A female doctor said to a male doctor: "We used the wrong medicine for this stroke patient. We should have used low-molecular fried sugar dried sugar, but we used high-molecular fried sugar dried sugar, and the condition worsened. [26nbsp;]"

He was shocked after hearing this, and the more he thought about it, the more wrong he became. The next day, he broke into the doctor's office and asked the female doctor: "Did my father use the wrong medicine?"

The female doctor looked at him in surprise: "Who did you listen to? It's nothing, don't talk nonsense." She walked away in a panic.

Dad's condition got worse and worse, and he soon became paralyzed. His back and buttocks were covered with bedsores, ulcerated and pus-filled. More than a month later, he breathed his last.

Now my mother must have been given the wrong injection by the barefoot doctor and stewed to death. When he returned to his hometown, he confirmed his suspicion when he saw his mother's body lying on the door of his eldest brother's house.

My mother's appearance has completely changed. It's really horrible. Her whole body is swollen and purple as if it had been steamed in a steamer. Her face is swollen greatly, her skin is purple-black, and purple-black blood is constantly flowing out from the corners of her mouth, which shows the internal organs in her belly.

They were all rotten due to heat, some of the skin on the neck had cracked, and the feet and hands were so swollen that they could not be straightened. They were completely burned to death!

"My poor mother--" he shouted suddenly, threw himself on her body desperately, and began to cry loudly. He desperately held her cold hands and pushed her swollen body, "I'm so sad.

, Mom, you are so miserable, my unworthy son, I am sorry for you..."

He burst into tears with grief. There was a sound of sobbing inside and outside the house, and the villagers all shed tears.

At first, the second sister and two sisters-in-law who were sitting by the wooden door (the eldest sister died early due to illness, and the third sister-in-law did not know how to cry in mourning) saw him and his second brother-in-law coming back from other places, and they all cried "Wow".

After he started crying, their cries gradually subsided. Then, he was the only one left in the room, the loud and powerful cry of a big man.

"My mother-in-law, mother-in-law - oh oh oh - you died so miserably, how can I be worthy of you when you call me your son? How sad - you worked so hard to raise me, and when you died,

He didn’t even look at me for the last time.”

Gradually, the room became silent, except for his crying and sobbing.

"My son has been wandering around in the past few years, running around desperately. I want to wait for the situation to get better, and I will take you to Shanghai to see you. Let my son respect you and your old man, and let my son cook you a delicious meal.

, bring you a basin of warm wash water, help you pull the quilt that is not covered, and ask your son to come and call you gently in the morning, "Mom, get up and have breakfast."

The room was filled with sobs.

"My dear mother, my dear mother, why didn't you wait until this day and leave your son?" Li Jinxuan's voice gradually became hoarse, "My son has a hard life. In the past few years, all he has encountered outside are either liars or liars.

Robbers can never get out of the mud pit, so they always

I can't take you out. If your son is with you and finds you have a high fever, he will send you to the hospital to see a doctor. You won't die. How sad, my dear mother - now, your son will get better immediately.

What else does it mean? Woohoo..."

He cried so hard that he couldn't hold back his breath. He leaned on his mother and pulled and pushed her, trying to wake her up and push her back to life.

He has been very close to his parents since he was a child, and his parents also think highly of him. His father died early, and as long as he was at home, he would always be by his mother's side.

In the evening, he would sit next to his mother to read and write while she was mending her shoes and clothes. After work, whenever he was free, he would come back to see his mother. As soon as she saw him, the wrinkles on her face would relax.

He immediately jumped to the fields, picked the best vegetables, and cooked them for him to eat... Mother and son really depended on each other.

He also cried out the bitter pain and grievances and sorrows that had accumulated in his heart over the years. He cried not only for his mother's tragic death, but also for his own troubled fate, and even more because of the inability to realize his ideals.

cry.

Infected by his crying, there was a "chichi" cry inside and outside the house.

At this time, Yaming and his second brother-in-law came up and dragged him out with all their hands. They dragged him to the second brother's house in front. When he calmed down, the second brother's eldest brother came to talk to him.

First, he told his mother's story from her illness to her tragic death, and then asked him to contribute 2,500 yuan for the funeral expenses. He gave the money to his eldest brother and sat there without saying a word.

All the things were arranged by his brothers, so he didn’t need to worry too much. After he calmed down, he came to his mother’s door again, weeping silently, and kept using cotton balls to help his mother wipe her hair.

Blood flowing from the corner of the mouth.

From the next day, as a son of his mother, he knelt down on one leg and kowtowed to all the elders who came to express condolences. He called his daughter and said that his mother-in-law had died and asked her to come to pay her respects.

In the afternoon, his daughter was sent over on a motorcycle. He was extremely excited when he saw her, took her to her mother's door, sat down and cried again.

But his daughter sat next to him. Not only did she not cry, she didn't even shed a single tear. The feelings were different after all.

On the night before my mother was laid to rest, all the discussion focused on the youngest brother.

Before he came back, he called the paging number of a small shop next to his rental house and asked the shop owner to bring him a letter saying that his mother was dead and that he should go home immediately.

Now, everyone is speculating whether he will come back to attend his mother's funeral. Some people say that he will never come back. He has not been home to see his mother for six or seven years. How can he be embarrassed to come back? Before he went out to travel, he

You have drained your mother of all her hard-earned money, and now you dare to come back?

All the brothers and sisters-in-law hated this brother deeply. They neither wanted him to come back to be a treasure, but also longed for him to come back and see my mother when she was laid to rest. Their emotions were very complicated and contradictory.

Some people also said: "Uncle Liu will come back, he still understands this matter."

However, they kept looking forward to it until about nine o'clock in the evening, but they still didn't expect him to come back, so they sighed and said: "He really won't come back."

"How can this person still be a human being?" The brothers and sisters-in-law began to curse, "If your mother doesn't come back even after she dies, you won't be considered a human being at all."

Unexpectedly, at around eleven o'clock the next morning, someone shouted: "Uncle Liu is back."

Li Jinxuan went out and looked towards Dai Road. He saw his younger brother Li Bing turning in from Dai Road in a dusty state, followed by the Anhui woman who lived with him.

An Anhui woman held two twin sons in her hands. The twin sons hid timidly behind their mother, looking strangely at the crowd in front of them, with frightened and uneasy faces.

Everyone in the crowd looked at them curiously, and no one spoke to them.

Li Bing, who was in ragged clothes, had a dark face, and just rushed in as if he was in a deserted place. People quietly made way for him, and their eyes followed their figures closely.

Li Bing squeezed in front of his mother's coffin, knelt down with a bang, and kowtowed six times without saying a word. Then he turned to his mother's door, stared at it blankly, and then sat down on a bench.

When he came down, he lowered his head and started crying.

He cried very miserably and sadly. After crying, he started talking, but his voice was very low and vague, and no one could hear clearly what he said.

After crying for a while, he stopped crying on his own. His brother, sister-in-law, and other relatives were surprised and happy to see him back, so they wore sackcloth and mourning for them one by one.

After settling in, the eldest brother pulled Li Bing aside and asked, "Have you brought any money back? There are five brothers and two brothers, each of whom will contribute 2,500 yuan."

In full view of everyone, Li Bing's face turned red. He lowered his head and trembled: "I." After only saying one word, he couldn't say any more. He just clicked his tongue with tears in his eyes.

Li Jinxuan stood aside and watched, knowing that his heart was sadder than death at this moment. No matter how poor a person is, he still wants to save face. He walked over to him and said softly to his elder brother: "Let them go to eat first, and then we'll finish the matter."

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Someone led them to find a place to eat. After lunch, they began to perform some rituals according to the inherent customs in the countryside. Then, amid the cries, the four sons each carried one leg of the glass-covered morgue.

, carried my mother’s body out of the house, and then carried it to a truck parked on the side of the tractor road.

Then he got in the truck and sat down on the benches on both sides of the morgue. The truck started to drive slowly. It drove out of the village and drove to the crematorium. As the truck drove, someone silently threw rough paper at the back.

At the moment when his mother's body was about to be pushed into the crematorium, Li Jinxuan suddenly felt that the relative who gave birth to him would disappear from this world forever. He couldn't help shouting hoarsely: "My dear mother - I can never see her again."

You're dead." He started crying again.

He cried for a while, wiping his tears with his hands and thinking, a person just comes from the underworld and goes back to the underworld. He comes out of the same place, walks around on a different road, and then goes back to the underworld again.

Back to the same place.

No matter you are poor or rich, no matter what your status or position is, you will eventually return to this place. This place does not recognize people. No matter how vicious or rich you are, You Xingbao and Zhou Biao, you will still have to return to this place.

Burnt to ashes.

When taking my mother's ashes, the eldest brother said: "Mom, come back with us."

The second sister quickly held up an umbrella to protect her mother's soul.

Back on the farm road, they got off the truck and walked into the field in a long row in order of eldest and youngest. They buried their mother's ashes with their father's. Then, starting from the eldest brother, they kowtowed to their parents and ancestors one by one.

Then turn the paper into paper, cry softly, and finally go home for dinner.

My mother was gone forever, leaving only her smiling face.

After breakfast and dinner, the relatives and friends dispersed. But the brothers and sisters were locked in the inner room of the eldest brother's house and began to settle accounts. This time, everyone was targeting Li Bing. They were very excited and the atmosphere was very tense.

"Li Bing, have you brought the money back?" After everyone sat down, the sister-in-law started to speak with a serious face.

Li Bing lowered his head and said nothing. The room was silent.
Chapter completed!