I returned to the dormitory.
The messy dormitory was a little dirty and damp.
Beer bottles scattered around and cigarette butts on the floor were like garbage piles, which told how indulgent and free the dormitory once was.
I raised my head and closed my eyes tightly, and the scene of playing with Big Fat, Xiao Lin, and Feipeng suddenly appeared in my mind.
Unknowingly, tears crawled out of my eyes unconsciously.
I squatted in the corner, holding my head in my hands and pushing myself mercilessly with tears.
I waited for dark with a complicated mood.
That night passed so long.
The three of them have never appeared before, but my desire to see them is getting stronger every day.
The bad news about the three of them was deliberately concealed by the school.
I didn't let anyone live in my dormitory.
I lived alone in the dormitory we used to live in.
In the month before graduation, my life was extremely boring, and this matter seemed to be like a story with no results, and it was stranded.
On the day of graduation, I walked out of the school gate with my luggage.
When I looked back, I looked at the dormitory where the four of us had lived.
I suddenly found that at the door of the dormitory where we once lived, Da Pang, Xiao Lin, and Feipeng, the three of them actually waved goodbye to me.
My heart skipped a beat.
It turned out that they were always beside me, but I couldn't see them.
At that moment, my eyes became moist again.
After returning to Dagondui, I found that the area around the funeral home had become lively.
There were many restaurants and funeral supply stores on both sides of the 105 National Highway passing the funeral home.
As soon as I walked into the gate of the family courtyard, Uncle Cao came up to me and said,: "Bingbing, why did you come back?
Your grandma is hospitalized."
I hurriedly asked "What, which hospital is it in?"
Uncle Cao's face was full of anxiety: "Listen to your mother, it seems to be the city hospital.
I threw the suitcase on the ground, turned around and ran away.
I didn't hear what Uncle Cao said behind me.
In my memory, my grandma loves me the most because I am the eldest son and grandson in the family.
I remember when I was very young, Dagudui Funeral Home had just been built a few years ago.
There were very few employees who moved in, and my parents were very busy at work.
There were often wild cats and dogs roaring at night, and there was also the discouraging wind whistle.
I was often too scared to fall asleep.
Grandma would always hold me in her arms all night long and tell me stories to coax me to sleep.
When I rushed to the hospital, my father was squatting in the corridor of the hospital smoking a cigarette.
I walked over angrily and shouted: "Why didn't you notify me when grandma was hospitalized?"
The father was stunned for a moment, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and said calmly: "You are about to graduate, and I don't want to affect your studies.
I said angrily: "According to what you said, I should thank you.
I really didn't expect that you would be so indifferent to your mother.
My father obviously did not expect that I would say this to him.
His face was a little ugly, haggard to be exact, but he still remained calm and said: "Your grandma is in the intensive care unit at the west end of the second floor of the inpatient department.
Go and see her.
I was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, turned around and ran to the inpatient department.
The corridor on the second floor was full of people.
The bustling crowd was like a vegetable market.
However, the only difference from the vegetable market was that the rows of vegetables were replaced here.
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There are hospital beds with IV drips.
Waves of formalin mixed with the stench of sweat hit my nose, and the smell was irritating.
Grandma lives in a special intensive care unit.
She has a white rubber trachea inserted into her mouth and lies peacefully in a room surrounded by glass.
Grandpa stood outside the room, looking in anxiously.
Looking at his profile, I found that he was much older, and the tears in the corners of his reddish eyes seemed to be wet.
I walked over quietly and stood beside him.
Grandpa looked back at me, put his arm around my shoulders, and said kindly: "Look how sweetly grandma sleeps However, I clearly saw in my eyes a figure wearing a black shroud, sitting on grandma's bed, and its blackened hand was about to reach toward grandma's face.
I yelled: "Stop" My voice was so loud that everyone in the corridor on the second floor looked sideways.
The figure in the black shroud was stunned for an instant.
He turned his head and stared at me strangely.
After our eyes met, I was shocked to see that his blue-black face was as black as dead dry tree bark.
It was half-bent, staring at me with an incredible expression, and then a fearful and low voice came out from grandma's transparent glass room.
It was low and thick, as if coming from the depths of hell, in It echoed in my ears: "Can you see me?
Then suddenly he disappeared.
Grandpa looked at me thoughtfully and asked: "Bingbing, what did you see?
I obviously didn't recover from my gaffe and said in horror: "I saw a man wearing a black shroud sitting next to my grandma, and he wanted to touch her face.
When grandpa heard what I said, his face began to look a little ugly, but more of it was panic.
Then grandpa walked straight to the doctor's office, and not long after, a doctor wearing glasses followed him out.
The doctor looked like it had nothing to do with him and said behind Grandpa: “This is what you discharged the patient from, we are not responsible for anything that happens.
Grandpa said firmly: "Since I let her leave the hospital, I will bear the consequences alone.
The doctor wearing glasses was obviously still a little worried.
He took out a waiver form from his pocket and handed it to Grandpa and said, "You sign."
After my grandfather signed, the doctor wearing glasses, as if he had done something particularly successful, said: "Actually, that's right.
It's more cost-effective to go home and prepare for the funeral than to waste money lying in the hospital.
After that, he walked away swaggeringly.
I really wanted to go over and beat him up, but my father held me back.
My father said something profound to me: This kind of living person is worse than a corpse, because he doesn't understand the word human nature at all.
Then my father chartered a car to take my grandma home.
Grandma and grandpa lived in a small town called Xipukou in the west of Yangbei County, which was grandpa’s hometown.
After my grandparents retired from the funeral parlor, they left the family building of the funeral parlor to my father and moved back to my hometown.
My grandfather has five children.
My father is the eldest in the family.
My second uncle works at a newspaper in Yangbei City.
My second mother is the daughter of the newspaper owner.
My second mother is a mean person.
She and my second uncle don't usually have much contact with my grandfather's family.
My third uncle starved to death in the 1960s.
My fourth aunt worked in the city's textile factory.
My fourth uncle was an honest driver in the textile factory.
My fifth aunt was seven years older than me and was studying in Beijing for graduate school.
After grandpa got home, he called the whole family back.
Except for the fifth aunt who was on the way, the whole family was here.
Grandma was extremely ill.
She was lying in the main room of her home and was in a coma with oxygen hooked up to her.
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Grandpa stood by and smoked a cigarette.
He was silent for a long time.
He looked solemn, as if he had made a difficult decision deep in his heart.
He stood up and said to the whole family in a deep voice: "The third child is back.
My second uncle suddenly stood up from his chair.
"Dad, you are not an old fool, are you?
The third child has been dead for decades, are you angry and confused?
Grandpa sighed, "The third child is really back.
I'm sorry for him."
The second uncle suddenly pointed at grandpa and shouted: "Dad, what do you mean?
You mean you are sorry for the third child.
It should be me, not the third child, who starved to death in 60 years.
It has been so many years.
Look at me now."
I live a comfortable life and am jealous of my leisure.
I usually don’t give you and my mother living expenses.
Today you are taking advantage of my mother’s illness.
If you want money, dad, I can tell you.
I can’t pay for my mother’s hospitalization expenses alone.
If you want to go out, the whole family must go out together.
Grandpa obviously did not expect that his second uncle would say this.
He closed his eyes in pain, covered his face with tears and asked: "Jianjun, is money really that important?
Erniang sneered and took the words, half-squinting her eyes and saying in a sarcastic tone: "I said, Dad, don't be embarrassed.
You brought my mother home from the hospital.
What do you mean?
It's just because you are afraid that no one will pay for the hospitalization expenses.
Pull my mother back, make a gesture, and ask us for money.
Dad, I But I can tell you, you have got your mind right, and if you want to pay, you have to wait until Lao Wu comes back.
Grandpa stood there with his mouth half open.
My father glared at his second uncle and said, "Jianjun, don't worry, I'll pay for mom's hospitalization expenses alone.
Don't you know who our dad is?
After all these years, he has asked if you want to pay a penny."
Erniang straightened her hair, put her hands on her waist, and said: "Hey, this double act, I said, brother, the old man and my mother are not dead yet.
You are in charge of the family affairs now.
If you don't urinate and look in the mirror, what qualifications do you have to burn people's boilers?"
My mother was unhappy.
She put down the thread of the sweater in her hand, took out a passbook from her satchel and placed it on my grandma’s bedside and said: "I mean, second sister, you should be more polite when you speak.
What's wrong with Jianguo's boiler?
First, I don't steal, and second, I don't rob.
I rely on my hard work to make a living.
This is the money I saved to marry Bingbing since I was a child.
Now I give all of it to my mother for medical treatment.
Don't worry, I won't let you pay a penny.
Erniang snorted and sneered, "As the saying goes, this dead money is easy to earn, but hard to spend.
I said, sister-in-law, you don't want to pretend to be rich here.
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How many dead faces are you going to rub with this little money?
Only then can you earn it back.
You'd better take it back.
I look disgusted.
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