The wordless communication between the son and the mother

Mondo Social Updated on 2024-02-06

A few months ago, my son went to Jinan to participate in military training, and his wife always woke up in the middle of the night, looking at her mobile phone, sometimes laughing, sometimes sighing.

Sometimes she stabbed ** and said that you see how handsome your son is in a training uniform, and he doesn't look like you at all.

I was thinking about what to write tomorrow's Tiantiao, and when I saw the mobile phone she stretched out in front of me, I had to take a look at it, saying that it was handsome, and if I wasn't fat now, I would be like him.

My wife smiled and spared me.

Almost, her son who is far away in Jinan, knows everything about what she eats at every meal, whether she adds eggs or not, and whether she is disciplined by the leader.

I'm always the first listener, the first liker, or the first to get angry. Because, when my son is occasionally unhappy, my mother is also unhappy, and when she is angry, it will happen to me.

My role is unreplaceable.

Looking forward to it, finally my son's military training ended and came back.

I don't matter.

Like the queen mother taking care of the young Kangxi, she always surrounds her son.

The son is also very sensible, and he rushes to do housework with his mother, and in the cold weather, he doesn't let his mother wash the clothes he brought from school.

The day before yesterday, my son told me that he wanted to nibble on pork ribs. I was staring at the income of Tiantiaofa in annoyance, and I didn't care about what my son said.

My wife reminded me from morning to noon, and I couldn't tell me, so I went to the supermarket to buy pork ribs by myself.

Because of the heavy snowfall, the ice on the road was thick and slippery, and it was snowing heavily. The cold wind has the appearance of five or six levels. My wife didn't dare to ride an electric tricycle because she was afraid that she would slip on the road and couldn't control it, so she walked underground.

At first, my son and I didn't know she was going out. Because I was typing in front of the computer, my son was chatting with his military comrades in the bed.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, my wife sent me WeChat, several supermarket ribs in the village were sold out, and the goods could not be entered, so she walked to the big supermarket 4 kilometers away to buy them, but the price increased, and the money on her WeChat was not enough, so I asked me to transfer some money to her.

I transferred the money, rummaged through thick clothes, military coats, and went to pick up my wife.

At this time, my son was alarmed, and he asked about the situation, but he didn't say anything, just looked at me deadly. Turned around and rushed into the snowstorm.

An hour later, the son and his wife came home with each other's arms, talking and laughing, so happy, and the two of them were full of vegetables, fruits and meat.

The fuss I feared didn't happen.

Yesterday, my son was going to Jinan to take the English level 4 and 6 exams, and my son had already passed the level 4 exam, and this time he was taking the level 6 exam.

My wife didn't say anything about me anymore, laughing at me for the uselessness of code words, but checked the weather forecast in Jinan every day. I will send a WeChat call** to ask if the exam time can be postponed.

After a while, I ran to my son's room again, and asked if I would take the test this time, because the road of hundreds of kilometers was too far and too difficult to walk. I'll take it again next time.

Er'er shook his head and said, this time I must pass the exam, and when I get to the army, I have a sixth-level certificate in English, which must be of great help.

I don't take the test this time, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to take the test in the next few years.

The wife didn't ask anymore, but carefully prepared all kinds of things for her son, and she found all the things I thought of or couldn't think of.

The son sighed and said to his mother that he didn't need to bring a lot of these things. But I couldn't stand my mother's broken mouth, so I had to go with her.

My son finally got on the bus to Jinan, and many of the people who went with him basically took the exam.

Seeing this scene, my wife and I were a lot more relieved.

When I got home, my wife sat on the bed and cried, and I asked her what was wrong.

My wife said that her son was afraid that she would be tired these days, and on such a cold day, she didn't want her to stir-fry and cook, so she secretly ate instant noodles when she was hungry. My son is so sensible.

I asked her how she knew.

The wife didn't speak, lifted the sheets, and saw a lot of instant noodle bags under the bed.

I remember that before my son came back, we all cleaned up.

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