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Chapter 973

The first thing I did after entering the house was to immediately unplug the landline at home. I planned to go to the hospital early tomorrow morning and have someone apply for a new mobile phone card for me. The new number could only be used by

A few people in the hospital know. I just need to be able to ensure that I don't delay things in the unit.

After washing up, I realized that my mind had already become restless: Are there any risks if I do this? Will I get angry?

Sometimes it's like this. The more you worry about something, the more you will feel scared, and this kind of amplification is very easy to be amplified. This is how I am at the moment. When I think about this matter carefully, I may become more and more scared.

After the results of existence, I suddenly discovered that there were so many loopholes in what I and Tong Jiumei said just now. If someone monitored my phone calls, or Tong Jiumei handed over my words to the relevant departments in the future, then I would still

It's really hard to justify it.

The more I thought about it, the more scared I became. I suddenly became irritable and regretted: I should have never said those words to her if I had known better!

The house was quiet, so quiet that one could hear every sound. The sound of flushing the sewer upstairs in the toilet was so deafening, and the whistle of the cold wind outside the window was so harsh that I could even hear it.

The sound of electricity flowing in the wires in the wall and the rustling sound of cockroaches crawling in the kitchen are also so clear.

I wanted to yell loudly and use this method to cover up those disturbing sounds. But I didn't dare. Because I was worried that I would become hysterical and that I would become mentally abnormal.

So, I went to the study room and turned on the computer, because at this moment I really needed to divert my attention immediately. This is actually a way of psychological adjustment.

Each of us will encounter stress, and will have psychological tension or anxiety. To be precise, each of us will have unhealthy mental health in our lifetime. That is why people in developed countries abroad pay so much attention to themselves.

Mental health problems. At the same time, the profession of psychologists has become so popular, and the income of this group is also very considerable. But the situation in our country is not like this. In hospitals, the psychology department is the most leisurely

The income of psychiatrists is also the worst in the country. Although the reason for this is that people do not pay attention to their own mental health, it is more of a conceptual issue, because many people always equate mental health with mental illness.

The same is true for the psychology department of our obstetrics and gynecology hospital.

In fact, pregnant women and female patients with gynecological diseases need more psychological counseling, because women have always been weak. They bear more physical pain and psychological inferiority than men. But they are unwilling to seek psychological counseling.

doctor.

Someone wrote a paragraph to summarize the life of a Chinese mother——

——When I was a child, the little boy’s family was very poor. When eating, the food was often not enough, so the mother would share the rice in her bowl with the children. The mother said, children, eat quickly, I am not hungry! This is the mother’s way of saying

's first lie;

——When the boys are growing up, the hard-working mother often goes to the rural river ditches on the outskirts of the county on Sundays to catch some fish to supplement calcium for the children. The fish is delicious and the fish soup is also very fresh. When the children eat fish,

The mother was gnawing the fish bones and licking the meat stains on the fish bones with her tongue. The boy felt distressed, so he put the fish in his bowl into the mother's bowl and invited the mother to eat the fish. The mother refused to eat, so the mother used chopsticks to pick up the fish.

Return it to the boy's bowl. The mother said, "Child, eat quickly, I don't like fish!" This is the second lie told by the mother;

——When he was in junior high school, in order to pay the school fees for the boy and his elder sister, his mother, who was a sewing worker, went to the neighborhood committee to pick up some matchboxes and took them home. She earned a few cents at night to make up for the family expenses. One winter, the boy

When he woke up in the middle of the night, he saw his mother still hunched over a matchbox under the oil lamp. The boy said, "Mom, go to sleep, you have to go to work tomorrow morning." The mother smiled and said, "Son, go to sleep quickly, I'm not sleepy!"

This was the third lie my mother told;

——In the year of the college entrance examination, my mother took leave and stood at the door of the examination center every day to support the boys taking the college entrance examination. It was midsummer and the sun was shining brightly, so my stubborn mother would stand there for several hours. The bell rang for the end of the exam, and my mother

He handed over a cup of strong tea brewed in a can and told the child to drink it. The tea was also strong and the love became stronger. Looking at his mother's chapped lips and sweat beads on her head, the boy handed the can in his hand to his mother and asked her to drink it.

Drink. The mother said, child, drink quickly, I am not thirsty. This is the fourth lie told by the mother;

——After my father died of illness, my mother became both a father and a mother. With her meager income from the sewing club, she worked hard to support several children and provide them with education. Her life was miserable. Repairing a watch under a telephone pole at an alley intersection.

After Uncle Li knew about it, he came over to help with big and small things, moved coal, carried water, and sent some money and food to help the boy's family. Human beings are not grass and trees, who can be ruthless. The neighbors saw this.

I kept it in my heart that I advised my mother to remarry, so why bother myself. However, my mother has been keeping her integrity for many years and never married. No matter how much others tried to persuade me, my mother would not listen. My mother said, I don’t love you. This is my mother’s fifth love.

a lie;

——After the boy and her brother and sister graduated from college and started working, the mother who was laid off from her job set up a stall at a nearby farmer’s market to make ends meet. When the children working in other places learned about it, they often sent money back to subsidize their mother.

I firmly refused and returned the money. My mother said, I have money. This was my mother’s sixth lie;

——The boy stayed in school to teach for two years, and then got admitted as a doctoral candidate at a prestigious university in the United States. After graduation, he stayed in the United States to work in a scientific research institution. The salary was quite generous and the conditions were good. The boy in a foreign country wanted to bring his mother back.

Enjoy the happiness but was rejected by the old man. My mother said, I am not used to it. This is my mother’s seventh lie;

——In his later years, his mother became seriously ill and was admitted to the hospital. When the boy, who was far away on the other side of the Atlantic, rushed back by plane, his mother was already dying after the operation. When his mother was old, he looked at his mother who was tortured to death by the disease, and the boy

She was heartbroken and burst into tears. But her mother said, "Son, don't cry, I don't feel any pain." This was her last lie.

This paragraph is a true description of Chinese mothers and the most accurate portrayal of our Chinese women. The author's purpose is to praise. Readers who read this paragraph will often feel moved from the bottom of their hearts after reading this paragraph, because most of us

This is what human mothers are like, and our mothers are indeed great.

However, few people think about this question: Why do our mothers do this? Is it just because of maternal love and poverty?

No, I don’t think so. I think the deepest reason for this should be: the unique character traits of women that have been formed in our country for a long time, and such character traits have slowly been transmitted to men, and have even been infiltrated.

It goes into the culture and national characteristics of the entire country. This characteristic is: tolerance.

Forbearance, for us as individuals, often results in psychological barriers, but for a country, it is often fatal. The result is that we will never rise up to resist until the moment of life and death. However, when the resistance is successful,

Only then will people realize that their country has actually become devastated. (To be continued)


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