Chapter 24
After turning the first page, a few large characters came into view - the home in Taolin.It is the beautiful font of my mother. Before, I heard from my father that the peach tree is my mother's favorite tree. Before she met her father, she lived with her grandparents in her hometown.There is a peach grove in the yard of my hometown. Whenever the flowers bloom in spring, my mother always likes to stay in the peach grove and close her eyes to absorb the attractive fragrance of the flowers. She is happiest when the peaches are ripe.Take a small basket and climb up the tree to pick peaches every day.Later, my mother moved with my father to the community where I live now, and tried to transplant a peach tree there, but I don't know whether it was because of unacceptable water and soil or poor care, and the peach tree died soon.The peach groves in my hometown were all cut down due to demolition and new roads.For this reason, my mother was sad for a long time.It wasn't until there was Mo Xiaonian in her stomach that she gradually became happy.

The home in Taolin, I think this is the home full of laughter and laughter in my mother's memory.My mother has lived in that peach forest since she was a child, and there are pink dreams she woven throughout her girlhood.Suddenly leaving, the mother's sadness can be imagined.

At the bottom corner of the first page, there is also a small line that reads "December 1989, 12".This date is exactly his birthday.Could it be that this notebook was bought on the day I was born?Or, is there a few words about yourself recorded in it?I don't know what kind of child she is in her mother's writing.

Opening the notebook, there are familiar characters jumping on the paper, which are the diaries written by my mother over the years.She still remembers that when she was a child, after dinner, her mother would always come to the study alone to write and draw, but it turned out that she was recording every detail of their family life.For so many years, she never knew that her mother still had the habit of keeping a diary.

Reading these long or short short stories, I also shared my mother's little mood of being happy or depressed at that time.

"Today the doctor told me that there was a baby in my stomach. My husband and I were so happy. I stroked my belly over and over again. There was a little life the size of a pea in it. Although it will be a long time before he/she can meet us, I can already imagine the picture of him/her carrying a small schoolbag and holding hands with us..."

"The baby is moving for the first time. The first fetal movement is faint, like a butterfly flapping its wings. I know, this is the baby saying hello to us. My husband drank some wine today and listened to me. I could still see the baby’s little hands when the baby was moving, and I shook my head and said it was unbelievable. Then I stayed by my side and asked me every few minutes if the baby was moving. I was so anxious..."

"The little baby is born, she is a little princess. But I am a little worried. The little one is a little different from what I imagined. She looks wrinkled and has dark skin. Will she be ugly when she grows up?! Her father Said, it’s okay, she’s ugly, she’s also our sweetheart. If she doesn’t get married in the future, we’ll raise her for the rest of my life..."

"Niannian has grown up and is more and more beautiful. Today, it's time to go to kindergarten. But the little guy is extremely naughty. Hearing that he had a fight with the little boy at the same table in the first class, he was really angry and funny. Alas, her father got used to it..."

"Let me just say, these days, Niannian's mood is a bit abnormal. After her father's 'pressing', I found out that she is in a relationship. Whenever that boy is mentioned, she talks endlessly with admiration on her face. , she seems to be a very good boy. But she is so nympho, she doesn't look like my daughter at all..."

"..."

The past in the diary is as clear as it happened yesterday, but it is so far away that I can never touch it again.

When Mo Xiaonian, with tears in his eyes, was about to turn back, he found that the back was blank.And the date happened to be fixed on the day my father left.

Seeing his mother's sleeping face, Mo Xiaonian suddenly felt distressed.After so many years, I can still use my work to relieve my loneliness, and I still have two friends around me who can talk about my thoughts.But my mother can only be at home alone, guarding these memories, how lonely she must be.

Just as he was about to put down the diary and go to sleep, a piece of paper fell out of it.Picking it up curiously, I found that it was a money order for her to send money home, some of which had turned yellow, and each one was neatly pasted on the paper.My mother's eyes have never been very good, and she wore reading glasses at such a young age.She could imagine how serious and careful her mother was when posting these money orders.Mom didn't take her money, but she didn't throw away the money orders either.Maybe, my mother didn't hate herself as much as she imagined, and she wasn't as angry with herself as she showed. At least, she could still ask for her mother's forgiveness, right? !

"Nian Nian, why are you still awake, it's almost dawn."

With that said, my mother turned over again and fell into a deep sleep.

Mo Xiaonian shrank into the quilt, hugged her mother, and laughed sweetly, wishing that this moment could stay a little longer, a little longer.In this way, even if her mother blames her again in the future, she can find her mother's love from the memory of this night, and she won't feel so sad.

Compared with the peaceful scene here, Zhao Lingfeng and Lu Yiming's side was "much more lively".Lu Yiming knocked on Zhao Lingfeng's door one after another, saying that there were too many mosquitoes on the sofa and that the living room was too hot without an air conditioner.Zhao Lingfeng, who had always had a bad temper, strongly suppressed the urge to throw him out to live on the street, and simply ignored him.

"I want to talk to you~"

Lu Yiming finally couldn't bear it anymore and said this sentence.He didn't know why, but the first time he saw Zhao Lingfeng, he found it very unpleasant.Although according to his high standards, Zhao Lingfeng's appearance is almost on par with his own, even higher than his own, but when he sees his arrogant face, he feels angry. It is obvious that he is so sunny and handsome. It is incompatible with him that such a big ice cube is incompatible.What's more, he secretly felt that this person would be a great threat to him in the future, so he had to give him a blow first.

Zhao Lingfeng, who suppressed his anger and opened the door, had a cold face, he wanted to see what Lu Yiming was going to do again.

"Just talk at the door."

Zhao Lingfeng blocked the door with his whole body, staring at this guy impatiently.

"Why can't you go in and say, it's not your room. Hey, you must have done something bad to be afraid of being discovered by me."

As he spoke, Lu Yiming put a hand on Zhao Lingfeng's shoulder, speaking provocatively.

Glancing at the other party's hand on his shoulder with disgust, Zhao Lingfeng was about to turn around and enter the room.Lu Yiming quickly blocked him.

(End of this chapter)

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