Love in hand

 　　The long road is long and the sea of ​​people is vast, and there will always be some people who will inadvertently break into your heart and live in your soul; it is as gentle as the spring breeze combing willows, and it is as silent as drizzle moistening things; when you meet unexpectedly, it is refreshing; Meeting by chance, but fragrant and fragrant.

　　Time flies, and the gap between the world and the earth is like a white horse. According to the calculations, his wife Yanzi is 50 years old this year, over half a century old. Although the years have sharpened her slender figure, beautiful face, and youthful youth, it does not affect her position as a goddess in my heart at all.

　　Hold your hand and grow old with you. This is my promise to my wife!

　　Maybe it's fate, and it's a coincidence that meeting her is neither romantic nor a chance encounter. To be precise, I "actively" approached her. At that time, an old leader of mine was good friends with his wife's father, and he heard that our hometown was very close, so he tried to take me to meet his hometown. Once, when we passed by Kashgar on a business trip, the old leader agreed to take me with him, but he couldn't make it because he had something to do, so he let me go there by myself.

　　I took the address written by the leader and went to my wife's house after inquiring all the way. My wife's parents had prepared good food and meals and were waiting for me. The place where I first felt like coming home.

　　At that time, my wife was still in middle school, and I had not long been in the army. They are ignorant, but since they met each other, they have had a good impression of each other, and since then they have cared for each other in their hearts! Later, first she went to college and I waited for her, and later, when I went to school, she waited for me again. It wasn't until ten years later that we got married hand in hand.

　　From getting acquainted to loving each other, I have witnessed the youthful beauty of my wife's "female eighteen changes", the hardworking appearance of "the pinnacle of career", the no complaints and no regrets of "retirement and child care", the elegance and calmness of "handling people", "The face is full of wind and frost" pain and suffering. Of course, what I have experienced the most and deeply is her personality hidden deep in her heart, based on immortal tenderness and tranquility.

　　With the hard work and dedication of half her life, my wife has built a happy life and a warm harbor for me and this family, and with her firm understanding and support, my long-cherished military wish of defending the country and the border has been fulfilled. I often think that I can grow from a peasant boy to a colonel of the Republic, and half of the military medals belong to her.

　　Marrying a soldier means choosing hardship, loneliness and dedication. Life is more accompanied by hardship and loneliness, and all unexpected problems and difficulties will appear! Before getting married, her friends and girlfriends had kindly reminded her, but she loved her without hesitation. Before marriage, there was a lot of love and love, and I didn't have any love. After marriage, there were more long-term separations, less gatherings and more divorces, and she became a veritable left-behind army wife. On the road of life, there are ups and downs, my wife chose roses, and I chose the distance, and I always worked hard to move forward under the gentle eyes of my wife.

　　More than 30 years ago, I was defending the frontier, and it was common for me not to be able to return home for two or three years. My wife is considerate, and went to the Longdong Plateau many times alone to visit my parents in the small mountain village where I was born and raised during college in Xi'an, and accompanied them in the countryside during the New Year in winter, and worked in the fields with them in summer. Neighbors and villagers lamented the most: "Such a good girl is really rare!" They also compared their wives with other people, saying: "The daughter-in-law brought back from the city by so-and-so's son thinks she is made by rural people. The food is not good, no matter how much I persuade you, I don’t even move my chopsticks. I think the earthen kang is not clean. I would rather stand on the ground than take off my shoes on the kang, and I don’t want to sleep on the kang. I have no choice but to take it to the guest house in the town to eat and live. I made do with it for a few days, and I haven’t been here since then. You see, he is also a city person or a college student, so why don’t you dislike our rural people? How can you get used to eating and living and help out?!”

　　Listen After these compliments, my heart is sweeter than honey.

　　The wife is not spoiled, but she has been the apple of her parents' eyes since she was a child. Before going to university, she had no experience of living in the countryside, and she never experienced the lack of water and electricity, going to the dry toilet, and being unable to take a bath for many days! But these practical problems were commonplace in the rural areas of Longdong in the 1990s, and that's how the farmers came here.

　　One summer, she drove four times by herself before arriving at the town where my home is located. The town is still more than ten miles away from my hometown. There are no taxis or even an agricultural tricycle, so my wife had to walk with her luggage on her back. go home. On the road, she still has a sense of direction and knows where to go, but she is dumbfounded as soon as she enters the village road. The corn as tall as a person blocks the reference, the golden wheat waves are almost exactly the same, and there are many more big locust trees in her memory. , every fork in the road looks alike and doesn't look like it, and she can't figure out which road ends at home. What made her even more frightened and collapsed was that there was a guard dog in front of every house, either white or black, standing or lying down, and would not dare to walk past it even without barking. Every time she waited for someone passing by before she dared to follow behind.

　　Although the road was not long, it made my wife suffer psychologically! Tears stained her makeup, sweat soaked her clothes, and her heels were worn out. When she limped into the house, even her parents, who were usually the least talkative and expressive, shed tears of distress.

　　My father suffers from rheumatoid arthritis all the year round, and the pain is often so painful that he can’t squat down, and he can’t stand up after squatting down. My wife bought a special ointment and smeared it every day. I put hot compresses on my father in a cloth bag, and insisted on boiling hot water every day to soak my father's feet to scrape off calluses. Thinking back to this day, this scene is often moving!

　　At that time, my family's economic conditions were not good. After the new year, the wife was going back to school, and the father took out the only one hundred yuan in his pocket and asked her to use it as pocket money, but the wife refused to accept it. When she was about to go out and leave home, she stuffed the five hundred yuan she had saved from food and expenses under the quilt. After she left, my mother found out when she was drying the quilts. She was angry, anxious and distressed, and cried a lot because of it.

　　Over the years, whenever the seasons change or the new year is celebrated, the wife will replace the parents with new clothes, ranging from style to color, from single clothes to cotton clothes, even the woolen knee pads used by the father for his old cold legs, and the small bag that the mother carries when going out. , she will be very thoughtful, and I seldom worry about it.

　　The wife is gentle and kind, and generous to others, and will take the initiative to give some pocket money when encountering difficulties in life in the village or lonely elderly people. The villagers saw it in their eyes and kept it in their hearts. Not only did they say that their mother was blessed and found a good wife, but they also sent over the local eggs they had saved and the old bacon that had been hanging on the wall for a long time, and asked their mother to make them for their wives. eat. The wife couldn't bear it, so she took the money one by one and wanted to give it. So, you pushed and I gave way, pushing and crying. This scene often makes people teary and heartbroken!

　　In the first few years of marriage, we were mostly separated in two places. At that time, I was in the grassroots car company and ran on Kunlun Mountain all year round. I couldn’t get home at all. superior. Once, my wife needed immediate surgery for gallstones. Everyone was admitted to the hospital but I couldn’t be contacted. The doctor refused to perform the operation without a family member’s signature. The wife had no choice but to find a best friend to pretend to be her own sister to sign.

　　My wife’s second operation was when she gave birth to a son, but her due date happened to conflict with the time I had to perform the task. In order not to affect my work, and to allow me to witness the sacred and warm moment of my son’s birth, and for someone to sign the operation sheet , his wife resolutely gave birth by Caesarean section two weeks in advance. On December 6, 2004, the son came to this world smoothly, and the mother and child were safe. While experiencing the joy and happiness of being a father for the first time, I was also very moved by my wife's boldness and devotion. When we got together again, my son was about to be full moon. On the day when the full moon banquet was placed, I burst into tears. They were tears of happiness, tears of emotion, and tears of guilt!