Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

There was a small car accident in front of the hospital. A taxi failed to brake in time and hit an old man who was riding a bicycle in the opposite direction with his baby.

The uncle kept spitting out the fragrance, and the driver retorted unwillingly. Seeing that the traffic police hadn't arrived yet, the two of them pushed each other and started to move their hands when they spoke.For a moment, those who were trying to stop the fight, those who were watching the excitement, those who were on their way, and those who were passing by all got together. The children's heart-wrenching cries were disturbing, the car horns were honked loudly, and it was very lively.

Dong Qiangqiang stood quietly in the shadow between the hospital entrance and the security room, staring intently at everyone walking out of the hospital lobby, not attracted by the quarrel outside the door.

He waited patiently. Just when he was considering whether to call his mother again, all the unlit lights in the hospital suddenly scattered a pale cold white light. A light not far from Dong Qiangqiang's head also turned on. He glanced at his watch under the dim light. The time had just arrived at 07:30.

Just when he raised his head again, a tall woman wearing a light blue slim-fitting down jacket was standing in front of the steps outside the hall with a bag under her arm.

The steps were not high, but maybe because of the dim light, the woman walked down the steps very slowly. The evening breeze blew by, and a red gauze scarf bloomed on her down jacket.

The woman walked down the steps and walked quickly toward the door with her bag under her arm. When she was only two or three meters away from Dong Qiangqiang, he clearly saw the woman's gray hair and a pale, worried face.

Dong Qiangqiang's heart suddenly tightened as if he had been pricked by a needle. He did not expect that the most beautiful woman in his heart would age so badly after two years of absence.

Before he could stop his mother, a car suddenly stopped at the entrance of the hospital. The driver impatiently honked the horn to remind the security room to raise the bar to let him go.

Mother Dong stopped sideways after seeing the car. While passing the car, she subconsciously glanced at the tall, long-haired man standing at the door of the security room.

Dong Qiangqiang's heart was beating nervously. He didn't know how his mother would react when she saw his appearance.

But what surprised him was that Dong's mother did not recognize the other person as her son because she did not expect to see him here at all.

The car swayed into the hospital gate. Mother Dong took her eyes away from Dong Qiangqiang and walked out quickly.

Seeing Dong's mother pass by him without recognizing him, Dong Qiangqiang felt melancholy and sad.He knew that his hair was much longer than when he left for the first time. In the rush of coming back this time, he didn't bother to take care of his hair. In fact, he had never had a formal haircut since he arrived in Germany, so Dong's mother It's normal not to recognize him for a moment.In addition, due to the obstruction of the car body, Dong's mother may not have seen the two large suitcases next to his legs.

Dong Qiangqiang's external changes are huge, but this is not actually the reason why Dong's mother cannot recognize him.She could not recognize her son because in her memory, his face always had joy, but when she caught a glimpse of him, there was not even a trace of a smile on his face.

"Mom." Seeing that Dong's mother was about to disappear into the crowd outside the hospital entrance, Dong Qiangqiang shouted at her back.

Dong's mother, who was walking in front, didn't seem to hear Dong Qiangqiang's call at all, and still walked forward quickly. Just as she stepped onto the crosswalk with one foot and was about to rush to the other side of the road with the flow of people, Dong Qiangqiang raised her voice and shouted again. .

Mother Dong obviously heard her this time, because although her footsteps didn't stop, she turned her head, as if she wanted to find out if someone was calling her.

When her eyes passed through the hurried crowds and various vehicles passing by, and finally landed on the face of Dong Qiangqiang, who was waving vigorously at her, she seemed to be froze in place as if a restraining spell had been cast.

The person rushing behind her did not expect her to stop suddenly and had no time to stop, knocking her staggering.

Dong Qiangqiang felt heartbroken and hurriedly ran towards Dong's mother.

The green light on the sidewalk began to flash, and in less than two seconds it turned yellow. Some brave people still rushed from one end of the road to the other end desperately.Dong's mother held her bag under her arm and walked quickly towards Dong Qiangqiang while avoiding the oncoming warriors.

After finally dodging the torrent of pedestrians, cars and bicycles, Dong's mother finally came to her son's side and reached out to grab his arm.

Her eyes were wide open and she stared at Dong Qiangqiang's face with disbelief for a long time.

At the same time, both mother and son were surprised at each other's changes.

When he went abroad, Dong Qiangqiang's cheeks were as bulging as if he had a walnut in his mouth. Now his cheeks are as dry as a balloon with a hole in his mouth. The dark circles under his eyes are heavier than before. His hair is not only longer but also curly. His physique is actually stronger than before he went abroad. He has grown a lot, and his shoulders seem to be wider than before. The heroic look between his eyebrows is exactly the same as that of his father in his prime.The only thing that hasn't changed is his eyes, which are still as bright as before in the dark night.At this moment, his face flashed with various expressions, one of which could be read by a mother at a glance: a kind of happiness and relaxation that can only be found when returning to a warm harbor.

"Mom." Dong Qiangqiang saw the confusion and joy in his mother's eyes, revealing his shining white teeth like porcelain, "I'm back."

Mother Dong looked at it carefully for a long time as if she couldn't believe it, and finally believed that the person standing in front of her was her son.

"Qiang Qiang, why are you... back? Your hair..." Mother Dong felt something in the corner of her eyes and couldn't help but rub it with the back of her hand. She originally wanted to ask, "Didn't your father not let you come back? You Why didn't you listen to him?" But when he said it, he felt that he shouldn't ask his son like this, like interrogating a prisoner.

"It's good to come back..." Mother Dong patted his face, showing Dong Qiangqiang's familiar smile of relief.

Dong's mother's smile and the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes made Dong Qiangqiang's nose sore. He could sense his mother's unspoken questions. He wanted to defend himself, but bicycle bells and impolite shouts kept coming one after another behind him. The ground urged him, so he had no choice but to carry Dong's mother's bag and protect her to the newsstand on the roadside.

"Mom, is dad okay? I want to go in and see him."

"Your dad..." Mother Dong looked up at the hospital building in the night and hesitated, "It's too late today. You should rest for two days before talking."

The mother's words made Dong Qiangqiang immediately realize that she was worried that Dong's father would be dissatisfied with his son for killing him first and showing up uninvited.

He thought for a while, stopped forcing, nodded and said, "Okay, Mom, let's go home first, I'm already hungry."

Dong Qiangqiang's words woke up the dreamer, and Dong's mother suddenly realized, "Oh, you haven't had dinner yet? Look at me asking you questions and forgetting such an important thing. What an old fool I am." After saying this, she immediately came up. Lu Nanse: "But there is nothing at home, because I eat in the hospital every day and there is no need for fire (at home), so I haven't bought groceries for a long time."

"It's okay. Just buy something from the nearby supermarket and I'll cook for you." Dong Qiangqiang said with a smile, "My son is so good at his craftsmanship that he can handle both red and white cases."

"You can cook now?" Dong's mother was doubtful.

Dong Qiangqiang smiled and walked towards his suitcase. As he walked, he replied without looking back: "Just tell me what you want to eat, and leave the rest to me."

Mother Dong smiled, somewhat disapproving of her son's words, but she didn't care whether her son could cook or not. To her, having her son back was the best thing in the world.

It wasn't until a table of sumptuous dishes was placed in front of Mother Dong that she completely believed that her son had really grown up this time.