The father and son helped the old man up and fed two mouthfuls of warm water.
After drinking water, the old man became a little more energetic.
“…child…child…child…”
Xiaohuzi was slightly stunned and asked, "Grandma, you want to see my son, right?"
The old man nodded slightly.
Xiaohuzi replied: "He is already on the road and will be here soon. Grandma, please get better quickly. Didn't you say before that you would help me take my son and grandson? We have to live together for five generations and six generations. Now
It's far from enough."
The old man pulled the corner of his mouth and laughed softly again.
Ah Hu helped the old man lie down and hurriedly wrapped himself in a quilt.
Xiaohuzi couldn't help but whisper: "Dad, why don't you take grandma to the hospital?"
"The doctor will not let you go." Ah Hu explained: "Your breastfeeding insisted on going back to the old house. Your grandfather used to be here, but she said he would come back to find her, so he had to wait here."
Xiaohuzi didn't believe in any gods and ghosts at all, but was moved by grandma's idea.
The older generation's thoughts are not complicated, and they are even ridiculously simple.
But their feelings are the most sincere and passionate.
Suddenly, he remembered that when Shan You quarreled with him before returning to Nandao, he angrily asked him if he had liked her and loved her.
She said that she thought that relationship could be cultivated slowly and fell in love after marriage, but he couldn't even see the figure, so how could she cultivate the relationship between husband and wife with the air!
She cried, crying sadly, saying that he let her down, very disappointed.
She even said that she felt that the marriage between the two was just for the sake of the child, and that she had too many hopes that she could cultivate feelings with him.
If you don’t send too many expectations to him, you won’t end up being so disappointed or so sad.
At that time, he didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only hold his son at a loss.
Shanyou still left and took his son south.
The reason she gave was that the weather in the imperial capital was too cold and the heating was too dry, which was not good for the child's trachea and skin, so she had to take the child back to the South Island for winter.
Only the two of them knew that their relationship had reached a turning point.
And this point is very close to divorce.
At this moment, Ah Hu yawned and said in a low voice: "You kid is so lucky. You can see your dad and have a dad ride for you. In my memory, you are almost old.
Dad. In this world, you should be the only one who misses him. Because I don’t even know what he looks like.”
"Grandma and grandpa... are they very much in love?" Xiaohuzi asked suddenly.
Ah Hu was slightly stunned and couldn't react.
"...I don't know about this. They were matched by matchmakers. I heard that I had never even met each other before getting married. Later, I got married, but I had no children. My father was fishing on a boat and didn't go home every few days.
Grandma is growing vegetables and raising ducks by the river, waiting for him to come back. When your grandma is almost forty years old, she still hasn't gotten pregnant. Someone urged her dad to marry a young man, but her dad refused and scolded him.
Later, grandma finally got pregnant with me... It's a pity that my father didn't live long and couldn't watch me get married and start a business. Not only did I have Ah Hu and Xiao Hu Zi at home, but I could also have a Xiao Hu. The older generation
What people pay most attention to is family inheritance, one lineage, and one lineage. Grandma and dad are the same, hoping to have more descendants. She wishes to see Xiao Xiaohu, so she has long wanted to see it."
Xiaohuzi was stunned, as if he was thinking about something.
Ah Hu turned around and walked out of the room.
After breakfast, the father and son sat around the old man, which was a bit too quiet.
At this time, Xue Ling and Cheng Tianyuan came.
After Chen Min took them to the door, he went to buy more diapers for the elderly and let them come in first.
When everyone met, they lost the joy of meeting before, and their hearts were as heavy as before.
Xue Ling held the old man's hand and shouted several times.
The old man pulled the corner of his mouth and rumbling in his throat, and he no longer responded.
Thinking of Ah Hu's mother who used to be smiling and cheerful, Xue Ling couldn't help but burst into tears.
Cheng Tianyuan's eyes were also red, and he whispered: "Stop shouting, the old man has heard it."
Wang Qing handed Xue Ling a tissue and sobbed and talked about the difficulties he had recently.
"Xiao Yun'er is preparing for the exam in the provincial capital. When I go to school alone and get off school, I am always worried. I asked her to call me sooner or later to report my safety. Shan You and Xiao Xiaohu haven't arrived for a long time, and the old man has been waiting, so we are
Waiting anxiously.”
"It's already on the road." Xue Ling explained: "Sister Chen is here with you, and you can help take care of Xiao Xiaohu on the road."
Wang Qing pushed his son beside him, "It's already past nine o'clock. Please call Shan You and care about where they are."
Xiaohuzi nodded, took out his cell phone and walked out.
Wang Qing looked at his thin back and murmured: "Ling Ling, he has changed a lot in the past two years. Thanks to you and Ayuan, it's really..."
"It was he who worked hard to temper himself." Xue Ling whispered: "The competition in the second half of the year is very strong, and he endured a little hard. However, he really needed such tempering so that he could grow faster. It was very painful, but he still insisted on it.
"
Wang Qing felt distressed and choked: "I asked Ah Hu to borrow some funds for him, but Ah Hu refused. He said that unless Xiao Huzi asked for it himself, he would not take the initiative to help."
"Ahu is right." Xue Ling said softly: "Let him stand it until he can't stand it anymore. Let's help a little more. If he can stand it, he will be happier."
Wang Qing sniffed and whispered: "Ling Ling, you are the same as before... still much stronger than me."
Xue Ling grabbed her hand and walked to the corner to chat.
Wang Qing seemed to remember something and sighed.
"Ling Ling, I...I met Liu Xing in the hospital a while ago. He... was hospitalized. I heard that it was a disease that could not be cured."
What?!
Xue Ling was shocked and asked, "What's going on? Can't be cured? Are you sure?"
"Yeah." Wang Qing whispered: "I asked Lao Liu. Lao Liu is now in his eighties and is in good health. He is walking by the river every day. He said that Liu Xing had already retired in advance and went to the province.
There is little hope for treatment in the city.”
Xue Ling frowned and sighed: "Is there no way to be cured?"
Wang Qing shook his head: "Old Liu said that he had gone to many hospitals, all of which said it was in the late stage. Although his wife's daughter was born with her ex-husband, Liu Xing raised her and loved her. After graduation, her daughter worked at the TV station in Rongcheng.
He is a very excellent young man. Now his wife and daughter are with him, and he is inseparable. Lao Liu also said that there is no need to worry about finances, but money cannot be exchanged for health and life."
Xue Ling remembered the scenes of working at Rongcheng Newspaper more than 20 years ago, and his intuition was as if he was dreaming.
Thinking of the literary young man who likes to hang a camera on his chest, I can't help but sigh sadly.
"...I hope he will be peaceful and happy for the rest of his life."