Home of Rebirth

After the first snow fell, the weather started to get colder. As the old Xia’s mahjong hall became more and more lively, things gradually increased. One night, it was midnight, and Xia Yue’s uncle, Zhao Zhigang, was in a hurry Busy to knock on the door of his house.

"Sister, my dad is sick and is in the hospital now, get up and get dressed and follow me, I'm afraid it's going to be bad."

There was eagerness and panic in Zhao Zhigang's voice.

The old father's body is getting worse day by day. Xia's mother was prepared in her heart, but now when she heard it suddenly, she was still in a daze. Give her a hand.

"Why...it's going to be bad, what did the doctor say?" Xia's mother's voice trembled.

Xia Yue’s grandfather has been sleeping frequently since winter, and sometimes fell asleep while eating. Every day when he wakes up, he starts to talk about the past, the tradition of the north, those who have sons at home, the elderly It is necessary to live in the son's house, because the girl was married after all, and did not live in the son's house to be righteous, so the old man has been staying in the three son's house in turn since he got sick.

It's just that when winter started this year, the old man said nothing about leaving at his younger son's house. He insisted that he wanted to spend more time with his younger son's house. , Don't let him wait, his little grandson doesn't even know that there is a grandfather like him.

The conditions in Zhao Zhigang's family are not good. He and Xia's mother are the two youngest in the old Zhao family, but these two young ones are not loved as much as other families. Zhao Zhigang couldn't get a wife back then, so he ended up marrying into someone else's family, and even his son took someone else's surname.

When he was young, he also complained a lot to his father, so when the old man wanted to stay with him longer, he was very reluctant.

But who knew it would fail this time.

Xia's third child drove Zhao Zhigang on a motorcycle, and Xia's mother took Xia Yue to the hospital by taxi.

Originally, I didn't want Xia Yue to go, but I was afraid that if the old man couldn't stay tonight, wouldn't Xia Yue even see the last side, anyway, he was his grandpa and grandson.

Xia Yue and Xia's mother were sitting in the taxi. He turned his head to look at Xia's slightly messy hair, stretched out his hands to close it, and comforted him softly: "It's okay, the hospital is always used to exaggerating, and you have to say you are sick if you are not sick."

Mother Xia didn't respond to him, she leaned her head against the car window and didn't speak.

After arriving at a hospital, Xia's mother got out of the car and was blown through by the cool wind. She turned around and hugged her son tightly, and walked into the hospital building. Afterwards, Xia Lao San and Zhao Zhigang also arrived.

They ran into their second uncle Zhao Zhiguo at the gate of the hospital building, and Mother Xia cried when she saw her second brother.

Zhao Zhiguo patted her on the shoulder: "It's okay, there's nothing wrong, ah, six girls, don't cry"

When Xia Yue watched his mother cry, he felt a little sad in his heart. In this life, his mother has become a crybaby.

Xia Yue's grandfather's ward was in the second room on the third floor. As soon as he went upstairs, he saw several sisters from the Zhao family had arrived. The aunt was standing at the door, and the second aunt, third aunt, and two aunts were accompanying them in the room. Uncles, two of them went through the formalities downstairs, and one smoked at the door, but uncle Zhao Zhiguang didn't come.

Zhao Zhiguo said with some disdain on his face: "I called my elder brother, but he can't tell. When will my father die? When will he come?"

"Love it or not! Tell him it's best for him not to come here for the rest of his life!!" Zhao Zhigang scolded angrily, "What are you talking about?"

Mother Xia either hugged her son or was supported by her husband all the way. When she reached the door of the ward, she pushed away the father and two who surrounded her, and walked straight into the room with her back. Xia Yue hurriedly followed.

The ward was brightly lit. Xia Yue's grandfather was lying on the hospital bed, his mouth and nose were covered with a ventilator, his chest was heaving laboriously, his eyes were half dozed, and he would occasionally open them unconsciously to look around.

The third aunt sat aside and wiped her tears. When the second aunt saw Mama Xia coming in, she quickly got up and asked him to sit down, and said, "I said you are not in good health, so I won't let you come here in the middle of the night. The elder sister must come to you."

Mother Xia shook her head, walked to the bed, bent slightly and called to the old father softly: "Dad...Dad...Dad, open your eyes and see, Liu Yaer is here"

As he spoke, tears fell again.

The second aunt persuaded from the side: "Why are you crying? It's okay. There will be a day when you can cry. The doctor said, observe and observe, maybe you can recover in the morning."

In this way, the sisters of the Zhao family waited here in the middle of the night, and finally the aunt couldn't stand it anymore and went home first. Before leaving, she said that if something like this happened, she would write to her immediately.

Xia's mother also wanted Xia Lao San to take Xia Yue home. One had to go to work tomorrow and the other had to go to school. Besides, although Xia Yue's grandfather was in the hospital, none of the juniors came. It made no sense to let Xia Yue stay. They are guarding here, but neither of them is worried about leaving Mama Xia alone in the hospital, so they don't go back.

At dawn, the two aunts also left. The second and third uncles washed their faces in the hospital and went to work. Originally, the third Xia was also going to work, but Xia Yue was afraid that he hadn't slept all night. The motorcycle was not safe, so he refused to let him go, and called Feng Wang to ask for leave. After Feng Wang found out, he even took a taxi and came. He needed money, and he specially found acquaintances in the hospital to take care of him. It can be seen that his relationship with Lao Xia's family has been really good in recent years.

At 06:30, the canteen of the hospital opened. Xia Yue yawned and went to buy some breakfast. These people had spent most of the night here, not to mention tired and exhausted, and they hadn't eaten yet.

Unexpectedly, when he returned with the buns and soy milk, the brothers and sisters of the Zhao family were all gathered around the hospital bed. Grandpa opened his eyes and took off the ventilator himself.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhiguo hurriedly called the doctor.

The doctor came in a hurry and checked with a stethoscope, but he still said that ambiguous sentence.

Waiting and watching, watching and watching.

The second aunt hid first, and stood at the door crying. The second uncle came over and asked her why she was crying. She said with a sob: "I'm afraid it's a flashback. Hurry up and write to the two older ones."

She is not the only one who thinks this way, the second aunt and the old uncle are also like this, they all gather around the bed and call daddy.

"Hey, hey" the old man agreed, then stared at them, held hands one by one, and introduced to the doctor who hadn't left before the bed: "This is my third daughter, this is my old son, how many more are there?" ...My old daughter, I saw it just now."

"Dad..." Xia's mother tried her best to hold back her tears and came over.

"Hey, this is my old girl. My old girl is suffering. She is not in good health when she was young. Is it okay now? I heard people say... You have opened a mahjong parlor... Are you the same as your mother, willing to play mahjong ..."

"Dad..." Mother Xia burst into tears.

"Why are you crying..." The old man's breath became weaker and weaker, and he looked around again and again: "Where are my eldest son and eldest daughter..."

"I'll be here soon," the second aunt replied from the side, her eyes were red, "Oh, these two have no conscience, do I love them the most... They don't come at this time... because I love them... I don't even care My old daughter and old son..." He muttered to himself, then suddenly turned his head to look at his second aunt, and stretched out his withered hand to touch her face: "My second daughter, I want to fuck her the most when I grow up ..."

Xia's mother couldn't stand crying now, and was helped out by Xia's third child. Xia Yue was by his mother's side, and the feeling in her heart was turned back and forth.

In terms of sadness, he was actually not too sad. In his previous life plus this life, he didn't have a deep impression or affection for his grandfather, but he loved his mother dearly.

Because his mother will soon lose his father...

Although the brothers and sisters of the Zhao family complained to their father to some extent, in the face of life and death, those past events are nothing.

Xia's mother is also the same. Whenever she feels uncomfortable, she will think of the suffering she suffered in the past. She resents her father to some extent. Moreover, since she was young, her mother did not take care of her early, and her father did not take care of him. I have no feelings for my father anymore.

But at this time, she suddenly remembered many times when she was hospitalized in the hospital when she was a child. At that time, she was only eight or nine years old, waiting in the hospital every day, and the happiest thing was seeing her father at the door. She brought good meals and dishes that she couldn't eat on weekdays.

Feelings are still there.

After Xia Yue's grandfather spoke for a while, he began to pass out again. When he was awake, he did not wait for his most beloved eldest son and eldest daughter after all.

Xia Yue broke open the buns, coaxed his mother to eat two, and took hot soy milk and put it in her hand: "If you don't drink it, you can hold it and cover your hands."

Xia's mother didn't answer, but reached out to straighten her son's collar, and then cried: "I will never see your grandpa again..."

Xia Yue's eyes were sore, he remembered this sentence.

In the previous life, when my grandfather was in the hospital, he didn't come. After he passed away, he rushed to the old uncle's house to wear sackcloth and mourning. It was night, and there was no moon or stars in the sky.

He was anxious to find his mother, shuttled through the messy yard, and finally found Xia's mother in an old coat at the door.

At that time, Mother Xia's health was already very bad, she was bending over and coughing, and it took a long time to recover. When she saw her son coming, she took out an offering fruit from her arms and handed it to him. He tidied up his messed-up collar and cried, "I won't see your grandpa again."