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Chapter 221

[Real World: Jun Che’s Memories]

The golden autumn is here again, and the courtyard is full of strong fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

The memory returned to the years when I was with my mother in reality.

As soon as my mother smelled the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, there would be tears in her eyes, pain and regret on her face, and the corners of her mouth would tremble and say: "I was so confused at that time! I was so confused!"

I was very naughty when I was a child. When I was 6 years old, I secretly used the sweet-scented osmanthus tree to climb to the dilapidated fence next to the tree and play horseback riding.

Excited to play, I forgot the danger of being in the towering wall for a moment, and let go of the little hand holding the wall and jumped up happily.

Then, there was a "touch", and I fell directly to the ground, with blood dripping from my forehead, and the pain was so painful that I couldn't make a sound for a while.

Fortunately, my mother found me early, and rushed to a nearby small hospital with me crying bitterly.

Dr. Zhou is over 50 years old and opened a small clinic at home after retirement.He is a Chinese medicine doctor with good medical skills and a kind heart.

Dr. Zhou checked my forehead and other places, and comforted my mother: "Except for the forehead, the other places are just scratched, and there is nothing serious. But the forehead is scratched and requires 10 stitches."

As soon as I heard that stitches were needed, I was so frightened that I cried, and my little face, which was already tearing up from the pain, was directly submerged in the sea of ​​tears.

My mother's eyes were red and she was bewildered as she wiped away her tears for me, but she didn't dare to say yes.

In fact, I can't blame my mother. After my father passed away, my mother worried about three meals a day.How can I have spare money to stitch my forehead?
My mother worriedly asked if there would be scars, and after receiving Doctor Zhou's denial, her face cleared up a lot, but after a while, her face turned cloudy again.

Doctor Zhou treated my wound, wrapped it in gauze, and gave my mother two prescriptions of traditional Chinese medicine, saying that I would come back to change the dressing in two days.

Mother asked tremblingly, "How much does it cost?"

"100 yuan." Doctor Zhou replied.

My mother blushed, and she didn't have so much money on her body, so she had to owe it first and wait until she got back to find a solution.

After returning home, my mother borrowed money everywhere, but because she owed too much money to the neighbors, no one was willing to borrow money. However, the injury on my forehead had to be treated, and my mother was so anxious that she could not sit still.

Two days passed quickly, and I had to go to the hospital to change the medicine, but I didn't borrow a penny.

There was really no other way, so my mother had to carry a basket of eggs and take me to Dr. Zhou's house.Eggs were very cheap at that time, a few cents each.

Doctor Zhou refused to accept it, and when my mother's nose became sour, tears fell down.Dr. Zhou's eyes were also wet, and he comforted his mother: "Okay, I will accept it. Don't talk about money again."

After seeing the injury several times, my mother already owed Dr. Zhou 150 yuan.This was not a small amount in our family at the time.

Going to Dr. Zhou's house again, my mother brought the only hen in the family.Doctor Zhou still refused to accept it, and his mother begged repeatedly, choking with sobs.Dr. Zhou couldn't help it, and said, "Okay, let me buy yours for 150 yuan, okay?"

As he said, he forced 150 yuan to his mother.At that time, a chicken sold for 50 yuan at most.My mother refused to accept the money.

Back home, my mother found 150 yuan in the traditional Chinese medicine paper bag. She went to Dr. Zhou's house that night and stuffed the money in through the crack of the door.

Two days later, it was time to change the dressing again, but my mother did not dare to go. She just sat behind the door and cried silently.Unexpectedly, Dr. Zhou actually found it himself.

During the conversation, Dr. Zhou was pleasantly surprised to find an osmanthus tree next to the dilapidated wall. He immediately said with a smile on his face: "Osmanthus is a good Chinese medicine. One tael is worth 20 yuan! Can you pick it and sell it to me?"

The mother was so pleasantly surprised that she quickly took the cloth bag to pick the sweet-scented osmanthus.After removing it, I weighed it on Dr. Zhou's scale and found that it weighed 1 kilogram.

He said: "It's good now, you don't have to owe me money anymore."

After that, I went to Dr. Zhou's house to treat the wound and change the dressing, and my mother took some sweet-scented osmanthus.Mother doesn't need to owe Dr. Zhou money, but Dr. Zhou has to give mother a little money every time.

Soon, my forehead healed, only a shallow dimple on my forehead when I laughed recorded the experience of the injury at that time...

In the second year, Dr. Zhou fell ill and died.

The mother was very sad and went to Dr. Zhou's house to express her condolences.But accidentally learned a big secret while talking with his wife
——Osmanthus fragrans cannot be used as traditional Chinese medicine!

Mother cried out loudly: "My benefactor..."

Time flies by like a white horse. More than ten years have passed. My mother’s hair has turned gray, and I have grown up and am running around in the busy city every day.

Occasionally, in my spare time, the figure of Dr. Zhou babbling my wounds, my loving mother, and the osmanthus tree full of osmanthus flowers will appear in my mind...

On the nose, there seems to be a faint fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus...

Heh, it’s another sweet-scented osmanthus season...

There is only one life for each of us, and for this one time, I think we should take good care of it.It is true that there are many ups and downs in life, but this should not be a reason to escape from life. Who has a smooth life?Instead of being sad and miserable and hastily ending your own life, why not see it as an opportunity that life gives us to hone ourselves?

However, in the face of setbacks and sufferings, some people choose to kill their own lives with their own hands.Tracing the root cause is irresponsibility to life, neglect of life, and what it leaves the world with only sighs and regrets.

My mother, she has also experienced many trials and tribulations in life, but I am glad that she walked through every step and lived a good life.Often I will help my mother, hoping that her burden will be lighter and less, which is good.

I love that no matter how far we go, we always come back to our roots and have a sense of belonging in the end.We may go a long way in the future, but we should occasionally think of our warm home, and go on our way more cheerfully.This should also be the simplest wish of our dear mothers.

Although the home is lost, the family is happy to reunite.

Laugh and enjoy relatives and friends every year, and celebrate reunion with spring wine.

A family reunion is a fat thing, why bother with surplus warehouses and full boxes?
For a long time, I abandoned my younger siblings to the hunger and cold, and reunited every time because of the season.

Accompanied by Chang Geng and the hundred-year-old reunion forever, the flat peaches are ripe.

Three more wishes, wishing happiness every year and reunion forever.

Although it is lamentable to be poor, the reunion of flesh and blood is also glorious.

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So many poems of the ancients are looking forward to the joy of the family and hope to live happily with the family.

Today, I am sick again, but no one can pick sweet-scented osmanthus for me.

But in order to be able to return to reality, I am still working hard to do tasks non-stop. It is said that in one world after another, I collect love points in order to return to that real world, the world with good memories of my mother.

With the sound of firecrackers, I was still lying on the hospital bed, listening to the cheerful play and laughter outside, I could only envy.

All the happy times with my mother are spinning in my mind...

(End of this chapter)