Yang Jing's sudden return home made grandma very, very happy.
After the old lady sat up, the hand that was not receiving the injection kept holding Yang Jing's hand and refused to let go. The look in her eyes as she looked at her grandson was so warm.
After my aunt came back, the four of us started chatting in the ward, and the conversation lasted for more than an hour.
Fortunately, this ward is a double room, and there is no patient occupying the other bed, so my grandmother is living in a single room.
It was not until the nurse came to change the dressing that grandma wiped her eyes, which had shed tears countless times, and said to Yang Jing: "Xiao Jing, don't stay here to talk to an old woman like me. Go home and see your grandpa and uncle."
Hearing the old lady say this, my mother nodded and said, "Yes, Xiaojing, this bottle will be finished, you can go back first. When this bottle of medicine is finished, your uncle will drive to pick up your grandma. It's like this every day."
Yang Jing was very clear about this situation. In cases like grandma's, she usually wouldn't stay overnight in the hospital. Although she was hospitalized, her uncle would usually drive her to the hospital in the morning, and she would receive the transfusion all morning, and go home at noon when the transfusion was finished.
This is how my grandmother had her blood vessels cleared before.
Yang Jing nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll go back first. I'll buy some delicious food and ask my uncle to cook for me. I haven't eaten the food cooked by my uncle for more than two years. I'm so craving for it."
My aunt smiled and said, "That's great. I can follow Yang Jing again at noon today..."
The Li family, that is, Yang Jing's mother's family, has a glorious tradition, that is, women don't cook much, and cooking is all the work of men.
Except for the old man, Yang Jing's grandfather, all the other men in the Li family are good at cooking. Starting from Yang Jing's uncle, Yang Jing's father, younger uncle and uncle, the meals they cook are all very delicious.
As a result, when it came to Yang Jing's generation, Yang Jing was the only male of the third generation of the Li family. It was not known whether it was genetic or because he had seen his uncle and uncle cook so often, but Yang Jing was self-taught in cooking. Although the food he cooked was not as good as that of his uncle and uncle, it was still considered one of the best among the young people of his age.
Otherwise, Fatty wouldn't have had his appetite spoiled by Yang Jing in the past two years.
After pulling the suitcase out of the hospital, Yang Jing walked quickly towards home. The hospital was not far from home, only about 700 meters away, and ten minutes was enough for Yang Jing to walk home.
As soon as he got home, uncle Li Long was extremely excited to see his nephew. However, what made Yang Jing sad was that his grandfather didn't even recognize him.
Looking at his grandfather's confused face, Yang Jing's heart began to beat again.
There is no way. My grandfather suffers from typical sequelae of brain surgery. The right frontal lobe of his brain suffered irreversible trauma during the craniotomy due to cerebral hemorrhage, which resulted in the old man becoming what he is now.
My grandfather used to be in very good health because he was a soldier. After he was demobilized, he became a worker in the National Cotton Mill. However, he never forgot the skills he had acquired in the army.
According to my uncle, even though my grandfather worked in a factory, he would go out with a group of friends every Sunday to "hunt cats", that is, to hunt wild rabbits. In Tianqu, wild rabbits are called "cats".
Yang Jing had never seen his grandfather beat the cat at that time, but his uncle often told Yang Jing about what happened at that time when he was a child.
My grandfather could make his own guns. Of course, they were not rifles with rifling that fired bullets, but rather simple homemade guns, shotguns that fired iron sand.
According to my uncle, at that time, there were three guns in the family, all of which were made by the old man himself, and there was also a thin dog at home. Every weekend when the old man was off duty, he would ride a 28-inch Golden Deer bicycle with a small seat on the beam, which was my uncle's special seat. The thin dog ran in front with a rope, and the gun was stuck on the back seat.
In the late 1970s and early 1980s, the national cotton mill was not profitable and people were generally living in hardship. At that time, my grandparents’ combined salary was only more than 60 yuan, but they had to support a family of seven. My mother’s grandmother was still alive at the time and lived here with her daughter, Yang Jing’s grandmother.
In order to have extra meat for the family, my grandfather would go out to hunt cats every week. According to my uncle, my grandfather once hunted 17 wild rabbits in one day...
Later, the country banned guns, so my grandfather handed in all three guns. It was no longer allowed to shoot rabbits with guns, but this did not bother my grandfather. He started to weave nets and catch rabbits with a group of old friends.
That way of catching rabbits directly reflects the intelligence of the Chinese people.
At that time, my grandfather wove a net that was more than 100 meters long and more than one meter wide, with the mesh as big as a fist. On weekends, my grandfather and a group of old friends would go out on bicycles, usually riding for 50 to 60 miles. When they arrived at the edge of the field, two people would stretch the net and occupy a strip of land more than 100 meters wide. The rest of the people would line up at a distance and start to catch rabbits from the other end of the field.
The rabbit hiding in the field will run around when frightened, but because there are people behind it, the rabbit can only run forward. As a result, the net in front has been set up, and the rabbit will rush into the net in panic. The size of the mesh is just about the same as the rabbit's head, and once the rabbit is in it, it can never get out.
At this time, the person guarding the net will run over and catch the rabbit...
Yang Jing also knew about catching rabbits with a net. If his grandfather didn't go to the antique market at that time, he would take Yang Jing out to catch rabbits, just like when he took his uncle out to hunt rabbits.
My grandfather is in very good health. Even at the age of over 70, he can still ride his bicycle more than 100 miles a day to catch rabbits.
But no one expected that my grandfather, who was as strong as a bull, would suddenly suffer a cerebral hemorrhage in the winter of 2010. After undergoing a craniotomy, his health completely collapsed...
The most important thing is that because the craniotomy injured the right frontal lobe, it affected my grandfather's perception and memory. After the operation, the old man didn't know what hunger and fullness were, what cold and warm were, and he ate and slept every day. As a result, his weight soared by 50 kilograms in just two months. The old handsome guy who originally weighed more than 140 kilograms and had a slim figure suddenly became a fat man.
Moreover, my grandfather’s memory of what happened after the operation would not last more than five minutes at most. Although he still remembered many things before the operation, since that day in the winter of 2010, my grandfather’s memory has completely disappeared.
Now, he doesn't even remember me, the grandson that he loved the most...
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