When I was young, I was full of vigor, with dreams of career and passion of youth, and struggled hard on the road of self-righteousness. At that time, I also missed home, but not too much. I felt that I had not done a good job and went home to complain. I always wanted to
Returning home in glorious clothes one day.
Returning home in glory, a symbol of glory, is the dream of many workers.
There are not many people who have truly achieved this. Most of them are working hard in unfamiliar cities. They work day and night just to have enough food to support their families. They live at the bottom of society, and their blood is mixed with sadness.
of sweat.
Only during the New Year and holidays will I put on new clothes and dress myself up like a homecoming.
In our society, there are big figures with unparalleled achievements, entrepreneurs with successful careers, celebrities that people like to gossip about, and outstanding figures from all walks of life.
Most of them are ordinary workers.
Among ordinary workers, there is a group of thousands of migrant workers from rural areas. They leave their homes and careers and leave their hometowns, making huge contributions to our society in obscurity.
People who are away from home miss their home, their mothers, their children, their sisters, sisters and compatriots.
I couldn't go home, so I looked in the distance in the direction of my home. In front of me were the faces of my loved ones, with tears swirling in my eyes------
Old Tan sat quietly in front of the window and looked outside. It was raining outside, and the sound of pattering rain was particularly clear at night, drifting in through the window and into his ears.
His eyes were filled with tears at this time.
When a person reaches forty, half his life has passed.
I used to live in poverty and hardship when I was young. I vaguely saw my mother walking in the biting cold wind, carrying a basket, begging for food from door to door, and feeding a group of children at home------
There is also the small river by the village. My mother stepped into the water with her shoes with exposed toes, and said lovingly with exhaustion: "Let's go across the river. Look, Mom is also going across the river------"
Tears fell silently, and my heart ached.
He wanted to go home and see his mother.
Don't miss home when you're in a difficult situation. The more you miss home, the more you miss it, and the more uncomfortable it becomes. Even though I'm forty years old, what I want to see most when I'm lying on the hospital bed is my mother. I want to snuggle into my mother's arms like a child, and have the same childhood memories.
The same, wanton coquettishness.
A mother's arms are always a strong swaddle for a child, no matter how old it is.
However, you can't go home limping like this. You have to wait until your legs are healed and look like a healthy person.
When I was twenty-one years old, I simply packed my bags and prepared to go out to work, find a way out for my poor family, and find a way out for myself. My mother didn’t say anything, but just warned her before leaving home: “It’s not easy to be away from home.
It doesn’t matter whether you make money or not, you have to walk down-to-earth and be a real person.”
Walk steadily and be a real person.
Yes, my mother’s words have been ringing in my ears all these years, and I dare not forget them.
Nineteen years have passed and I have become a city dweller, but deep down in my heart I am still incompatible with the city. The peasant mentality embedded in my bones always reminds me that I am a farmer and that one day I will return to the countryside and return home.
Nowadays, success and fame are not counted, and returning home is not a homecoming. Nowadays, the countryside is better than the city. Each of the five sisters has a better life than me. They have all built new houses and bought cars. The annual income makes me feel ashamed.
Compared with my sisters, I have just escaped from poverty, but I am happy to see that my sister's family is doing well.
Especially when I see my mother, who is now able to live a long life with no worries about food and clothing, and is in good health with no illness or disaster, this is the greatest blessing.
What more do you want?
People are always happy when they are satisfied.
The relationship with my wife Lin Yan is not good. This is not a problem. It will change as time goes by and life moves forward. As long as people think for the best and act for the best, nothing is impossible.
Old Tan wiped the tears from his face and lit a cigarette.
When the first puff of smoke was exhaled, his thoughts began to jump into the reality in front of him.
There are still ten days left for the hotel to be renovated and preparations will begin for its opening. The kitchen staff has been fixed, but two waiters are still missing at the front desk, and they will be recruited soon.
The overall training is over, and Yang Zhijun and Mulan are responsible for the rest. They have made great progress through their studies in the provincial capital and can fully support this store.
The happiest thing for Lao Tan now is to see the growth of managers. Only when they grow up and can support the store alone can the company develop in a healthy way and become bigger and stronger.
He will return to the provincial capital tomorrow. He has been out for two months and misses his family very much. Although he can see the work reports of each store every day and know the daily business conditions and what happened, he still misses him. After all, he has not been there in person, so he can't worry about it.
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He knows that this kind of worry is not advisable, and he must overcome this problem. If he doesn't let the middle managers take charge, they will never grow up. Knowing is one thing, and doing it is another thing. It requires a process.
Do three things first when returning to the provincial capital.
First, buy the tableware from the Hohhot store; second, implement human resources; third, take a look at the Taishan Road store and be aware of it.
After completing these three things, I immediately returned to Hohhot to start the business.
It seems that time is tight and the task is heavy.
At one o'clock in the afternoon the next day, Lao Tan and Yan Zi came out of the airport and got into Yanhua's car to pick them up. Yan Zi followed back mainly because he was worried about Lao Tan because he had difficulty moving after all.
"Is your leg okay?" Yanhua asked.
"Okay, it's okay." Lao Tan said.
"Then there's less walking around, don't be tired."
"It's okay, it's not that serious."
"Which one should I go to home or to the store first?" Yanhua asked.
"Let's get home, take a rest first, and go to the store tomorrow." Lao Tan said.
"I miss the child."
"Well, I think. He hasn't finished school yet."
Soon they chatted about the store, and Yanhua told Lao Tan the situation of the Taishan Road store in detail.
"I remember that Du Dabeard used to make noodles at that location." Lao Tan recalled.
"That's the location. I'll take you to see it tomorrow." Yanhua said.
"Now we have to renovate in June or July. I told Mr. Xiang and he said we should try to finish it in two and a half months," Lao Tan said.
"That's what I planned to do. It'll be auspicious to open the business on October 1st." Yanhua said with a smile. After that, she thought of something and said, "Let's go to the hospital for a checkup and take a picture tomorrow. I'm a little worried about Inner Mongolia."
Hospital."
"No, their hospital is just like ours. Besides, if it doesn't heal, I won't be able to stay alive," Lao Tan said.
Yanhua was amused.
Yanhua sent Lao Tan downstairs and went back. Lao Tan slowly climbed to the fifth floor, took out the key and opened the door. When he entered the room, he was stunned. His son was standing at the door.
"You didn't go to school?" Lao Tan asked.
"Why don't you take the college entrance examination? We'll use the classroom and we'll have three days off. Did my mother call you?" the son asked.
Lao Tan remembered that today is the 8th, the day of the college entrance examination. But his son asked Lin Yan what she meant by calling him? So he said: "Your mother didn't call me, what happened?"
"I thought my mother called you, so why are you back? Did you know that my mother is on a business trip these days?" the son asked.
"Your mother is on a business trip? When did she leave?" Lao Tan was stunned and asked.
"I left yesterday for three days in Harbin," the son said.
"Oh, were you at home by yourself yesterday?" Lao Tan asked.
"Yes, just me." The son said nonchalantly.
Lao Tan looked at his son. Although he was taller than other children of the same age, he was just ten years old after all. He was unavoidable and worried at home alone. He blamed Lin Yan for being so bold - why should he find someone to accompany his son?
"Aren't you scared at home?" Lao Tan asked, stroking his son's head.
"There is nothing to be afraid of. I did my homework first, then watched TV after finishing my homework, then cooked a bag of dumplings, took a shower after eating the dumplings, and went to bed after taking a shower." The son reported.
"have you eaten your breakfast?"
"After eating, I went downstairs to eat steamed buns and tofu."
"Where's noon?"
"I want to cook instant noodles. I won't be hungry until I think about it. I'll eat them when I'm hungry at night."
Lao Tan felt a little sad and felt sorry for his son. At the same time, he was happy with his son's independence and sensibleness. It was not easy for a ten-year-old child to dare to live alone at home and take care of himself.
"Tell you, Dad, last time my mother went to Shanghai to study, I stayed at home for two days by myself. There was no holiday at that time and I went to school. My mother prepared bread, milk, and egg rolls for me. I ate one in the morning.
Bread, drink a bag of milk, and then go downstairs to take the school bus. After school, I won’t go upstairs until I finish eating at the meat restaurant downstairs before coming back up.
I do my homework when I get home, watch TV after I finish my homework, take a shower at nine o'clock, and go to bed after taking a shower. I feel pretty good being alone, and I'm not afraid - I'm just afraid of rain and thunder."
My son told me that he seemed to have had the experience of being alone at home last month.
"Dad is also afraid of thunder." Lao Tan said.
"My mother said that I am afraid of thunder just like you." The son said.
"What else did your mother say?"
"My mother said that when there's thunder, you act like a child, almost like me - I thought my mother called you, Dad, I'm hungry."
"It's easy to deal with being hungry. Dad was also hungry and asked, "What do you want to eat?" Lao Tan laughed.
"Anything is fine. We have dumplings and cauliflower in the refrigerator. I don't want to eat dumplings anymore." My son said, it seems that the quick-frozen dumplings are not delicious, or he is always a little tired of eating them, and he has a look on his face that he can't swallow.
Lao Tan felt a little distressed. Although he was a chef, he didn't seem to have cooked for his son many times, and he felt a little guilty.
He hugged his son. He has already reached the height of his ears and is expected to be as tall as him next year.
"Say, what do you want to eat? Dad can satisfy you."
"Dad, let's go eat barbecue. I want to eat barbecue." After the son finished speaking, he looked at Lao Tan expectantly.
"Okay, wait for dad to change clothes and then go downstairs."
Lao Tan agreed, his heart was struck by a joyful excitement, and he even forgot about the dull pain in his injured leg.
When eating barbecue, Lao Tan looked at his son lovingly while grilling his son, with moist eyes.