Chapter 49 Chapter Forty-Nine

When Zhu Gan heard this, he almost jumped up in shock: "What do you mean? Build a grave and buy a coffin? What do you mean!" Zhu Ziqiang closed his eyes forcefully, concentrated his mind, and organized his thoughts: "Second brother, mom can't do that. Yes! She has cancer, terminal bowel cancer! Maybe it’s just these two days. If we don’t prepare for the funeral, who the hell will help us then? You’ve seen it too, my mother is so sick, those people Uncle gave four hundred yuan like milking milk! Four hundred yuan! What can this do? My mother owes the hospital more than a thousand, and Luo Yong settled it without saying a word...Okay, now you go to me immediately Prepare, up to two days, I don't care what method you use, whether you steal, rob, kill, murder or set fire, when Mom loses her temper, she must be ready, I won't allow her to be wronged any more! Do you hear me clearly?"

At the end of the story, Zhu Ziqiang must have roared out. Although the volume was not high, there was an unresistable temperament in it. This temperament was neither cruel nor domineering, as if what he said should be like this, he The command should have been completed, as for why?It seems unimportant. Pig liver nodded: "Don't worry, I'll go right away, third child... you must let mom hold on until I come back to see her old man for the last time, mom... it's too hard!" Zhu Ziqiang turned around and walked into the ward: "Go quickly." After the pork belly fell down, Zhu Ziqiang changed and washed his mother's pants and body every day. Zhu Ziqiang felt that it might be too late to do anything for her in this life, so he washed his excrement and urinated and changed his clothes. Although Zhu Ziqiang was a man, after a few months, he still didn't feel disgusted at all.

Go in and tell Luo Yong about the matter. There are only mother and child facing each other in the ward, but one is in a coma and the other is demented. At this moment, Zhu Ziqiang feels that life is extremely fragile, just like seeing someone give birth when he was a child No matter whether you are an emperor, a general or a beggar or a hooligan, you all come out from under the legs of a woman, and death is just like the death row prisoner on the river beach, the father who died of cerebral hemorrhage and the mother who is now dying. A lifetime is not about having any great achievements, the key is being able to have no complaints or regrets at the moment of dying, just like the classic language of how steel is tempered!

Yes, there is no shame in this life, no regrets in this life, but how many people can do it?When the father was dying, his proud son was the first in the county, but in the blink of an eye, he passed away. The mother worked hard to support her in high school, but a poisoning storm ruthlessly and completely shattered her last support! People are constantly chasing interests, yes, interests!For the money, the eldest brother refused to recognize his relatives, and went all out to dig into the camp. The second brother hurt and disabled people for the money. Those uncles did not care about life and death for the money. Money is really a good thing. Yes, but can this money be brought into the coffin?What if I can't take it with me?During your lifetime, you can be well-clothed and well-fed, and you and your relatives can live a superior and comfortable life. Those so-called relatives will only greet you with a smile!

Yes, it's great to have money. If I have money, my mother won't have to lie here and be tortured, and she won't have to suffer from neighbors' eyes and bullying.Zhu Ziqiang blamed himself secretly in his heart, why can't he take good care of his family?Why can't I let my mother live a comfortable life?What is the use of reading so many books?Money, what a fucking bastard "Ziqiang, I brought you food, eat something." Zhu Ziqiang knew it was Yang Yuyan without turning his head. These days when the pork belly was hospitalized, it was Yang Yuyan who cooked and delivered the meals. Yang Shaohua also came a few times and secretly stuffed two hundred yuan for Yang Yuyan. Whatever you say on your lips, you will have to pay back what you owe sooner or later.

Zhu Ziqiang shook his head and sighed softly: "Let's put it aside for now, Luo Yong and my second brother are here, Yuyan, don't worry about me, you go to class first, the college entrance examination is only a month away, hurry up!" Yang Yuyan had already shed tears secretly, she didn't want Zhu Ziqiang to worry about herself anymore, watching her sweetheart lose weight day by day, that kind of torture is also a kind of pain. "Self-improvement, eat as much as you want, you can't make your aunt look sad, can you?" It was like this every time, Yang Yuyan had to use pork belly to press Zhu Ziqiang to eat, can she say you think about it for me, please?She can't say it, yes, she loves Zhu Ziqiang deeply, even if she wants to cut off her body, she will not hesitate, but since childhood, she knows that Zhu Ziqiang understands her love, and she is willing to bear it Yes, loving itself is a kind of happiness.

Zhu Ziqiang looked at Yuyan intently, that kind of eyes seemed to want to see the deep part of Yuyan's heart, as if he wanted to keep Yuyan in his heart forever, Yuyan likes Zhu Ziqiang like this, likes watching like this, I like the satisfaction of not saying anything, but love spreading in my heart. "Yuyan, I love you!" Zhu Ziqiang said softly, his voice was extremely soft, as if he was reciting a poem, singing a song, or a believer's prayer. Yang Yuyan is crazy!shocked!Silly!Isn't that what she's been waiting for for so many years?Lowering her head, a string of water droplets splashed across the pond, and the ripples in her heart swayed. At this moment, how much she longed for Zhu Ziqiang to hold her in his arms. Then, even if the world is destroyed and the light disappears, she Will also laugh with contentment and die happily.But why did Zhu Ziqiang suddenly say this today?Zhu Ziqiang himself didn't understand, he felt that this sentence is most appropriate at this moment, when all the kindness has accumulated to a certain point, there must always be a place to express it.

After a long time, Yang Yuyan felt her soul fly back, and she responded in a low voice: "I love you too, always..." Zhu Ziqiang's heart is full of warmth. He is a little more calm in love than the girl in front of him, but the feeling Yuyan brings to him is sweet and satisfying. Li Biye can only arouse his curiosity about women, whether it is physical Or emotional curiosity, but it doesn't mean that I don't love Li Biye, it's just that that kind of love has more physical desires and less spiritual integration. Walking up to the girl with her head bowed, Zhu Ziqiang gently lifted her chin with his hands, staring at the pair of black eyes that had grown bigger since she was a child. If this is an ocean, then I am willing to be a small boat; If it is a ray of sunshine, then I am willing to be a tender green tree; if this is a field of flowers, then I am willing to be a drop of morning dew.Lover, in this life, how much tenderness should I use to repay your love?

Zhu Ziqiang gently put his hand on Yuyan's shoulder, and with a little force, he has embraced her in his arms. What does happiness feel like?Sour, salty, sweet, listening to his strong heartbeat, leaning on his solid chest, this life... enough! Yang Yuyan gently closed her tearful eyes, her delicate face was like a blooming peach blossom, and she murmured: "I love you...I love you..." Pork Belly had already woken up, she squinted her eyes and looked at the scene in front of her with a look of satisfaction and happiness, her son has grown up!A burst of phlegm welled up, and she couldn't help but loathe herself a little, but she still accidentally coughed.

The awakened young lover suddenly left, Zhu Ziqiang blushed: "Mom, do you want a drink?" Wuhua's eyes were full of smiles, and he rolled his eyes to look at Yang Yuyan. The girl's face is so red and beautiful. Luckily, the sky suddenly turned dark, and Zhu Ziqiang's terrified cry came from beside his ears, and Pork Belly murmured softly in his heart: It's getting dark, mother is leaving, and the child is going to college... After an hour of rescue, the doctor could only announce to Zhu Ziqiang with great apology: the rescue failed, and the patient had passed away!

Although Zhu Ziqiang had made preparations long ago, at that minute, grief still overwhelmed him like a tide, as if he was swimming for the first time when he was a child, surrounded by water, endless water, no sound, no light, everything was in turmoil. So far away, bursts of suffocation came to my heart, all kinds of chaotic mirror images were fragmented in my brain, the egg rice when I was a child, the thin but warm embrace of my mother, and the intimate laughter with dirty words, mom, I want to treat you Said, when I work in the future, I will let you enjoy a good life, let you hug your fat grandson, be happy and worry-free; Mom, I want to tell you, when I grow up, I will buy you the most comfortable rocking chair and build it for you. This is the most beautiful kitchen; Mom, I want to tell you, I want to take you to the Great Wall, to the seaside, to the grasslands, to see the outside world, mom...why don't you give your baby a chance? Tears fell silently, maintaining an eternal posture, as if this young man had been sitting here all this time, and his tears kept falling from his lifeless eyes, without crying, without shouting, and without the miracle that his heart longed for Appear. Yang Yuyan held Zhu Ziqiang's hand tightly, but why was his palm so cold!Yuyan turned her head away, a piece of white cloth covered the lifeless face of the pork belly, did this small piece of white separate the yin and yang?Yuyan looked at Zhu Ziqiang and said softly, "Ziqiang, don't cry..." But why couldn't she stop crying? A nurse came over and patted Zhu Ziqiang on the shoulder lightly: "My condolences! Now is not the time for you to cry, you have to find a way to deal with the funeral." Zhu Ziqiang didn't seem to hear her words, he just Constantly hating myself. Yang Yuyan nodded and said, "We will be there soon!" The nurse sighed and said, "The hospital can stop for two hours at most, you can go to the morgue and wait first, how about it?" Yang Yuyan wiped her tears with one hand and said, "I'm sorry for your inconvenience!" The nurse said: "It's okay, I'll call someone for you. Alas, people can't be brought back to life after death. Please persuade him more. Excessive grief will damage your health." Then the nurse enthusiastically invited two temporary workers from the hospital to move the body of the pork belly onto the trolley. Yang Yuyan supported Zhu Ziqiang, who looked like a walking corpse, and followed closely. The mortuary is in a tile-roofed building next to the inpatient building, and there is a pungent smell of disinfectant. Yang Yuyan supported Zhu Ziqiang, wrinkled his nose, and followed in. There was an old worker inside, wearing dirty work clothes. , with a pair of reverse leather shoes on her feet, her eyes were red, with two pieces of eye feces on the corners of her eyes, and her face was pale.Yang Yuyan was a little scared, and held on to Zhu Ziqiang tightly. This grabbing actually hurt Zhu Ziqiang, and his arm hurt so badly that it made him concentrate. Seeing Yuyan's face turned pale from fright, he looked him over and asked, "Yuyan, where is this?" Yang Yuyan replied: "Yes... the mortuary of the hospital... self-improvement..." Zhu Ziqiang patted her on the shoulder, held her hand tightly, turned his head and looked at her with a smile. The pork belly was carried to the mortuary bed by two temporary workers in clothes. Skinny cameos. The old worker glanced at it twice, and said indifferently: "Is it a baby? I guess it is only seven or eight years old. Alas... Poor, who are you from the deceased?" Zhu Ziqiang stared at the dead body of pork belly and listened to the words of the old worker, feeling sore in his heart. His mother was as thin as a child in just two months. "It's my mother." The old worker's eyelids twitched a few times, and he said a little loudly, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I have cancer, otherwise I wouldn't be so thin." Zhu Ziqiang nodded. It seemed that this man was used to life and death.The old worker glanced at it twice and continued: "Boy, don't be sad, you have to prepare for the funeral. The dead are the most important, and the buried is safe. I have some incense paper money here. You use it first, and arrange someone to do it quickly." Get ready." Zhu Ziqiang was surprised at this, he had just let the pig’s liver go, and he couldn’t delay, “Yuyan, you go to the dog street by car right now, tell my second brother...say... Mom has already gone, let him get ready as soon as possible, Call some more people."