At 15:25 on June 18, 2019, my father had a car accident. He was hit by a tractor-trailer while riding an electric bicycle. His skull was comminuted, five ribs were broken, and his hip and leg bones were broken. He rushed back after receiving the news.
It’s already 14:00 pm on the 19th at home.
In the hospital, we saw that he had a ventilator on his body, a tube on his head, his whole face was wrapped in gauze, and his whole body was swollen. He could no longer hold on and collapsed on the spot.
The next day, I contacted the experts in Jinan and said that if there was a chance, I would go there by ambulance and prepare for surgery. As a result, the electrolytes in my body were imbalanced, and the sodium and potassium ions were too high or too low, so I was not qualified for surgery. After a night of treatment,
Instead of getting better, it has become more and more serious. Cerebral infarction has exceeded half, and the overall score is only 3, which is the lowest score.
The doctor said there was no hope.
My mother said that I couldn't go outside. According to the customs in my hometown, even if I died, I couldn't live in a foreign country. I should go home.
I arrived home at 15:00 on the 21st and stopped breathing.
Only then did I realize that life is short.
These days, I have been in a haze, feeling like I am dreaming. I wonder when I will wake up and find that everything is fake. He is still sleeping in the room, still calling me by my nickname, and still asking me how I am doing now... It's a pity that these
, have all become "if".
My father is a teacher. He has gained countless talents through more than thirty years of education. He has never done anything that goes against morality or conscience. But God cannot let him stay for a while longer. He leaves so quickly and decisively without even saying a word.
He didn't stay, he didn't even make a sound, and he didn't open his eyes even once from the time of the car accident to the time of his death.
I have been writing for more than ten years and have written countless stories about life and death. I don’t feel sad. But when I experienced it myself, I felt so painful and helpless, as if the whole world had abandoned me. I know that from now on, my father will
His appearance and voice can only appear in memories and can never be seen again. I have completely lost him and become a child without a father.
After I graduated from college, I worked in Qinghai. Later, I got married and started a business, so I stayed there instead of returning to my hometown in Shandong. I didn’t spend much time with my parents for more than ten years.
It's not that I don't miss them, but I feel that I still have enough time. As long as I give it a little more time, I can have my own career, become a god, get platinum gold, live a good life, take them over, or go back to my hometown... for
After working hard for more than ten years, just when he was about to do this and fulfill his filial piety, he left.
I have been thinking these days, why don't you give me some time? I really can do it. Even if you give me a little more and let me serve you properly, it will not be considered as giving birth to this son in vain.
But the fact is that suddenly...
Over the years, I have been working and writing books without interruption. I have been running around in circles and have almost no time of my own. I have to plan carefully in everything I do and dare not waste a bit. I work hard just to give them a better life. But with this condition,
But he couldn't enjoy it anymore.
I heard from my brother that when I went to Shanghai last month, he kept complaining, since we are here, why not go home?
I know, he misses me.
I didn't reply, so I didn't see him for the last time.
I always thought I had time, but now I understand that it is completely gone.
My father is an out-and-out rural man who was frugal all his life. He lost his mother when he was six years old. My father passed away when he was in his twenties. He lived alone until he married my mother. He gave birth to three sons and worked as a private teacher until now.
, never had a good day.
In 2017, my daughter-in-law was pregnant and asked him and her mother to come and take care of her. She wanted to stay with us for a while, but the place where I live is more than 3,000 meters above sea level. After less than four months, I lost more than 20 pounds and could not walk.
, my grandson went back eight days after he was born.
Before I left to clean up the room, I discovered that there was an extra screw and screw cap for a mineral water bottle. I said I picked it up while walking. In case it is useful, even if it is useless, it is iron and can be sold for money. When I put it on the plane, I couldn't pass the security check.
, only to find that there were pliers with broken corners, a screwdriver without a handle, and a used compass in the bag... I asked what I was bringing this for, and he said that he had picked it up and could still use it when he went back. I smiled and said, what do you mean?
I can’t even afford this thing? I’ll just buy it for you. He said, if it can still be used, what should I buy? Don’t waste it!
When he got home, he called me and was very happy. He said that he still couldn't understand why a piece of iron as big as an airplane could fly into the sky and fly so high. Being able to fly in a village by airplane was considered very impressive. Everyone was interested in it.
Envy, many people still don’t believe it.
My father likes to learn new knowledge. When I was a child, the books at home were almost all "One Hundred Thousand Whys", "Mystery of the Moon" and the like. He was more proficient in using mobile phones than I was. I always wanted to learn a computer sometime, I said.
I will help you buy one later, and you will be able to do it once you have it, and then I will help you buy a better mobile phone... But "turning back" will never be realized again.
He can be a carpenter, and he made many stools at home. He can repair electronic products. When he was making black and white TVs, he was a famous electrician in eight villages in four villages. Basically, people would send electrical appliances for repair every day. After they were repaired, he would receive at most one accessory.
I don't use money to make a living or make money, I just have the reputation of being a "good person".
I have always wanted to buy a senior housing in the county. I said I couldn’t live in a house in the city and wanted to live in a rural area, so I said I would build one. At the beginning of this year, I gave money and built a house in my hometown. Over the past few months, I bought it.
Materials, finding people, all kinds of troubles, living there every night, watching brick by brick being built, smoking with a satisfied look on his face. At the beginning of the month, the building was finally completed, and the furniture was bought. I was happy to say that I finally had my own house.
The house was empty and we were about to move there, but the people were gone. We had not lived in the brand-new house for a day.
He likes to read some miscellaneous books and is fascinated by all kinds of mysterious events. I asked him to apply for a passport and take you to places like the pyramids to appreciate the wonders of the world. He is very happy and insists on exercising every day. He plans to go abroad in the future.
At that time, we would not fall behind and could keep up with us, but now, our passports are also useless.
I don’t like to be in debt, even for my son. My phone records every expense I spent on buying tickets for him and taking him out, including train tickets, bus tickets, flight time, and prices. I plan to save enough money.
, give it back to me. I still think that if I save enough money over the years, I will pay it back to me when I have enough money for the house...
I had no intention of asking him to return it, but now I think it would be great if he could return it, at least to show that he is still alive.
On the way back from Jinan, I watched his vital signs decrease little by little, and eventually became non-existent. I felt like my brain was about to explode. I have been creating the world for these years, and I have always felt that I am omnipotent and that nothing can be difficult for me.
But in the face of reality, it is of no use at all.
I imagine that if I have medical energy, am a soul master, and have the energy of heaven, I can summon Zhang Xuan... In this way, I can stop him from leaving, but I can't do it!
I used to think that as long as I could make more money, life would be easier, many things could be avoided, and I could live a happy life, but now I find that money is useless most of the time.
I once thought narrowly, why is it you and not others.
I want to keep you so much, but I still can't.
I wish I could go back a few days ago and stop you from going out, so that this tragedy would not happen. But I am not the protagonist of the novel. Time cannot be turned back and regrets cannot be made up for.
I'm just a human being.
A useless mortal.
Trash that can't do anything.
Facing leaving, I can only watch helplessly and have no choice.
Emotionally confused, not knowing what to say.
My father's funeral has been completed and he has been laid to rest. I will deal with the matter of responsibility for the traffic accident in the next few days. Updates will be restored in the next few days.