Hedgehog and Tiger

Grandma couldn't eat anymore.

She said it was very painful, and it hurt when she swallowed food.Even if you eat it, you will spit it out soon.

He Xinchun is always by the side, holding a trash can to follow at any time.

If she can't eat enough, her body won't be able to bear it. The hospital gives her nutritional injections every day. Yang Tang has no savings when he just bought a car, so He Xinchun gave him all his passbook and small treasury. Take it easy.

Because of the pain caused by chemotherapy, my grandma lost all her hair.He Xinchun bought her all kinds of hats and praised her for her beauty in different ways.

Later, I became dependent on morphine. I used to take half a pill a day, but now I have to take more than two pills a day before I can fall asleep.

He Xinchun was very sad, his grandma suffered, and he and brother Tang also suffered.

I often wake up in the hotel in the middle of the night and see Yang Tang smoking outside, with more and more cigarette butts in the ashtray.

"Hey Tang, haven't you come back yet?"

"No, the company has troubled you."

An Jie sighed, and said, "God bless you. J and I transferred the money to you, remember to check it."

Yang Tang looked at the transfer record received by the phone, and said, "You two robbed the bank together?"

"roll!!"

"Thank you Anjie."

"...You're welcome, I hope she can go away peacefully."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Tang touched his trouser pocket, and found that the cigarette case had collapsed.

Grandma has been in the operating room several times, and the notice of critical illness has also been issued. After being rescued, it will be a new round of pain. I don't know if this should be done.

Yang Tang squatted at the door of the ward, his beard was unshaven, and he didn't want to take care of it.

"Brother Tang, get up."

Yang Tang supported the wall and stood up, just about to ask what's wrong.The man hugged him suddenly, the bitter smell of tobacco hit his nostrils, he couldn't help but smell it again and again, and said, "You've lost a lot of weight, Brother Tang."

"Well, when you get home, you can make up for me."

"Okay, I'll make you sweet and sour pork ribs with sour soup and lettuce."

Fatty and Wu Fear came once in the middle of the trip, Wu Fear was very good at talking, and he couldn't coax grandma very well.Although grandma couldn't say anything now, Wu Fear was still able to pick it up one after another, and put the fruit basket there before leaving.

He Xinchun found 3 yuan under the pile of apples.

Wu was afraid that they would not want it.

Said to be filial to the elderly.

When grandma was awake, she asked Yang Tang to take her back. She said she wanted to see how her gooseberries were doing, and whether they had been eaten by the little kid next door.

It was rare for Yang Tang to listen to his grandmother at this moment, and he went through the discharge procedures and took his grandmother home.

The house is the same as before, nothing has changed.

He Xinchun went into the house first to tidy up, and polished the tables and benches to make them shine.After tidying up, he came out to take grandma upstairs to rest with his brother Tang.

Grandma has lost a lot of weight, leaving only a skeleton.The flesh on the face is also sunken, the cheekbones are high, and it looks very weak.

"Shu... Shu..."

When He Xinchun heard his grandma speak, he immediately dropped the veil and went upstairs.Grandma didn't know when she fell asleep, she buried her head and talked in her sleep, her fingers gripping the quilt tightly.Calling a man named Shu.

There is a faint smell of snow cream in the room, and the old beds have peeled off the paint.

"Sook...go slowly...go slowly..."

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree my grandma planted never bloomed, and it would bloom a little when I was young, but then it just grew tall and stopped blooming, and I don't know why.Yang Tang said that it was time to prune the branches and leaves, fearing that all the nutrients for flowering would be given to the luxuriant branches and leaves.

His grandma didn't believe it, and insisted that their osmanthus tree was different.

For some reason this year, the sweet-scented osmanthus tree has bloomed.

It's still Osmanthus osmanthus. At first glance, there is a large area of ​​red on the tree, which looks like a fire cloud.

He Xinchun pushed the wheelchair and said, "Grandma, I'll bring down some sweet-scented osmanthus, and I'll make you sweet-scented osmanthus cake tonight."

"Well, take care of it, it's fragrant."

He Xinchun took a bamboo pole, walked under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, aimed at the place with the most flowers, and whipped it hard.

The fallen stamens fell all over him, and he couldn't dodge in time, so he sneezed violently, shaking like a puppy.

Looking up, both grandma and Yang Tang looked at him and smiled.

He patted his head, and then smirked.