I accompanied the flowers that year

Following his mother's personality, Taotao never stopped during meals and kept telling me anecdotes about him at school.

Who was beaten up by me, who was caught and punished by the teacher for passing notes in class, who liked who, etc. Very interested, with a child-like vigor, I can't help but wonder if I was like this when I was a child ?The time is so far away, I have no memory of the things at that time, I swim in the memory for a while, and finally return to reality.

I patiently listened to the relay between mother and son. This is already my progress. After all, I am not the kind of person who can sit down and talk about family affairs, but now, I have to hone everything, even things like how to behave in the world It's no longer the time to let your own temper run amok. Their mother and son are talking about their own topics, but I am planning my future in my heart.

Alas... the future is dark, I don't know where to go, and I don't know how to start my own business.

After breakfast the next day, Taotao went to school very early. Before leaving, he told his aunt that he would bring his friends home after school.

My aunt and I took my mother to the hospital in the village. The clinic was very small, and it would be very crowded if there were two more patients. It is said that he is the best doctor in the village. The doctor struggled there for a long time. After the examination, he shook his head and said, mental illness, I can’t cure it, you can go directly to the hospital.

Looking at the doctor's meaningful face, which seemed to be full of sympathy, I really wanted to scream up to the sky, and go up and beat him up, what are you, why do you say what you say!

This is the result I expected, but my aunt's face is not very good-looking, probably because I said in my letter that my mother was hit and depressed. When she moved here, she felt that something was wrong. I didn't expect it to be really crazy, and it's not easy to reject us at this time, but the expression on her face is extraordinarily dignified. After all, there is a mental patient adopted in the family, and I am still a little nervous. No one knows what she will do. , It’s fine if it’s just destroying things, but what if it hurts someone?Moreover, if Auntie refuses us, it will be justified.

I also know that my aunt is a little embarrassed. If it was the original story, I would definitely leave without saying a word and take my mother away. I don't want to live with other people's faces.

But, where can I go now? I don’t have any money on me. This trip to my aunt’s house was the first time I took a bus in my life. Think, lose your life.

Looking at my mother's delirious face, I once again felt the bleak future.

On the way back, my aunt didn't say anything, so I had no choice but to be cheeky and pretend I didn't know anything, but the atmosphere was extremely depressing. My aunt must be regretting accepting our troubled mother and son. , I know, being rejected, it’s already a matter of time, before we know it, it’s already noon, when we got home, Taotao happened to bring five or six little boys to the house, and several boys immediately turned into In my own world, I started to play and play, as if entering the realm of no one.

After I put my mother in the room, I started to help my aunt cook. While choosing vegetables, I thought about finding a job. Living in other people’s homes like this is not an option. Now I can finally understand that my classmates often complain about the difficulty of finding a job. What's going on, especially now that I am like this, it is even more difficult for people who can't bear hardships and have no education to find a job, or find a job in the countryside?But now I don't have a degree, and I can't do it as a coolie. What should I do, or open a shop by myself?If you open it yourself, you still need a lot of money, which is another problem.

While I was thinking about it, a little boy ran over from outside the house with a toy in his hand, "Uncle!" He stared with big eyes, grabbed my trouser leg with his small hand, and stretched out the other hand in front of me.

I'm a little unhappy, of course it's my own fault, it's just a quarrel in my heart. I'm only 20 years old. The children I knew were very upset when they called me like that. No one called me my brother, so I became an uncle.

But I didn't show it, I bent down with a smile and asked, "What's the matter?"

"This one can't move." He shook the remote control car in his hand.

"Go and do your work, I can do it here." The aunt may see that I am a little embarrassed, so she took the food in my hand.

My aunt spoke, and I didn't refuse. I put down the dishes in my hand and told my aunt that I would return after repairing it. I left the kitchen with him and took a bunch of tools to my room. I took apart the remote control and found that it was not a big one. If there is any problem, I just sit on the bed and start to fix it.

"Can it be repaired?" He slipped into my arms through the gap between my arms, but stared at the car without blinking, his small head blocked my sight, I think he seems to be more interested in repairing things If you are interested, tell him that a button is loose. He nodded thoughtfully, and then asked me what those red, green and green wires are for. I also explained to him one by one. I don’t know if he understands. But he listened very seriously, which gave me a sense of accomplishment and moved me, but his dusty face looked a little funny in such an atmosphere.

Seeing him so devoted, I was relieved, but at the same time, I realized a question, "You...what's your name?"

It can't be my fault, Taotao brought a group of children and didn't introduce them, so how could I know each other.

He tilted his head, looking at me with innocent eyes, "My name is Mu Tianyu."

"What a literary and artistic name." I sighed, "The grass on the shore is far away, and it will be refreshed after the rain in the evening." Unexpectedly, there are still people who know this poem if they have a heart.

Xiaoyu stared at his big black eyes, and looked at me suspiciously, "They all call me Xiaoyu." After all, children, who have not received many words, may not quite understand what I mean, and explaining is very troublesome. I just smiled and didn't talk.

After the car was repaired, he threw himself into the ranks of playing again.

When I entered the kitchen, my aunt had already cooked the meal. Just as I walked to the door to ask them to eat, I heard two little boys whispering in the corner and looking at the mother's room from time to time.