Ma Hu three young man lost his father, and it was his mother who pulled him into adulthood with shit and urine. After Ma Husan started his family, he set up a new home. Although his living place was not far from his mother, he was busy with work and small family and rarely walked around his mother. Over time, I naturally neglected my mother, which made me feel very uncomfortable.
Ma Husan also wants to make me happy. That day, he knocked on his mother's door early in the morning. When he saw his son getting up so early, he angrily said with joy: "You turtle baby still knows you have a mother."
Ma Husan smiled and said, "I'm busy all day long and can't come to accompany you. In order to make me happy, I'll give you a gift today!" Ma Husan said, as he lit up his hand behind him: It turned out to be a parrot in a cage. The parrot has bright fur and a curved mouth, jumping up and down in the cage, looking particularly lively.
The old lady curled her lips and said, "Get a little bird to fool my mother. Isn't your mother a 1-year-old child?" As soon as I finished speaking, the parrot in the cage stopped beating and tilted her head and said, "I am a good bird, I am a good bird, mom, mom!" When the old lady laughed, she said to her son, "Turtie teased your mother with all her heart! Just follow the parrot herself, she is a good bird." After hearing this, the parrot in the cage shook his wings and said, "I am a good bird, I am a good bird!" It made me laugh.
With this bird, Ma Husan's mother served and teased birds every day without any trouble. She felt much better, Ma Husan became more at ease, and naturally she saw her mother less often. A month later, on the fifteenth day of the seventh day of the lunar calendar, Ma Husan took his wife and children and went home to visit his father's grave. As soon as I stepped into the house, I felt the atmosphere was a bit abnormal. The parrot hanging in the bird cage in the yard shrank its head, drooped its wings, its eyes were dull, and it was in a state of energy. My mother also slapped her face and was wiping the furniture. After putting down his things, Ma Husan sat in front of me and asked, "Mom, is it a bird that makes you angry?" Before I could answer, the parrot answered, and said weakly, "When will I go home, and when will I go home?" Ma Husan felt sour when he heard this. He knew that no matter how good the bird in the world could not replace his son, it must be that I often told the bird that he would not go home, so that the bird could learn it. Now it is the bird that conveys my voice. Ma Husan said to his mother, "Mom, I think you've seen so few times. Even the birds ask me, I'll change it in the future!"
but I didn't expect that my mother said, "San, I don't blame you, and I don't know where this bird learned what it was." Seeing my mother say this, Ma Husan looked at the listless parrot again and felt strange. I never lie, but where did this parrot learn from?
After the Zhongyuan Festival , my mother's spirit was the same as a parrot, and she was getting worse every day. Ma Husan was very worried and came back to her more times. As soon as he approached the yard that day, he heard the sound of a parrot coming from the bird cage hanging on the persimmon tree in the yard: "When will you go home? When will you go home?"
Ma Husan approached the yard and looked at it. He was shocked: there was another parrot on the branch of the parrot cage. The parrot was anxious and had a disheveled feather. It was pushing its bent mouth into the bird cage. It screamed at the parrot in the cage with a shrill sound: "Go home, go home, when will you go home!" After hearing this, the parrot in the cage jumped up and down, and used his body to hit the cage wall hard, making the cage wall "bang", and the feathers that were knocked off were fluttering, as if they were desperately trying to fly out.
Ma Husan then realized that this was the parrot's wife who came to find it. It turned out that some time ago, Ma Husan saw that the parrot was in a sluggish state, so he went to the county town to find a flower and bird shop selling parrots to ask for advice. When the owner saw that he had just talked about buying a parrot, the owner kept complaining. It turned out that the owner had a pair of parrots. After Ma Husan bought one, the remaining one was restless all day long, and the moans made it difficult to fall asleep. Finally, he knocked open the bird cage and flew away while the owner was not paying attention.
The door of Ma Hu San's mother was pushed open with a creaking sound, and an angry mother walked out of the room.I saw my mother waving a broom in her hand and shouting, "'Go home, come home, you bird, just betrayal in front of my son, see if I won't beat you to death, let you talk nonsense again!" The parrot on the branch saw someone approaching, and the cage was even more miserable, and the parrot in the cage also struggled more fiercely, as if he was separated from his relatives in life and death. I was stunned by the scene in front of me, and for a long time, sighed, threw away the broom, and walked towards the bird cage. The parrot next to the cage flew to the tree not far away, still screaming miserably: "Go home, go home!"
My mother gently opened the bird cage with tears in her eyes and murmured: "Go home, go home, go home!" The parrot in the cage was stunned for a second at the opening cage door, suddenly flapped her wings, flew out of the bird cage, and headed straight for the parrot waiting for it on the branches. The two parrots screamed joyfully and flew away in the blink of an eye.
Ma Husan saw his mother's sad face, walked over and saw her mother staring at the empty bird cage in a daze. She comforted her and said, "If you fly, fly, don't be sad!" The mother shook her head and sighed, "Good birds, good birds, they know that they love home, and all the birds that love home must be good birds!" Ma Husan said, blushing on all three sides, and no more sounds.
Author profile: Xue Hongxin, male, member of the Communist Party of China. He has published personal collections such as "The Dream of the Little River" and "Mother-in-law is a Dad". His works are scattered in hundreds of newspaper and magazine online platforms such as " People's Literature ", " Story Club ", "Story World", "Folk Literature", "Ancient and Modern Legendary Story Edition", "Legendary Story", "Ancient and Modern Story Newspaper", etc. He is currently working in Yuanyang County Urban Management Bureau, Vice Chairman of Yuanyang County Writers Association, and a special contributor of "Auntarily Dao Wenyuan".
