I didn't go downstairs for nearly a week, nor did I have any desire to go downstairs. I just watched a few people coming out from the opposite building and disappearing into the alley that the wind passed through.
Daughter Alsana also rarely spends a leisure summer vacation, either watching TV or flipping through books every day, or playing with toys alone. I thought she was bored, and asked her if she would like to learn dancing, singing or piano like other children's, she immediately returned to me: "Mom, I don't want to learn anything, I just want to read." After that, she asked me again: " Mom, why don’t you stay at home every day and don’t go out to play?" I said, "I just like to be alone, I don’t want to go out, it’s so noisy outside." She immediately took the conversation: "Mom, I also like to be alone. At home."
I laughed: "It really was my birth."
I watched a video called "Catch the Cricket" with Alsana. The person selling crickets in the video is obviously the accent of my hometown in Tai'an, Shandong, so I also speak Shandong dialect and play with Alsana. She couldn’t understand, she shed tears, crying and asking me: "Mom, why do you talk like this?"
I laughed, "Because everyone has a hometown. You spoke Mongolian and Mandarin when you were a kid. Speaking Shandong dialect, I changed to Mandarin because I went out to study. Every place has a dialect in every place. What's so strange about it? Just like you have to learn Mongolian, Chinese and English, but also to be able to walk more freely. In the world!"
She wiped away her tears half-understandably, followed my accent, and said a lame Shandong dialect, which made me almost burst into tears.
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During the lunch break, Alsana and I lay together, touching and intimate. In the dim light, she suddenly kissed me tenderly, and then repeated what she said to me almost every day: "Mom, I love you."
"I love you too." I kissed her back.
We closed our eyes at the same time. Lazy and happy drowsiness, the stream usually overflows my body.
Going downstairs to the convenience store in the evening, I was too lazy to change clothes and shoes, so I pulled my slippers and went out. Alsana asked, "Mom, aren't you afraid that others will laugh at you?" I laughed in the gentle night: "What are you afraid of? Who knows me in such a dark sky?"
Indeed, I love this living in the downtown area. In the old community, time here is like the old people everywhere, slow and quiet. Clouds hang idle in front of my window every day, and peach trees that never bear fruit emit a holy light in the dusk. Children come and go like the wind. Window screen changers, waste electrical appliances collectors, and watermelon sellers each made their own yells on the empty avenue in the afternoon. There is an atmosphere of freedom everywhere, and even the rusty iron door of an abandoned shop facing the street reveals a lazy feeling of leisure.
"Mom, let's go for a walk, the scenery outside is so good." Alsana begged me to bury my head in writing almost every day. In her heart, as long as she stepped out of the unit door, there was beautiful scenery everywhere. As small as a moth, as large as an airplane, they all shone in her eyes.
In the night, walking all the way from home to the convenience store, she chattered a lot to me. Those fine words were blown away by the wind as soon as they were uttered, but I reluctantly left a trace of sweetness that can be recalled in my heart. Like a bee, flying far away, a drop of crystal honey collected from thousands of flower stamens.
