My mother supported my schooling (continued 2-3)

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Mom seemed downcast all day, a stark contrast to her cheerful demeanor yesterday. She was constantly busy preparing for Dad and my sister's arrival. I couldn't help, and I didn't know what to say to her, so I picked up a book and started reading. The tricky problem was accommodation. After Dad and my sister arrived, there weren't enough beds. Mom and I slept in two single beds, and if two people lay down, they would be pressed together, making it impossible to sleep. Even when Mom and I shared a bed, we wouldn't sleep at all. I tried to help Mom widen the bed with boxes and stools, but we had so few things that we couldn't possibly fit four people in one bed. Later, during dinner, Mom finally called her workplace, saying she needed to take two more days off, only mentioning that her sister needed to see a doctor; and that she would be staying at the shop for a few days, not just her, but me too. I could hear unrestrained laughter coming from the other end of the phone, which my mother held tightly to her ear. They must have been joking and teasing her, treating me like a perk. The massage parlor had plenty of beds, of course. My sister needed to rest after her miscarriage, and besides, she's a girl, so my mother couldn't take her there yet. My father was even less likely to go; if my mother had clients, watching her wife be taken advantage of by others would be too unbearable, even if she already knew the truth. So, I had to go.

My mother didn't consult me when arranging all this. After the call, she looked at me, as if asking, "Is this okay?"

I told her, "Yes, this is good."

Only then did a slight smile appear on her face. I knew how hard it was for my mother to support the family.

That night, I lay in bed reading for a while. My mother didn't seem to be asleep either. Later, when I turned off the light, she called me, "Longlong."

I went to her bedside, and she reached out and pulled me: "Longlong, I feel terrible, I can't sleep. Can you stay with me?"

I bent down and kissed my mother's hair and cheeks. She stretched out her smooth arms and wrapped them tightly around my neck. I snuggled into her blankets, and we were pressed close together again. My mother buried her head in my chest, and suddenly I felt her vulnerability, like a little girl. After a day of suppressing her emotions, she began to sob softly in my arms. I stroked her back, trying to comfort her: "Mom, don't blame Dad. He's been alone at home all these years; it hasn't been easy for him either. And don't blame my sister. She's just too sensible, too mature for her age. I might not have understood before, Mom, but now I understand. They didn't do this because they didn't love you."

My mother shook her head, tears soaking my chest: "No, no, I don't blame them, I don't blame them. I just feel sorry for your sister. She's still so young, still a child." My

mother wept silently: "I'm scared, my heart aches. Feng'er will have to be like me someday. I don't care about myself, but just thinking about your sister makes me sad."

A bitter feeling welled up inside me. I thought of that summer afternoon before I came to the city, the dense cornfield, and my sister lying on the ground with her thin, bare legs spread wide. She gently called to me: "Do you want it? Brother... I'll give it to you."

Memories brought me joy, yet they also weighed me down. My emotions were complex and hard to describe, a mixture of bitterness and happiness. The person I held in my arms was my family, my mother who gave me life and raised me, and I anxiously stroked her rounded shoulders and neck.

I wanted to tell her everything: "Mom, my sister

and I... we did it too, in the summer, only once." My tone sounded like a confession, but I continued, telling my mother the scene from my memory, including my...

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