom! The baby is back to see you!"
"..."
Although Yanfu is dilapidated, it was once glorious, so the entire Yanfu is very big.
Yan Dashan shouted while running, and even fell down a few times on the way...
There had never been a moment when he was so eager to see his mother.
He recalled that a few years ago, Mrs. Yan asked someone to send him a message, saying that she wanted to take a closer look at his appearance... This was the most humble wish of a mother.
That side is most likely the last time mother and son will see each other.
However, due to the complicated situation at that time, Mrs. Yan's simple and humble wish was not realized. For several years, the two mother and son have never met!
Yan Dashan is a filial person.
At this moment, he only needs to think of the scene where his mother asked to see him a few years ago but was unable to see him. How heartbroken Old Mrs. Yan must have been and how helpless she must have been... As long as he thought of these, Yan Dashan wished he could give birth to a pair of wings. He immediately flew in front of Mrs. Yan and asked her to take a closer look.
Finally, Yan Dashan rushed into Mrs. Yan's residence.
It was a simple house.
"mother……"
His voice entered it first.
In the house.
A thin old woman in plain clothes was sitting on a low platform, sewing something in her old hands.
She is Yan Dashan’s mother, Mrs. Yan.
On both sides of her, there was a maid in simple clothes waiting on her, and they were doing embroidery quickly in their hands.
The maids do embroidery to supplement their family income.
Mrs. Yan sews clothes for her only surviving son, Yan Dashan.
This is her only hope for Yan Dashan... She also hopes that after the clothes are sewn, they can be sent to the Prison Department Prison and delivered to Yan Dashan's hands.
Although she has sewed dozens of pieces of clothing over the past few years, none of them have been sent to the prison department...
However, this is the persistence and persistence of being a mother.
Pitiful!
What a shame!
As the saying goes——
Mother hands line, wandering clothing.
Departure thick seam, meaning fear of delay in return.
Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.
…
This scene of master and servant doing embroidery together is peaceful and peaceful.
Until Yan Dashan's shout came in.
"Kuro!"
Mrs. Yan was startled suddenly, threw away the needle and thread in her hand, jumped off the squat and ran towards the door.
"Old lady, be careful!"
The two maids were startled, and immediately dropped their needles and threads to stay on the bed, supporting Mrs. Yan from left to right.
But Mrs. Yan was too excited, and the two maids couldn't hold her back... However, the direction she ran to was not the door at all, but... a wall of the house.
"Old lady, this way!"
The two maids quickly grabbed her and helped her adjust her direction.
Just at this moment, Yan Dashan rushed in.
At a glance, he saw an old woman supported by two maids.
Although she was far from the mother in his impression, he recognized her at a glance. She was his mother, and there was no mistaking her.
"Mom, the child is unfilial. The child is back..."
"..."
Yan Dashan knelt on his knees at the door of the room, crying and kowtowing.
"Kuro... it's really you, you're really back... I'm not dreaming... No, I remember your voice... Jiuro!"
"..."
Mrs. Yan walked over shakily, supported by two maids.
After Yan Dashan kowtowed nine times, he looked up at his mother and said, "Mom, the child is unfilial. The child is back. Take a look at the child. The child is right here..."
"..."
"Okay...Kuroro...my child..."
"..."
Mrs. Yan cried with joy. After being supported by two maids, she came closer, bowed down and stretched out her two old hands to touch forward.
Seeing this, Yan Dashan had already expected that I would hold his face with both hands and look at him carefully. She should have taken this look a few years ago. After such a long delay, I am afraid that I will go crazy thinking about him. .
However.
Yan Dashan, who was kneeling on the ground, was horrified to find that Mrs. Yan's stretched out hands touched the side of his head... in the wrong direction!
This... what is going on? !
Yan Dashan was startled, then horrified, and hurriedly looked into his mother's eyes...
Her eyes were cloudy and lifeless, without focus, and they were facing in the wrong direction...
In other words, Mrs. Yan is blind!
My mother’s eyes are...blind! ? Blind... There was a loud roar in Yan Dashan's heart.
As if he was struck by lightning, his strong body shook three times, and he almost lost his balance on his knees. Something in his heart seemed to be gouged out forever by a sharp blade at this moment!
Mrs. Yan is blind.
She could no longer see Yan Dashan as her son with her own eyes.
…
At this moment, a few years ago, the scene where the old lady asked someone to take a closer look at what he looked like, and the scene where he hurried back to the house just now just to let her see his appearance with her own eyes, flashed before his eyes one by one. …
All he could think of was that a few years ago, my mother wanted to see him but was unable to due to the complicated situation. Today, she was released and finally allowed mother and son to meet each other, but Mrs. Yan's eyes were already blind... Her humble wish as a mother would eventually come to an end. It is not realized!
Just thinking about this made Yan Dashan burst into tears, and the dignified seven-foot-tall man burst into tears and turned into a tearful person.
There is no greater sorrow in the world than this.
"Mom, I'm here, I'm here..."
Yan Dashan grabbed Mrs. Yan's misdirected hands and pressed them on his face. His hands couldn't stop shaking and he cried while saying:
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"The child is unfilial. I am here. Mom, take a good look at the child..."
"..."
…
In the simple house, there were waves of crying.
Mother and son hugged each other and cried.
Outside the house, the servants and maids who followed along the way also wiped away their tears frequently. When the Yan family suffered such a disaster, these servants could still stick to it, which showed that they had already integrated themselves into the Yan family.
Today's situation makes these servants feel particularly sad...
