Wang Kaiyun wandered around like a night wandering god for a long time before slowly waking up and returning home.
The mother looked at her son worriedly. She knew that her son was waiting for Du Juan at the gate of the spinning mill again. There was no cure for the unrequited love. She could only wait for him to slowly wake up and recognize the truth.
His mother silently heated up the food and put it on the table, but Wang Kaiyuan didn't look at the steaming food, but looked at the sky in a daze.
The mother hated Dujuan very much. She knew that the root cause of her son's illness was that beautiful woman, but what could she do? Not only would a man lose his mind after seeing that woman, but even a woman would fall in love with her.
Nowadays, many girls in the alleys have begun to imitate Du Juan in dressing up, imitating Du Juan's walking posture, and even imitating her frown and smile. Unfortunately, they are just imitating Du Juan, which looks artificial and ugly.
She once wanted to make a big fuss and drive this goblin away, but she didn't dare to fight when she thought of how much Yu and her son depended on Dujuan. In addition to the rent, they also had various living allowances and food brought back from the factory.
Got this idea.
She was so angry, but there was nothing she could do. If there really was a big fuss, the person who hated her most would not be Sister Yu, but her son. Her son might hate her for the rest of his life because of this.
"Mom, I saw a person today, and I lost to him." Wang Kaiyun suddenly said without thinking.
"Who is it? Why did he hit you? Tell your mother quickly." She hurriedly looked up and down at her son, but there were no wounds on his face and hands. It didn't look like he had fought with someone.
"Mom, I didn't fight with anyone. They didn't know me at all, but I just lost. But I'm very grateful to him. He made me understand two truths, one is the truth of love, and the other is the truth of happiness."
The mother looked at her son with pity. He was sick again, and it was a new problem.
"He made me know what love is. Real love is mutual attraction. One person can make another person bloom like a flower. It doesn't matter what others think of them. It is a selfless world." Wang Kaiyun muttered in his dreams.
Said like that.
In less than five minutes, Lu Ming barely glanced at him and didn't even know he existed. However, it did make him understand many truths, the most profound of which was the true meaning of love and happiness.
"Mom, how is your relationship with my father? Do you love each other?" Wang Kaiyun asked.
"What kind of love do you love? Son, don't imitate those crooked people who talk about love every day and make people laugh." Wang Kaiyun's mother lightly spanked her son.
"Mom, do you love my dad? Does my dad love you?" Wang Kaiyun asked persistently.
"Silly son, a couple can live a life of love or not, just get used to it, isn't that all?" The mother suppressed her laughter, but her face turned a little red. She was only 36 years old this year.
She and Wang Kaiyun's father did not know each other before the blind date. They were matchmakers and the two met once. She clearly remembers the scene of that meeting.
Wang Kaiyun's father is tall and strong, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but his skin is very dark, which makes him look a little ugly all of a sudden.
As the saying goes: One white hides all ugliness, one black destroys everything.
However, Wang Kaiyun's mother did not disagree with the marriage because of this. In her opinion, the most important thing is that a man is in good health, strong, able to work, and can support the family, so she agreed.
Two months later, they got married, and the day they married was the second time they met.
After getting married, the two lived an ordinary life. After their son was born, the family seemed to have new vitality and new vitality.
When Wang Kaiyun was 13 years old, his father unfortunately died on the job at a power plant, and the factory paid a symbolic sum of money. The mother and son relied on this meager compensation and the money earned by their mother from handicrafts to survive.
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With the efforts of Sister Yu's husband Lei Zhenyu, half a year later, Wang Kaiyun, who was less than fourteen years old, joined the Yangpu Power Plant as an apprentice and became a formal worker at the age of sixteen.
"Mom, do you feel happy?" Wang Kaiyun asked.
"Happy! Mom is very happy to have you by her side." The mother looked at her son, her face filled with happiness.
"No, I'm asking you, are you happy when you are with my father?" Wang Kaiyun was immersed in his own questioning.
"Silly son, the couple didn't say anything like this. Whether they love or not, whether they are happy or not, the happiness of parents lies in their children. If the other family can have enough food, warm clothes, and no illness, then that is happiness." Mother.
She took the opportunity to instill in her son the principles of life in her eyes.
"Oh, why don't you understand what I'm talking about?" Wang Kaiyun felt helpless. There was indeed a generation gap between the two generations, and they couldn't agree on the basic concepts of life.
"Son, don't think too much, just eat. Being full is happiness, not freezing is happiness. Have you not seen those people living in shantytowns by the river? I heard that people freeze to death every day and starve to death.
If you want to know what happiness is, just look at them and you will know." Wang Kaiyun's mother said.
"Mom, have you ever seen a couple truly in love?" Wang Kaiyun changed his way of communicating with his mother.
"Yes, your master and your master's wife really love each other. I have never seen a couple love each other so much. Something happened to your master, and your master's wife's hair turned gray overnight. If it hadn't been for Xiaojiu, your master's wife might not have survived.
It's gone." My mother said sadly.
"Mom, I heard that my master's wife was also a young lady from a wealthy family back then. How could she fall in love with my master?" Wang Kaiyun never cared about it before, but now he is particularly sensitive to this topic.
"Then ask your mistress. How do I know? I'm not your mistress." The mother hit her son, thinking that her son's question was silly, angry and funny.
"Well, one day I will ask my wife, this is a very important matter." Wang Kaiyun said to himself.
"Hurry up and eat. Having a full stomach these days is happiness. You don't know that many people don't have enough to eat every day."
Wang Kaiyun knows that the world is not peaceful. He passes by the riverside every day when he goes to and from get off work. There are hundreds of beggars there every day carrying broken bowls begging for food. Those who are so hungry and skinny are like walking skeletons.
It's heartbreaking.
Most of these beggars cannot survive the winter. The combination of hunger and cold will defeat them at any time and kill them.
He often saw many girls aged thirteen or fourteen standing under street lights, waiting to sell themselves. The only thing they could exchange for money was their own bodies.
There must be one or more people in their family whose lives are hanging by a thread, either seriously ill or hungry. The family is eagerly waiting for them to get back the money they paid for selling themselves and go back to save their lives.
Wang Kaiyun would give them some copper coins at the beginning, but later he couldn't afford to give them anymore. There were too many such girls, and their ranks continued to grow.
Relatively speaking, the people in this alley are quite happy. Most of them work in power plants, and at least they have a salary to support their family.
Wang Kaiyun couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart. It was a bit too luxurious to fantasize about love in this world with broken humanity.
"Son, forget about that woman. Find a girl who is a good match for our family and get married. Don't think about love or not all day long. Only when the couple lives a serious life together can it be real. Love cannot be eaten as food.
"The mother persuaded her son.
"Mom, I'm only eighteen years old. I'm not in a hurry to get married. Let's talk about it in two years." Wang Kaiyun said and quickly picked up the rice on the table and ate it.
Seeing that her son had temporarily forgotten his worries, the mother's frown finally relaxed.
But this matter is not over yet. The son must get married as soon as possible. Only when there is a woman by his side will he give up. This is the only way a mother can plan.
Although Wang Kaiyun no longer mentions Du Juan, and he no longer waits for Du Juan at the gate of the spinning mill, but when his mother urges him to get married, he always uses the excuse of being young to escape.
There is nothing the mother can do about him, but her son is only eighteen, so there is no need to rush to get married and start a family. It will not be too late in two years. As long as his lovesickness is cured, she will be relieved.