Fast Travel Strategy: Female Supporting Counterattack Manual

Chapter 462 My Mother Is a Fool (16)

Liu Zhanyan, who was rated as one of China's best literary doctors in the 20th century, stood on the brightly lit stage of China's top university and looked up at the originally empty venue, which was now packed.The packed seats were filled with students and friends from all walks of life, all looking at him.

He cleared his throat and wanted to speak according to the script his assistant had prepared for him. His eyes touched the gray-haired old man sitting in a wheelchair under the stage, but he suddenly changed his mind.

He closed the prepared manuscript, cleared his throat again, and said clearly: "Everyone here should be used to listening to speech manuscripts. Why don't I talk about something else today."

Before everyone sitting in the audience could react, the students led the crowd in applause.They have long been tired of listening to manuscripts with fixed formats such as lectures, so new content is naturally welcome.

Liu Zhanyan didn't expect the students to be so enthusiastic, so he started the lecture.

"My family comes from a rural area, and everyone knows this. When I was a child, my father always loved to beat my mother. Why? Because my mother is a fool and often does things that make people laugh or cry, such as pouring white vinegar into a rice vat. She mixed water with the lard she bought. I hated her at that time and hated her for being such a fool that I was laughed at by all the children in the village."

"The children in the countryside are all honest. There is nothing fun in the countryside. It is common to make up songs for people with nicknames. But the person involved didn't think so. What songs did they make up for me at that time, I will tell everyone listen and see."

"Liu Zhanyan, Liu Zhanyan, you are so pitiful at such a young age. The father in the room is always blind, and there is a mother who is too stupid to see."

"Liu Zhanyan, Liu Zhanyan, your father hopes that you will carry salt as soon as possible, in exchange for the salt to earn food money, and by the way, buy some brown sugar for your mother, kindly."

"Liu Zhanyan, Liu Zhanyan, he committed crimes at such a young age that it is impossible to see. But my mother loves me the most, and she looks forward to it at the entrance of the village every day."

"Liu Zhanyan, Liu Zhanyan, you are so stingy that you can't even tell the truth. They say your mother is a fool, but you don't believe it."

"Liu Zhanyan, Liu Zhanyan, do you think you are pitiful or not? My blind father earns a pitiful income, and the fool and my wife at home depend on you to eat, drink, and drink. Although we look forward to having you at home every day, we don't want our fool's son to play with us. ."

He didn't know that in front of all the spotlights, his hair had already turned gray, and when he talked about these past events, he could still vaguely see what he looked like when he was a child.Although he had already let go of these past events when he talked about them, he still couldn't help being in a daze. Everyone sitting in the audience had already been immersed in his narration, so they didn't notice this strangeness in him at all.

"Back then I hated my mum, hated her for being an idiot, hated her for being laughed at by other people. So I didn't talk to her at all, and ignored her. It was like I was a stranger to her. Now that I think about it, I was damned back then."

His eyes stayed on the old man in the wheelchair who looked at him lovingly. His countless apologies never diminished, but only increased with the passage of time.

"Actually, I know that my mother was bought by my father. In my memory, every time my father beats my mother, it is very hard. Every time there is a lot of movement, many people from the village come to watch, let me also It became a joke indirectly. What makes me even more embarrassed is that although the stupid woman is stupid, she is tall, has a good figure, and has fair skin. Even if she is crazy and stupid, many people still want to take advantage of her."

"Maybe everyone who lives in happiness today can't imagine such a place, right? The place where I lived when I was a child was really like this. Ignorance, ignorance, violence, arrogance, and full of obscenity. If I had lived there, maybe I would do that too.”

"But my mother, my idiot mother, suddenly one day she stopped being stupid. She would come over with her fists to help me fight, secretly pull splendens for me to eat, and cover me when I fell asleep. She would put all the straw quilts on me and risk her life to pull me away when my father was slashing me with a knife...she would be there to help me in all my difficult moments. She was like a god."

"No, to me, she is my god. She guides my path, guides me in the direction, and guides me to where I should go. It was she who insisted that I study, and she told me to study The meaning of reading is reading itself, and it is her encouragement that enables me to create something in literature."

"But such a god collapsed on the bed when she was in her early 30s." He couldn't help sobbing, "If life really has a script, I don't think she even counts as a supporting role. Her life, no matter how you look at it, is not favored. Sometimes I think, it should be that she gave me all the good luck in her life. "

"My little uncle used to drive me and her out of the closed village overnight on a motorcycle and let us have a new life. My little aunt took care of my grandparents at all costs during the days when my mother disappeared. And My mother also used her own legs to protect her younger sister, my aunt, and my cousin. When the big car rushed over, she pushed them away almost without thinking. , I was dumbfounded. Because at that time, I also intuitively felt the feeling of death coming."

"Once I asked her, did you pay off the love of my aunt's family by sacrificing your legs? She looked me in the eyes and replied, I have to remember the love of my aunt's family for the rest of my life. Unclear. Since then, I know how much love she has. And my aunt, my uncle, has become my second mother and father. My cousin has become closer to me. "

The same gray-haired old man in the audience was wiping his tears.The speeches on the stage continued.

The old man turned to the aunt beside him, and tightened the scarf around her body.It's hot in the venue, she will feel more comfortable if she relaxes for a while.The aunt just looked at him stupidly, without moving or speaking, but her eyes were as gentle and loving as water.

He couldn't help crying again.His aunt had worked really hard these years and used every opportunity to earn money to support him and his brother, making one of them a famous doctor of literature in China and the other the most famous entrepreneur in the south.But in her entire life, from the time she was 20 years old until now, she has never lived for herself.

"I once asked my mother if she regretted giving birth to me. She replied that I was the pride of her life. I think, standing on the stage today, I can finally admit this."

Thunderous applause.Many people began to wipe the tears from their eyes.

Liu Zhanyan on the stage and his mother off the stage looked at each other quietly and smiled slightly at each other.

Even if you are just a supporting role in life, you can still make a comeback as long as you work hard.As long as you believe it, as long as you do it.

【The task is completed, the harvest is 【responsible】】

(End of this chapter)