door to happiness

Holding the guitar, Tongtong couldn't help but shyly said, "Brother Ahong, I feel a little embarrassed to accept such an expensive gift from you."

"Don't call An Xiaoyun again, just let her come to your brother. Tongtong, this is considered a bribe, you can't betray me again?"

Tongtong was a little embarrassed: "Where is my name? She went back to the county by herself and asked about my brother before finding me. I just told her my brother's contact information. I didn't ask her to come. She found it by herself." This kid is quite evasive, really cunning.

"Huanyu, don't you choose one? Anyway, teaching one is teaching, and teaching two is also teaching."

Li Huanyu closed the book and stuffed it into his schoolbag: "I don't have the spare time he has, and I have a lot of books to read. Let's go, we should go back!"

"I haven't eaten dinner yet. Let's go. Brother will take you to eat Thai food. You have never eaten it before."

"Forget it," Li Huanyu glanced at the guitar, "You spent enough money today, and you bought us books and clothes. When we first arrived, we squandered your money, and we didn't treat ourselves as outsiders. .”

Hearing this, Tongtong looked at the guitar in his hand, a little embarrassed: "Then...then...Brother Zhang Hong, let's return this guitar."

Li Xiangyu glared at Li Huanyu: "You are sharp-tongued, what are you yelling about when I buy you something? It's okay, Tongtong! When Auntie asks, you just say that Brother Ahong used it, second-hand; if Ask you how much it is, and you say you don’t know, maybe two or three hundred.”

After being disturbed by Li Huanyu, Tongtong's mood was hard to calm down. Li Xiangyu comforted her for a long time before calming down.After all, I couldn't eat dinner outside, so I had to call my little mother and ask her to make our dinner.

When I got home, my father saw the guitar on Tongtong's shoulders at a glance. He was very interested and asked Tongtong to take it out to have a look.Although my father is not a high-achieving student, he is quite literary and artistic. Not only can he sing well, but he is also good at playing the guitar.It was because of my father that I fell in love with the guitar.

Dad tuned the string lightly, played a few notes, and frowned: "Ah Hong, did you choose?"

I nodded.

He tried to play a song, but finally sighed: "You have played the guitar for several years anyway, what is a good guitar, you should be able to try it out by playing one or two notes? This is better than me giving you... than you The guitar that my mother gave you is much worse." My father cut off his tongue, and I didn't know until then that it was my father who picked out that guitar.That's right, Mom doesn't know anything about guitars.

"You get what you pay for! How much is my guitar, and how much is this guitar? The difference is so far, it must not be comparable." I muttered, feeling very wronged.

"Isn't it for you? Since you want to play a musical instrument, of course you have to choose the right one. I think I bought you that guitar and spent more than 1 yuan, but I didn't even frown. Man, man, don't be reluctant Spend money. If you know how to spend, you will earn!" Dad said with pride.

"Ah?" I was stunned, "Didn't my mom say six thousand and eight?"

"Your little mother said six thousand and eight?" Dad was also stunned.

I nodded.

"Oh," Dad nodded thoughtfully, "I chose the guitar, and she paid for it. Twelve thousand and eight! Your mother said six thousand and eight, probably because she was afraid that you would be burdened."

So that's what happened!The year my mother gave me the guitar was the most difficult time for my family.The factory has been in a state of loss. In order to subsidize the family, my mother also went to work as a foreign trade documentary. With her fluent foreign language and solid foreign trade business ability, she can earn about [-] yuan a month.In order to buy me a guitar, she must have saved money for several months.Thinking that I have always resisted her, never wanting to call her "Mom", but always using the word "small" in front, I can't help feeling a little ashamed.

"Where did you buy it? Dad will accompany you to change it tomorrow. Let's pick a good one. Maybe we can have a family band in the future!"

"There's no band that cares about the guitarist." I couldn't laugh or cry, "I want to give Tongtong a gift, of course it will cost me. Tongtong doesn't know how to play yet, so it's not bad. Wait until he can practice." , I'll give him a better one."

My little mother was still cooking in the kitchen. I sneaked into the kitchen and stood at the door, looking at my little mother who was struggling with life, but couldn't say a word.

"Why are you standing at the door? To accompany the guests!"

"Okay, mom!" I omitted the word "small" and called "Mom".She froze for a moment, looked back at me, and signaled me to go out.She should have noticed my weirdness. I usually call her "Little Mom" ​​or "Mom", and I would never use the double word "Mom".

The dishes are almost ready, my mother found out the food box, packed three servings, and sent me and Xiangyu to the hospital.Dad was afraid that if Xiangyu and I were gone, the guests would be left out, so he said he would send them off.Thinking of the weird feelings that surged up in the kitchen just now, I was a little scared, and I didn't know what I was afraid of.

I followed my father out to escape.

In the hospital lobby, I saw Li Xiangyu's father, who was asking something at the front desk, muttering incessantly, and then I saw the front desk clerk typed a long list for him—it should be a detailed list of hospital expenses .

Walking into the ward, I saw Liang Yan waiting on the side, chatting with Li Xiangyu's mother.

Xiangyu's mother's complexion is very good today, she seems not so sleepy, but her hair is much thinner than before coming to Yangcheng.She tied her hair into a braid, and then coiled it around her head a few times, forming a cone-shaped bun, which has the temperament of a classical beauty.The eyebrows are also thicker and darker than usual, as if painted with eyebrow shadow, and the lips are also lightly colored.This should be Liang Yan's masterpiece.

Seeing me, she waved to me: "Son, come and sit down! Why don't you come to see Auntie recently, Auntie misses you."

"It's almost the end of the year, and the company is very busy."

"It's good to be busy. Only when you are busy can you be fulfilled. It's not like me, who can only stay in this ward and think about it all day." She suddenly became depressed again, "I really miss my little son. I dreamed of him and my son last night. Tongtong came to see me. Just stand there," she pointed to the bed, "you, Xiangyu, Huanyu, and Tongtong, just stand there with the salute in hand."

"Mom, we came here last night. Huanyu and Tongtong have already come to Guangzhou and are having dinner now. I'll come to see you in a while."

"Oh!" She nodded knowingly.

Liang Yan was in a hurry, with an anxious face, and hurriedly pulled me out of the ward, looked around to see if there was no one, and then said uneasily: "Ah Hong, what should I do, Auntie seems to have a problem there." Liang Yan pointed to her head, "I clearly told her during the day that Tongtong and Huanyu had visited her in the hospital, but I forgot about it now. She thought she was dreaming and hallucinating."

"You take care of Auntie, I'll ask Luo Qi."

I found Luo Qi and told her about Li Xiangyu's mother's situation. She was not surprised, but said lightly: "There should be body gamma knife radiation therapy, plus the effect of chemical agents, forgetfulness, and even Temporary amnesia is also possible. How is Auntie's mental state?"

"Today is fine!"

"Let her exercise properly and eat light food. During this time, she must pay more attention to improving her immunity. Although chemotherapy can kill cancer cells, it can also kill normal cells."

Because she had to work night shift, it was inconvenient to talk for a long time, so I had no choice but to leave.

After returning to the ward, I relayed Luo Qi's words to Liang Yan, and she was relieved after listening.

After delivering the meal and returning home, I told the two brothers of the Li family about Li Xiangyu's mother's amnesia symptoms, and they fell silent immediately.

Even at the dinner table, the two remained silent, and the atmosphere was extremely dignified.

After dinner, Li Xiangyu called Li Huanyu to my room, locked the door behind him, and asked, "Brother, what do you think?"

Li Huanyu was silent for a while, then slowly raised his head: "You want to...".

"Falling leaves return to their roots! I think it's time to go back." Li Xiangyu was unusually calm, "Mom originally wanted to go back, but the doctor said that if you endure it, you might be able to survive next June. Mom wants to wait until you finish the college entrance examination before leaving." But now it seems that it may be difficult to survive until June next year."

Li Huanyu had a gloomy face and did not reply.

"I've been thinking about it these days. I don't know if my mother is suffering like this. Should I let my mother go to death to be relieved? There is a term called 'euthanasia', I don't know if you know it I think, since this word was invented, it should have the soil where it grows.”

"How long is it until Chinese New Year?" Like his brother, Li Huanyu's expression was composed and calm.

"23 more days," I replied, flipping through the calendar.

"If I go back now, will my mother survive the Lunar New Year?"

Li Xiangyu and I were silent. We are not doctors, nor are we God. How should we answer this question?

"The doctor said that if there is no treatment and the cancer cells are allowed to spread, it will last for a month or a few days."

"Then let's stay for some more days! I will definitely turn my mother back years ago. Fallen leaves must return to their roots. You can't wait for people to cool down before pulling them home. How can you do that? Mom believes in Buddhism so much." , will definitely believe that people have souls, so let's follow her wishes."

Yes, his mother is probably superstitious, otherwise she wouldn't have said that she wanted to grab new money when she was dying, and she didn't want to suffer and suffer in the underworld.

Although Li Xiangyu is younger than me, even though Li Huanyu is younger, I always feel that they are more mature than me, and calmer than me when they encounter problems. Is this the so-called "children of the poor are the first to be in charge"?At the age when they were supposed to bloom like flowers, they formed bitter trifoliate early.Fortune tricks people, luck or misfortune?

But, are they really in charge of this family?