? Xia Mei's concerns
? Xia Mei's hard first day on the construction site is finally over. The sun is setting. Look at your watch. It's already half past six. Maiha always thinks about her son: It's time to do her homework. She must be hungry. She must be lying at the window, expecting her mother to pick him up early.
? Maiha was very tired after a hard day's work, but the thought of Bao Xiao refreshed her. She got off Zhu Dage's motorcycle and even forgot to say hello. She rode an electric car and ran towards the school. Looking at the back of Brother Zhu, he couldn't help sighing in surprise: For the sake of children, a weak woman has become a reinforced concrete person.
? When Bao Xiao saw his mother, he ran happily with the teacher and said, "Goodbye, teacher, my mother has come to pick me up." . Before the teacher could speak, Bao Xiao had run out of sight.
? Bao Xiao sat on her mother's electric car, held her mother's waist, put her head on her back, and happily told what happened at school one day: whose homework was not written well and whose homework was not finished, and was sent to the podium by the teacher. ...
? Maiha listened to her son's endless talk, and her heart was full of joy. From her tone, she knew that he had done his homework well and must have been praised by the teacher. Sure enough, the son finally said, "Mom, the teacher praised me for making great progress." Meixia smiled happily and said, "Son, my mother studied well at the beginning, and now my son will certainly not be bad at school." Because the learning environment from the countryside to the city has changed too much, it is not suitable for a while, so I didn't do well in the midterm exam. If we work hard, we will certainly catch up with our good classmates. "Bao Xiao snorted and said," I still want to be an excellent student. " Xia Mei said, "Work hard, BaoXiao will. "
? Eager to return to the rental house, Maixia was busy making a fire to cook, without rest, and her son was reading a book. Maiha's wrist hurts when moving bricks, her palms are blistered and she is weak all over. But I still plan to make my son's favorite fried potato chips, stewed rice and seaweed soup with shrimp. I can't get along with my son no matter how tired I am. My son is Maiha's pet. She can eat anything for her son and is willing to be tired.
? Maiha first tore several cartons, took some dry sticks, brought a basin of coal noodles, scooped a ladle of water in the coal noodles, and mixed well. Then the carton was lit with a lighter, and the carton lit the dry wood, which burned the broken coal surface in the stove. Finally, plug in the electric bellows and burn the fire skillfully. Half an hour later, when the meal was out of the pot, Xia Mei quickly called, "Bao Xiao, eat, and then study after eating." Bao Xiao put down his book, looked at his meal and said, "OK, Mom. The meal cooked by my mother is delicious, and it is also my favorite meal and soup. Mom, you are such a good mother. " Xia Mei said: "As long as my son likes to eat, my mother will be happy to do it." Bao Xiao said, "Mom, the mother of Wu Hao in our class often doesn't cook for him and gives him money to buy instant noodles?" Xia Mei said: "Instant noodles are not nutritious, and eating them often is bad for your health. It is an emergency food when there is no way out. Usually, my mother is reluctant to let Bao Xiao eat instant noodles. " Xia Mei and Bao Xiao are chatting over dinner, which is the happiest time of their day.
? Bao Xiao is also very wise. After dinner, he helped his mother clean up the dishes and chopsticks. After her mother took a bath, Bao Xiao prepared hot water, helped her to wash her face and feet, and massaged her back. Those gentle and weak little hands hammered on her, making Maiha feel very warm, happy and comfortable, and the fatigue of the day suddenly disappeared without a trace. (To be continued)