"Hello, Teacher Chen, I am He Jingtian, a third-year student in the Department of Biology. I just rented Professor Xu's house on the first floor..."
In the evening, He Jingtian took a plate of home-fried dumplings and knocked on the neighbor's door upstairs.
This is the staff dormitory of S University, so the people living there are basically teachers from the university.
When He Jingtian was renting a house, he specifically asked the landlord, Mr. Xu, who the neighbors of the two households upstairs were.
After cleaning the house and settling down, He Jingtian asked his mother to fry some dumplings and use them to get closer to the neighbors.
Yes, this dumpling was made by He's mother.
Although He's mother was not very conscious, she did not delay her work.
She has been in the He family for more than 20 years, and under the sticks of her mother-in-law and men, she has developed excellent cooking skills.
This is one of the reasons why the He family tolerates a crazy daughter-in-law in Ghana - she can work.
Another reason is, of course, that Mother He is good-looking and can give birth to a son.
However, after He's mother gave birth to He Jingtian, the role of fertility seemed to be smaller.
He Jingtian's biological father, He Laoguai, could still support He's mother. He never thought of throwing away this lunatic like He Jingtian did. It was because He's mother could still take care of him.
After all, for He Laokai, whose family conditions are not good and who is lame himself, he could not find a wife when he was young. Now that he is older, it is even harder to find one.
What's wrong with the madman
First, don't delay your work, and second, don't delay your warm bed.
When you're in a bad mood, you can give her a few blows, and you don't have to worry about your parents coming to your door.
Everyone in the village laughed at He Laokai for marrying a crazy wife, but only He Laokai knew in his heart how comfortable his little life was.
Mother He is a good cook and loves to be clean. As long as she is not sick, she will keep her home and herself clean.
He Jingtian has despised his mother as a lunatic since he was a child, but when his mother cooked, he still ate very deliciously.
delicious!
The same fried dumplings, the ones made with milk have a strong Kasou flavor, but the ones made by my mother are oily, fragrant and crispy.
In his childhood when there was a shortage of oil and meat, this was definitely the delicacy that He Jingtian dreamed of eating.
Even if He Jingtian is reborn, he has eaten so many delicacies in his previous life, but what he misses the most is his mother’s fried dumplings!
But now in the early 1990s, people's economic conditions are much better, goods are bought and sold freely, and goods are abundant.
However, as a gift for a new neighbor to visit, a plate of home-fried dumplings is not too bad.
This is also true. Teacher Chen from the east door on the second floor saw He Jingtian coming in with a plate of steamed buns, and a flash of approval flashed in his eyes.
He heard about He Jingtian when he was in school.
When I passed by the first floor after getting home from get off work, I saw a busy figure coming in and out.
As a teacher, I still feel very pity and love for students like He Jingtian who come from difficult families but have excellent academic performance.
"It's okay if we couldn't run into each other before. Now we're all neighbors. Let's help each other out."
As a result, before he could discuss with his wife about sending some meals to He Jingtian and his son downstairs, their children came to the door with gifts.
The gifts he gave were not just random vegetable leaves or rotten apples, but carefully made by himself, which shows his sincerity.
This kid is not bad. Although he is young, he is very understanding of the ways of the world.
He Jingtian is sensible, and Teacher Chen's pity for him has increased with some appreciation.
Teacher Chen didn't refuse too much and gave his wife a wink.
The wife took the plate, put the dumplings on her own plate, then picked out a few apples she had just bought, carried them in a net bag, and asked He Jingtian to take them back.
This is their local custom and etiquette.
The implication is that what comes and goes lasts forever.
"This student named He Jingtian is really good!"
Watching He Jingtian go downstairs, Teacher Chen's wife couldn't help but praise him.
"Well, a filial child's character will not be bad. From now on, you can help take care of the people living upstairs and downstairs."
Teacher Chen nodded, closed the iron security door with a fence, turned to his wife and said, "By the way, I haven't told you yet."
The wife asked in confusion, "What did you say?"
Although the door had been closed, Teacher Chen still lowered his voice, "He Jingtian's mother, it's not normal here, but I heard it won't hurt anyone, but life is not very convenient!"
Teacher Chen pointed to his head and whispered to his wife, "It was precisely because He Jingtian's mother was sick that he had to bring her to school. The school leaders also knew about his difficulties and found ways to help him. house."
Hearing that He's mother was a lunatic, Chen's wife was startled at first, and then she didn't believe it. "When I went upstairs just now, I took a look and found that it was quite quiet. There was no noise-"
In most people's inherent impression, madmen are hysterical, run around and make trouble, and in severe cases, they can beat people.
If a lunatic lives in your neighborhood, it will definitely be a nightmare for the neighbors.
Even if a lunatic is locked up, the beatings and noises he makes every day are still enough to cause trouble.
However, although He Jingtian's mother and son downstairs had only been here for one day, the house was really quiet. The neighbors above and below would not have known that they had moved in if He Jingtian hadn't come to visit them.
"Maybe it's because Student He took good care of me. I heard that he has been to the Provincial Mental Health Center and has been taking medicine!"
Teacher Chen heard more news at school and gossiped a few words to his wife.
"As long as you don't cause trouble, He Jingtian is still a student himself, and his studies are the most important thing."
Chen's wife chimed in a few words, then took out the steamed buns, picked up one and threw it in her mouth. Her eyes lit up: "It's very good. It tastes better than the ones bought outside!"
When Teacher Chen saw this, he also ate with him. There were a dozen or so small dumplings on a plate, which the couple quickly shared.
"... I really didn't realize that this classmate He Jingtian from your school is actually a chef."
After Chen's wife finished eating the rice dumplings, she was still unsatisfied. She sucked the oil on her fingers and couldn't help but sigh, "He looks good, studies well, and can cook. Oh my, I just don't have a daughter, otherwise I would want to recruit him as my son-in-law." !”
Of course, Chen's wife said this casually.
No matter how good He Jingtian's personal conditions are, the fact that he has a crazy biological mother is enough to scare away all mothers-in-law who love their daughters!
That night, the neighbors on the first and second floors were discussing He Jingtian and his crazy mother.
Especially in the east door on the first floor, there lived an old professor named Ma, a professor in the Department of Foreign Languages.
His wife was married when he went to the countryside in his early years.
Professor Ma was admitted to S University and stayed at the school as a teacher. Instead of becoming the conscience-stricken Chen Shimei, he took his wife and children to college, and lived in harmony with his wife for more than 20 years.
Professor Ma values love and righteousness, so he also particularly likes those who have love and righteousness.
The story of He Jingtian taking his crazy mother to college really appealed to Professor Ma. Therefore, when the school arranged for He Jingtian to rent a house opposite his home, he heard that He Jingtian's mother was crazy.
Professor Ma was slightly worried, but he readily agreed.
Even Professor Ma's wife, an out-and-out housewife, was very moved when she heard the story of He Jingtian's mother and son.
"This is a good and filial boy!"
Mrs. Ma is in her fifties and has lived in the provincial capital for more than 20 years, but she is still simple and kind at heart.
Especially when she saw He Jingtian coming home with rice dumplings to display, Mrs. Ma felt that this child was even more painful.
She directly patted her chest and said to He Jingtian, "They say that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. Lao Ma is still your teacher. He is an elder and should take care of the younger ones!"
"Xiao He, just go to class in a down-to-earth manner, and I will take care of you at home."
Mrs. Ma was different from Mrs. Chen. She once went directly to He Jingtian's house to chat, so she saw He's mother busy in the kitchen with her own eyes.
Mrs. Ma knew from the very beginning that this plate of golden and fragrant dumplings was handmade by Mrs. He, who was said to be insane.
To be honest, Mrs. Ma couldn't believe it when she first saw He's mother working with her head down: "She is crazy? How is that possible?"
When Mrs. Ma was in the countryside, she saw lunatics in the next village causing trouble.
They were yelling and kicking, and even two or three people couldn't subdue them. Their bloodshot eyes made people feel terrified.
However, Mother He in front of her was very quiet, quieter than most normal middle-aged women.
At most, when she saw herself, a stranger, He's mother would shrink back desperately, her eyes dodge, and her hands would clasp back and forth unconsciously.
Mrs. Ma didn't understand the difference between depression and neurosis, but she just felt that Mother He was not really crazy.
Facing Mother He who seemed to be frightened like this, Mrs. Ma not only had no fear or disgust, but felt pity for her.
Now they are door-to-door neighbors. Even though Mrs. Ma has no job, she is happy to help out.
"Thank you, Mrs. Ma!"
Feeling Mrs. Ma's sincerity, He Jingtian was very grateful.
It's better to live in this era, where neighbors are like family members.
It's not like in later generations, they lived door to door for several years and didn't even know who the other person was!
After being reborn, He Jingtian had many emotions, and what moved him most was the relationship between people in this era.
Simple and kind, intimate and natural.
It was precisely because he knew there was a human touch in this era that He Jingcai had the confidence to rent a house with his crazy mother.
Otherwise, he would have to send his mother to a mental health center.
"Mom, I'm going to class. Just stay at home."
After working hard for a few days, he finally settled down in the staff dormitory, and He Jingtian canceled his leave and went back to class.
Before he went out, he carefully warned his mother, "Don't turn on the gas, and don't go out casually. If there is any trouble, just call out. Mrs. Ma is at home across the street."
"Ms. Ma, you have met me, and I specially introduced it to you. Do you still remember?"
Mother He lowered her head and clasped her fingers. She wanted to hold the corner of her son's clothes, but she was afraid of delaying her son's schooling.
Hearing her son mention Mrs. Ma and ask her "Do you remember?", Mrs. He quickly raised her head, glanced at the door, clicked hard, and spat out two words, "Remember."
She is a good person, her brain is not working well, but she can keenly feel the good and evil of people.
Although the fat eldest sister opposite had a loud voice, Mother He was startled when she first saw her, but soon, Mother He felt her kindness.
"Okay, just remember! If anything happens to you, just call Mrs. Ma!"
He Jingtian patiently warned him again and again.
"...Yeah!" Mother He nodded gently.
In fact, what she was thinking was that when her son left, she would close the door. She would not run out or let anyone in.
Although this place was unfamiliar, it somehow gave her a sense of security.
Because here, there are only her and her son, no one will scold her, and no one will hit her.
As long as she is obedient, her son will always watch over her.
This feeling is so good.
Mother He felt relaxed and safe like never before!
When her son wanted to go out, Mother He couldn't stop her, so she would close the door tightly, stay alone, clean and cook for a living, and then wait for her son to come back!
Mrs. Ma is a very kind person, but Mrs. He is used to being on guard against everything. She dare not trust anyone except her son.
"Oh, by the way, I bought a piece of cloth. Mom, if you feel you have nothing to do at home, please help me make a pair of pants."
"In addition, you can also learn to knit sweaters. Mrs. Ma from across the street can knit, so you can learn from her. Other students have sweaters knitted by their mothers, and I want them too!"
Recently, He Jingtian has been staying with his biological mother almost every day.
He discovered that when his mother was busy working, she was actually quite normal.
On the contrary, if she is left alone and does nothing, she will become trembling and nervous.
So, let's find something for her to do.
In fact, with the development of the economy, people have become accustomed to buying ready-made clothes. Except for rural areas or some towns with poor economic conditions, urban people rarely cannot afford to buy their own clothes.
Young people like He Jingtian also prefer the fashionable and brightly colored ready-made clothes bought in department stores or free markets.
He Jingtian used to not feel inferior because of his mountain village background, but except for the first year of college, he wore home-made clothes and shoes.
After entering his sophomore year, He Jingtian began to wear the jeans and travel shoes he bought like the urban students in his class!
Now he tells his biological mother that he wants her to cut clothes for him, and more importantly, he wants to find something for his biological mother to do. He may not really be willing to wear such tacky clothes.
But Mother He took it seriously, raised her head quickly, and said with bright eyes: "Okay! Mom will make pants for you. I will also learn to knit sweaters from Mrs. Ma!"
Mother He was still afraid of meeting people, but for the sake of her son, she was willing to take that step.
Especially what his son said, "Other classmates have them, and I want them too," touched He's mother's heart.
Yes, other children have it, and my son must have it too!
Her life has been comfortable recently, and He's mother has been insisting on taking medicine. She may not even notice that her eyes are getting clearer and clearer.
More and more pictures flashed through her mind.
After He Jingtian left, He's mother was busy tailoring clothes and sewing trousers for most of the day.
He Jingtian came back at noon and took a meal from the cafeteria. Mother and son ate. He Jingtian went to the study alone to translate the manuscripts he had brought from the publishing house, while He's mother continued to cut clothes.
The small rented house is filled with intoxicating warmth and tranquility...