Author: Hu Die.
*: Tasting Reading, Issue 2, 2024.
In the evening, I accompanied my daughter downstairs to walk the chickens. After walking around the neighborhood for half a circle, she chose a green meadow and placed two chicks in golden fluffy feathers there, which soon attracted several children to come and watch. Among them, a little boy about two years old also came to look at the chicks by his grandmother's hand. It could be seen that he was particularly fond of chicks, and after reaching out and carefully touching the chicks, he clapped his hands and feet excitedly.
After a while, a lady came by on an electric scooter, pulled up to the side of the road, and looked at us with a smile. The little boy's grandmother motioned to him, "Look, who's back?" The little boy took his eyes off the chick, instantly dropped the chick he had just loved, and ran to the lady with a pair of small legs as fast as he could, shouting "Mommy-Mommy-" in a milky voice
Because he ran too fast, he fell on the grass with a "plop" on the way, but he barely stopped, quickly got up and continued to run to his mother. Over there, Mom was already crouching down, waiting for him with her arms outstretched. At a distance of just seven or eight meters, the little boy rushed over at the highest speed that his small body could inspire.
Finally, he ran into his mother's arms. Mom picked him up, lifted him above his head and turned around twice, then kissed his little face loudly and asked, "Do you miss Mom?" ”
The little boy kissed his mother loudly and hurriedly confessed: "I can think of my mother." ”
Grandma smiled and said, "When I woke up from a nap, I shouted, 'I'm going downstairs to pick up my mother from work.'" Seeing that the child hugged his mother so tightly, grandma deliberately teased him, spread her hands and said, "Come, grandma hug." The little boy lay on his mother's shoulder, desperately hugging his mother's neck, hating to stick to his mother.
Grandma laughed disgustingly: "Your mother is the most fragrant in the world." ”
I couldn't help but laugh. However, he did not see his mother for a few hours from morning to evening, and the little boy had accumulated too much missing, so he couldn't wait to wake up from his nap and rushed downstairs to wait for his mother. He was blocked in the community early, just looking forward to seeing his mother a minute earlier. This waiting, anxious but also joyful—this is the most solemn way that a little boy can express when he welcomes his mother home.
I can't help but think of a similar scene between me and my daughter before. At that time, she would wait at the elevator entrance on the 21st floor of our house every day when I got off work, sometimes holding a biscuit, sometimes holding her new painting, waiting for me to eat and show me when I appeared. She would hide around the corner, wait until the elevator door opened, and deliberately scream and jump out to startle me. With her waiting, I will also rush home as soon as I get off work.
Once, due to temporary overtime, I arrived home 40 minutes later than usual. But when the elevator door opened, the first thing I saw was my daughter's happy face. At that moment, I was really distressed and moved, and told her to wait for me in the house in the future. However, in order to meet a few seconds earlier, she still stayed at the elevator entrance every day. This is also the most solemn way for a small child to welcome his mother home, right?
There was also a little boy in the community where we used to live, who often drove a stroller in the shape of a police car to the gate of the community to pick up his mother who came back from work. Almost every day at 5:30 p.m., he drove his "police car" on time, accompanied by his grandmother, passing by the window of the first floor of my house.
His "police car" took turns to sing 3 cheerful children's songs, "Amen, a vine in front of him......The little mushroom girl ......"Two tigers, two tigers, run fast ......"I listen to it a lot, and sometimes I can't help but hum the lyrics and melodies.
Whenever he picks up his mother, he will definitely put his mother's bag in his "police car" and pull it home. It was also the most solemn ceremony for the little boy to greet his mother.
A friend told me that her husband was on a business trip, and every time the day he was supposed to come home, his son would wake up in the morning and say, "Why hasn't Daddy come back yet?" And every time he prepared a gift for his father: a card he liked, a coconut-flavored jelly, or a toy car that the kindergarten teacher rewarded him, etc. If the father arrives at home at night, the child will not sleep, and he will have to wait until he sees the father first......
Children will always greet their parents with the warmest hugs, the kisses they miss the most, and the words they have saved for the day, and share the joy of spending time together with them. And the child's expression is actually only three or five years. As they grow up day by day, the way they express their feelings becomes more and more subtle; As they begin to pay attention to things, it becomes common for them to think about when their parents will come home.
So, please cherish the happy time when you are greeted home by your child. Every short time you get together will become a happy time in your life.
Original title: "Greet you in the most solemn way".
Editor: Xingzi Liu Yang.