Along with the crying in the ICU, Su Qing, Wang Xing and Qin Wei bowed to the medical staff and thanked them for their hard work.
Naturally, the medical staff did not dare to accept this, and no one was saved. The faces of these medical staff were full of shame. Although they were used to life and death, and often snatched people from the hands of the God of Death, doctors are also human beings, and they are like the God of Death.
In most battles, we lose more than we win.
After the medical staff left, the three of them stood at the door, looking at each other speechlessly, while Ding Qiang went in to comfort his mother.
It seemed that at this moment, the three of them felt that their classmate Ding Qiang had grown up a lot, but at the same time, his waist was not as straight as before.
As the only man in the family, he must be strong now. His mother is old. If he is still like a child, the family will be broken up.
The outstanding qualities of the Chinese people are undoubtedly revealed at this moment. Whenever a disaster occurs, someone will always stand up and take responsibility, whether it is as big as a country or as small as a family.
The wanton publicity of youth seemed to disappear from him in an instant, and his whole person became silent at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Even if his father passed away right in front of his eyes, he did not cry directly like his mother, but clenched his back molars to make himself look strong.
At this time, Ding Qiang does not need comfort, he just needs time to digest.
Naturally, there is no need for the four young people to take care of what happens next. These old people have their own set of rules, and the elders in the family will tell them what to do.
After a long silence, Ding Qiang took a deep breath, looked at his father's mourning hall and said with a chuckle:
Ding Qiang's family's old house in the countryside has a small courtyard. There are not many people in the courtyard at this time. Except for the three of them, these are very close relatives. Otherwise, they would not be able to come over to help so late at night.
Hearing this, Su Qing took a deep breath, and then took Wang Xing downstairs to go through the formalities. The person had already left, and there must be a handover at the hospital. The person would have to be taken away in a while, and the hearse would have to be contacted to return to Ding Qiang.
In my hometown, a funeral was arranged.
This is not the first time Su Qing has seen a corpse, and he doesn't seem to be so scared anymore. From this, it can be seen that he is also changing.
To organize a funeral, no matter how simple it is, it is impossible without money. Ding Qiang knows this, and their family can no longer afford a penny at this time. To be honest, even this hearse, if not for Su Qing
They found it for him, but he had no choice but to wait for relatives to come and help.
"Qingzi, why don't you three go inside, it's warm in the house, I can just stay here by myself," Ding Qiang said while adding paper to the brazier.
But among them, if someone can help with the funeral, then the relationship is not as hard as usual.
At this time, the elders in the house called to inform relatives and friends to come to express their condolences tomorrow. Outside the yard, Ding Qiang was already kneeling in the mourning hall to burn paper money and mourning.
Qin Wei: "Daqiang, I won't say anything to comfort you. Uncle's matter is important."
Su Qing and the other three were accompanying them. Fortunately, since it was winter, the people in the funeral industry were well prepared and knew how to put up a plastic shed. Otherwise, there would probably be more than one person going to the crematorium after one night.
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"Qingzi, we" Wang Xing started, but stopped talking.
The three of them naturally knew about his current situation, so they extended a helping hand before Ding Qiang was in trouble.
Soon, the car Su Qing called for arrived, and everyone helped to lift the person into the car and prepare to return to Xining.
Qin Wei also said on the side: "I also transferred 20,000 yuan, don't be too dissatisfied with my brother, let's get through this first."
But you can choose the date for red events, but not for white events. Even if it is the second day of the Lunar New Year, you still have to notify.
The mother and son got into the hearse, and Su Qing and Wang Xing drove the car, followed by Qin Wei.
"It's okay, I won't use it now. Anyway, I made this money with Qingzi, and I didn't put in any hard work, so I'm not in a hurry!" Wang Xing said with a smile, saying that he was not in a hurry.
It was already six o'clock in the evening and it was already dark, but I still had to go home if I could. According to the custom here, a person who dies must spend the night in his hometown and not be taken to the crematorium until the next day.
Of course, some people really can't cry or even feel nothing, but that's because of the brain's self-protection mechanism. When a person is hit hard, the brain will automatically block this feeling, giving people an illusion. To put it simply,
It's just that my subconscious doesn't believe that my loved one is gone just like that.
On the second day of the Lunar New Year, to be honest, this time is not very good. After all, it is a day for family reunions. Suddenly a funeral happened, and everyone felt uncomfortable.
By the time a group of people drove back to Ding Qiang's hometown, it was already almost ten o'clock in the evening, and a mourning hall had been set up in the courtyard. Although it was simple and crude due to time constraints, it was finally set up.
Then he nodded heavily, and Ding Qiang led the three of them into the ward and saw Ding Qiang's mother slumped beside the bed.
Invite some relatives over and ask them to prepare funeral items at home.
Looking at the three of them, he said hoarsely: "Thank you, brothers!"
"You can't do this." Ding Qiang heard this and subconsciously refused, but before he could finish speaking, Su Qing interrupted him:
Xining is a county town surrounding Jiangcheng, not far from Jiangcheng city. Otherwise, Ding Qiang would not have come here to attend high school.
There are no people left, so relatives naturally have to help. This is the result of so many years of friendship between the older generation.
Hearing this, the woman hugged her son for a long time before nodding heavily.
Su Qing shook his head: "Let the two of them stay with you for a while longer. Xigou, just wait here. Old A, you and I will go and go through the formalities. In Daqiang's situation, although he looks calm, in fact
My mind is completely blank. If we can help run errands, please do so!"
Listening to the words of the three people, Ding Qiang felt as if he had found a supporter, and he felt much more at ease.
In response, Ding Qiang smiled and did not refuse. He was very confused now and wanted to find someone to talk to, but he couldn't speak in the circle of elders. After the circle, the three people behind him were suitable.
"Daqiang, I transferred 50,000 yuan to you. You can use it first. You have to do things at home and you can't be without money." Wang Xing said.
Two hours later, everyone drove all the way to Xining. When everyone arrived at the county town, several relatives of Ding Qiang's family had already arrived.
They don't need to worry about the rest of the matter, after all, Ding Qiang's family still has relatives, but they still have to help with the situation in the hospital at this time.
This is also a time for relatives and friends to express their condolences.
Although relatives and friends of Ding Qiang's family will have their own considerations when borrowing money during this period, in China, the dead are considered the most important.
Hearing this, Su Qing returned home and Shen Yi's news and said: "No, it's good here. We don't know anyone in the house. If you get tired later, the three of us will take turns to fill in for you. Tomorrow you
There is something else."
But when I graduated from college, I found that there were too many people like me. My nights were occupied by my boss’s overtime work, but I couldn’t even get out the money to save my dad’s life. Then I suddenly realized that I didn’t do anything at all.
Without any big career, I am just a marginalized figure in society, an unknown person.
In fact, there wasn't much work in total. The two of them ran away in half an hour. By the time they came up, the crying inside had subsided a lot.
Su Qing: "That's right. We've finished all the procedures at the hospital. Don't worry. I've also contacted the car. When auntie recovers, shall we take uncle home?"
Hearing this, the two nodded.
Three young people, the rich should help more and the poor should contribute less. This is all out of their hearts and has nothing to do with the amount of money.
"Don't refuse, it's just a small thought from the brothers. After everything is over tomorrow, you and auntie can calculate how many debts there are outside and tell me. I will help you pay them first. They are all owed money. You might as well owe them all.
As for ours, after all, you owe us a favor. If you owe so many people, the money is the same, but you owe too many favors. You know, I don’t need this little money to marry Zhang Heng’s grandson.
I won’t spend less money, it’s just like throwing away the money, just to give myself some vent, and it’s not inferior to you.”
But fortunately, Ding Qiang's condition should not be serious. He can still cry, which means the situation is okay and not serious.
Then the three of them stood outside for another half an hour, and finally Ding Qiang walked out of the ward with red eyes.
On the operating table was a pale, ordinary-looking middle-aged man with wrinkles on his face and a little blood around him, but his chest no longer rose.
Someone must be present this night, which is also called a wake. With his mother's current situation, Ding Qiang can only do this by himself.
"Mom will have a son at home in the future. Let's take my dad home." Ding Qiang stepped forward, hugged his mother's shoulders and said.
"Brothers, to be honest, there was a time when I always felt that I would be able to do something big when I grew up, and I was pretentious, so I worked hard to climb mountains one after another.
Hearing this, Ding Qiang's shoulders trembled slightly. He did not respond to his words, but accepted the transfer from Wang Xing and Qin Wei: "Thank you, brother, I will repay the money."
This kind of sadness will only burst out suddenly at a certain moment in the days to come, maybe it's a piece of clothing, maybe it's a meal.
"Don't worry, I will contact you as soon as Daqiang comes out," Qin Wei said.
Wang Xing: "Don't worry, all the brothers are here, and there are no other brothers. It's okay to put in some effort."
Seeing his state, Su Qing breathed a sigh of relief. Ding Qiang must have cried secretly. In this case, he was afraid that he would not be able to cry.
Upon hearing this, the three of them stepped forward and hugged Ding Qiang.
Although Qin Wei made less money, he was still on the sidelines.
At this time, both women were in a bad state and their minds were a little confused, but the woman still took out her mobile phone and reported the funeral one by one.
The rules of each place are different. Some places do not allow substitutions, while others do. It is only necessary that there are no people in front of the mourning hall that night.
Ding Qiang's family is in a rural area outside Xining County. The reason why Ding Qiang came to Jiangcheng to study was because the old couple were working in Jiangcheng.
It wasn’t until this moment that I realized that to truly grow up is to accept one’s own ordinaryness calmly. Thinking about it now, the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains, and everyone keeps saying that it is not Langlang Mountain, but now I tell myself, where there are parents,
It's home.
I won’t leave!”
Hearing this, Su Qing thought for a while and said with a smile: "Okay, then we won't leave. Stay with me and Lao A at home so that we don't have to see each other a few times throughout the year."
People say that I am born with talents that will be useful, but who knows what use I will be born with?
What if I am just a piece of waste? There must be someone in this world who is willing to be ordinary, so why can't that person be me?