Hechun and Jingming

Hechun has been talking a lot since he was a child, and it’s okay if he doesn’t talk, but once he opened the chatter, he would talk endlessly. At first, he just talked about himself and Qu Jingming, but the old lady listened with half-closed eyes, and didn’t answer much, at most sighed , expressing disapproval and helplessness.Later, it got far away, and there was no end... He Chun felt that in that early morning, he had finished telling Mrs. Chen what was on his mind for the rest of his life.

When it was light in the sky, he said that he was tired, and the old lady was also tired from listening. She raised her hand and pointed to his face: "Your eyes are swollen, go back to sleep."

He Chun's eyes were not only swollen, but also red, as if he had cried.Mrs. Chen looked at him like that, the light in the ward intertwined with the morning light coming in from the window, his face was a bit dark and unclear under such double light.

Mrs. Chen stared at him fixedly, as if lost in thought. After a while, she said, "Why don't you leave?"

He Chunhui looked at her, a little coquettishly: "Aren't you still staring at me, Aunt, how dare I leave?"

The old lady took a breath: "Why don't you grow up..." After a pause, she sighed in a low voice, "It doesn't matter if you don't grow up, a child dares to do anything, and your father... never grew up in his life."

As she spoke, she smiled at He Chun: "If you were born to me, I would break your legs and kill you, and accompany me to apologize to your father. But you are not my son after all, I can only I hope you will take care of yourself in the future and live a more satisfying life."

After finishing speaking, she waved her hand and told Hechun to leave quickly.At that time, her spirit seemed to be very good, as if she could really go home in two days.

He Chunchang poured a full stomach of beans quickly, his whole body was very relaxed, but also felt a bit of emptiness for no reason, and his body just had a day's fever, so he really needed to rest.

He obediently went out and ran to buy the old lady the breakfast she ordered at night. When he came back, the old lady fell asleep, so he put the things on the table.

It was the weekend, and Gu Shangyuan would come to see his grandma in the morning, so he sent a text message to Gu Shangyuan, telling the children to give her breakfast when grandma woke up, and then went to the fourth floor to take Qu Jingming home to catch up on sleep up.

In the afternoon, I suddenly received a call from Gu Shangyuan, and the child said, "Grandma wants to see you."

It means two people.Hechun seemed to have a premonition, his heart twitched, and the finger holding the phone subconsciously curled inward, and he replied a little dullly: "Okay, I'll go right away."

Qu Jingming looked back at him, and they looked at each other for a while.At that moment, it seemed that each other's eyes were relying on and supporting each other. With the power of looking at each other, they swallowed this moment of indescribable mood.

Qu Jingming pursed his lips, stood up, took Hechun's car keys, and said, "Let's go."

When the two of them arrived at the ward, most of the family members were there, except for a peace.When the old lady heard some movement, she opened her eyes once, and when she saw that He Chun and Qu Jingming came in, she opened her eyes for a long time, her eyes lingered on the faces of the two people for a while, and then she closed them disinterestedly. up.

She didn't seem to be in pain, nor was she depressed, and she even had a little impatience like losing her temper. With the back of her hand resting on her forehead, she said impatiently, "Why isn't He Rong here..."

While talking, he didn't want to get angry at all, as if he cherished the act of opening his eyes.This made Hechun feel a little sympathetic and emotional for seeing the hero's shortness of breath for no reason.

Suddenly, she coughed violently, and she didn't want people to see her coughing face, so she kept hiding in the pillow and quilt. Gu Shangyuan and Aunt Zhou went to help her and comfort her, but she pushed them away. No one else was allowed to approach her, so everyone had to look at her like that.During this period, she only picked up the tissue that Aunt Zhou handed over once.

Not long after coughing this time, the daughter she was looking forward to finally came.

He Rong looked meticulous and was carrying an insulated lunch box. As soon as she came in, Mrs. Chen glared at her and said, "It's so slow!"

He Rong calmly said, "I'll make soup for you, you won't be able to get through it for a while."

In the years when their mother and daughter were confronting each other, they always talked like this, but after the old lady was immersed in illness, they rarely communicated in this style, at least Gu Shangyuan rarely heard it, He was a little disturbed and surprised, but when he saw that grandma was calm and ignored, he was a little relieved, and secretly praised grandma for her generosity.

After hearing He Rong's words, the old lady tried to squint her head to see, but she couldn't see it, so she asked, "What soup?"

He Rong: "Bone soup has a lot of ingredients, do you want to drink it now?"

Mrs. Chen said: "Of course drink, if you don't drink, you will die."

There are very few seriously ill old people who do not taboo this word, which frightened the old-fashioned Aunt Zhou, and hurriedly said "Bah, Bah, Bah" three times for her.With a group of people inside and outside the family, these taboos are in the same line, big and small are indifferent, Aunt Zhou is extremely sad and helpless.

He Rong poured out a lid of soup for the old lady, leaned in front of her with the lid of the box, and fed her with the spoon she used at home.The old lady didn't eat any ingredients, she drank half a bowl of soup, and finally, she looked very satisfied, and lay back comfortably, closing her eyes.

After a while, he said, "He Rong, let me tell you something."

He Rong tidied up the lid of the box, wrapped the spoon with a table paper: "You say."

Mrs. Chen let out a short "hmm" nasal sound before she said, "After I die, don't... don't bury me too close to Heyonglian. Let's put the land that my husband counted on first. No need, you go back and ask the old man to choose another place for me."

She spoke lightly, He Rong was stunned for a moment when she heard this, turned her head to look over, saw that the old lady didn't open her eyes, but asked clearly: "Have you written it down?"

There was a hint of shame in that expression, and a hint of showing her determination to the world, so she waited for everyone to speak.Like He Rong, everyone was a little surprised, but at this moment, there is only He Rong who is related to her blood. She is here, and others have no right to say anything about the old lady's decision.

She paused and asked, "Are you sure?"

The old lady said: "It's decided, think it over. In my next life... I don't want to meet him again."

He Rong looked at her and replied, "Okay."

The old lady's slightly frowned brows relaxed a little, but her eyes were closed tightly, and she waved her hand still on her forehead: "You all go, I've seen everyone, I don't have any regrets... go too."

The voice was not loud, but it was sober and serious, a bit non-negotiable.Aunt Zhou wiped her eyes and said softly, "Eldest sister takes a nap every afternoon, please don't disturb her", then pulled Gu Shangyuan, who was the only one she could pull, and walked towards the door of the ward.The rest of the people also left the ward one after another.

On this day, when the evening fell into the night, Mrs. Chen was declared dead at the age of 74.

She stopped breathing in her sleep, and the electrocardiogram slipped into a straight line. Other monitoring data showed that she did not suffer from any serious illness. Suffocation when the air is lost, followed by heart suffocation, life just drifts away quietly.

A few years ago, when Hechun and Qu Jingming were still elementary school students, Mrs. Chen was also admitted to the hospital. At that time, she was still alive and well, just cutting a small benign tumor. Li complained that there was too much work at home and clamored to stay in the hospital for a few more days. She always seemed to have the ability to maintain a certain form of her dignity and elegance under any embarrassment.

To the point of death, he will not be muddled.

After she died, she contacted Rong Rong with her natal family who had almost severed ties with Yonglian when she was married. However, at the funeral, only one cousin of the family that was once known as a scholarly family in Fangcheng City sent a The younger generation came, because the old lady had a good time with this cousin when she was young, and the rest of the people still stick to her original rebellion and no longer regard her as their own family.

There is no one in Hejia, she is not considered a member of Hejia at all.

On the contrary, Qu Jingming's aunt unexpectedly came to the Qu family far away in the south of the Yangtze River.This aunt has a very personality. Qu Jingming met her a few times, and her image was different every time. This time, she didn't dress up so shockingly. Among the women who are nearly fifty years old, they can be said to be beautiful and temperamental.

During the funeral, she also brought strips of sackcloth, and before dawn, she followed the funeral procession to the mountains in the countryside of Fangcheng.Since the development of the imitation city, there is still a custom of burial in the local area, and they are unwilling to change it.According to the old lady's request, her tomb is separated from Heyonglian Mo Shufang by a mountain.

The aunt looked at the mountains in the early morning and said to Qu Jingming: "This is really a dead end. Once buried here, any deep friendship, deep hatred, and hatred in this life will not be carried over to the next life."

Qu Jingming didn't care too much about these things, but he knew that this aunt had a neurotic personality and had a wide range of knowledge. Hearing what she said, he smiled and didn't say much.She was careless, and patted Qu Jingming: "Follow me for a walk inside, and I'll be back in a while."

In name, Qu Jingming is the adopted son of He Rong, that is, the grandson of Mrs. Chen. When he is buried, he has to guard his place in accordance with the custom. Although he is not superstitious, he still respects these customs and rules, so he shook his head. shook his head.

The aunt understood what he meant, and raised her eyebrows: "She has a serious grandson, and you are needed to keep this position."

The serious grandson Gu Shangyuan heard it, turned his head, and gave her a not-so-kind look: "Brother Jingming is also the grandson of the He family."

The aunt was almost amused, but she gave up because the occasion was inappropriate, and admitted her mistake gracefully: "You are right, I made a slip of the tongue." Gu Shangyuan pursed his lips and lowered his head. The child was very happy and angry, so he didn't bother to talk to her .

The funeral process was completed before the sun rose high, and the dust of Mrs. Chen's life was settled.A pile of loess and a new grave are the last evidence of her existence in the world.