"You!" Wu Jin stood up suddenly and glared at his second uncle, gritting his teeth.
In the end, they chose to pack it up.
Before leaving, Li Qiang said to his second uncle sternly: "Since you chose to offend me, don't regret it! You won't be able to recruit a single guest to your family in the future!"
The second uncle stretched out his hand politely: "Please walk slowly."
"snort!"
The three of them each carried four large bags of food boxes and left, looking much more tired than the customers who came out of the hardware store today.
"Second uncle, what should we do if we really can't get any guests in the future?" Lulu worriedly pulled on her second uncle's trouser line.
The second uncle touched our heads and said, "Then let's have a holiday."
We closed the door of the restaurant and stood on the steps. I saw that none of the nearby shops were closed.
It's already past nine o'clock in the evening. Usually everyone closes at nine o'clock. Now the shop owners are all in front of their houses, looking at our restaurant eagerly. When they see us coming out, they quickly look away and run into the shop.
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The second uncle lit a cigarette and said to Lulu and us: "You two wait here for a while."
"Second uncle, what are you doing?" I asked.
"Go and share the secret to success."
The path to success?
Watching our second uncle turn into the nearby supermarket, Lulu and we were both a little confused.
After a while, the second uncle came out, and the aunt from the supermarket personally delivered it: "This is a good idea, I will discuss it with everyone right now!"
"Okay, I really have something to do today, so I'll leave first."
"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."
The second uncle nodded, hailed a taxi on the roadside, and we got in the car and went to the hospital.
Uncle Song was still asleep in the hospital, so Lulu and I lay beside the bed, staring at Uncle Song's face.
The face that was always full of a kind smile was now pale, and I could see the sourness in my heart.
The second uncle was sitting on the bed, talking to an older brother who looked to be 18 or 19 years old and squatting on the floor.
The older brother was wearing an old-fashioned shirt and trousers with his trouser legs rolled up, and a pair of green rubber shoes. He had a shaved head and looked fair and clean.
He also seems to be from the countryside.
"How is the situation?" asked the second uncle.
The eldest brother lowered his head and his nose was stuffy: "The doctor said that my uncle is in the advanced stage now. Everything else is wrong, but the painkillers he takes every day are too expensive. The doctor said they were imported."
As he spoke, he took out a handful of crumpled money from his pocket. They were all a few cents, with only a few yuan.
"I just... earned so much by working during the winter vacation. It's not enough to give my uncle an injection. I... I'm so useless!"
The second uncle sighed and patted his shoulder: "Everyone is born, old, sick and die. Uncle Song is old, so don't be too sad."
I felt a hand move under my arm, and I looked at Uncle Song's face in surprise. Sure enough, Uncle Song slowly opened his yellow eyes.
"Second uncle! Grandpa Song is awake!"
I yelled out.
The second uncle and the eldest brother immediately rushed over and pushed Lulu and us aside.
Lulu and we looked at Uncle Song on the bed with red eyes.
Uncle Song's mouth slowly raised under his breathing mask, and he spoke with a breathless voice: "Second brother...you're here."
"Here you go, Uncle Song, why didn't you tell me you were sick!" The second uncle squatted beside the bed excitedly.
Uncle Song shook his head, then slowly raised his eyes and waved to Lulu and us: "Grandpa's bedside table... there are oranges on the bedside table... you two take them and eat them."
“哇呜呜呜呜!”我心疼得受不了了,眼泪一下子就冲了出来,哇哇大哭了起来.
Lulu also burst into tears.
Uncle Song breathed hard: "Hey, why are you crying? I'm old and there's nothing I can do."
Uncle Song pointed to the eldest brother next to his second uncle: "Second brother, this is my nephew, named Song Liang. His parents passed away early. I haven't gotten married and had children in these years because of this brat. Don't look at it.
This brat is honest and honest, studying...ahem, ahem, studying is good, he just entered the university, and I fell down and can't support him...ahem, cough."
Uncle Song coughed violently, and the second uncle was so frightened that he stood up quickly: "I'm going to find Xucheng!"
But Uncle Song's hand, which was obviously weak, suddenly grabbed the corner of his second uncle's clothes: "Second brother, listen to what I have to say. Xiaoliang, you are coming back too."
Uncle Song looked like he was giving his last words, which gave me a very bad feeling. I stared at Uncle Song with blurred eyes.
The second uncle and elder brother Song Liang had no choice but to squat down again and get closer to Uncle Song.
The second uncle held back and clenched his fists: "Uncle Song, tell me."
"Second brother, you are one of the few good people I have ever met. I believe good people are rewarded. I want to beg you... please... help me support this brat to go to college. It only takes four years. Wait...
When he becomes successful in the future, let him repay you."
Brother Song Liang buried his face in the bed and cried loudly.
I know how it feels. Brother Song Liang should consider Uncle Song as his father.
Seeing Uncle Song like this, Lulu and I both cried uncomfortably, let alone him.
The second uncle sniffed, held Uncle Song's hand, and nodded heavily: "I promise you, Song..."
The electrocardiogram monitoring device at the bedside suddenly made a long beep. I looked at the device in horror, and then at Uncle Song who was smiling and closing his eyes on the bed. I felt like there was a bang in my head.
I saw the ghost of Uncle Song sitting up from his body, looking around confusedly, and then walked to the crying Song Liang, looked at him lovingly, and touched his head, but did not touch it.
A look of loneliness appeared on Uncle Song's face.
Immediately afterwards, two ghost guards came through the wall from the ward next door, put chains on Uncle Song's hands, and roughly pulled Uncle Song out.
I hurriedly chased him out.
The road outside the hospital was cold and dark. After making sure there was no one around, I endured the burning sensation in my lungs and shouted: "Grandpa Song!"
The three ghosts in front were all stunned.
Grandpa Song turned his head in surprise, with some joy on his gray face. His lips moved several times before he uttered a few words: "Don't forget the oranges on the bedside table."
These words made my tears suddenly burst into tears.
I cried and ran over and hugged Uncle Song. I turned to the two ghosts and said, "Brother, the road to hell is not easy. Can you be nicer to my grandpa?"
I was just asking shamelessly, but I didn't expect that they actually agreed.
One of the ghosts nodded and bowed and assured me: "I don't know that this is your grandfather. Don't worry, I will definitely carry the old man on my back on the Huangquan Road."
"Ah?" You?
Another ghost officer also smiled playfully: "My name is Zhang Long, and his name is Zhao Hu. Please give us two good words in front of Mr. Lu, and the old man will be taken care of by us!"
Grandpa Song was stunned and then laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, I didn't expect that I could borrow Nuanting's light, okay! Go back, girl, it's not safe for you to come out by yourself."
I grabbed Grandpa Song’s hand and nodded, and thanked Zhang Long and Zhao Hu again.
Looking at the Huangquan Road that opened in front of him, Zhao Hu carried Uncle Song on his back and moved forward as fast as walking on flat ground on the ground covered with sharp mirrors.
I was dumbfounded by the little ghosts and ghosts on the road.