He had never seen this kind of flower, but he thought it was very beautiful when he saw it. When he saw the small introduction written under the painting, Fan Huanian was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing.
"It looks a bit nice, so I'll write it down. This flower always chases the direction of the sun. I asked the locals and they said it didn't have a name, so it was called yellow flower, so I decided to give her a name. Well, it's simple and easy to remember.
If you plant it, call it sunflower."
Such a simple and straightforward flower does seem like a name that a mother could come up with.
Then scroll down, and there are unnamed large rivers, small streams with tinkling spring water, and even some strange small fish. Well, there are also roasted ones.
As he watched, Fan Huanian burst into tears for some reason. He was already in his forties, but he was still crying in front of a little girl. How embarrassing.
.If my mother were still alive, she would definitely laugh at herself.
"Mom, you have really seen many different places in the year you have been out. These places and these scenery are so beautiful."
For a moment, Fan Huanian forgot the fear of being suddenly summoned here, and looked through the last thing his mother left for him. When he turned to page 41, he suddenly froze. Because here,
The person who drew the picture has obviously changed, because the style of painting is completely different.
It's more detailed, just like witnessing the scenery and people in this painting with your own eyes. Yes, starting from this page, there is a person joining. It is Granny Fan who has closed her eyes peacefully at this time.
In these paintings, there are scenes of Grandma Fan going through countless hardships alone across mountains and ridges, scenes of asking others for directions, and even scenes of fighting wild beasts. All kinds of mothers, as if they are still alive.
, appear one by one in the album.
Before that, Fan Huanian only knew that it would be hard for his mother to go out alone, but he didn't really know that she had encountered so many dangers, and he didn't know that his mother could be so brave. Thinking of this, Fan Huanian couldn't help but feel very sad.
Guilt.
During this time, he also thought about why he couldn't let go of his children, grandchildren, wife, and the hometown where he had lived all his life. In fact, to put it bluntly, it was really simple, because he did not dare to leave the life he was accustomed to, and he was afraid of change.
Not just him, but the people in the village who gossiped behind their backs were afraid inside. We are all fish in the pond, and we have lived in that small pond all our lives. Suddenly one day, one of them jumped out and said, I don’t want to be here.
After swimming in this narrow place, I want to go to the big rivers and seas. For those fish who don’t have the courage to leave small ponds, such fish are a big outlier!
But when did everything change?
When he was a child, he obviously often asked his mother what the outside world was like, but as he grew older, his eagerness to know what was going on outside became less and less. In the end, it became so much that even he felt that he was really there before.
It's so ridiculous that he would have the urge to visit a strange place. How dangerous...
So when his mother asked him if he wanted to go out and take a look, he refused fiercely. That night a year ago, he silently followed his mother and scared away a few little beasts that were causing trouble in the dark, but in the end
He still didn’t have the courage to follow. When his mother finally left, he seemed to look back. I don’t know if he really looked back, because his vision became very blurry later. I don’t know if it was because the light was too poor at night.
Already.
So, that night, did her mother realize that she was following her?
I vaguely remembered asking my mother when I was a child.
"Mom, where is the other side of the mountain?"
"Mom doesn't know about this either. How about Mom take you to see it in the future?"
"No!"
The little child suddenly ran to the stone and swore an oath loudly.
"When I grow up, I will take you to see what is on the other side of the mountain!"
"But what if I meet a bad person?"
"It doesn't matter!"
The child patting his small breasts vowed.
"You have me! I will be the best swordsman in the world from now on! As long as I protect you, you don't have to be afraid at all!"
"Ah, then I have to rely on you, hero."
"I will handle it!"
At that time, he was really too young. He could easily make promises, but he never thought that he would keep the promises he made. So in the future, he would have every reason to tell himself that it was all a matter of his childhood.
Well, who would take what happened when they were children seriously? It’s so funny.
But, is it really funny?
It was obvious that I was the one who lost my original idea.
I touched the last page of the picture album. On it, my mother was holding a long sword in her hand, standing on a cliff and looking into the distance, surrounded by green pines and exotic plants, guarding her in the middle.
Just like a real swordsman.
From a very young age, Fan Huanian knew that his mother was different from other people. There were very few things she could not do when she said it. But Fan Huanian never imagined that her mother really meant what she said.
ah.
"Little girl, did my mother feel pain when she left?"
"...It's not painful. It ends without any illness, the time is very short, and it goes very peacefully."
"...Really? I also think that my mother has really closed her eyes."
Closing the album, Fan Huanian held back tears and looked at Changsheng to express his gratitude.
"You made up the ones at the back, right? The painting is really beautiful."
Changsheng didn't know how to face a child who had lost his mother, especially when the other person was obviously trying to force a smile.
So she was silent for a long time before speaking.
"It's nothing, it's just the paintings Granny Fan painted before."
What she painted was far less realistic than when Granny Fan painted these albums.
Fan Huanian couldn't hold it in, but he pinched himself and finally held it back, then turned to Changsheng and asked cautiously.
"Can I take my mother back and bury her?"
"sure."
Changsheng also helped Fan Huanian and took Granny Fan's body to their family cemetery.
At this time, Fan Huanian also called his family over. It was already the last moment, so naturally he had to let his children know and see his mother off for the last time.
The family dug a deep hole in the ground in silence and mourning. Changsheng watched this scene silently. She remembered that when Grandma Gu passed away, her children were like this, digging the hole in silence for most of the night, although each other
They didn't say anything, but the sincere grief for their deceased relatives could not be concealed.
Time is like water, it can never come back. I can only mourn with this heart to pay tribute to my old friends.
