On Every fine and comfortable morning, on the path which I sent my son to go to his kindergarten, I always saw the neighbor live in the first who was a more than 50 years old woman. She always pushed her old mother sitting in wheelchair to come out basking in the sunshine. The old mother was worm real tight, in addition there was a military overcoat covered her legs.
“Mom, is this uphill path or downhill path?” The woman always repeated this question every time. “Downhill path.” The old mother definitely answered. “How many times was I repeated, when we come out from home, there is a uphill path. When we finish this path, we just arrive kindergarten, then it is a downhill path, so we just arrive our home.” The woman explained patiently.
Sometimes the woman went to market, post-office, she also took her old mother on her side, just like a young mother pushed baby vehicle going out for an airing. The old mother’s face always hadn’t any expression_r. When they arrived a place, the woman always introduced her mother their place, so that teasing the old mother speak.
On a fine winter day, when I read my son stories book on our balcony, I heard the neighbor who live in the first layer was speaking to her old mother, ” Mom, this is your favorite sweet orange.” I saw following the voice, the woman put an orange into her old mother’s hands, but unexpectedly, the orange was dropped down. The woman smiled helplessly. She picked up the orange, peeled, and fed to her old mother’s mouth.
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It was another fine morning. I sent my little son to his kindergarten as usual. I saw the woman pushing the wheelchair from her home again, there was only the military overcoat. The woman put the overcoat on a shining rope. A black armband on her left arm which told me silently, that baby liked old mother sitting in wheelchair who went to God.