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In the journey From Ye Xin’s "Xiangxi Prodigy Lady Mo Shu-zhen" | |
It was a difficult seeking and waiting.
For many years, Mo Shuzhen and her son lived together and helped each other in difficulties. She thought she could use happiness to embrace him. However, her son suffered all kinds of hardships. Each step on their way it was difficult for the mother and the son.
After graduation from the middle school, without Beijing Hukou (permanent residence registration), Yanger was very depressed and always inactive in talking. The teacher in charge of his class said that he had a heavy mental burden. There was no other way for it. With the help of Mr. Rao, the teacher in charge of class in the 22nd Middle School, and Mr. Jin, a teacher in the 5th Middle School, Yanger entered the 5th Middle School. It was very lucky for us, but we also made a significant contribution for school sponsorship.
Over the years, Mo Shuzhen had been constantly asking someone for help for getting Beijing Hukou for herself and her son. Even the Beijing suburb’s Hukou was Okay. But Mo Shuzhen had no any social relations in Beijing. For many years, she made many phone calls to try to find some friends for help. One year and one year past, all hopes were lost. She became more and more anxious.
Somebody said, he had relations, you just gave ten thousand Yuan to him. The problem was that Mo Shuzhen did not know him before, how could you give so much money to him? It was a risk.
People had different sayings, but whatever sayings, to give money first. A woman said she had very strong relations. She helped to find a person and brought a young man to come to see Mo Shuzhen. He looked like a very smart young man, and it seemed he worked in an important unit. He showed his papers to Mo Shuzhen, then he said to Mo that with three hundred thousand Yuan paid to him, two Hukou would be solved. He said it so easily in a flippant way. Mo Shuzhen dared not believe him.
Time flied. Yanger grew fast to the second year of middle school. Mo Shuzhen put her hopes onto a top dog’s wife, who was originally an infertility patient before. With treatment from Dr. Mo, she was pregnant and had a healthy child now. In order to curry favor with her, Dr. Mo treated her without any payment, everything was free of charge for her. She promised to solve the Hukou problem for Dr. Mo with a price of one hundred thousand Yuan RMB. Two months later, he asked for two hundred thousand Yuan. Mo Shuzhen was very angry and rejected him. What kind of people they are and what they are doing in the world.
Yanger grew to the third year of the middle school. Came home every day, looking at the son who was very depressed, facing the walls of the room, Mo Shuzhen once again was disappointed.
One day, Mo Shuzhen met Wei Wei, who was the organizer of Beijing Little Little Bird, and told him the sorrows. Wei Wei was also a temporary worker in Beijing. He understood the survival difficulties of people in the big city. He spontaneously organized a "Little Little Bird, love my China", which was a public mutual hotline for people to solve problems. Mo Shuzhen often went to join their activities, and later they became good friends.
Wei Wei said: "Dr. Mo, you can write a letter to the secretary of Beijing Municipal Party Committee, to tell them your situation. Every time I wrote to the Municipal Party Committee, the report was instructed always by the secretary of Party Committee, Mr. Long.” Mo Shuzhen said: "Yes, I’ll do." It was the National Day in 2003.
On the following day, Mo Shuzhen began to write letter in her office of Beijing National Hospital. In the letter she came straightly to the point:
I am a peasant's daughter from the Xiangxi mountain area. My family used Tujia herbal medicines for the treatment of woman diseases and the curative effect is very good. My family is well-known in our local place.
Following my ancestors, I worked in the same field since I was 27 years old. I opened a clinic of female infertility in the People's Hospital of Luxi county, Hunan province. When I was 28 years old, I won the reputation "long live Mo Shuzhen" from my patients. Thirteen years ago, I overcame the world medical difficulties in curing the tubal obstruction. Within the 10 years after I came to Beijing, I have solved the problem of infertility for hundreds of thousands of families in more than twenty countries and regions and now they are enjoying the happiness with their children.
Though I have the world first-class technology, my life is full of hardships. I am a single mother, independently raising my son, in the stormy days, we depended on each other for survival. My son is a student of the third year of the high middle school. Along with the coming of the college entrance examination, "Beijing Hukou" has become a gap that we cannot overstep. This heavy burden is just like a big mountain pressing on us. When I face to my son who bears the same hardships, my heart was full of sadness.
At the end, she requested the support of the Municipal Party Committee for helping to solve the problem of Beijing Hukou. She said she would use her whole life to work for the motherland and serve the people.
The letter was finished. Together with the letter, the name card of Dr. Mo, the report in "Beijing Evening News" on July 3, 2003 about Mo Shuzhen and the interview of the magazine Modern Family with Mo Shuzhen were also sent to the Beijing Municipal Party Committee. The colleagues in the office laughed at her and said: "The secretary can really read the letter?" Mo Shuzhen said: "He may throw it to the garbage basket.”
After the National Day holiday, in the morning of October 9, at 9:30, Mo Shuzhen’s mobile rang, there was a gentle voice coming: "I am the secretary of Beijing Municipal Party Committee Long Xinmin. I have read your letter. We can use the way of the introduction of talents.” Mo Shuzhen was very touched, said: "My professional title is very low, it is only a national physician." The secretary said: "You have professional skill. You go through the formalities.”
Mo Shuzhen was on top of the world. It was unexpected that the secretary attended to numerous affairs everyday was so concerned about the fate of a vulgar people. She was very touched and felt all the difficulties she had were deserved.
For many years, as a single woman, Mo Shuzhen has been demanding her personal character noble, to be a traditional and outstanding Chinese woman, she considered that she did all of it. As a Tujia physician with special skills, she cured the disease that the world cannot cure. She is really proud, for herself, for our motherland. But, in daily life she is a friendless woman. In social anomalies, sometimes even an impure woman has more background and more power. When people do according to the general principles, her heart often suffered from bullying.
Secretary Long Xinmin, it is you who lets Mo Shuzhen feel the warmth in the cold winter in 2003, thank you forever!
But true love never did run smooth. Things in the world can be done immediately with an instruction of a leader. In several months, Mo Shuzhen hastened many times, like a spiritual supplicant. Five months were past in the hope of anxiety, and everything was still hopeless.
In all the time expecting, Mo Shuzhen’s heart was jumping in looking forward to all the time. Yanger’s college entrance examination registration date was coming day by day. It was too late to go from other ways. Mo Shuzhen was angry and worried too. February 16 at noon, her eyes were almost blind.
So sad. On February 18, Mo Shuzhen went to the Fifth Middle School, the teacher of the Teaching Affair Office said to her: "Now go home, without Beijing Hukou you must go back to native place, otherwise, the registration will be a failure in both sides. At that time the registration in Hunan had been started already and the deadline for registration was February 29. In Beijing the Fifth Middle School, on February 29 the examination of sports was carried out, otherwise there would be no diploma to the student. Everything was in chaos. In a hurry, Mo Shuzhen made a phone call to the teacher of Luxi the First Middle School in Hunan province to ask him for help for registration.
For many years, the disaster that both the mother and the son most afraid of finally came, like a big mountain pressing on the head, made them enveloped in terror of darkness. The son was weakly lying on the sofa, his burned black face was very desolate. The two provinces used different teaching materials, and they had different college entrance examination proposition. It was a huge blow for the son who was studying in Beijing middle school for the six years.
Anxiety, depression, the fate powerless son, let Mo Shuzhen’s heart was painful like cutting. She could not describe her pain, she cried. Oh, why did the life give her so many tears, give her son so many disasters?
Honey, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
My child, if the world had only little greed, if people had a little more kindness, looking at your yellow thin face, he should also give you a hand, then the mother and simple child would have a little more good fortune.
The son said: "Let me not take part in the examination, I am not reconciled to." My dear son, I am sorry to make you suffer so much. The son said: "Mama, I really can't stand too many changes."
He didn't want to go back to the Fifth Middle School to return books to his classmates. Mo Shuzhen’s heart was bleeding. Mo Shuzhen broken into tears when her son was not with her, when she was in cooking, and when she was in bed.
Coming back to Beijing National Hospital, looking at the luxurious and hotel-style national hospital, Dr. Mo felt the national policy of our party and country was really good, let the people of national minority enjoy life in the warm spring breeze. But the life is too complicated, too many sufferings in life!
Without the identity of “Beijing people”, they had to bring the huge luggage bags and many student books, hurrying back to Xiangxi to participate in the college entrance examination. This silent destruction almost tore their hearts to pieces.
When other children reviewed their lessons in an orderly way with full use of every minute, Dr. Mo and her son had to get hastily ready for the next journey of life.
In shopping, they bought some Korean barbecue to eat. But Dr. Mo had no appetite at all. The son comforted her: "Mom, you eat more, so expensive things, if you don’t eat, it’ll be a waste of money."
The son wore school uniforms all the time, now Dr. Mo bought two sets of casual clothing and then went back home. When arrived at the block, they should return left for home, but Yanger went far away to the right. Dr. Mo thought he was curious to see other people's cars. Yanger said: "I feel dizzy, so go a wrong way." Mo ShuZhen was surprised, this was not a little wrong way, it was a far wrong way.
The parents, brothers and sisters called and asked Dr. Mo to comfort Yanger. But, both the mother and the son knew that they had no way to comfort each other. Every day, Mo Shuzhen cried in sleep and cried in waking up in the morning. Mo Shuzhen thought originally there would be no more crying in her life. She didn’t know how to relieve the pain of her son. Why her son should take so many sufferings, he was too small to take the sufferings!
My son, in this world mother should protect you when the wind and rain come. But, every time when the wind and rain come, you are always the first one to be hurt, although you are so fragile.
Ah, the helpless mother and son, the heartless wind and rain.
The colleagues in the office said: "Dr. Mo, you lost too much. You went back home for several months, when patients came to see you, you were not here, they didn’t want to be treated by other doctors. It was not good for you and for the hospital either. But, what else way we have?
Six years ago, her son crying followed Dr. Mo Shuzhen coming from the ends of the earth, six years later, he crying returned back home. Wander about from the starting point and back to the starting point by drawing a big circle, it was so dramatic.
Life is full of pains and tears, hurts and wounds. When can this pain of life be over as soon as possible?
My son, let us hold hands, walk through together all of the disasters, and then to meet tomorrow's sunrise.
On March 2, 2004, Mo Shuzhen and her son came back to Xiangxi, returned to Baisha, Luxi county of Yuanshui.
In spring, it was still cold, just like their cold hearts. With the help of a middle school classmate Zheng Xiaying, they without a stop found the principal and teachers of the First Middle School to arrange Yanger into a class for study, buy books and manage all other chores. However, the problems came again.
In Hunan, the middle school used the new teaching materials, in Beijing, the school used the old textbooks. Many things Yanger didn’t learn before. All the lessons should be made up. The mathematics should be started from the first year of High Middle School. The contents of 8 lessons were taught within one hour. The lessons of physics and chemistry were all needed to make up. The pressure was big-mountain-like pressing on Yanger. They worried a lot about the future.
The doctors of the county hospital said: "Dr. Mo, the students in Hunan and Beijing used different textbooks. How can your son pass the examination. Don't you think it is a kind of destroy for your son?" This kind criticism made Dr. Mo feel guilty in front of her son. In those days accompanying her son, Mo Shuzhen’s mood was changing with the changing of emotions of her son. Yanger was studying all day and night. Everyday, she read the book on her biography written by Ye Xin, at the same time she reviewed the path she traveled within half of her life. Oh, she made too many faults, caused a lot of damages to her family, to her son. She was unable to make up this loss even with the later half of her life.
It was their hometown people gave love to them, comforted the pain of heart.
In the county hospital, she met the president Li Shiyou, who helped her a lot before, and she also met the colleagues, with whom Mo worked for some years before, they didn’t see each other for ten years already.
In the evening, they all took a walk along the Yuanshui River. Walking along the flat and broad way, enjoying the landscapes of mountain and water. Here, there was less disputes but more peace and tranquility. She was envious of people living here. But she knew that, since she had chosen the distance, she could only go forward, no matter how many bitter winds and miserable rains on the way ahead, how many troubles, how many failures, she could only move forward.
At that night, in the deep mountains, she had a dream, in which she saw a palace, an infertility hospital with the national characteristics was like a beautiful rainbow across the sky in the east......
Oh, over there, there is the civilization of thousands of years of our motherland, there is Mo Shuzhen’s eternal pursuing.
