小时候，我妈妈是陪在我身边最多的那个人。从小学，到初中。我是吃着我妈妈做的饭菜长大的。几乎从未尝过留守儿童的滋味。深感幸运。到现在，妈妈烧的菜的味道便是家的味道。让整个厨房弥漫着浓香的炖鸡，酥软又滋味浓郁的红烧鸡肉，各种时令蔬菜，还有妈妈自己做的包子馒头饺子麻花油条……
我上高中了，离开家乡。It was 2010. At this time, my sister became the lucky one, who was arounded by all the cusines from my mom. My sister was 4 years old back then, just beginning to attended school. In the later 8 years, My mom has stayed at home, taking care of my father and sister physically. I mean, they seldom have deep communication with each other. The only family activity is having meals together and whatching TV together accassionally.
I rememberd that before my mom made the desision to come to Chengdu, she complained a lot that she can't communicate with my sisiter , and feel the impatience and boredom in my sister's voice every time she wants to talk with my sister.
I can feel the deep frustration in my mom, but i can do nothing. I know that my mom valued her daughters too much. She doesn't have an offical job, all the things she do is based on our family.She hoped she can leave the small town to really do some thing in cities, but it was my sister and my grandpa who need her daily care.
so after the death of my grandpa, and then, when she feel that seems the yonger daughter doesn't regard her love as important, she began to doubt whether it's necessary to change.
