His tenderness is overwhelming

Wang Yiqi said, "Cousin, can you come here?"

Fan Ruoyan replied without any hesitation: "Yes! I'll come right away!"

"I'll trouble you to buy a bowl of eight-treasure porridge!" Wang Yiqi said.

Fan Ruoyan asked, "What else do you want?"

Wang Yiqi said: "Fudge and toffee! They are sold in supermarkets."

Fan Ruoyan came over and brought the food he asked for, as well as a box of meals.

Wang Yiqi took it, opened the lid of the bowl, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew it cold, and fed it to his mother.Mama Wang took a mouthful and shook her head.

Wang Yiqi bent down and showed her a bag of candy.Fan Ruoyan bought a lot, fudge, milk candy,

Fructose, hard candy is packed in a large bag, and there are even lollipops.Wang Yiqi said: "Look, Mom, the candy my cousin bought. May I pick a soft candy for you?"

Mama Wang smiled.Wang Yiqi took his mother's hand and put the fudge into her hand: "Mom, you like candy, I know! You never buy it just because I don't eat it!"

In the middle of the night, the hospital issued a critical illness notice.At dawn, Wang Yiqi called Fan Ruoyan again.

Fan Ruoyan ran into the ward, and saw several instruments in front of the bed, and Ms. Wang had a tube in her mouth.He stopped in his tracks: "...why did this happen?"

Wang Yiqi tilted his head to look at him, then turned around, staring at the numbers on the instrument without moving.

Fan Ruoyan walked behind him, said softly, "Xiao Qi, I was wondering if I should call your father..."

Wang Yiqi said: "I don't have a father!"

Fan Ruoyan said with a good temper: "I know! But maybe Auntie wants to see him!"

Wang Yiqi said: "No! I know my mother doesn't want to. Isn't it good that I haven't seen him for so many years? Now that my mother is like this, why do you see him?"

Fan Ruoyan stood behind him silently.

The hospital issued a critical illness notice for the second time.

Wang Yiqi called Fan Ruoyan again to the hospital.This time Fan Ruoyan came faster and brought Du Feiyan with him.

When Wang Yiqi saw her this time, he suddenly smiled, turned around and said, "Thank you!"

Du Feiyan was stunned for a moment, then walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

Fan Ruoyan said to him with a little emotion: "If I knew this, I would have brought her here!"

Wang Yiqi didn't answer him, but just sat by the hospital bed and looked at his mother.

Immediately after the first aid, Ms. Wang was still in a coma.

Three people waited around the hospital bed.

Mother Wang finally woke up.She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the chandelier on the ceiling.Wang Yiqi took her hand: "Mom, I'm here!"

Mama Wang shifted her gaze to his face.Wang Yiqi said: "Mom, how are you? Does it hurt anywhere? Can you talk?"

Ms. Wang said in a weak voice, "It hurts everywhere! Xiaoqi, intubation really hurts!"

Wang Yiqi reached out to touch her face.

Ms. Wang fixed her eyes on Fan Ruoyan: "Ayan..."

Fan Ruoyan leaned forward quickly: "Auntie, I'm here!"

Mama Wang raised her hand with some difficulty, and touched his face: "Xiaoyan..."

"Hey!" Fan Ruoyan replied with a smile.

Mama Wang took Du Feiyan's hand and put it in his.Fan Ruoyan held Du Feiyan's hand.

Mother Wang looked at him, took Wang Yiqi's hand and put it in his.Fan Ruoyan held Wang Yiqi's hand tightly: "Auntie, you can rest assured!" He paused: "I will take care of him, he is my brother!"

Mother Wang smiled lightly, closed her eyes, and fell asleep again.I don't know if I fell asleep or passed out.

Fan Ruoyan drove Du Feiyan home.

The hospital issued a critical illness notice for the third time.The attending doctor talked to Wang Yiqi, since the rescue was meaningless, he asked his opinion.

Wang Yiqi said excitedly, "He's still alive!"

The doctor replied: "We will try our best to rescue him!"

At dawn, the nurse came and removed the intubation and removed all the instruments in the ward.

Wang Yiqi knelt down quietly.There is a bird on the big tree outside the window, which has been singing crisply there.

Fan Ruoyan stumbled and ran in.He walked over, knelt behind Wang Yiqi, and hugged his waist.

Workers in white robes came in, carried Mama Wang away, and threw her on the push bed.Wang Yiqi suddenly stretched out his hands, grabbed the push bed silently, and held on firmly.

Fan Ruoyan held him in her arms: "Xiao Qi..."

Wang Yiqi stared straight at his mother, but didn't let go.The nurse who was used to seeing life and death standing across from her suddenly burst into tears.

Wang Yiqi tugged on the bed until he fainted in Fan Ruoyan's arms.

Fan Ruoyan helped him take care of Wang Mama's funeral and chose a sunny cemetery. Although it was more expensive, the location was very good.

Follow Mama Wang's wishes before she was alive, keep everything simple, and send Mama Wang's ashes to the cemetery.

The day they went was crisp and sunny, and the cemetery was sunny.Wang Yiqi was holding the urn, and Fan Ruoyan seemed to be a little worried to help him go.He was too quiet after the accident, unnaturally quiet.

Wang Yiqi walked over steadily, knelt by the tomb, and gently put the urn in.

Fan Ruoyan stood behind him silently, reached out and pulled him up.

Fan Ruoyan drove Wang Yiqi home.When they arrived downstairs at his house, Fan Ruoyan said, "Why don't you go to my place? We have a companion together."

Wang Yiqi opened the car door and said, "No! I want to go home and stay."

Fan Ruoyan stopped him: "Can you do it alone?"

Wang Yiqi turned his head and shook his hand, then turned and went upstairs.

His mother just disappeared, leaving him alone to go home.

Wang Yiqi took out the key and opened the door. The orange light in the living room was dim, and the room was still the same as when he left that day. In the refrigerator, there was mother's steamed eight-treasure porridge and an unfinished plate of spicy tofu.

After more than a month, Wang Yiqi took a look, closed the refrigerator door, and did not take it out.

He went into his mother's bedroom and leaned on the bed.

I remember that my mother was pretty when she was young, with a beautiful face.Wang Yiqi's delicate appearance is inherited from his mother.

That's his mom!

No matter how poor or hard life is, my mother will always take out hot snacks when I go home, sometimes it is a bag of fried chestnuts, sometimes it is a roasted sweet potato.

The hands are cold, only the snacks in the hands are warm.I don't know if she put it in her arms and covered it to keep the temperature.

The mother who would put him on the back seat of the bicycle to buy vegetables, picked him up halfway, and picked candied haws, bought a windmill and hung it on the handlebars when she was done, and walked on the bike. The windmill turned around all the way.

The mother who always prepares hot meals and dishes, the windows in the house are bright and clean, and there is a cup of hot tea on the desk, with a faint fragrance of tea.

No matter how late, he will wait for his mother under the lamp.A lamp is harmonious, and under the lamp is such a familiar figure, walking through the cold and heat.

Now no one will wait for him under the lamp.No one will whisper in his ear again, asking him if he is cold?are you hungry?Are you tired?