The story of the last bun

　　The editorial center of China Storytelling.com was informed that "Grandma, you eat, you eat!" For the fifth time, the little girl held the bun up to her grandmother's mouth.

　　The grandmother smiled and pushed the bun to the girl's mouth, "Grandma doesn't eat it, you eat it, eat it and grow taller."

　　The little girl put down the bun with a furious face, put her arms around her and said with a pout, "I've saved this for you, if you don't eat it, I won't pick up the bottle for you later!"

　　Grandma laughed, picked up the bun, gently bite, "Mmm, it smells good! But grandma is old and can't chew, so you can eat." The grandmother said and passed this last bun to the girl's mouth.

　　The girl looked at her grandmother, suddenly opened her mouth wide, "ahhh" a bite off a large half, while chewing with gusto, while making a face at the grandmother.

　　This is a seventy-year-old grandmother, plain clothes, hair white, limping, rickety waist, I have seen her countless times in the district. The good story is that sometimes she bends down to look for something in the garbage can, and sometimes she carries a large knitted bag, looking east and west, hobbling forward. I guess she was either a neighbor or a resident of a nearby neighborhood, and on several occasions, I saw her on my way home to bed after the stores closed at 11:00 at night. So, from the first time they walked into the bun shop, asking the price in a whisper, hesitantly left, not a moment later came in again, asked for half a cage of vegetarian stuffed buns, two bowls of rice, to the little girl again and again grabbed the buns with her hands and handed them to the grandmother's mouth, the grandmother again and again smiled and pushed them to the girl's mouth ...... I have been secretly sizing them up. I even thought about buying a bun for them, but I was afraid of being rejected, but let themselves embarrassed, and finally did not take any action, quietly sitting opposite them, eating buns, drinking egg soup.

　　"Boss, here's your money." The grandmother watched the girl finish the buns, drank all her rice, and drained the girl's leftover rice, wiped her mouth with her hand, and trembled. What about the pelican?

　　"Forget it, we'll talk about it next time." The lady boss smilingly gathered a pile of dishes and brought them into the back kitchen.

　　"Thank you, I have some." The grandmother took out a handkerchief from her trouser pocket, found seven yuan in change and put it on the table, then left the bakery with a woven bag in one hand and the girl in the other.

　　Discovering a touching experience

　　In a mountain climbing, I saw a pair of gray-haired elderly people supporting each other, step by step on the steep stone steps, I was thinking, so old, how to climb such a steep mountain, some curious I went up and asked, I said: Grandpa you and grandmother climbing such a high mountain tired? He smiled and said "not than you young people, physical strength is a little weak ah," I asked again, then how do you still climb such a steep mountain ah? He said to me in an amiable tone, "We often climb mountains when we were young, this habit ah has not changed, now the legs are not numb, but still able to move, before lying on a hospital bed, and then and old companion more climbing this mountain, one to exercise the body, the second is not to change the two of us this habit of climbing mountains together, we are this age, say not the day into the yellow earth, more climbing I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good deal on this.

　　I was thinking when I went up the mountain, this is such a touching scene, is this "holding the hand of the son, and the son grow old together." The actual fact is that you can't be sure that you're going to be able to get a good deal on your own. The old man's simple words can be heard in a positive attitude of life, the twilight years still adhere to the common pleasure of two people for many years, this is how touching ah! The actual fact is that there are a lot of young people like me, an ideal is a three-minute fever, never persist in a thing, a relationship is only a short period of passion, never the heart to cultivate a lifetime of tacit understanding between two people, and finally wasted a lot of beautiful time. Always looking for the way of life, perhaps the way exists in these subtle images of life, but we have never had the heart to experience, thinking about this, I suddenly feel that the fatigue has been thrown to the clouds, the footsteps are also much lighter, step by step towards the top of the mountain.

　　Another time, I went to learn to swim, a father is teaching a child to swim, he gently tied the swimming ring on the child, and then put him at the water's edge, one action to teach, from his eyes can see the sincere love, and this is how touching scene ah! I was thinking, when we learn the same thing as a child, our parents are not taught the same thing, I think it should be, but then the memory is relatively fuzzy, through this scene I vaguely see the process of growing up as a child, and the selfless love of parents, is really another touching scene.

　　Once watching a movie, in which the hero became famous, and then to his beloved girl said a heartfelt words "your smile can bring me good luck, to meet you is my greatest luck." A very touching scene, it is worth to taste a sentence, life is really the most fortunate thing to meet a right person.

　　In fact, touching things happen in life all the time. When we see a stranger helping a stranger selflessly, won't we feel very touching? When we see a couple smiling towards the moment of marriage, we will not feel also very moved? When we see a pair of parents holding their children in the park, will not we be moved by their happiness? A beautiful picture, a warm word, a fond memory ...... These beauties keep gathering in our hearts, we can decorate our lives beautifully, life is full of emotions, emotions can form beautiful memories. When we are also dying, we can see certain scenes that can awaken our memories of our youth, just as we see the present scenes and remember our childhood. These reflections are the philosophy of life, if we can carefully observe those feelings that exist in life, they will reflect our past, and in the future, the truth of life will not be late, and those mistakes related to the theme of life will be much less.

　　When we see the sunset, we will not have the sadness of "the broken heart is at the end of the world", but will think that we have had another happy day. When we see the lonely smoke of the desert, we will no longer sigh at the desolation of life, but will think, what a spectacular scene it is! When we see the spring flowers, we will not sigh that the spring is so short, but we will think that it will soon bear fruit! Positivity is an attitude in life, an attitude that determines the color of life, an attitude that comes from the insight of beauty.

　　Perseverance for love

　　The Chinese story network management department was informed that the nearly 50-year-old aunt had left behind a pair of minor children and left. Until her last breath, she still believed in her choice and held on to her love for that man.

　　When she was very sick, I went to see her. She was lying alone in a makeshift wooden shed across the street from her new house, with an oxygen tube in her nose, pale and too weak to speak. The good story is that I always felt that my sister had something to do with her choice of marriage and her stubborn perseverance.

　　The young lady was originally healthy, her nickname was Jun, her skin was white and silky, like the white of a boiled egg. When she smiled, a pair of sweet dimples squeezed out of her red cheeks. It is probably because of a few years of schooling in the city, she dresses fashionably, loves cleanliness, has a city model.

　　Because of this city style, she wants to make her own decision on the choice of marriage. The people who came to the door to propose marriage broke the threshold, but the young aunt simply do not see, said to find true love. The family members do not know what she is looking for. Finally, one day, a ten years older than her, full bearded man appeared. He was so poor that he couldn't even afford to build a house, but he was chosen by his sister-in-law. The woman said she did not agree to the marriage, but the sister was willing, saying that he knew how to love, had feelings, and had a manly temperament. To this day, my mother still says she can't understand it, saying that the man will play tricks. He often came to play badminton with his sister during the day, and walked with her at night to enjoy the moon. In those days, people in the countryside had no such leisurely thoughts, but he did. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers. The company's main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services. The actual "lovey-dovey" man was not the "Prince Charming" she had been dreaming of.

　　The only thing she said in her hospital bed was that your aunt fed me during the day and tucked me in at night, he cared about me. Care? I clutched her cold hand and held back my tears, not knowing what to say. The first thing I did was to get married, but I had a few days of comfort. The man did fulfill his promise to keep the romantic mood of life, really some like Naranjude and her lover, living a "see the book to get splash tea fragrance" like days. Although he did not have much culture, but often told his sister about the outside world, she was immersed in a paradise-like day. But her mother-in-law could not tolerate her, saying that she was blindly talking, only growing a human face, can not be used as a person. He listened to his mother's nagging, and went home to be angry with his sister. Yes, this is a rural village, romance is not a meal. After thinking about it, Xiao Gu started to work in the field. A year later, she gave birth to a daughter, her waist became thicker, her face is not as watery as before, but she is still careful. She cleaned the house immaculately, did not make a single fold in the kang sheet, and even the children's clothes were clean and tidy, which is very difficult for rural women to do. But the man ignored this, completely lost the initial romantic feelings.

　　The first thing you need to do is to be a housewife at home, and he goes to work abroad, so the days are dull and quiet. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers. When she was washing his clothes, she found a love letter in his pocket. The woman was knocked out by the hot words and cried for a divorce. The good story is that he said he was working with that woman and that she had a heart, but he didn't want to. Seeing his daughter and his sister crying, he vowed to never see that woman again. The young aunt saw that he was sincere and a first-time offender, so she forgave him.

　　The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers. The actual fact is that the situation is not as simple as they thought.

　　I think of this, I blame the man, the young aunt wandering eyes looking at me, dry and cracked lips wriggling, like to say something. I lifted the kettle on the nightstand and poured her a bowl of water, but the water was cold. I thought, "Is this what he calls caring? If he cared about his sister, he would not have cheated on him again after the birth of his son. The old saying goes, "A mountain is easy to change, but a nature is hard to change. When the sister-in-law was busy taking care of her young son, he had an affair with an older girl of 27 or 28 years old from the same village. In those days, rural girls got married early, usually at the age of 20. I heard that she had a bad reputation, so she didn't find an in-law. The youngest sister followed her several times at night and watched them making out with each other, her heart felt like a knife. The mother-in-law said she couldn't control her children because they were too old to be their mothers; she told her mother's family, but they didn't take her seriously. Gradually, the sister-in-law became less talkative, not thinking about tea and food, and soon lost weight. She wanted to leave the home, but also hurt her children without a mother.

　　Ask the world what is "love" and what is "love"? At this time the little aunt is unable to say, and the little aunt husband like the Han Dynasty Sima Xiangru, forgetting his "phoenix" like promise, alone to go outside the home "search and find", which cared about her people than the yellow flower is thin. My sister did not have the talent of Zhuo Wenjun, and she could not write a poem to make him change his mind, so she had to focus on her two children.

　　In those years, I seldom went back to my hometown and saw my sister less often. When I met her once, her appearance made my heart ache. She was dressed sloppily, her hair was disheveled, as if she hadn't taken care of it for several days, and I couldn't believe she was the clean and neat little aunt she used to be. I greeted her, she ducked her eyes and stroked her messy hair in front of her face, smiled at me, and left in a hurry without saying a few words. The thin, sad, mulberry face, I still remember.

　　I remember that my sister-in-law loves beauty, but now, she is so sick that she can't wear any nice clothes. I came close to her ear and said: "Aunt, you still remember your flower head rope? I miss your flower head rope, still want to snuggle in your arms, let you give me braided twist it!" Suddenly, her sickly face flooded with a few shades of youth. When I was a child, she often gave me braids. The two dark braids are tied on both sides of the head, walking a warp and a warp, the braid tip of the flower head rope like two flapping wings of the butterfly. For the sake of the beautiful braids, I always stay around her. She had a hobby of collecting headbands, woolen ones, glass ones, and flat ones with elasticity, which looked very much like noodles and were green and flowery, making people hungry. But she often locks the head rope in the cupboard and doesn't let anyone touch it. Once when she was not home, I stole her key, opened the locker and took out a few of them and tied them around my head to show off. When my sister found out, she chased me all over the street asking for them, and I cried out, but I wouldn't give them. The grandmother jumped to her feet and scolded her for not knowing what to do, and even hit her. The little aunt with tears threw me a few, "bam" a sound will be shut in the house ...... look at the haggard face of the little aunt in front of you, self-condemnation rushed to the heart, I do not want her to suffer a little aggravation.

　　The man is different, he tortured the little aunt far more than that, later, he even with the big girl openly. When my cousin was more than two years old, he even beat my sister for this matter, and she went to her third aunt's house in the city in a fit of anger. The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you are getting into. Third aunt saw the situation, so she had to send her back to her mother's home in the countryside. The young aunt missed her son and did not want to go back to her heartbreaking home alone, so she sent a letter saying she wanted to see him. The cruel man not only did not ask her to go back, but also did not let her see her son, and even her daughter could not go to her grandmother's house to see her mother. Later, I heard from my elder aunt that my sister had some mental disorder and often giggled. That summer, when I went to see her at her grandmother's house, she was sitting in the courtyard washing her clothes with her crazy head, stirring two underwear back and forth in half a basin of black water. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers. The uncles can no longer be angry, take the little aunt angry to go to the man to settle accounts. He saw the situation and greeted his sister with a big smile on his face. As soon as she saw her son, she picked him up and cried. As the son was small and had not seen his mother for a long time, he cried and refused to let her hold him, so she cried even more.

　　If she had chosen to leave, she would not have been short-lived, but she stubbornly chose to wait, keeping her depression at the bottom of her heart and running the family wholeheartedly. In order to maintain the family, she set up a flour mill all by herself. Because of the good quality and low price of flour, business soon boomed, and the small mill supported the great hope in the life of the young aunt. Son, growing up day by day; day by day, as usual. Seeing her son, Xiao Gu's face blossomed with a rare smile. In this way, she watched her son grow up, while continuing to grind noodles business, in the blink of an eye is more than ten years. The good story is that she made a lot of money and started to take care of building a house for her son. When her mother-in-law saw her working day and night, her attitude improved and she started to help her.

　　But the new house had just been built when Xiao Gu collapsed. Her limbs were weak, and when she moved a little, she was out of breath, and sometimes she couldn't even eat. The village doctor's treatment did not work, and went to the county hospital for examination, the doctor said she had "muscle weakness". This diagnosis took the man by surprise, perhaps because of his conscience, perhaps because he felt that the family could not live without his sister, he really "cared". In order to confirm the diagnosis, he took his sister to Beijing for examination and was finally diagnosed with "severe muscle weakness". The family was dumbfounded by the authoritative diagnosis. When she learned the details, she kept asking, "How long can I live? She cried, "My son is still young"! After cross-examination, it was learned that she had been feeling ill for a long time, but at that time she was only busy building a house and had been holding back. The whole family was sweating for her, knowing that there was little hope, but they still did not give up on the treatment. Faced with expensive medical bills, the man bowed his head and was only hospitalized for a dozen days through the help of his mother's family. A large amount of money into the hospital, but the condition, but no signs of improvement. The hospitalization of those days, the man for her to run around, feeding water, feeding medicine, small aunt satisfied, she calmly stared at the mother's family, shaking his head and said: go home, go home ......

　　I didn't think that the time I parted with my sister was forever, and the new house she built with her own hands became the staging post of her life in less than a month. The pain, uncovering thatch face paper, will unveil the two worlds, looking at the face of the loss of blood, as if encountered an incredible daydream ...... cousin, cousin cried to death, cousin just went to college and lost his mother, a young girl's heart who will take care of? The young cousin, just in his second year, is in adolescence, more in need of motherly love, who can give him motherly warmth? The most important thing that my sister could not worry about was him, and he had suffered for more than ten years for his innocence to be with this family.

　　I will never forget the scene of the funeral: the autumn wind relentlessly tearing the leaves, leaves like a sick woman, tiredly falling on the head and shoulders of the mourners, rolling up the dust wrapped in white paper money fluttering in the sky. The sound of whimpering moved the heavens, and the heavens were merciful, and it rained, like a sob. The coffin was wet, like the tears of my sister, and the hearse ran into the lonely wilderness amidst the heartbreaking cries of my relatives. She was a little timid when she was alive, and when she died, she had to guard the dark grave alone. She was afraid, cold, there, and whose shoulders to cling to?

　　The young lady gave her life for love, but she could never have imagined that only three months after her death, the man would take back another woman and live in the new house she built.

　　Until now, the scene of Xiao Gu lying in the wooden shed often flashes in my mind, I think, she must have regretted in the other world. Good story, but when I asked her in my mind, "Auntie, do you regret your choice to love him?" The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the public.

　　I understand, although she paid a heavy price for marriage, but after all, for their own choice once. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers.