Lu Xingming II Tears of Light

Every time I return to my hometown, the family gathers around the fire pit

Telling stories, my mother is always the protagonist

Most of the content focuses on my father's embarrassing moments

My mother vividly recounts, reaching the exciting parts

She rolls up her sleeves and legs, playing both herself and my father

The ending is always her winning

Every year, my mother takes us back to her story scene

Sometimes I hear my father losing too embarrassingly

I also play a prank and join the battle

Stabbing in the back for my father

This usually catches my mother off guard

But it can't shake her fighting spirit

In fact, my father passed away in 2008

On the eve of the Yi calendar, he called

Urging my wife and me to return home for the reunion

That night I was on duty at the newspaper

My father must have been drinking, his words very excited

He even used the rhetoric of writing songs and choreographing

Repeatedly telling us that our relatives were eagerly waiting

Not allowing me to be a liar anymore

I promised more than ten times before he hung up

Half an hour later, my mother suddenly called

Saying my father was in a coma, suddenly slipping from the sofa to the floor

I shouted for my nephew to take him to the hospital for rescue

Another half hour later, my mother called again

My father was gone

My father, who loved to joke, was briefly awake before he died

He shared one last joke with my mother, saying:

"Is it that I haven't treated you well in this life,

Your father has come to call me?"

When I arrived, my mother was checking the shroud and headscarf

Making the final preparations for my father's burial

She is four years older than him and always stronger than my father

My mother did not shed a tear

I also hope she does not shed tears

I remembered my father's last words left in this world

At the same time, I asked myself what words will be

My last words left in this world

This year's Spring Festival, my mother set up my father again

In an unusual manner, this time she sighed:

"What pains me most is that he died in the county town,

And couldn't take his last breath in the living room of our hometown..."

I pretended not to see my mother's tears

Burying my head towards the flickering fire in the fire pit