It was very difficult for him to open his mouth, only a small slit was opened weakly, and there were wrinkles on his thin forehead, which were covered by the respirator that covered his entire face. He was breathing hard, and his chest was rising and falling slightly, showing that
Breathing weakly.
Pure white sheets, the cleanest color in the world, are closer to heaven and closer to death.
At the beginning of the first half of the year, Huo Shaoyan sent away the friend of the old man in front of him, his grandmother. During the New Year, red lanterns were hung at the door of other people's houses, while white lanterns were hung at the door of his house.
Mr. Huo and the late Mrs. Huo really lived together and supported each other through ups and downs. From the eight years of the Anti-Japanese War to the war with the former Soviet Union, they made great contributions to the country.
Mrs. Huo was originally from the Guo Luo Luo family of Zhenghuang Banner, a descendant of the Eight Banners in the capital, and the seventh youngest daughter in the family. At that time, Mrs. Huo was just a driver, but during this back and forth, the two gradually developed a love. At home
The elders were furious, thinking that Mrs. Huo had brought shame on the family, and refused to let the two of them be together.
In desperation, on a dark and stormy night, Mrs. Huo eloped with her old boy, Mr. Huo. They left for decades and never returned home. Mrs. Huo's family also released her
He said that he would never recognize Mrs. Huo as his daughter from now on. This came and went, and it was over.
A young lady with a rich family, followed the young old man Huo who had nothing at the beginning. The hardships she endured, the sins she suffered, and the roughness of her skin were hard to describe. But even so, Mrs. Huo never cried out about suffering.
Until the end of the Anti-Japanese War, life gradually got better, and Mrs. Huo became famous. There was no monogamy at that time, and men could marry two or three wives, especially those from official families.
Many matchmakers came to propose marriage, and many friends helped to persuade him, but Mr. Huo would never marry a second wife again.
It is said that Mrs. Huo had a good eye back then. She knew that Mrs. Huo would become a talented person in the future, and she could see that this was a person who would treat her wholeheartedly.
At the beginning of the year, Mrs. Huo died of illness. Mr. Huo locked himself in his room for several days. If you called him to eat, but you didn't call him, he felt as if he had lost his soul. No, he was sick, and in Huo
The old lady fell ill on the third day after her burial.
His body, which was still strong, suddenly fell ill, and his health deteriorated. In the end, the children of the Huo family suggested sending him to the hospital for recuperation. Huo Shaoyan did not expect that in just such a short time, his grandfather's health would fail. He also knew that,
Grandpa originally wanted to go with grandma. If his family hadn't stopped him, he might have gone.
When a person loses the idea of living, all that is left is an empty leather watch case.
It is said that the three generations of the Huo family are all love-mad, from Mrs. Huo, to Mr. Huo, and then to Huo Shaoyan. Huo Shaoyan was influenced by his grandparents since he was a child. If you love someone, you must treat her wholeheartedly. That's why he has been waiting for Liang Muchi for all these years.
That's why Mrs. Huo was so angry and dared not say anything.
"Grandpa!" Huo Shaoyan shouted, and he sat beside the hospital bed automatically, holding the old man's old palm, which was rough and sad.
Mr. Huo closed his eyes and agreed. The five fingertips resting on Huo Shaoyan's hand moved. It was a weak waving gesture, but it was a bit difficult for him.
Huo Shaoyan understood it, and said to a large group of uncles and uncles surrounding him: "Uncle, second uncle, third uncle, and seventh uncle, you go back first, grandpa, I'm here!"
The children of the Huo family knew that Mr. Huo loved Huo Shaoyan the most, so they quietly exited the door and closed the door considerately.
Huo Shaoyan held the old man's phalanges, which were so thin that there was almost only a layer of skin. "Grandpa, do you have something to say to your grandson?" He watched his right hand slowly rise, and he was about to cover his respirator, and hurriedly spoke.
Said: "Grandpa, can you hear my voice? My grandson asks, you answer, okay!?"
Mr. Huo shook his head, rested his head on the white pillow, and stubbornly took off the respirator.
"Grandpa -" Huo Shaoyan looked at the latter heartbrokenly, "You can't not cherish your own body like this..."
The latter coughed twice slightly, and then looked at the latter with cloudy yet loving eyes, "Shaoyan, grandpa has something to tell you..."
"Grandpa, in this life, I can have your grandma by my side... and I can have such an outstanding grandson like you. Grandpa is satisfied." His hand slowly and tremblingly raised, Huo Shaoyan leaned down and let the old man's thin finger bones caress him.
On the top of his hair, it was the same as when he was a child.
"Shaoyan, Grandpa's time is running out..." A line of tears flowed from his eyes, like Feng Zhu's lament in his later years.
"The reason why grandpa hasn't left with your grandma yet is because grandpa has an unfulfilled wish...cough cough, cough cough..." He seemed to have reached the point of excitement. After taking off the breathing mask, he talked too much. Now
It was a little difficult to breathe, my face turned red and I kept coughing.
"Grandpa!" Huo Shaoyan wanted to get up intuitively, but was held down by the old man. His other hand covered his mouth where Huo Shaoyan could not see it.
The sunshine outside the window came in lightly, with the smell of dust occasionally floating around. The oleander swayed, conveying the power of life in the breeze. In the open palm with clear texture, a bright red blood flower bloomed on it.
The blood Mr. Huo had just coughed up. He glanced at it briefly, and then hid his hand behind his back. One hand was still stroking the top of Huo Shaoyan's hair. His grandson had grown up.
"Grandpa hasn't seen you get married and have children, and grandpa hasn't seen my granddaughter-in-law yet. How dare grandpa die like this..."
"Grandpa!" Huo Shaoyan raised his head in shock, and was suddenly speechless with bitterness.
The old man was looking at him with pleading eyes. His face had gone from red at first to pale now. Huo Shaoyan quickly took the respirator and put it on the old man, "Grandpa, put it on quickly. You can't take it."
Your body is a joke!"
The old man turned his head and looked at the latter with a stubborn look in his eyes, "Shaoyan, if you don't agree to grandpa, grandpa, grandpa -" He couldn't go up or down in one breath, his mouth was wide open, and his eyes were bulging.
Already.
Huo Shaoyan hurriedly pressed the warning bell on the bedside and wanted to get up and go to the doctor, but Mr. Huo kept holding his hand firmly, "Shaoyan, promise grandpa..." He had already put on the breathing mask, but he still used it
He kept begging him, "Promise grandpa, Shaoyan..."
Huo Shaoyan's mind was pounding, and the childhood scene appeared in front of him again. His grandfather carried him on his back, took him out to go to the market, and taught him how to fight crickets and parrots. His grandfather never harshly punished him in his studies.
Without beating or scolding him, he broke an antique vase from the Qing Dynasty at home. His father chased him with a whip, but his grandpa said with a smile that it was just a vase and it only looked good when displayed, so it was no big deal.