Daughter-in-law said: "Cooking light cooking she nhẻo LAT, salty cooking time little she said swallowing not ridiculous, ended she want?" Her mother saw her son has just arrived home, a question that then remove the food put in the mouth to chew. Her husband looked coarse Mr. I got to try a bite to eat, let go immediately. The son said: "He's not told me why, mother gets sick can not too salty!" "OK! His mother, later by Mr. Cook?! " Daughter angry at getting past go straight into the room. My son only sighed, and turned to tell her: "mom, don't eat any more, you eat my noodles." Mom says: "I have not wanted to tell her why, really have time to say, do not put in the Palm!" My son says, ' mom, later I was promoted, I will be very busy ... and of his wife, said she wanted out of the job, so...... " Right away I know what boys like to say: "my son, do not send my mother into nursing, yes baby!" His voice choking tingle as begging begging. The son calmly think a while, in the head as he was trying to find a better reason to convince his mother: "Mom, what nursing is not a bad place, I knew that, when his wife, earned the job, will not have much time caring attentive mother anymore. In nursing homes has just got something to eat, just had it, had the caregiver, not much better than at home or something? " Shower, instead a bowl Pack, her son comes into the room list. I worship the man standing in front of the window, seems hesitant. That day I was young were widowed, ngặm bitter to swallow should be bringing hot people, and also to send him abroad to study. But she has never used her youth has a life of sacrifice because he brought out the bargain menace his dutiful, in contrast was the wife brought the marriage to frighten you! Don't travelers must give parents in nursing homes, really? I ask myself, he has a bit callous. "Can you go out of your life is your wife, not about the kid's mom now?" My uncle's son who often remind my brother like that. "Your mother got older like, well the number one could live a few more years, why not enlist that time life was dutiful to her anyway? The tree wants to silence that the wind didn't stop, I want serve packages that person anymore! " Your relatives often admonished me. My son doesn't want to think more, afraid that I will change your mind. The sun slowly off the dazzling chang and gradually sight behind a hill, to pay back the sky a blue u President. An aristocratic homes for the elderly were built in the suburbs on the hills. True, the more money spent more, the son as to feel peace. When my son took my mother walked into the Hall, a new 42-inch television is screening a comedy, but the viewer where he never hatched a smile. The old people wearing the same style of dress, hair ears are frustrated sitting Lonesome on the sofa, consisting of being drawn to God. There are people that are sitting muttering alone, someone is slowly bending down to get a sample of bread crumbs lying on the floor. My son knows I prefer the bright place, so she chose for a room full of light. Looking out from the window, under the shade garden is a fragrant grass. What the nurse is pushing the old people sitting on a wheelchair, and they stroll under the sunset, four tranquil appearance makes people feel terrible to crush. Although there are many beautiful sunsets, sunset and then gradually falls, I hydrated the dismay. "Mom, you ... you have to go now!" I just nodded. When you left, my mother's guộc lean hands hold up waving Hello, mouth is no longer a tooth dry lips, pale like to speak up calls to you, but an encyclopedia, reveal a dark falter eyes seem melancholy. At the moment my son realizes his mother's hair has gradually silver, deep eyes and a face appears more bird feet. Her mother had indeed gone! I was thinking that recall some talk old times. That year he was 6 years old, I have something to go home, not turning heads by, so must submit interim Uncle Your few minutes. At my mother leaving, my fear holding legs mom refuses to let go, to cry it's dreary and cry out in tears: "Mommy, Mommy, don't leave me that way! I don't have to go, mom! " In the end I don't leave him alone ... ... ... ... ... ... He hastily left the room, underhand shut again, not daring to look back, you're afraid, afraid of the memories he does about like ghosts keep them improperly rack cling to you. He arrived home, seeing his wife and mother-in-law are pungent detail dispose of all the widgets in the room of the parents with dirty faces even excited. A medal-----it's won for writing in junior high school with the theme "mother of MINE"; An English Dictionary-free –-–-– it was the first gift I have spent their own money to spend month to buy this is for you! And also, the bottle of massage oil and her mother winds before going to bed, there he rubbed oil for her, send her to a nursing home, the other half did it? "That's enough, don't throw any more!" My son angry. "Trash like that, don't get thrown away, then back up my stuff." Mother-in-law panting said. "Then that's it! You get old bed mau mau of the shield mother out of here tomorrow, I would buy my mother a new bed! " A pile of pictures of childhood just POPs in my eyes, these are the pictures I take you down the Zoo souvenir shots. "All of my mother's property, one should not dismiss!" "He expressed that, huh? Off to my mom ", I catch you have to apologize to my mother right away!" "I married her she was obliged to love your mom, why? She took I cannot love my mom are stars? " The rain after the dark night delivers a little bit chilly, street gap đìu Rana, vehicles and people on the road were sparse. A car running a red light crossing and fired over the sea banning dangerous, constantly accelerating speed on the road. The car then runs straight to the nursing home was located on mountainous halfway, he stopped the car and fired quickly upstairs, opened the door to my bedroom. He stood motionless, looking at her mother's hands rubbed his lower legs silently crying in the night. She saw her son hands oil bottle wind, feeling comforted and said, "I forgot to take away, fortunately I brought to my mother!" He walked quickly to the side and knelt down. "Well, do it yourself I can massage it, tomorrow I have to go to work, go home!" He hesitated for a while, but ultimately not going to cry and said, "mom, I'm sorry, please............... error..."
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