Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 905 905. Listen to mother

At the dinner table, mother and son tacitly agreed not to talk about anything other than the meal. They both seemed to know that once they started talking, the meal would last forever.

Dong's mother kept praising the delicious food, and Dong Qiangqiang didn't know whether it was true or not, but it is always a joy to be a mother who likes the food cooked by her son.

He brought a lot of dishes to Dong's mother that he thought she would like. Dong's mother laughed while eating, laughed for a while and then began to wipe her tears. Dong Qiangqiang couldn't see his mother crying, so he hurriedly introduced his cooking experience and past embarrassing things to transfer Dong's attention. mother's attention.

Under Dong Qiangqiang's coaxing and coaxing, Dong's mother actually ate a lot, but she didn't touch the rice. Dong's mother's explanation was that since Dong Qiangqiang went abroad, she stopped eating staple food at night.The old man has his own eating habits, and Dong Qiangqiang is not forced to do so.

The old man had a small stomach, so he soon put down his bowls and chopsticks, pretending to go to the kitchen. Dong Qiangqiang guessed that his mother was going to wash the dishes, and quickly stopped him, rushing to wash the dishes himself. But Dong's mother watched her son fry a table of dishes. She said she didn't want her son to have any more hardships, but she said that she had eaten too much tonight and had to stand and wash the dishes for a while to calm down the guilt of eating too much.

Dong Qiangqiang couldn't resist Dong's mother, so he had to agree. While his mother was washing the dishes, he peeled a doughy yellow Fuji for Dong's mother, gave himself a Guoguang, gnawed on the crispy and juicy apples and began to observe the new home.

The small house bought by Dong's father and Dong's mother is located in Shangdi, HD District, further away from the city center than the previous home.He had heard from Dong's mother before that the building area was about 72 square meters, and the actual usable area including the balcony was only about 60 square meters, which was much smaller than the previous house in Zhongguancun.Shangdi is more remote than Zhongguancun. It is said that the housing price is cheaper because of its location. Even if the house is changed, it should be bigger than before. Even if it is not bigger, it should not be smaller. Dong Qiangqiang guessed after thinking about it for a while that the money from selling the house should be paid back to the family. I don’t have much foreign debt left, so buying this house is definitely a last resort.

The room was completely white, with familiar old furniture. It looked simple and elegant, which made Dong Qiangqiang feel less unfamiliar. However, the house was small and there was nothing to turn around. When he saw the bottom of the room, he saw two suitcases and the living room was filled to the brim. There was no place to put his feet, and when he thought about how much his parents had suffered for him, Dong Qiangqiang felt uncontrollably sad. Tears lay lightly in his eyes, and they were about to fall when he spoke.He secretly vowed that if the account was unblocked, he would transfer the money back to improve his parents' life no matter what. A person's lifetime would only last for [-] days. His parents had suffered for most of his life, but now he had earned money, making them happy. Living happily every day for the rest of his life is his son's top priority. He decided to go to the bank to ask about remittances when he got up tomorrow.

Unknowingly, Dong Qiangqiang walked to the wardrobe.When his eyes inadvertently fell on the marks carved by his parents to measure his height when he was a child, he couldn't help but be moved by the scene. Tears flowed down his cheeks like a gurgling stream, blooming on the floor. Little flowers.

"This big wardrobe and several other pieces of furniture were all made by your father when I got married. He refused to throw them away during this move, so he brought them all over. The room is not big anyway, so it is just right for them. , and you don’t have to spend money to buy new furniture.” At some point, Dong’s mother stood behind Dong Qiangqiang, watching the little man who was once a toddler grow into a man who was a head taller than herself, and she had mixed feelings for a moment.

After hearing Mother Dong's words, Dong Qiangqiang quickly wiped away the tears on his face with the back of his hand. For fear of being seen by Mother Dong, and even more afraid of making his mother cry, he nodded heavily and pointed at one of the scratches without looking back. He said deliberately and loudly, "I have an impression of this."

"Qiang Qiang, you didn't say hello to us in advance when you came back this time. I haven't cleaned up your house yet. Come over and help me take your quilt out of the box." Mother Dong sounded like she was complaining. , but what the words bring out is happiness.

Dong Qiangqiang wiped the tears from his face, turned around and said to Dong's mother: "Mom, we'll talk about the quilt later. Let's talk first."

The mother and son came to the living room. Dong Qiangqiang handed the peeled apple to his mother. The mother took a small bite and motioned for him to eat the rest.

Dong Qiangqiang guessed that his mother must have a lot of problems, and said first: "Mom, I actually wanted to come back in January, but unfortunately there was a strike in the European aviation industry and I couldn't buy a return ticket. Plus there were too many things to do, so I couldn't. Go back. Today...oh no, after finishing the exam yesterday morning, I suddenly saw a ticket to return to my country. I came back on a whim. I haven’t been home for two years. I miss you and dad very much."

Mother Dong raised her head and was about to speak when she saw that Dong Qiangqiang's bangs on his forehead had covered his eyes.

"Your hair is too long. Why don't you go get a haircut tomorrow?" Mother Dong advised kindly, "You are still suitable for a short haircut. You are energetic." "Mom, I grew this hair specially for you and dad. "You haven't seen me with long hair, have you?" Dong Qiangqiang was deliberately trying to be a mouthful. Before returning to China, he actually considered cutting his hair short, but now he has changed his mind for some reason. He doesn't want to shorten his hair, even if his parents can't accept his long hair. .

Seeing her son's resolute attitude, Dong's mother sighed, got up and entered the bedroom.

Dong Qiangqiang didn't know why. Within a moment, Dong's mother came back with her hairband.

"Then put this on first, so that I can't see your eyes when you talk now." Mother Dong ordered.

Seeing his mother compromise so quickly, Dong Qiangqiang was surprised and happy. Before going abroad, Dong's mother might have been more intolerant of boys having long hair than Dong's father.

"Then you can get your diploma now after taking the exam, right? You don't have to go back, right?" Dong's mother pointed at the two stocky suitcases standing quietly in the living room and asked, "I see you have packed everything Got it back."

"Mom, after this exam, I can start studying for a real master's degree." Dong Qiangqiang answered carefully while paying attention to the expression on his mother's face, "I... still have to go back."

"Do you still have to go back?" The smile on Dong's mother's face was instantly frozen by Dong Qiangqiang's last words. After a long time, she continued to ask in disappointment, "I thought you had gone there for two years and had finished reading. How long will you stay this time... ?”

Dong Qiangqiang thought for a while and said: "I will stay in the country for a total of one week this time, but I may have to go to other places in a few days."

After hearing this, Mrs. Dong lowered her eyes and stared blankly at the ground, speechless for a long time.

Dong Qiangqiang couldn't bear it and reached for his mother's hand: "Mom, are you okay?"

Before Mother Dong could say anything, Dong Qiangqiang's cell phone rang happily at the dinner table.

Dong Qiangqiang didn't know who would contact him at this time, so he returned to the table in three steps and then hung up without thinking when he saw that the call came from an unfamiliar domestic mobile phone number.

Unexpectedly, before he returned to Mother Dong, the ringtone rang again, and it was still the same mobile phone number. He answered the call angrily: "Hello? Who is this?"

"Dong Qiangqiang? I am Tong Lele."

(End of this chapter)