I don’t know if it was a psychological effect on the whole family, but after returning from the hospital that day, although the old man smiled a lot, it always sounded like he didn’t have as much strength to speak as before.
It's like I have no energy at all!
After Liu Yafang rushed back from the hospital that day, she actually cooked sugared sand apples for the old man late at night. After it was cooked and cooled, she asked Bi Tiegang to put it in the cellar. That way, it would be cold and sweet and sour when eaten the next day.
This time, as a daughter-in-law, she was even more thoughtful than her own daughter.
Knowing that the old man loved to eat yellow apricots, the next day, I went home with half a basket of yellow apricots.
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Bi Tiegang has not only had more worries recently, but he is also worried about the two college students in his family.
There's no need to ask, both kids are getting angry, no matter how much you try to persuade them, they won't go away!
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Bi Yue had three blisters on her lips.
Even her father advised her: "I expected it a long time ago. Don't take it too seriously. People grow old and die of illness. Your mother and I will also have that day in the future. Dad has let it go."
Bi Tiegang was afraid that his daughter was narrow-minded. When her grandmother was alive, Ni'er was like an eggplant hit by frost, and she had been wilted for a long time.
"Nier, go back to Kyoto. School is about to start. Pack up your things. Dacheng said you promised to continue teaching that student, didn't you? You have to keep your word and stop sitting around at home. Your grandfather should be thinking about it. It's only two days away."
Bi Yue didn't say anything at the time. This was unlike her character, but her father was used to her being like this. Perhaps, in the subconscious of her family, Bi Yue was supposed to be like this.
In fact, Bi Yue was angry.
That was a pent-up anger!
Seeing the situation at home, and hearing her mother greet her, she wanted to say a few words to help her with the human relations.
She was walking on the gravel path in the village, and was unlucky enough to meet some chatty people who pulled her aside and praised her for her promising future.
What? I heard it all! I heard she became a teacher. Anyway, after chatting about it, in the end, everyone thought she was silent, as if she didn't understand what was going on, and always came up with the question of when the other party had helped her family.
She was puzzled. She was already in college, wasn't she smarter than the aunties and aunties in the village? Why did they treat her like a mentally retarded child who had no experience in the world?
When I returned home and saw that my grandfather's health was getting worse and worse, I would be lying if I said I didn't take it to heart or get angry.
Her aunt did seem to be more open-minded than she was, but if you looked closely, you would find that her eyes were bloodshot and she was always climbing mountains and carrying bags.
Just to send a piece of cloth today and steamed buns tomorrow, they are not expensive things, but they are the best things that can be given in her aunt's eyes.
Bi Yue no longer likes to go out for "investigation". She accompanies her grandfather every day. When he is in good spirits, she chats with him and tells him what Kyoto looks like and where it is bustling.
No longer hiding their feelings and pretending to be introverted, they excitedly talked about how Kyoto people love dancing and practicing qigong. The park managers caught them and chased them away like eagles catching chicks, but they could not stop Kyoto people's current obsession with dancing and qigong.
But often, when Bi Yue was talking and making random movements, her grandfather would droop his eyelids and become half-dazed and half-awake.
It's not that I'm sleepy, it's that I'm not in the right spirit.
Every time this happened, Bi Yue felt very discouraged.
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Bi Cheng even caught a cold at home in the middle of summer. He had to run to the well every day to wipe his nose, running about ten times a day.
He always wanted to carry his grandfather to the back mountain, under the pretext of basking in the sun.
But Grandpa always smiled and said, "Don't bother. Eat something good, go back to school, and gain some weight."
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That day, Bi Tiegang once again brought up the old saying:
"School is about to start, and the rented house is empty. You don't sell the big fruits anymore, so why are you just leaving it there? Isn't that money? Go back and return it!" He gave the order directly, and this time he didn't even bother to avoid the old man.
"Your grandpa is in good health. What if one of you two keeps running a runny nose at home and infects him?! You, Ni'er, go back and pay your classmate back as soon as possible. Give him a little more!"
At this point, Bi Tiegang sat on the edge of the kang, turned his head to glance at the old man, and said to Bi Yue and Bi Cheng:
"Of the three thousand yuan, I'll keep one thousand, and you two can take the other two thousand or so and save them. Don't be stingy with food and drink. I'll buy medicine for your grandfather from now on, so you two don't have to worry about it. As for the rest, I have to buy tickets to visit your uncle and buy some things for him."
Bi Tiegang's tone was quite decisive, and sounded like an order, but he still reported it to his children in detail, because the money was earned by the children.
Liu Yafang, the mother, knew that her children were not the kind to spend money recklessly, but she still gave them a warning:
"It's enough for us. You two should study hard. This old money should be used frugally. Don't be too hard on yourselves. It's enough for the three of you brothers."
Both the father and the mother swallowed the words in their hearts: "Tomorrow, we will take care of your grandfather and make money. You two should study hard."
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"Sister, our uncle will be home soon."
As usual, Bi Yue grabbed a young man and asked Bi Sheng, who knew nothing about what was going on, to massage his grandfather's arms and legs.
Hearing this, he raised his eyelids and glanced at Bi Cheng.
"What? You still have some expectations for him? Do you think he's here to practice for us?"
Just this sentence makes Bi Fubi more energetic than listening to people practicing qigong.
He realized it recently. She talked to him more in the past few days than in all those years. As the conversation grew, he felt that his eldest granddaughter was worthy of being the child raised by his wife.
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