The first short story
At that time, I was pregnant for five months, and I was still squeezing the subway to and from work every day. All friends of office workers know that the subway is really crowded, and I am nervously protecting my baby on my way to and from work every day.
On the day of work on Monday, there were so many people that it was almost impossible to get a seat on the subway. At this time, a father gave me his seat across the distance, helped me out of the way, and said loudly, "Excuse me."
I thought at that time, this must be the father with a lovely baby at home. Every boy will begin to pay attention to his pregnant mother after becoming a father, because he shares that concern.
Although this is only a small matter, it really makes me feel very warm. Later, when I came home from work, I told my husband that when I was in the field and saw a pregnant woman or child in need, I must lend a helping hand, hoping that more people could feel the warmth of being helped.
The second short story
Just at the beginning of last month, I went back to my hometown alone with my one-and-a-half-year-old milk treasure. It's really hard. I carry a big mother bag on my back and a baby in my arms. I can imagine that scene.
We went back by car, and there were really many people going back to their hometown at the weekend. It was really inconvenient for an aunt to see me with children and things. She offered to hold the baby for me, but my little baby was too shy to be held by others. So my aunt took the initiative to help me carry my backpack and put things on the seat.
At that time, I was also wondering if menstruation would think of his daughter who was alone outside. Of course, I didn't ask, it was purely my own brain. But anyway, I met a kind person.
Although these are small things, they are the help I really need and the rare kindness. Later, when I saw people in need on the road, I would lend a helping hand. I think every good thing will pay off in the end.