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Chapter 21 twenty one

Homecoming 王小波 1700Words 2018-03-19
twenty one After Mr. Liu died, I often thought that when I get old, I may be the same as Mr. Liu. When Mr. Liu was alive, I always said behind his back that people without spine live long.Comparing Mr. He and Mr. Liu, one is in the sky and the other is on the ground. Mr. He jumps down from upstairs with great righteousness, and Mr. Liu is frightened out of his courage after being beaten twice.But I was still anxious when he died.When I came back from the outside, Xiaozhuanling said to me: Go and see what happened to Mr. Liu, he was lying there snoring, and he refused to answer.I went to his room and saw that he was bleeding a lot. When I opened my eyelids, the eyeballs did not move.When I turned around, I rang the small bell and chiseled: Are you dead?Find a car and take the old man to the hospital!

According to Xiao Zhuanling, when Mr. Liu came back, he rode his bicycle very fast and his head was covered with sweat. When he came back, he looked at the duck and saw that the duck was rotten. He was gearing up and drooling.Later, he said that he felt uncomfortable and wanted to go back to sleep, and told Wang Er to measure my blood pressure when he came back.When Wang Er came back, he didn't measure his blood pressure, but first rang the small bell and chiseled: "The old man is like this, are you still waiting for me to come back?" The small turn bell is not a fuel-efficient lamp either.I took Mr. Liu to the hospital on a three-wheeled dry plank, and she sat in the back messing around: "Okay, you dare to hit me!"I must call back.I said: Mr. Liu had a stroke.It will be fine in the future, but his mouth is crooked and his eyes are drooping. You can see if his mouth is crooked.I say that to distract her.When we arrived at the hospital, we pushed Mr. Liu into the emergency room.After a while, it was covered with a white cloth and rolled out.A doctor said to me: The old gentleman has passed away.I said: Don't be funny.When we delivered it, it was still snoring just now, you can tell others.

But the doctor said: Please give me your condolences, I will only send one in total.I immediately stared and said: Nonsense!Just sent it in, you haven't shown him yet!He said: When your father came, he had stopped breathing.Don't grab my collar, please!Come on man!help! At this time, a group of white coats came, but I only chased after the emergency doctor.Later, a man in uniform came out and shouted: "Don't make trouble!"Which unit are you from?I'm looking for your leader: I said: You fucking look for it!I am an educated youth!The man shrank back when he heard it, knowing that they were all desperadoes, and no one dared to provoke them.

Mr. Liu's matter ended like this: Finally, the director of the hospital came out and invited me and Xiao Zhuanling to sit in the office.He said: People are always going to die, this is an inevitable phenomenon.Therefore, we cannot save some critically ill patients. Since we have doubts about our rescue measures, how about doing an autopsy?We are not only responsible to patients, but also to our doctors.At that time, I was already sober, and said: I have nothing to do with this dead man, you can come to find you at the left-behind office of the mining institute.After talking, I went home with Xiao Zhuanling. On the way, I told Xiao Zhuanling that he was making ducks starve to death.

I was with Xiao Zhuanling that night, and talked about many things about Mr. Liu, all of which were trivial.For example: the hallway is dark, and there are a lot of things piled up.When Mr. Liu Ding came in, he couldn't see it, so he beat it with a rattan stick until it looked like a dog had bitten it.Old Mr. Liu was greedy, and he grilled sausages on coals to eat, so we ran into each other.He was afraid that we would say a word about him, his old face was flushed with embarrassment, he stood there with strange eyes and said: "Whoever dares to say a word to me, I will commit suicide!"Not alive anymore!Why did he die suddenly?This is so funny.We should do it once in memory of him.

We think of many things about Mr. Liu, all very funny, except for one.Once my father told me: Mr. Liu is not stupid. All the old people in the mine know that he is extremely smart.He deliberately pretended to be a fool, and over time he made the fake come true.So I went to him: old man, why don't you lose face?He immediately replied: I can't take care of it! Later, I got out of bed and went to the window, and saw that the night outside was long and the sea of ​​stars was vast.Everything is the same as last night, except that Mr. Liu is missing.Suddenly I thought, although Mr. Liu is very annoying and his mouth smells bad, I don't want him to die at all, I hope he can continue to live in the world.

Time flies like water, and the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle.A lot has passed.Looking back at the end of 1967 on New Year's Day in 1973, many things have happened, and some things are about to happen.I have not made it very clear whether what has not happened or what has happened.This is because, in the previous narration, an important clue was omitted.That's what has changed a lot in me.Some changes have already been made, and some changes are underway.As I said before, when Mr. Liu told me about Mr. He's last words, I didn't take it seriously.But that night, Xiao Zhuanling and I stopped in the middle of our work and walked to the window. Thinking of these words, I felt miserable.Seeing the starlight outside and thinking of the candlelight in front of his head, he also felt miserable.Mr. Liu died, and it was miserable.There is nothing I can do about these miserable things, so I feel miserable.Talking about these things with Xiao Zhuanling, she cried, and I wanted to cry too.This is because it is not in my nature to be indifferent in the face of violent death.

As I said, in Homecoming, there are some things that make me restless day and night.These are the things: Mr. He is dead, straight when he dies.Mr. Liu died and wanted to eat a duck before he died.When I was in America, my dad died too, on his desk, while he was writing a letter to discuss relativity with me.Although there are different ways of dying, everyone has enough energy to keep them alive.I really hope they get the chance to prolong their lives and live on.I myself don't want to take out my intestines and hang them around other people's necks.
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