"Dear mother, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."
In a villa in Binhai District, Jinghai City, dozens of people gathered together, singing and dancing, creating a festive and peaceful scene.
Surrounded by the crowd was an elderly lady. Her face was dotted with wrinkles of varying depths, and her hair was as white as silver threads. She was wearing a bright red shroud, but it was only this size.
It's obviously a bit too big, and the cuffs cover the fingers.
The old man's name is Hu Fengyun, and she is also the owner of this villa.
However, unlike the smiling guests around her, there was a trace of panic on her face and fear in her eyes. She scanned the crowd warily and moved her body back from time to time.
Su Qigong stood at the front of the crowd, clapped his hands and sang happy birthday, and bowed deeply towards his mother in front of him.
"Mom, today is your birthday. I wish you a happy birthday and good health and a long life."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was thunderous applause. Su Qigong was the main planner of this birthday party. He almost organized all the activities single-handedly. These guests were all invited by him. He was very thoughtful about his mother's birthday party.
time.
After the applause gradually subsided, Su Qigong turned around, his mood relatively calm.
"As we all know, my mother suffers from Alzheimer's disease. Although she may not remember today's banquet tomorrow, we want to express our gratitude and respect to the mother who raised us alone, so we prepared this
A banquet."
He turned his head and smiled at Hu Fengyun. His wife and children also came forward to hug the old man one by one. Although they had always lived under the same roof, it was the first time for them to have such close contact with Hu Fengyun.
Hu Fengyun's expression relaxed a little. She looked at her daughter-in-law, grandson, and granddaughter walking towards her one by one. They all had that kind of deliberate smile on their faces, and they held her in their arms one by one.
Saying something, then quickly letting go after a few seconds, this kind of behavior is more appropriate to complete a task than to show affection.
However, they obviously don't care about this. For such an Alzheimer's patient, how can she tell what is true and what is false?
At this time, there was a commotion in the crowd, and a man in a brown jacket had squeezed in front of Hu Fengyun at some point, holding a black plastic bag in his hand.
"Brother, I'm sorry, I'm late."
Seeing the person coming, Su Qigong frowned slightly, but the man had already walked straight towards Hu Fengyun.
"Mom, I bought your favorite chicken feet. Come on, eat it while it's fresh now."
He knelt on the ground, carefully unwrapped the plastic bag, and fed Hu Fengyun to eat in public.
Hu Fengyun's eyes widened, but she just chewed mechanically without saying a word.
Su Qigong, including his wife and children stood aside and looked at them, with a hint of disgust in their eyes.
His name is Su Qiming, he is Hu Fengyun's youngest son and Su Qigong's younger brother. Since Lao Su died of illness early, Hu Fengyun almost raised the two of them alone.
However, the two brothers separated a long time ago. Hu Fengyun lived with the eldest brother Su Qigong, and Su Qiming only came to take a look when he was free.
However, since Hu Fengyun was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease, the frequency of Su Qiming's visits has obviously become much more frequent, sometimes two or three times a day. Su Qigong's huge change in his brother's attitude also surprised Su Qigong. He also had
He tentatively asked this question, but Su Qiming's answer was hardly satisfactory to him.
"Mom is sick. As a son, of course I have the obligation to take care of her, right? There is a saying that 'a son wants to be raised but cannot be kissed'. I just want to spend more time with our mother while she is still here, so that
She was happy."
Spend more time with her?
Before hiring a nanny, Su Qigong called his brother over and over again because of work, asking him to take his mother back to live for a while, but every time he always found excuses to shirk, and he could hardly make up any reasons. Such a person
, is it possible to expect him to suddenly realize his conscience?
Su Qigong suspected that his purpose in doing this was just for the inheritance.
Hu Fengyun was ill and could hardly take care of herself, and her mind was sometimes confused and sometimes sober. Su Qigong began to deliberately approach her at this time, just to get more benefits, in case the old woman was fooled into writing a will while she was confused, and transferred the inheritance to her.
If all of it were given to him, Su Qiming, then the gain would outweigh the loss.
His guess was quickly confirmed. He heard the two of them talking about money several times. Every time they talked, Su Qiming looked attentive, while Hu Fengyun looked displeased, or in other words,
He had a dull look on his face.
But later on, this numbness escalated into anger. Whenever she saw Su Qiming, she would scream loudly, as if she didn't treat him as her son.
If you leave such a person beside your mother, something will happen sooner or later.
After much thought, Su Qigong still issued an eviction order to his brother, limiting the number of visits he could make, both for his mother's health and for his own benefit.
Why did this guy come all the way today? Could it be that he had other plans?
"Mom, happy birthday, please accept us."
"Mom, you must wait until I succeed as the second child, and I will honor you." Su Qiming looked at his mother and smiled.
Looking at the descendants kneeling in front of him, Hu Fengyun moved her lips but was speechless.
............
October 16——
The warm sunshine shuttles through the slight breath. It is soothing and long. The fragrance of red sandalwood permeates the autumn, filling all the emptiness between heaven and earth. Under the sun, there is a slender road, whispering innocence, filling the
Wipe away the lonely and elegant shadow that was once unfathomable.
Shu Chunhua walked on the street, her high heels making a "thump, thump, thump" sound on the pavement. She had walked this road countless times, and every time she walked it, her mood would be particularly light.
Looking at the fresh vegetables she had just bought in her hand, she smiled slightly. The old lady had another good meal today.
She has been working as a nanny at Hu Fengyun's family for nearly two years, and she has long regarded herself as a member of their family. To her, Hu Fengyun, Su Qigong...everyone in this house is like a
Her family is ordinary and familiar.
She raised her head and looked at the surrounding streets, feeling satisfied.
Living in a large, spacious and bright house, warm in winter and cool in summer, seems to be a dream that many people have had since childhood, and Hu Fengyun's villa is close to the seaside, and the scenery is particularly charming.
During the day, many ships with white sails rippled on the calm, sleepy ocean. In the evening, a deep old man slept quietly in the twilight. There was no wind, no waves, and he faced the sky silently. He stared at the sea.
Watching the sparkling sea, listening to the crashing waves, walking along the beach, leaving blurred fantasies behind...
There are often many dissatisfactions in life. In fact, all dissatisfaction is like drifting objects on the sea. Accept it, accommodate it, and engulf it. If you can tolerate everything, everything will change, everything will be calm, and everything will pass.
.
Although she does not live here and goes out early and comes home late every day, as long as she is with them, her life seems to be full of hope.
When I walked to the yard, I could already smell the fragrance of young grass. However, a few chairs that had fallen on the ground seemed a bit out of place.
"Really, I don't know how to pick up the chair if it falls over. It's so careless."
She muttered something, walked to the door, and the handle was turned open...