The beauty came closer to Xu Weiwei through the glass, her hands were pressed against the glass, she was smiling with tears in her eyes, and her lips were moving as she said something. Xu Weiwei read her lip shape——
Baby.
My baby.
These two sentences are easy to distinguish. When Xu Weiwei tried to spell them out in his mind, his brain went blank.
This beautiful woman is her mother - her mother in this world?
These two words are really unfamiliar to her. After all, in the first 24 years of her life, her mother's role was minimal, and the only memory she had of her mother was not a good one.
Xu Weiwei was born in a border town in Shannan, where there was extreme poverty and backward information. Until Xu Weiwei went to college, there was not even a cement road in the town, and it seemed as if it had been abandoned by modern society.
Xu Weiwei's father is a mountain picker, and his grandfather is a doctor with good medical skills passed down from his ancestors. With his surname Xu, he is called "Xu Xian" by the villagers. The villagers have a small problem of headache and brain fever, and are too lazy to go to the county seat. After visiting a large hospital, I asked Xu Weiwei’s grandfather to grab a few herbs and drink them.
Grandpa Xu originally wanted to pass on his medical skills to his son, Xu Weiwei's father. In this way, inheriting his own mantle and being the only doctor in the town, although he is still poor, it is much better than earning money by hard work. Unfortunately, Xu's father is not a good student. He gets sleepy as soon as he memorizes medical skills, or in other words, he gets sleepy as soon as he learns. , barely made it to junior high school and then dropped out of school.
When it was time to get married, Xu's father prided himself on being from a "scholarly family" and looked down upon the country girls in the village, feeling that they were not worthy of him. However, he did not want to marry into a poor and remote country if he was well-off, so the matchmaker made several offers. It didn’t work, so I was so angry that I stopped caring.
The delay continued like this. When he was twenty-five years old, all the men of the same age in the village had two children, but Xu's father was still single.
Finally one day, the matchmaker, whom he had not contacted for a long time, came to his door happily and said that she had a good match to introduce to him. The other party is a girl from the county town, an only daughter, and she is from the same family as him, and her surname is also Xu. She looks like Chang'e, with a face as white as a duck egg shell and eyes as big as grapes...
It almost blows people up to the sky.
Xu's father has matured a lot after these two years, and he asked the matchmaker doubtfully: "According to what you said, my family's conditions are so good, can they like me? Are you willing to marry me and endure the hardships?"
The matchmaker clapped her hands exaggeratedly and sighed: "Oh! No one is perfect. He looks good, is educated, and is a college student! That's right..."
Father Xu's intuition was not simple: "What is it?"
The matchmaker said hesitantly: "I accidentally knocked my head. After I recovered, my brain was not very clear. I am not a fool! It's just that my reaction is a bit slow, like a child, but she can understand you when you talk to her!"
Father Xu became angry when he heard this: "What does this mean if you are not a fool? I have been unable to find a partner, but you can't find a fool to fool me, right?!"
"Oh, don't worry! Is grandma like that kind of person? This girl is really good-looking and pretty! She matches you! Grandma just wanted to introduce her to you."
"Think about what you married your wife for? Do you expect her to build rockets? Really? She can give birth to children, recognize people, and just have a hot bed when you come back~"
"It's okay to be silly! I'll listen to whatever you say and I won't quarrel with you."
"In this way, you can meet me first. If you're not satisfied with the appearance, forget it. You won't suffer any loss if you meet me."
"..."
Father Xu was moved.
Unexpectedly, I fell in love with this silly girl whose intelligence was only at the level of a five-year-old at first sight.
The matchmaker didn't lie. She is so beautiful. Her face is white and tender, in sharp contrast to the dark and skinny girls in the village. Her eyes are big and bright, filled with the innocence of a child, and she looks at you innocently. .
"I want her, that's it."
"Hey~! Okay!" The matchmaker returned happily.
On the wedding day, Xu's mother was very happy because she put on a beautiful floral dress. The old lady who often came to her house to see her brought many people to play with her and eat sweets.
The wedding procession gradually faded away, and an old couple stood at the door wiping tears as they watched their daughter get married.
"This is a good thing, we can't take care of her forever." Xu Weiwei's grandfather comforted his wife.
"Hey, I know."
Xu's mother lived a good life for a few years after she got married. Apart from the fact that she was a stranger at the beginning and was afraid of crying for a while, she was a child after all, and she would like anyone who was nice to her.
Xu's father really doted on her to the extreme. He couldn't bear to let her do the dirty farm work. After work, he would always find some wild fruits from the mountains and bring them back to her.
Even when she went to the river to wash clothes, she had to do all the work herself, for fear that she would drown.
The women who were washing clothes by the river would gossip and say in a sour tone: "Oh, Lao Xu, you are so kind to your wife. You serve her just like the eldest ladies in ancient times, unlike us, who are all maids. "
"I said, Xiao Xu, you can't spoil her like this. You have to let her learn to do it slowly. Otherwise, your body won't be able to bear the need to be both external and internal at the same time!"
"That's right."
The women in the village originally lived the same life and didn't notice anything. But when one of them ate the candy, they immediately tasted the bitter taste.
Xu's father had a useless smile on his face: "Her hand holding a pen is as tender as an onion, how can she do this?"
The women agreed, and after they left, they rolled their eyes and muttered: "What can't you do? If you do it once, that's it. It's just pretentious."
"What about the pen master? Do you think she can still write now? She really picked up a broken jar and made it a treasure."
…
No matter what others say, their family is still living well. Xu's father does not allow his wife to have more contact with the villagers. Grandpa Xu is also open-minded and does not require his daughter-in-law to take care of the housework, so his son can take care of everything.
He educated his son very well, except that he didn't like to study.
Not long after, Xu Weiwei was born.
Xu's mother was very happy. Although she didn't know many things, she knew that she loved her daughter and would bravely ask the villagers how to make small clothes.
She would take her daughter for a walk in the village and point out things she found interesting to little Weiwei.
As usual, she introduced herself first: "Baby, I am mom."
"This is a caterpillar. Look, it's so fat. Each segment is just like you." Mother Xu said, touching little Weiwei's lotus-jointed arm, and started laughing.
The villagers gradually accepted her.
As Xu Weiwei grew up, she knew that her mother was different from others, but she did not dislike it. She even rushed up to fight with the children who called her mother "idiot" when they were playing outside.
Nine times out of ten, you will win, because she is very powerful and can hit you hard. When she stares at you, it feels like you are being strangled by her neck and you dare not breathe.
Although they are all of the same age, Xu Weiwei is extra mature.
After the beating, he calmly stood up while the other person was sitting on the ground crying, patted the dirt on his body, and went home to help his mother and grandfather dry the herbs.
Sometimes when the beating was too severe, parents would come to her door, and Xu's mother would hold her hand and apologize to them.
After she left, he squatted in front of her and preached with a serious face: "Baby, fighting is wrong, you can't hit anyone."
Xu Weiwei spent a lot of effort not to laugh.
I thought life would go on like this, but everything was broken on Xu Weiwei's fifth birthday.
