When I grow up, I become you.

Haiyan, I miss you so much.

 

In the car that came back from work, my mom sent me such a text message with several typos, but I am used to it. I am used to typing wrong text messages, because she doesn't know pinyin, sometimes she can only guess what I mean from a few words. On a crowded bus, I am very sad to see this text message.
My nephew is three years old this year. He has started to understand what is good and what is bad. Before she was three years old, she was almost in our house. My mother took her. He was very naughty and felt exhausted. At that time, he liked bedwetting, he liked to lie down while sleeping, and occasionally did not wear wet diapers for him at night. If he got up in the morning, he found that he was squatting, and there was no doubt that he had won the prize. In the middle of the night, we routinely eat milk powder. Before we open our eyes, we start to groose and stretch our hands out. Before he was one year old, he grew up in my mom's arms. It takes two years to walk. At that time, all things in this world were new to him. My sister and their family were in town. In the eyes of zookeeper, he didn't want to go back. He thought our family was more fun. Get up at six o'clock in the morning and catch my mom's nose. When you do not pay attention, the pillow is thrown into the bucket. My mom was carrying him for cooking, and he threw the bottle into the pot. Carrying the cat's tail in his hand, he threw it into the fire. Don't go to bed at night. I want you to stay crazy with him. A child doesn't even know where it is uncomfortable. He wants to drink water, get hungry, and want to go out and play, he knew that he could not satisfy his own wishes or make him comfortable. He cried and went crazy. My mom never beat him. I remember again asking my mom, I said why you didn't beat him, and when you hit him, he knew it was so bad that he wouldn't be able. My mom said, don't beat him. When he cries, I think his mother is not around, and I want to cry too. If he is sensible, he won't come to our place to play, we don't have fun here. He's still small, and he thinks it's fun. He won't come to play when he gets a little bigger. Last year, when I went back to the Chinese New Year, I took my notebook home. He thought it was fresh and fun. As soon as he saw the computer, he started to pull the mouse, beat the keyboard, and hammer the screen with his fist, sometimes when I watch something, he runs and starts to make trouble. I start to yell at him and beat him. My mom shouted at me every other time. Don't beat him. If he is sensible, he won't come to play here. At that time, it was raining and snowy. As long as he wanted to go out, my mom or my dad would accompany him out. My dad also hurts him, never beat him, get up in the middle of the night to give him milk powder, give him a bath, wash his hands, wash his ass is my dad, I never knew my dad would be so patient. If one day I was taken home by my sister and watched TV at night, my mom would say that if I was here, now it is estimated that he is switching the power on and off the TV. He thinks it is fun.

 

A few months ago, I called back and asked my mom if she was still in our house? My mom said that he doesn't like playing now, and almost never comes. Every time I think about him, I will buy some delicious food and coax him to play. He will go back in less than half a day, every time your dad wants to trick him into playing, he will buy a box of milk, and he will go back in less than two days, ask him if he wants to drink milk. He says he doesn't want to drink milk. I want to go home. I was so sad to hear this, and fulfilled my mom's original sentence. If he was sensible, he would not come to our house to play, and our house would not be fun. He now enjoys playing with the children on the street. Yes, Zookeeper has started to understand what is good and what is bad.

 

After a while, I sent a text message to my mom. I said, Mom, if you are afraid at home alone, you will go to your sister's house. Now I am still in the car, in a few years, when I buy a house, I will take you and my father over and stay with me.

 

At their age, my parents are still running around for their children, just to earn money. When I think of this, my heart is very uncomfortable. on weekdays, The domineering spirit in my heart, that confidence, at this time, of course, there is no memory. According to the current situation, I don't know when I will take my parents and live with me.

 

Haiyan said that he really just wanted to buy your dad, and you'll have a good time with your dad when you get married.

 

My mom sent me a text message. Correct a few mistakes: Haiyan said that he really just wanted to buy your house. Your father is in good health. hope that you will be home and have a good time with your father.

 

Others don't know. I know that my mom is a weak person. Although it seems to others that my mom is very strong, I never want to admit defeat in front of others. When I was in the high school, I got into the key high school in our city. My parents didn't expect me to be admitted. I am so happy for me. I am talking to others about my children outside, they speak very well. I admit, I am not a good boy, and my parents are looking forward to me taking the exam seriously. At that time, as long as they are learning, they always give me money very well, sometimes I use money to access the Internet and consume it. They don't know. Unfortunately, when I took my college entrance exam, I just passed the second course. At that time, my mom felt like the sky collapsed. So did I, and I also felt like the sky collapsed, this is the end of my world. Later, I had to repeat for a year. In this year, I had to study and review, but the sky collapsed again. The second time I took the college entrance examination, I got a wire worth more than 20 minutes. This time, my parents did not say me, but encouraged me to continue to college. But I knew in my heart that when someone talked about their children and learned how to do it, my parents only listened silently and seemed to be confused when talking.

 

When I grow up, I really grow up without knowing it. The path of my parents is coming or going on. Although my parents have no culture, I can't imagine it, when I was in their age, in that environment, I don't know if I would be as steadfast, so proud, so great as they were.