Sheng Xin looks forward to growing up early every day. Every time it is his birthday, he will write a number on the bedside. This year, he has already written nine.
He is already nine years old.
On his birthday, his grandparents also came from Yecheng. Grandma sewed two new sets of clothes for him. Grandpa made him a windmill and held it in front of him and asked him if he liked it. Of course he liked it and couldn't put it down in his arms, but he said, "Grandpa, I've grown up and can't play with toys anymore."
Ye Zhikai touched his head and said: "Our little letter is still a child, we can play."
Sheng Xin felt a little bit disappointed and sad, but he didn't show it in front of Ye Zhikai. He is nine years old, but in their eyes he is still a child, still very young... Just like Ye Zhikai always likes to carry him on his back and run around in the yard like he did when he was a child.
But Sheng Xin has really grown up. At nine years old, he is no longer as light as he was when he was a child. Ye Zhikai is not as young as before. He is much older and his physical strength cannot keep up. He is carrying Sheng Xin in the yard. After running for a while, he stopped out of breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "It seems that our little letter has really grown up a little, and grandpa can't carry it anymore."
Sheng Xin looked at the many white hairs sprouting from Ye Zhikai's hair. He touched the sweat on his forehead and said, "Grandpa, when I have the strength, I will also play on my back."
Ye Zhikai was so happy that he couldn't find anything to say. He would proudly say to everyone he met that his grandson was filial and that he would carry him on his back when he grew up! Wang Mingxue was extremely jealous, and Sheng Shihua was also jealous. He hugged Sheng Xin aggrievedly and asked his grandfather what to do? Sheng Xin said to memorize them all together. Wang Minglan rolled her eyes: "It's enough for you, you know how to get jealous! Xiao Xin is still young, but you guys look like adults!"
Sheng Xin was a little bit unhappy again. He pinched his fingers and corrected him seriously: "Grandma, I'm nine years old, I'm not young anymore!"
Wang Minglan smiled and patted his head and said, "Yes, yes, our little letter is nine years old, not young."
He nodded seriously: "Well, I'm not young!"
Sheng Jing scratched Sheng Xin's short hair and said, "You're just a little brat, so what's wrong with you?"
Sheng Xin: “…”
Sheng Hui slapped Sheng Jing on the head: "What nonsense are you talking about."
Sheng Jing held his head with his only hand and angrily threatened: "Sheng Hui, don't think that I dare not beat you because you are my sister. I can beat you down with just one hand!"
Sheng Hui rolled up her sleeves and started doing it, Sheng Jing... Sheng Jing got scared and ran away.
Sheng Hui snorted, took Sheng Xin's hand and said, "Let's go see what your father is doing. He has been staying in the study and never came out."
Sheng Xin knew that during these days, his father was quieter and more silent than before. He often stayed in the study by himself, sitting quietly for half a day, and would not wake up if no one called him.
At first, Sheng Xin didn't quite understand why his father was different these days, but if he went to find him, he would be very gentle to him, hold him and sit on his lap, flipping through the book and reading each word. He listened to him and told him the stories in the book, but he could feel that the emotions hidden behind this gentleness seemed to be surging with emotions that he could not understand.
Later, Sheng Xin found out that with his arrival, his mother's life would disappear at any time. His father would always remember him, and he might have almost lost her if he remembered him.
This is a mutual understanding and love that bonds to the soul.
Sheng Xin used to feel miserable. When he saw his father every day, he always wanted to take his mother back.
But suddenly, he felt that all the bitterness was sweet, like honey. His father and mother knew each other and knew each other. Although they were separated, they would always be together. No matter how long they passed, they would still be the same as before.
Sheng Xin thought, he also wanted such a person, who understood him and understood him, just like before.
After Sheng Xin's ninth birthday, the war became more and more intense, more and more places were liberated, and the turbulent situation seemed to be coming to an end. During this period, Sheng Xin was sensitively aware that his father's emotions were somewhat suppressed and agitated. , not only his father, but also his grandparents, uncles and aunts.
The turbulent situation will subside, there will be no more disputes and wars, and his mother will come back.
It was the family reunion he had been looking forward to for a long time.
Maybe you don't have to wait until he grows up.
Sheng Xin reads the newspaper every day, reading and reading, calculating and calculating, while thinking about why this day has not come yet
Until he woke up on the morning of the first day of October, Sheng Xin heard the warmest cheers. The servants were reveling in the yard, and the neighbors were running around to celebrate. Everyone was excited and joyful, telling the story of the arrival of a new era - the founding of New China. .
He ran out of the room excitedly to find his father. When the study door opened, he saw him leaning on the desk with one hand, covering his eyes with his palms, and his shoulders shaking slightly.
Sheng Xin knew that the reunion he had been looking forward to for a long time was coming, and his parents would finally be able to be happy together.
But time passed day by day, and he craned his neck and looked up into the sky but could not see his mother.
Isn't she coming back
He started to worry and asked his father, "Why isn't my mother coming back?"
Sheng Lun looked at him and touched his childish cheek: "Daddy, are you going to play on your back?"
Sheng Xin shook his head seriously: "Dad, I have grown up."
He smiled and said, "Xiao Xin, don't worry, your mother will come back."
Sheng Xin blinked his dark and innocent eyes and stretched out his little hands to hug Sheng Lun, "Dad, I'm not in a hurry. I know that my mother will always come back. She can't bear to leave us."
Sheng Lun was quiet and hummed softly.
He picked up Sheng Xin and walked to the window. The nine-year-old child had grown up and it was a bit difficult to hold him up.
Sheng Xin lay on his shoulder, touched his short hair with her little hands, and counted the silver threads in his black hair:
One stick, two sticks, three sticks...
One year, two years, three years...
Sheng Xin entered medical school and went to the hospital where his aunt worked as an intern during the winter and summer vacations.
My aunt has a nickname called the Witch, because she is very strict and will scold you bloody if you make any mistake. She is a bit picky with him. She is unbelievably gentle when she is at home. When she goes out, she is like a twelfth lunar month day in winter, which makes people laugh. She scares even the most disobedient patients when they see her.
My aunt is also married. Her husband is a weak scholar who teaches at the university. He gave birth to a fat son in the first year of marriage. My uncle is not married. He is thirty-three years old. One thing he often says is: I am the tallest, most handsome and most talented disabled person in the world.
His grandparents were very worried about his uncle, and he ignored all the girls they introduced to him. He also said that he wanted to find a soul mate that was most compatible with him.
"What soul mate? You're just messing around!"
"Like my cousin and my eldest brother."
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He has been single until now. Because his dream of heaven was shattered, he went to sea to start a business. He was away from home every three days and traveled around the world. Every time he came back, he would bring many gifts and talk about his novelties outside. knowledge.
Sheng Xin felt that there was nothing wrong with such an uncle. He was very happy and joyful. He never felt embarrassed or felt sorry for himself because of the sympathy and disgust of outsiders. The uncle even said proudly: "Do you think I have always been so strong? No. , once, when I was very, very young, my ultimate goal in life was to be the boss, someone who would kneel down and scream for mercy when outsiders saw me. At that time, I had imagined that I was the eldest brother, and that I was also a person who treated others well. My brother, who is very dangerous himself, might lose his arms or legs one day... and then he did break his legs, so I had been mentally prepared for a long time."
In fact, it was okay. He had already started to prepare for death when he went to heaven. Later, he lost his arm, but he made a profit.
When Sheng Xin was fifteen years old, he was finally going to graduate from medical school. In this year, the sixth year of New China City, domestic medical technology was second to none in the world. Not only did the advanced medical equipment occupy a high position, but also the medical science The technology is also far ahead and no one can match it.
Every time Sheng Xin holds a book, he feels very happy, because he can see his mother here, see it in Chinese textbooks, see it in medical books, and hear it from his classmates... She is his favorite and most admired person. .
Now he can be as useful as she is.
Simpson Thacher firmly believes.
On the day of Simpson's graduation, the whole family came to school to watch the graduation ceremony. He stood on the podium and delivered his graduation speech, looking at his family members with tears in their eyes and his father who was less than forty but had many gray-haired children. He burst into tears. Then came.
"Silly boy, why are you crying? You are an adult now." Wang Minglan wiped away the tears from the corners of Sheng Xin's eyes. "Xiao Xin, you have really grown up now and are a big boy. Time flies so fast. Grandma is still looking forward to it." I want you to grow more slowly."
This is the growth that Sheng Xin has been waiting for, and he has finally grown up.
Sheng Xin went to see his father, who smiled gently at him and patted his head habitually, as gentle as jade, cool and elegant.
It seems that he has never changed in these ten years.
Sheng Xin said, "Dad, I miss my mother."
Sheng Lun said: "Yes, I think so too."
He was always looking forward to meeting her again.
Just like every time he called Sheng Xin's name, he knew that she was always remembering his reply.
I miss you.
I miss you.
I love you.
I'm waiting to meet you.
Minute by minute, day by day passes.
Until this day, it came.
His long-awaited wife finally opened the door, walked up to him step by step, and looked up at him: "Husband, why do you have gray hair?"
"My cousin has it too."
"I miss you so much."
"Me too."
She smiled, stepped forward and hugged him, as she had done countless times in the past: "Cousin, we have been together and separated for twenty years. From now on, I want to stay with you for the rest of my life, okay?"
It felt like he had been waiting for this moment all his life.
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(one)
Ye Zhen attends classes at Wanda Medical College. As the youngest and most famous medical scientist and a person who has made great contributions to medicine, her classes are almost full, and even the corridors are full of people, so every time When Lun came to pick her up after class, he was always squeezed in at the end. Even after class, he couldn't see his wife right away.
He stood outside the crowd, watching her chatting happily, and then walked towards him as the students greeted each other politely. He took her bag, and she held his hand. Her gentle and pleasant voice lingered as she spoke. His ears are his favorite.
Almost no one in the school doesn't know that Professor Sheng, who has been single for decades and suddenly has an eldest son, now has a wife. It is said that she is his legendary wife, the woman he has been waiting for. Now she is back, and this wife It turned out to be Ye Zhen!
The relationship between the couple is so good that whenever they see them, their hands are held together, their eyes are only for each other, and their eyes are full of love.
When he got home, he would cook a table of meals. His cooking skills were very good, and she could eat a lot every time. After the meal, she hugged her full belly and said with a smile: "I'm so happy, I am indeed." Married to a good husband.”
When Sheng Lun led her for a walk, she liked to hold his arm and lean her cheek against his shoulder, walking unsteadily with lazy steps. Occasionally when she got tired, she would jump on his back, and he would walk against the sunset. Carrying her home, she counted his gray hairs behind his back.
"Cousin, we seem to be aging too fast."
He once felt that the time was too long and he could never look forward to her.
Now he feels that time is too short and he has not loved her enough.
He hasn't loved her enough, and they will be separated forever.
(two)
Sheng Xin sorted out all the letters written by his parents into two large boxes, tied them up according to time, and scanned them into files.
He didn't want these words to turn into a layer of powder due to the passage of time, nor did he want his parents' love to be submerged by time. Someone came to him and hoped to publish the letters in a book. He thought for a long time and finally agreed.
His wife told him: "When we die, someone will help us remember them."
But Sheng Xin always felt that his parents had never left, they were still there, and they would always be together.
(three)
The book is called "Reunion".
At the end of the article, there is a sentence.
This time, they may never meet again.
Or maybe they were never separated.
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