Yu Zhaozhong nodded sadly: "I also think something's wrong. Have you noticed? He's been talking a lot more today."
This is bad; it's a bit like what the old folks call a "last gasp before death"!
As Yu Hai listened to the conversation between the two elderly people, a thunderbolt seemed to strike his heart. He murmured, "No, you must have seen wrong."
The doctor said my dad's surgery was successful and he'll recover completely. The surgery is scheduled for the morning after tomorrow, and I've already paid the fees.
His uncle, Yu Zhaozhong, frowned and said, "Perhaps we're mistaken!"
At the hospital, we should listen to the doctor. If the doctor says there's hope, then there's definitely no problem.
By the way, I heard the hospital issued a critical condition notice a few days ago. Have you prepared clothes for your dad's funeral?
Yu Hai was completely bewildered by the question: "What do you mean by giving clothes to the elderly? Grandpa, I don't understand what you're saying."
Yu Zhaozhong got anxious: "You silly child! Your father has been critically ill, and you haven't bought him a funeral shroud yet?"
According to the custom in my hometown, funeral clothes must be prepared in advance and put on before the person passes away, otherwise it is considered a proper burial.
Even if you wait until the clothes have cooled down completely before putting them on, and you're walking around naked, no matter how good or expensive the clothes are, it's still not enough!
You're young and don't understand, why don't you ask the elders? By the way, the customs in Jinan are similar to those in our hometown.
Doesn't your mother-in-law live with you? Why didn't she remind you?
Yu Hai: "My mother-in-law is very easygoing; she doesn't usually take things to heart."
Besides, my dad doesn't need it now! Where would I put a set of funeral clothes if I bought it in advance? Wouldn't that be scary?
"Uncle, cousin, could you stay in Jinan for a few more days? My father is having surgery the day after tomorrow. Why don't you stay a few more days until after his surgery before returning to Rongcheng? That way, you'll feel more at ease going back."
The two village chiefs hadn't planned to return to Weihai immediately. Now that they were here, they felt they had to see things through to the end before they could go home with peace of mind.
That evening, at Yu Hai's insistence, the village chief and his companion found a hotel near the hospital and booked a standard room.
He didn't go to Yu Hai's house either. What was he going there for?
His wife works, and only his mother-in-law is at home with the child. They grabbed a quick bite at a fast food restaurant for dinner.
Before returning to the hotel, the village chief, after much hesitation, couldn't hold back any longer and pulled Yu Hai aside, urging, "Yu Hai, you'd better hurry up and buy your father a set of funeral clothes!"
You're young and inexperienced. Your father's appearance isn't good, so this hurdle might be difficult to overcome.
Even better if you don't need it, you can let your dad wear it and wash it; maybe it will help him recover faster!
By the way, you should stay with your dad for the next two days. He'll feel more at ease if you're there. Things will get better after these two days!
After saying that, the village chief and Grandpa Yu Hai went back to the hotel to sleep. They were both over sixty years old and had traveled hundreds of kilometers by plane and car, and then cried again when they arrived in Jinan.
Their bodies simply couldn't take it anymore, so the two elderly people went back to their room, washed their feet, and went straight to sleep.
At four o'clock in the morning, the two elderly people were sound asleep when they were suddenly awakened by a series of urgent telephone rings.
The call was from Yu Hai. Sure enough, their prediction came true: Yu Zhaohua's condition worsened at 3:40 a.m., and he had been admitted to the emergency room.
Thinking back to what the two elderly people had said that afternoon, Yu Hai felt a chill run down his spine. The village chief and his companion were also at a loss; there were doctors at the hospital, but they couldn't offer any help.
In their minds, the most urgent task was to buy the funeral clothes as soon as possible. "I told you, judging from Hua Ge's expression, we should have bought the funeral clothes this afternoon."
Sigh, Yu Hai doesn't believe it! These days, young people all listen to doctors. But doctors don't know everything, and they haven't seen as many elderly people pass away as the two of us in the village!
"It's the middle of the night, and we don't know anyone here. Where are we going to buy funeral clothes?"
Yu Zhaozhong also got anxious, "Raising a son is never as caring as raising a daughter. If it were a daughter, she would have taken care of it immediately if we had mentioned it this afternoon."
"There's no reason to let the second son walk around naked!"
The old man muttered to himself as he put on his shoes and socks, hurriedly finished dressing, grabbed his coat, and ran to the hospital.
When they arrived at the hospital, the ward was empty. The two felt a chill run down their spines, thinking they had been taken to the morgue.
I only found out when I called Yu Hai that he had been taken to the emergency room upstairs.
The two ran upstairs, trembling, forgetting to even take the elevator. When they arrived at the emergency room, Yu Hai was holding the critical condition notice, looking completely lost.
"Grandpa, my dad was doing well today, so why did he suddenly relapse? Is it possible that he's really not going to make it through this?"
How could this happen? How could this happen? The surgery was scheduled, and we had enough money. Can't this still save my dad?
With bloodshot eyes, Yu Hai kept muttering to himself.
Yu Zhaozhong was also very sad, "This may be his fate! As the saying goes, if the King of Hell wants you to die at midnight, he won't let you live until dawn."
Yu Hai, don't worry, worrying won't help. Let's just listen to the doctor at the hospital; there's nothing we can do right now!
In the morning, Chen Hong had just dropped Yu Yang off at school and hadn't even gotten home when she received a call from the village chief informing her that Yu Yang's grandfather had passed away.
Because we've sold our house, we're planning to rent a small hall at the funeral home the day after tomorrow for the funeral service, and then take the ashes back to our hometown for the final burial.
At noon after school, Chen Hong told Yu Yang the news of his grandfather's death.
The child was quite saddened when he found out, but he is still young and doesn't fully understand the significance of his father's passing.
He went to class as usual in the afternoon, and since no one mentioned it, he quickly forgot about it.
On the day of the funeral, all the Yu family members from her hometown came. Chen Hong only took Yu Yang to attend the farewell ceremony, met with relatives and friends, and then left with the child.
Back home, Chen Hong couldn't muster the energy to do anything. Life is truly unpredictable; a perfectly healthy person can be gone in an instant.
Thinking of Grandpa Yu Yang, she felt quite sad. The old man always wanted to go home, but he never did until his death.
In the end, only a handful of ashes remained, which Yu Hai took back and buried in the ancestral grave.
With Yu Zhaohua gone, Chen Hong felt that the ties between her and her daughter and the Yu family had finally been severed.
After his grandfather passed away, Yu Yang was only saddened for a few days before being overwhelmed by the shocking news that gripped the nation.
The great earthquake from my past life has finally come!
Chen Hong was helpless. After the New Year, she anonymously posted many messages online, reminding everyone to be careful to prevent earthquake disasters!
She was either banned or deleted, or criticized by netizens who said she was spreading alarmist rumors.
Terrified, she erased all traces overnight, fearing that someone would come knocking on her door.
From then on, she became more obedient. As the saying goes, "A long arm can't hold back a short life!" As for her, an ordinary person, even if she put herself in the line of duty, no one would believe her.
They'll definitely think she's crazy, and that it won't change anything! Maybe some people's fate is predetermined, and all she can do is donate some money afterward.
Through Uncle Wang's connections at the Civil Affairs Bureau, Chen Hong donated 500,000 yuan.
To be honest, she didn't dare to donate too much. If she stood out too much and attracted the attention of malicious people, she was afraid that she would be in danger!
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