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After hearing what he said, I was a little shocked, because I felt that I had been told correctly, but I was still in a state of doubt.
The fortune teller briefly scrutinized my horoscope with a pen and said to me: "You have to be careful. You may have to go through some hurdles during this period, but your fortune shows that you have noble people to help you and you won't fall too hard." awful."
After talking for a long time, I asked him what the obstacle was and he couldn¡¯t explain clearly.
"Okay, let's stop here." I shook my head and said.
"Then I'll draw a peace charm for your dad to keep him safe." The fortune teller picked up the brush and started drawing the charm on his special yellow paper, mumbling something I couldn't understand.
After drawing, the fortune teller handed the talisman to the mother.
"Thank you." My mother gave thirty yuan to the fortune teller with a grateful look on her face, and left with me.
While walking on the road, my mother still reminded me: "Ah Hui, did you hear what the fortune teller said? You should be careful during this time."
I said helplessly: "Mom, if these fortune tellers could really seek good luck and avoid bad luck, the rich people in this world would not go bankrupt."
My mother didn¡¯t care about me. She seemed to be talking to herself: "You are still young. When you are older, you will understand. You have to believe in many things."
I am already over thirty, am I still young?
But I thought about it, in the eyes of any mother, her child is still young.
"You go back to the hospital to stay with your dad first, and I'll buy some food to cook." The mother walked to the market by herself.
I knew that my mother might stop by the village temple to worship the gods while shopping for groceries. She dismissed me because she knew that I didn¡¯t believe in these things.
I simply walked home and drove my parents¡¯ electric car to the hospital.
I can¡¯t remember how many years it has been since I rode an electric donkey. Riding it on various trails gives me a sense of freedom.
When I came to the ward, my father was already asleep and my sister was reading the headlines.
"Brother, how many days of leave have you taken? If you can't spare the time, you go back to work first and let me stay with dad." My sister asked me.
"It depends on the situation. I told the school leaders that I will take a long leave. I don't know when I will go back." I shrugged.
"Besides, although you are a full-time wife now, your child is still young. How can your brother-in-law take care of it alone?"
"He has temporarily moved back to live with his mother-in-law these days, and he can also ask the elderly to help take care of the children while he is at work." said my sister.
We chatted one after another, both of us a little absent-minded.
In fact, even if we have nothing to say, we don¡¯t want to stop, because the atmosphere of silence makes people feel depressed.
In the evening, I asked my sister to go home and rest, but she insisted on letting me go home: "Brother, you have been working very hard these past two days. Just let me stay with dad tonight."
"Let's chat together." I insisted on staying.
"Yeah." My sister hummed lightly without any objection.
Because my mother is old, we don¡¯t dare to let her stay up late all the time. I can no longer bear other blows.
"I'd rather die!"
"What are you doing alive!"
The father¡¯s furious voice suddenly sounded. My sister had never experienced this before, and was so frightened that she froze.
I saw my father sweeping the things close to him on the table to the ground, keys, water glass, mobile phone
"Forget it, you mother." My father cursed and reached out to pull out the tube on his body.
I quickly rushed forward and grabbed my father's hand tightly.
I could feel my father squeezing my palm with all his strength, but I didn¡¯t feel the pain because he had no strength in his body.
"Dad, we are here." I held my father's hand and gently patted the back of his hand.
My father did not communicate with me. His voice gradually faded away and turned into a groan of pain. His body felt like it was being tortured by ten thousand needles. He tossed and turned and could not fall asleep.
I felt uncomfortable watching it, and my sister felt equally uncomfortable watching it.
"Dad." My sister called softly.
The father didn¡¯t respond and was still tossing and turning.
The younger sister looked at her father, pursed her lips tightly, and said nothing.
Nothing can be said.
I felt the palm held by my father slowly lowering, and he finally fell asleep again.
? ??Cancer is very painful, and chemotherapy is also very painful. These two things combined make people want to die. "I said softly.
"Our family is ordinary and we haven't done anything bad. Why is it us?" my sister asked me.
I couldn¡¯t give her the correct answer, I could only sigh: ¡°Maybe this is life.¡±
It¡¯s really ironic, I didn¡¯t believe in fatalism before, but now I talk about fate.
"Brother, I would rather go back to my childhood and suffer a little hardship than make my father suffer so much." My sister's words brought back my memories.
Our childhood was not happy. Our father drank heavily, beat and cursed others, and he also owed gambling debts. Creditors would come to scare us from time to time.
To be honest, when I was a child, I hated my father, especially when he was drunk and beat me. I hated him so much that I wanted to die. I even hoped that he would be hit by a car when he went out.
But as I grow older, my hatred slowly fades away. Now I look at the old man on the bed and just hope that he can get better.
If possible, I would rather bear this pain myself than let my family bear it.
I am afraid of losing any family member.
It just so happens that the laws of nature are so cruel, no one can escape the laws of birth, old age, sickness and death.
A person¡¯s life is nothing more than you giving me a ride, and I giving you a ride.
¡°Brother, I¡¯m so scared.¡± In the darkness, my sister suddenly said to me.
In order not to disturb my father¡¯s sleep, we deliberately turned off the lights.
I was also scared, but as an elder brother, I could only endure the fear in my heart and gently said to my sister: "Don't be afraid."
We two brothers and sisters relied on each other, which made me go back to 20 years ago in a trance.
Twenty years ago at night, my drunk father was cursing in the living room. My sister and I hid in the room leaning on each other, shaking constantly.
Looking back, the fear at that time was less than one percent of what it is now.
After nightfall, my sister gradually became sleepy and fell asleep on the edge of the bed.
I couldn¡¯t sleep, so I walked to the window and looked at the moonlight like a hook, feeling extremely sad.
Reminds me of a poem: People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This matter is difficult to solve in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart.
The ancients have long exhausted all the joys and sorrows in the world. Unfortunately, the common people cannot look away. I am also a common person.
A few days passed, and we all went through suffering. My father experienced physical suffering, and we experienced spiritual suffering, but we are all trying to live.
What disappoints me is that my brother-in-law has made several calls to express condolences in the past few days, but there has been no movement from Wu Weiwei. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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