Some foods are bland and tasteless. I can say that I, who are particular about the taste of food and drink, are listed as a refusal household, like white rice porridge.
I remember that in the summer of 24, my father's uncle and daughter were full of moons. At that time, my parents had not yet divorced, and they looked like a guest.
At that time, I thought my life would be smooth sailing. As a result, my father and mother divorced, regardless of our brother and sister's life and education.
Economic support, go to China to do business.
I ate a seafood meal on the full moon, but the next day I got home, I had vomiting and diarrhea and developed gastroenteritis.
I took a drip in the emergency room of the hospital, but my father did not care.
When I woke up, my mother told me at first glance that my father was already on a flight to China and he would not return to Taiwan for a long time.
My father pursued career ambition more than his sense of responsibility for the family. He didn't want us and gave the guardianship to his mother.
From then on I became a child of a so-called single-parent family.
Gastroenteritis made me thin. My mother asked me to eat nutritious foods like pig blood, black soy milk and chicken thighs.
However, in the initial stage of gastroenteritis, I had to eat rice porridge. I ate it for almost half a month.
Thinking of eating white rice porridge for half a month, my mother was worried, but her painful tears would definitely not be less than mine.
I know my mother loves me, and she knows that I like Chinese literature, so she sent me a book of Song Ci so that I can read and pass the time while restoring my body.
A bowl of white rice porridge is just a light taste, only the heart can feel the love of mother, it is a gift of love.
I also learn to cherish good luck, because love makes me grow up, no matter what things in life may not go smoothly, I have to smile with joy.
The white rice porridge at that time was the porridge of love for me now, and my mother cooked it for me in an electric pot.
Yes, because of her love and concern, I, who did not believe in Jesus Christ, started to read the Bible, and wanted to understand that the spring of mother's love was so overflowing,
and it made me often accompany my mother in gatherings.
Mother's love comes from life experience and faith. I just want to say thank God for giving me this ordinary girl, a mother who loves me and cares about me.