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Chapter 26 Tears (1)

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    Last night before going to bed, I chatted with Mr. Chen about writing this book, and explained to him the general content of each chapter that was written. It seemed to open the floodgate of memory all of a sudden, and I couldn't help but sigh for the young past of the two.  Listening to Mr. Chen mentioning that there is actually a certain point in my chapter that I haven't written, the overlap of memories, and every precious thing hidden in my heart is revealed bit by bit.

    We both slept on our sides, facing each other in the dark, I was talking and laughing, some plots were nothing when I wrote them, and I was somewhat embarrassed to face the protagonist, so I used a smile to cover it up and said, "Thank you for your kindness."  When I came to meet me from a thousand miles away, there was a moist light in the sockets of Mr. Chen¡¯s eyes in the dark. There must have been too many things that touched his heart. He thought of his life in the army when he was a child, and he watched it again and again when he went back.  The past that is impossible to realize at a glance, thinking that we have been driven by fate little by little to today, thinking of the blood, tears and thorns we have walked through, thinking of our hard-won simple and peaceful life at this moment, of course everything is not over yet, maybe  Something is just getting started.  Gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with the pulp of his fingers, suppressed the surge in his heart and said to him: "In this way, I don't have to worry about the story without holes to fill, but I don't want to have too bloody plots appear at all!  Is it?" He shook my hand back and said in a low voice, "Okay!"

    I am very emotional in life, and tears are worthless. When I read a short article that touches the heartstrings, a piece of touching news, or a slightly bloody plot in a TV series, I will be moved to tears.  Sometimes when someone passed away, I would cry along with my relatives in the process of saying goodbye. One time when I was shopping at the gate of the vegetable market, the procession of seeing off the elderly cried very hard.  Me: "Girl, you know this family!" I wiped my eyes in embarrassment and said, "No, my eyes were caught!" There are so many embarrassing things like this that Mr. Chen said they are not worth mentioning.

    Mr. Chen's tears are precious, and there are only a handful of them seen.  When my father was dying, he held his hand and walked away with a smile, but Mr. Chen was full of tears.  After my father left, something happened to my family. That time Mr. Chen forced his car to stop on the way to pick up "ginseng fruit" (daughter's nickname) from school. It was the first time I saw him crying bitterly, holding the steering wheel  The fairy brother who couldn't control himself didn't know where to go to comfort him, caressed his convulsed and deformed back, and cried with him.  After this incident, he once said to me: "If it is impossible for the two of us to leave this world together, then you should go first. I will never leave you alone to face the suffering in this world!"

    Another thing is the time when the grandma left. There were so many people that time, and the elderly in their 90s left with good fortune.  The old man spent her last days in the hospital. The generation of her father-in-law and mother-in-law plus our generation, there are many people, taking turns to take care of her.  Every time it was our turn to take care of me, Mr. Chen arranged for me to sleep on the accompanying bed, and he stayed up all night. Whenever the old lady moved slightly, he would stay by her side.  We insisted not to wear diapers for the old lady. Every time, Mr. Chen would pick her up and I would pick her up, wash her, and let the old man sleep dry and refreshed.  The old man urinates a lot at night and feels embarrassed. He always persuades us to wear diapers for her, but we know that she doesn¡¯t like it very much, because sometimes the quilt and the back quilt of the jacket are soaked after urinating, and the diapers can¡¯t hold it at all.  If the amount is large, if it is not changed in time, the elderly will often sleep until dawn with soaked urine.  In the morning, we brushed her teeth, washed her face, scrubbed her body and changed her clothes, and fed her breakfast. She always smiled and said, "Good luck! Good luck!" After the grandmother left, I saw Mr. Chen's suppressed tears still fall out  , Among the many descendants, he has also done his best.

    In the pain of life and death with loved ones, tears are enough to express our inner sorrow.  Mr. Chen can be regarded as a person who manages his emotions well.  What he can express is already unbearable.  So his tears can always shake the people around him.  After all, apart from me, not many people really saw it.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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