The two were chatting when Wang Guifen walked into the room with a sad face.
"Wanwan, Huanhuan, go pack some clothes, we're going to be away for a few days. As for Anan, I'll have him stay at Aunt Cai's house for two days."
"Ah! What happened to Mom?"
Song Suihuan felt something was wrong. A few days ago, they had discussed going out together when An'an was on vacation. The vacation was only a few days away, so why did everyone suddenly leave? An'an was left alone at home.
"There's an old man who's dying. Let's go see him. You know your father's relatives are very cold and indifferent. Plus, your grandmother is also quite indifferent to your father and doesn't like him very much.
So your father often went up the mountain to find food, and he met an old man. When they met, your father was only a few years old, and the old man was only in his 20s.
Plus, it was a chaotic time. Even having enough to eat was considered a wealthy family. Your father wasn't valued at home, and was supported by that old man.
This time he sent someone to tell us that he was dying and asked us to go and see him for the last time.
I thought we should all go and see him. After all, he has done a great favor to the family. If it weren't for him, I don't know where your father would be now.
Everyone went to see him off for the last time."
Wang Guifen remembers that when she got married, she kowtowed to the old man.
She didn't kowtow to her parents-in-law, not because she wanted to take advantage of them, but mainly because her parents-in-law looked down on her.
I went to knock on the door the day after the wedding, but the door was not opened. Not to mention kowtow, I couldn't even see her face.
"Okay, then let's go pack our things and leave tonight?"
Lin Wanwan packed her things quickly and said, "I'll drive you there."
"Okay, okay, I'll go pack my things. By the way, I haven't gone to pick up An An yet." It gets dark early in the winter, and it's already dark after 5 o'clock.
An An had to walk back from school at 5:30, and it was already dark at 6 o'clock, so she had to go pick her up.
"Then you go pick up An An quickly, and the two of us will just pack up."
Lin Wanwan pulled Song Suihuan to pack up quickly. There was nothing to take with them, so just a few pieces of clothing would be enough.
After a while, Song Weiguo also came back from get off work and heard the two people talking at once. After explaining the matter clearly, he immediately packed two sets of clothes for himself.
"Why did it suddenly stop working?"
Song Weiguo's face was full of anxiety. He had visited Old Man Chu last month. How come he suddenly became ill?
After waiting anxiously for Wang Guifang to arrange An An, the four of them quickly left.
The car drove all the way to the countryside, "Dad, where are we going?"
Lin Wanwan stopped at the fork in the road, at a loss.
"Drive left all the way to the bottom of the hill. We'll park at the bottom of the hill and walk up."
Song Weiguo was worried and anxious, and felt uneasy.
"OK."
Country roads are difficult to drive on, mainly because some roads are not wide enough.
Not to mention missing other cars, sometimes it feels like the wheels are empty and can't touch the ground at all.
Fortunately, there were no cars in the countryside at that time, otherwise it would have been the end of the game.
We drove all the way to the foot of the mountain, stopped the car and everyone walked up the mountain with their belongings.
With a flashlight in hand, I met a man head-on.
The man was about 30 years old and had a weathered look on his face.
"Uncle Weiguo, you're here. Grandpa isn't feeling well. He has a severe fever. He's taking the medicine I prescribed, but there's been no improvement."
The man who came was an orphan in the village. He was also raised by the old man. When he grew up, he moved to the mountain, got a piece of residential land at the foot of the mountain, built a small house, got married, had children, and now lives a happy life.
I changed my surname to my grandfather's.
"So what are you going to do now?"
When Song Weiguo saw the haggard appearance of the man who came, he knew that the old man was really dying.
"The medicine is gone. I'll go get some. As long as I'm alive, I can't stop taking it."
The visitor wiped his eyes. These people were afraid to even get sick, because if they did, their family savings would be emptied and they would be in debt.
But without grandpa, there would be no him, and he would never give up on grandpa and not get medicine for him.
Life can be endured, but when people die, they are really dead.
"Okay, then be careful. You can't use this flashlight as a torch. What if it blows out on the way?"
Song Weiguo handed over his flashlight and was very anxious. He didn't talk any more and walked up quickly with his men.
I was panting so hard that I felt my lungs were about to burst.
"Dad, how far is it?"
Fortunately, no one brought anything with them, and each person only brought two sets of clothes.
It feels light and not heavy, otherwise I would have died of exhaustion on the way.
"It's not far away. See that little dot of light? That's it."
Song Weiguo pointed to a small dot on the mountain.
Everyone worked hard and walked for another two hours before finally arriving at the destination.
What comes into view are several houses made of stones, which look quite sturdy.
The room was brightly lit, but judging by the color of the light, it looked like torches.
Song Weiguo knocked on the door gently.
Someone must have been sitting by the door and opened it directly. "Why did Dawei come back so soon? Did he miss the medicine, or did something happen on the way?"
The person who opened the door was a woman in her thirties, her face full of confusion and helplessness about her future life.
The family has already run out of money, and if the old man gets any worse, he will have to borrow money.
When I think of this, I sometimes feel that it would be nice to be a bad guy, just drag the man down the mountain and ignore the old man.
Unfortunately, I can't bear to do that.
Thinking of this, I felt very confused and had no idea about my future life.
With a lot of debt on your shoulders, who can still have hope for the future? You will probably spend your whole life paying off the debt.
"Dawei's wife is me, Uncle Weiguo." Song Weiguo brought his wife and daughter into the house.
He first took a look at the frail old man lying on the bed and closed his eyes.
"Dawei's wife, how is the old man now?"
Wang Zhaodi sighed deeply. "I'm old now, and even a cold won't heal me. This has been dragging on for half a month."
"Why didn't you come to me earlier? Have you been to the county hospital?"
I was anxious and angry. I hadn't come to see him for only a month, so how could this happen? Dawei didn't even bother to look for me. My conditions were no better than his, but I had to carry it all by myself. It was really hard.
"Dawei said that he is grandpa's relative and he is responsible for grandpa's life and can't always trouble you.
Grandpa couldn't move, so by the time we carried it down the mountain, it would have been dead. We went to the county hospital and got some cold medicine, but it didn't help."
"This brat!" There was no other way except to say this. I am not a doctor and I have tried all the medicines.
"Godfather, take them all out."
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