Peace Lane.
Song Guomin has been here for more than half an hour.
They sat with their backs to each other, not far from the alley entrance.
No one recognized him.
He suddenly heard someone behind him say something about Song Lao Er getting married...
Song Guomin was stunned.
Is the second child already recovered?
Marry Qian Yu'an?
"Old Song is all smiles every day. His second son is so lucky; he recovered completely and is even preparing to go back to the army."
“What good fortune? It’s all earned through hard work. Song Yangmin has also committed some terrible sins.” Song Guomin recognized the voice as Uncle Sun’s.
It was only early April, and Song Guomin was wearing thicker clothes than others, but he still felt cold all over.
Uncle Sun noticed that the person under the tree with his back to him wasn't speaking, so he called out to him, "Who are you? I've never seen you before."
Song Guomin turned his head and stiffly called out, "Uncle Sun."
Uncle Sun cried out in surprise, almost tripping and falling.
"Song Guomin?"
Song Guomin nodded slowly.
"My God, Song Guomin, how did you get so thin? You've been sitting here for ages without saying a word."
When the house was first rented to Song Guomin and his wife, Uncle Sun couldn't sleep at night because of their noise. He was so happy when Song Guomin and his wife finally moved out, but now that he suddenly saw Song Guomin again, he felt terrible.
Could it be that he/she has contracted some kind of illness?
His face was thin and sallow.
Song Guomin: "It's good to bask in the sun."
Uncle Sun sensed something was wrong, pulled Song Guomin to his feet, looked him up and down, then pinched his arm, asking suspiciously, "Song Guomin, are you sick?"
Song Guomin forced a smile. "No."
It would be strange if there weren't any.
The people who had been speaking earlier all looked over, recognized Song Guomin, and started chattering amongst themselves.
Song Guomin felt even more ashamed.
Old Sun quickly pulled Song Guomin towards the Song family home.
Today is a workday, and only Song's grandparents are at home. Song Yangmin went to discuss the menu with the restaurant.
Song Guomin couldn't break free and could only let Uncle Sun lead him to his doorstep.
Old Sun knocked on the door.
Grandpa Song opened the door and saw Uncle Sun first, then Song Guomin standing behind the door.
The old man's smile froze, and then he frowned.
Song Guomin lowered his head in shame.
Old Sun quickly said, "Uncle Song, take a look at him, I feel something is wrong."
Grandpa Song stared at Song Guomin for a long time before saying, "Come in first."
Song Guomin's eyes instantly welled up with tears.
Grandma Song came out of the kitchen when she heard the noise and was startled to see Song Guomin.
Grandpa Song pursed his lips and squeezed Song Guomin's hand and back.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Even if she got divorced, she couldn't possibly be this thin.
As soon as Song Guomin moved his mouth, tears welled up in his eyes.
"Grandpa...Grandpa...I..."
Old Master Song got impatient and said, "I told you to speak, why are you crying!"
"...lung cancer."
Old Sun exclaimed, "My God!"
Grandma Song dropped the cabbages from her hands to the ground.
Grandpa Song frowned. "What did the doctor say?"
Song Guomin quickly wiped away his tears.
"They said the surgery would be done in a week, which is the middle stage."
The grandparents didn't understand anything about the intermediate stage, and they breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that surgery could cure it.
Grandma Song stepped forward, grabbed Song Guomin by the shoulder, and started hitting him.
"I told you to get checked out, but you've been putting it off until now! The longer you wait, the worse it gets!"
Grandpa Song's expression was grave. "Can surgery really cure it?"
“The success rate is sixty percent,” Song Guomin said with difficulty.
Old Sun exclaimed "My God!" again.
Grandma Song's face turned pale.
Only 60%?
Song Guomin is the first grandson of the Song family in this generation.
Even if they've separated.
I also hope he can live a good life.
It wasn't like it is now, sickly and on the verge of death.
Grandpa Song's brow remained furrowed, and he asked Grandma Song to go to the kitchen and get Song Guomin something to eat.
This is the first time since the family split up that Song Guomin has been able to eat at home.
Song Guomin's sunken eyes were bloodshot.
"Grandpa and Grandma, I know I was wrong. I was bad before."
The closer one gets to death, the more likely they are to recall the foolish things they've done in the past.
Recalling, reflecting, feeling guilty and regretful that he might die, without even a chance to make amends.
Grandpa Song told Song Guomin to sit by himself for a while. After thinking about it, he went to the supply and marketing cooperative to find Xu Guiying.
Upon hearing this, Xu Guiying froze on the spot for a long time, her voice hoarse: "Can it be cured?"
"It's treatable, the doctor said surgery is possible, with a 60% chance of success."
It's four o'clock in the afternoon, almost time to get off work, and there's nothing much to do. After asking Brother Ding for leave, Xu Guiying went back to Heping Lane with Grandpa Song.
Anyway, Song Xinfu was about to get off work, so Xu Guiying didn't go to call him.
Throughout the journey, Xu Guiying remained calm and even reassured Grandpa Song not to worry.
Grandpa Song sighed, "Children are all debts."
Xu Guiying suppressed her trembling hands and said in a calm tone, "The doctor said it's treatable, and she'll definitely survive."
When I got home, I saw my eldest son looking like that.
Xu Guiying's eyelids twitched.
Song Guomin called out "Mom".
Xu Guiying stepped forward and slapped Song Guomin.
"I told you to get checked a long time ago, how could it have dragged on until now? Song Guomin, if you had ever thought about Yan Yan and Lele, would you have gone this far?"
Neither Grandpa Song nor Grandma Song stopped them. Song Yangmin, who had returned home twenty minutes earlier than Xu Guiying, also learned about the incident and watched the scene in silence.
Song Guomin's eyes reddened even more, and his voice was full of regret.
"Mom, it's all my fault, I know I was wrong."
"It's too late for you to realize your mistake! Listen to the doctor first, and we'll talk about it after the surgery."
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