[Striver is Youthful Frontline Story] Liu Ximeng: Where is my mother, where is my home
[Striver is youthful front-line story]
"Ding bell bell", when the get out of class bell rang at noon, Liu Ximeng was the first to rush out of the classroom, got on a bicycle, went out of the school gate, crossed the road, and ran to the rental house outside the school.
It's been a morning, she is thinking about turning her mother over, taking her to the toilet, making lunch to feed her, and then giving her a massage to relieve the pain...
Liu Ximeng is a third-year student at the School of Oriental Languages at Harbin Normal University.
School, home, and taking care of her mother are all part of her 21-year-old life trajectory.
"Without my daughter, I wouldn't be alive today." In the rented house outside the school, the mother said tearfully.
"Mom is the light of the house. As long as this light is on, I will not lose my way." Ximeng gently wiped away her tears.
Mother Wang Yanchun suffers from severe rheumatoid, muscle weakness, and cannot take care of herself.
Liu Ximeng, a single-parent family, has been learning to take care of her mother since she was 3 years old and support her family.
"The stove is really high!" Stepping on two bricks, 4-year-old Xiao Ximeng barely reached it.
"The oil is smoking" and "the eggs will be in the pan soon"...According to what my mother said, step by step, when she brought a plate of hot tomato scrambled eggs, she thought her mother would smile happily.
Unexpectedly, her mother kept crying, "It may be too unpalatable to cook for the first time." Xiao Ximeng innocently thought, "Don't cry, mother, next time I will cook something better." Listening to her daughter's words, she watched Her blistered hands and the scorched hair on her forehead were scalded by the oil, and Wang Yanchun's tears became more turbulent.
After school, Xiao Ximeng started to run back and forth between school and home, and her home was far from the school.
Once, running too fast, she fell heavily on the concrete floor.
Seeing her daughter limping home with blood oozing from her arms and knees, her mother blamed herself distressedly: "It's better to die, so as not to drag you down." "Mom, I'm not afraid of falling, I'm not afraid of being tired and suffering. But I'm afraid without you! I'm really afraid, I'm afraid that one day I will open the door and I will never see you again. Without you, I would have no home." The mother and daughter hugged each other and cried.
Grocery shopping, cooking, laundry, haircut, massage, cupping... Xiao Ximeng grows up every day and can do more and more.
In addition to taking good care of her mother, she devotes more energy to her studies.
In the eyes of her mother, her daughter likes to read since she was a child: "Some good-hearted people often donate money after knowing the situation of our mothers and daughters, and also buy some food, clothes and books to come home. She doesn't look at anything else and picks up books Sitting on the small bench can be serious. Everyone said that this child will definitely have a future."
"Rely on knowledge to change fate." Liu Ximeng always remembered what her mother said. No matter how hard or tired she was, she never missed a class.
"Only by studying hard and earning enough money can my mother have a good life," she said.
Hard work comes.
In 2019, Liu Ximeng was admitted to Harbin Normal University with a score of 523.
Holding the admission notice, the mother and daughter hugged each other tightly, crying with joy.
The last time the girls were so happy was when they moved into the low-rent housing assigned by the government many years ago.
"I'm going to college, what will my mother do?" After the joy, troubles followed.
The county put forward a comprehensive plan: "Find a good-quality apartment for the elderly, we will pay the money." The mother strongly agreed: "After tying up the children for so many years, she has never gone out to play, go shopping, and make friends like her peers. Set her free."
But an experience in the third year of high school left Liu Ximeng with lingering fears.
One day, after coming home from self-study the next night, Ximeng saw her mother was pale and sweating all over. She heard from a neighbor aunt that her mother had just fallen ill. Fortunately, she was contacted in time and took medicine, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
"Only I know my mother's body best." She decided to take her mother to college.
"Ximeng, I have seen the day-study application, you can come to study with peace of mind, and leave the rest to the school." Liu Ximeng's heart warmed when she saw the message sent by the teacher. The bursary solved the tuition problem, and the teacher helped the rented house in advance. It is only across the road from the campus, which is very convenient.
"Later I heard that the teacher ran a lot of intermediaries. Look, this house is bright and warm." Ximeng said.
In college life, Liu Ximeng lived a busy and fulfilling life: "I think about it, part-time part-time off-campus, part-time part-time in the school cafeteria, secretary of the college league, member of the organization department, and head of the student workstation, and completed the four-year minor credits in one and a half years." Raised his fingers to reveal his palm, the marks of being cut by a knife when he was a child are still there.
When asked about her future employment options, Ximeng said she wanted to be a teacher. "When I was a child, I wanted to be a doctor to heal my mother's illness. After I went to school, I met a teacher. They changed my ideal." .
Ximeng still clearly remembers one incident in elementary school: one night before the age of the year, it was snowing heavily with goose feathers, and the wind shaves her face like a small knife.
Xiao Ximeng was lying on the window sill, looking at the lanterns hanging in every household, and the adults leading the children to set off firecrackers. Getting closer.
"It's Teacher Li." Xiao Ximeng excitedly called to open the door for the teacher.
"Bring some dumplings, fruits, and hot treasures for your mother-in-law..." The teacher took it out from the bag, Ximeng and her mother on the side were crying.
"Don't cry, child, there is a teacher here. If you have any difficulties in the future, just tell the teacher." Teacher Li took her in his arms, it was so warm!
The extra money in the meal card for no reason, the reduced test paper fee, a down jacket in the cold winter... From elementary school to university, the silent care of several teachers is like that winter night, making her feel that she is not alone.
"I also want to be like them and pass on warmth to the students." Liu Ximeng smiled, revealing a shallow pear nest, "I just finished the interview for the teacher qualification examination, and I am one step closer to my dream of becoming a teacher."
"Home is where my mother is. I want to be grateful for life, for the light of my mother is on, so many people have extended their loving hands." "Life is not as good or as bad as you think. People's fragility and Being strong is beyond my imagination, sometimes I cry because of a sentence, and sometimes I find myself walking a long way while gritting my teeth." At night, looking at my mother's sleeping face and listening to her even breathing, I thought about it. As life gets better a little bit, Liu Ximeng wrote such words in the circle of friends.
(Reporter Zhang Shiying of this newspaper)