I have not been home for a long time

My mother and her work in the same factory, every Sunday I went to my mother to ask for a living time often can see the side of the work of Wang Xiaoya, she came to see me to remove the gray mask used to quickly indicate my mother , And slowly we are familiar. I was ten years old by the father of the master from the village of the two pavilions primary school to the county's Feishan primary school, often after the evening after school bus ride near Wang Xiaoya home can meet her shouting a large group of chickens and ducks. Her left hand on his hips, standing full of water, straw and dirt field side of the image gradually into my eyes.

Our family so much family economy is very difficult, but wins in the mother and father willing to run around and we have a few children regardless of size are aware of the savings, so life is poor but also light taste. To the time of grape growing, just busy in the factory to live back home mother and put another work. Often this season, God let the sun so blazing dyed red hard work of the workers resolute face.

It was a surprise that I had learned from the mother that Wang Xiaoya was working under the meandering vines. She is less than the mother, she was so small, in addition to doing a factory thing every day have to "manage" a large group of chickens and ducks, where there are free time to go to the vineyard part-time? Later learned that her eldest daughter dropped out of school because of illness, and a son in high school.

I have not been home for a long time, once again heard the news of the girl is a mother and then occasionally heard of the call. I heard that she was working, the factory weighing hundreds of pounds of the machine suddenly failed from the height of the fall only heard soon hit her right arm. Mother said he was frightened and went to the hospital to see the girl thing. Mother said the girl this girl is very brave, the workers to buy gifts to give money to see her kind of can not help but tears of the impulse, only she was like nothing.

After her amputation I have a car back through the village, once again far to see her, the former supple and elegant hair cut into a men's head, right hand cuff tube empty. I heard that the factory lost a sum of money to appease the girl, slowly her daughter's disease has improved. And then later heard his son admitted to the university, lazy in his brother-in-law to help find a decent work, the family had a good day too good.
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