When I was 16 years old, my father died of brain bleeding. My mother and I felt that the sky was falling, especially my mother.

Dad was a little woman who was protected. My father is gone, and she is a person who can't even do good food. How can she continue to live?

The first dinner after the burial of my father was Mapo tofu, celery sliced meat and fried lunch meat. Everything is like my father at the time. However, mother obviously can't do it. Seeing my puzzled look, my mother said calmly: "Your dad has been doing it for so many years. I can only watch it, but he is here and I don't want to fuck her."

Everyone said that women who will give up their best life. This sentence is only half right when it comes to my mother. With her father here, she didn't touch the sun and spring water. She coaxed her father to do her homework. She only needed sweet words throughout the whole process. Therefore, my father suddenly passed away and was filled with sorrow. What I was even more worried about was how my mother could live. Even when grandma called, she would secretly explain to me: "Teach your mother well and cheer up. If there is a suitable person, don't be too irresistible. She has poor living ability and it is not easy for you to support yourself." However, we all seemed to have misunderstood mother.

After her father left, she began to have strong maneuvering skills.

First of all, it is a craft. She was not confused at all with three meals a day. I learn food and teach people. Sometimes I fail and I have to study a dish if I don’t sleep in the middle of the night. During the years, whether it was to go to grandma’s house or grandma’s house, the mother was responsible for chatting throughout the whole process, and father Zhang Luo gave birth to a large table of delicacies. After dad left, mom took over the task. Year after year, the mother inherited her father's handwriting and her father's mission. Although his father is gone, his hand is still there and his heart is still taking care of his family.

The first spring festival after my father left, my mother and I were at my grandma's house. On the 28th day of the month, I accompanied my mother to buy vegetables. She took out a long shopping list from her pocket, ranging from steak to cilantro, and placed them one by one. From the vegetable market to the supermarket, I turned down all the way, and my mother's eyes were red. I know, she is thinking about dad. I said, "Mom, don't be difficult, you still have me." But Mom said, "Mom is not difficult, but mother feels happy. In previous years, it was all about your father Zhang Luo, and he never took the list to take care of everyone's preferences. How much love a person has to put in his heart can do so well, without complaints and regrets."

Mom's job is edited by a publishing house. Who would have thought that a "literary young woman" like her would one day be interested in screwdrivers, squids, and wrenches. She took out the toolbox left by her father and slapdates it without any trouble. One will press the water dragon head, and the other will repair the clothes drying rack. Mom is learning about dad. Looking at the leaking flower the day before, it returned to normal the next day. I think the father who will never have the worries of the future is still there.

Find a man. This is the natural arrangement of many people for their future fate after their father left, including grandma and me.

I think Uncle Li will be his mother's late blessing. He and his mother were college classmates and were also their first experiences. Later, they were separated due to work assignments. Later, Uncle Li's family immigrated to Canada. When he found his mother, he had been an elderly widow with his wife for many years. We know each other's roots and bottom lines, and after the past is over, they all think this is the separation between the two old people. However, my mother just politely asked Uncle Li to eat the meal, and then there was no further information. I asked her why, and she replied, "I don't like it. The sound of speaking, walking, and even the posture of placing vegetables are uncomfortable. I don't feel comfortable with the screws and knives left by your father." The reason why she loves her father is always full, and the reason why she doesn't love others is that she is picking her bones in the eggs. Dad is not the standard for men in this world, but the standard for mothers to measure other men.

After that, I have never had my mother remarried again. When I got married and had children, my mother was always with me.

My husband is Lin Xumin. When mothers are having sex, they will deliberately and unintentionally bring him around to learn arts. Our family of three went out to play, but the tire was aborted, not the village in front or the shop in the back. My husband was so anxious that the group was transferred. So, the mother taught him and the two of them worked together to replace the fetus. She told my husband, "Kobayashi, I really didn't expect that you would look like whatever you fuck, you are smart and skillful, and you can see through it at a glance." My husband was so proud that he smiled and said to me behind him, "My mother is really a female nurse. She entered the hall, entered the kitchen, and she was also able to change her car." So, I told him about her former mother, and her father was still there.

If I don't recall, I almost forgot how my mother used to be, the little woman who was so proud of her high heels that she had worn her feet apart and asked her father to carry her to the floor. For some reason, at that moment, I suddenly wanted to hug her. So I ran to her room with nothing. As a result, she was looking at the photo album. She pointed to one of the photos of her father's youth and was stunned: "Yaya, why do you think your father is so? Really, every time I look at him, I feel as if I first saw him, I still feel heartbroken!" This swelling love comes from my 60-year-old mother. I don't feel stingy. I know so well how much she and dad fell in love with each other in this life.

Until today, my father has been gone for 16 years. There are still many people who told me that your mother should also find a companion. But, I really never got over her. Because my mother said, "You know more about what kind of relationship your dad and I have, death cannot separate us at all." Looking at her eyes when she looked at her father's photos, I was sure of this.

My mother, she has never been alone, she has been in a passion for life. My father's love will make her life worthwhile!

(Chunfeng/Excerpt from "Parent" No. 9, 2020, selected in this issue, picture/Zhang Tianyi)