Chapter 771

A household in a certain province, a certain city, a certain family building.

After a lock sound, Zhou Jiaqian opened the door and let the child with a schoolbag in. Then she closed the door, stepped on the heels of her shoes at the entrance, kicked off the shoes on both feet, and stepped on slippers.

She took a small breath before speaking, and the final sound was still very light.

"Go do your homework." Zhou Jiaqian said tiredly.

She didn't look over there when she spoke, but just glanced at the wall of the living room in a trance, and finally her eyes fell on the kitchen entrance, put down her commuter bag and walked over.

The child wearing a red scarf secretly raised his eyes, afraid to meet his mother's eyes, and afraid to miss her mother's eyes.

Seeing that Zhou Jiaqian had left after she finished speaking, he pursed his lips, and his mood was not as fortunate as expected, but became more depressed.

The child lowered his head, carrying his schoolbag and slippers and walked into his small room.

Washing rice, cooking, shredding, and cooking.

Zhou Jiaqian's husband was away on business these days, and she had to take care of the child alone.

The couple's relationship is very good. It's not sweet, but warm and ordinary. They have been married for ten years and their son is in the second grade of elementary school.

One of Zhou Jiaqian's colleagues is a chatterbox. A few days ago, he shouted that Qinyi Technology forwarded some V blog, which seemed to be a drama. Zhou Jiaqian doesn't like to watch those family ethics, but her colleague insisted:

"Oh, you have to watch it. There is a man in it who often goes on business trips. In the end, it seems that the work is too hard and he cheats. Isn't it good to watch it early and pay attention? It's a reminder in advance."

Zhou Jiaqian listened helplessly, but she couldn't resist her enthusiastic recommendation every day, so she watched "Difficult" in bits and pieces during work breaks.

She knows her husband well. Zhou Jiaqian knows that her family situation with her lover is different from that of Li Zhang in "Difficult", so she didn't feel bad about Li Zhang and Chen Shufang, but just felt that they were all miserable people.

Unexpectedly, it was the story of Liang Xing and Liang Susu that made her breath tight, and she closed the video page before she finished watching it.

Zhou Jiaqian was born in a very ordinary family.

The relationship between her parents had long been dulled by the daily necessities of life, and they lived more like a couple, so they had a big quarrel every three days and a small quarrel every two days.

As their child, Zhou Jiaqian had been happy and unhappy.

Most families in Longguo seemed to be like this, with countless knots between parents and children.

Those who were sharp and extreme, like the Liang family father and daughter, mostly ended up in a situation where both sides were destroyed, but more families stumbled along, getting angry, getting close, complaining, and loving all the way, and just walked down like this until their children grew up and had their own families.

When Zhou Jiaqian was young, she also had hysterical quarrels with her parents, but no matter how fierce the quarrels were, life was still like this. Now that she has established a family and has become a mother, she has also assumed the responsibility of supporting her parents, and returns to her hometown from time to time to visit, chat, and take care of them.

After all, there are blood ties and the experience of living together for so many years. Close relatives are still different. Several bumpy hearts collided with each other. Now they can still talk intimately and familiarly. There is nothing else to hope for.

The reminder sound of the rice cooker sounded, and Zhou Jiaqian's breathing became tired, but the movements of her hands had formed muscle memory. She served rice and vegetables and asked her son to go out for dinner.

Only the mother and son were more silent at the dinner table. The son ate and glanced at her from time to time. Zhou Jiaqian was very tired today. She got angry when she picked him up from school. The intense release of emotions was enough to burn all the strength of a mother who had worked all day. She was tired physically and mentally, and she didn't say anything.

In a moment, the son put down the empty rice bowl and went back to the room silently.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Zhou Jiaqian, who was eating with her head down, sighed, covered the leftovers with a thermal cover, and put the dishes in the sink first, waiting to wash them later.

She returned to the master bedroom and sat quietly at the table.

It is difficult to accurately describe Zhou Jiaqian's mood - her son's behavior today reminded her of the past, and she couldn't get rid of it for a while.

The matter was so simple that it was not worth talking about.

It was nothing more than that she waited at the school gate today, but she didn't see her son come out for a long time. She called the head teacher and the head teacher said that her son had left the classroom, so she was afraid and anxious to find him. Finally, at the school gate, she heard her son shouting "Mom" happily. Worry, fear and anger all came up at once. She immediately scolded her son and pulled his arm all the way home.

On the way home, Zhou Jiaqian thought of "Difficulties", and thought that everyone has different perspectives and moods on everything.

Then she thought of herself from her son.

She remembered that when she was young, her mother was always in a hurry, and she walked fast no matter what she did. Every time she picked her up from school, she would not hold her hand, but just walked in front of her without looking back.

Zhou Jiaqian, who was still short at that time, could only see her back, more than ten meters away, following behind with short legs.

It was about the winter of the third grade of elementary school. Zhou Jiaqian forgot what she was distracted by at school. When she looked up, she found that her mother's back was no longer in front of her. There was snow in front, behind, left and right, and only some unfamiliar residential buildings and convenience stores.

She stood at a loss at the fork in the road trampled by pedestrians. She didn't know where to go, where her mother was, or how to contact her, so she could only stand there stupidly, waiting and waiting.

After waiting for almost an hour, her mother's figure appeared in the distance. Her face was red in the heavy snow, and I didn't know whether she was frozen or angry.

She walked over quickly, pulled Zhou Jiaqian and started scolding her, scolding her for not following her and for losing this.

Zhou Jiaqian listened with tears in her eyes. She wanted to say that it was you who never looked back and didn't immediately notice that I was gone, so why did you scold me now?

But she couldn't say anything, so she could only cry and be dragged home by her mother, sobbing and wiping tears all the way.

It was a small matter, but it was a thorn in Zhou Jiaqian's heart. Whenever she thought she had forgotten it, she would suddenly think of it late at night, and then feel wronged and sad, and couldn't sleep because of irritability.

It's like parents always have a way to suddenly pour a basin of cold water on their children's heads when they are in a good mood, and then the children immediately lose their smiles and continue to have heart attacks for a whole day or even many days.

In an instant, time stopped, and the wheel turned in reverse. Zhou Jiaqian also became a mother, and her son was as old as she was back then.

As the saying goes, when children become parents, they can understand the painstaking efforts of their parents.

Zhou Jiaqian thought that this was right.

Because she finally knew what it was like to not be able to find a child, the panic, anxiety, fear, the feeling of imagining countless horror scenes in her mind in a few seconds, the feeling of being unable to control the fear that her son was taken away by bad people and could never be found again, which could drive people crazy in such a short time.

So she was just like her mother back then, because she cared too much, so she was afraid, so she was angry, and finally poured all her anger on the child.

Things seemed to stop here.

Just like every warm public welfare film that promotes filial piety and mutual understanding between elders and juniors, the children who grew up finally felt the difficulties of their parents back then, were grateful, reached a reconciliation, and ushered in a happy ending.

But Zhou Jiaqian didn't want to do this, or she couldn't do it.

Yes, she understood the hardships of being a mother and an adult, but wasn't the pain she felt as a child back then also pain?

So uncomfortable.

Of course, people will most firmly believe that they are not wrong, or at least "not so wrong", so Zhou Jiaqian still feels that she was really innocent when she stood stupidly in the snow at that time, and she was really wronged when she was scolded.

Maybe it was her fault that she lost her mind and lost her mother, but I am also a child. Can't I be distracted? It's just a distraction, right?

This thorn in Zhou Jiaqian's heart said this to her thousands of times, but now the situation has turned around, she stands on the mother's side, and similar feelings and understandings force her to admit that "Mom's anger has a reason and should be understood", and she wants to forgive her mother.

This is to deny herself.

Deny her grievances and the scars left in her heart, admit that she was wrong as a child, and should understand and sympathize with her mother.

This is all Zhou Jiaqian's messed up mood after returning home today.

She is a mother now, she stands on her mother's side, but she was also a child, but she still had to stand on her mother's side.

Either deny yourself now, or deny yourself in the past.

How can there be such disgusting, contradictory and unsolvable things in the world?

Zhou Jiaqian, who is nearly 40 years old, leaned back in her chair, tears streaming down her face.

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