Infinite Throne

"Then I'll cook porridge for you."

The younger son was impatient, but he held back and turned to the kitchen to cook porridge.He put a handful of American ginseng and goji berries, which felt a little insufficient, and he was too lazy to chop meat, so today's meal was just enough.

"Dad, the porridge will have to wait for a while, why don't we order something first?"

The youngest son first put a piece of fat and thin braised pork in the bowl in front of Lin Yebai. The soup fell on the rice. The slightly hard rice was chewy at first glance, with distinct grains, exuding the unique flavor of braised pork. aroma.

"Don't eat fatty meat." Lin Yebai looked at the piece of braised pork with critical eyes.

"Then eat some lean meat. I just got out of the hospital and it's time to replenish my body." The youngest son said attentively.

"Make some vegetables tomorrow." Lin Yebai said.

"Okay." The youngest son was a little surprised. His father never ate green vegetables. Why did he suddenly switch to vegetarianism?Stubborn for a lifetime, changed his temper when he got old?

He ate very happily with a large table of dishes, but the person sitting opposite him, his old father, was always expressionless and his eyes were extremely indifferent, as if he was looking at a lifeless dead thing, which made him feel like chewing wax, getting more and more cautious.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Lin Yebai continued to stare at his younger son.

"Hic—" the other party hiccupped in fright.

"The porridge is ready, Dad. I'll take a bowl for you." He hurriedly got up and went to the kitchen, and came out with the porridge bowl. The smell of American ginseng was a bit pungent.

"I want porridge, cook it again."

"This porridge is nourishing."

"Porridge." Lin Yebai was very stubborn.

"I picked out the American ginseng."

"Porridge." Lin Ye was expressionless, looking at his youngest son like looking at a fool who couldn't understand human words.

"I'll cook." The youngest son had no choice but to compromise.

Lin Yebai was sitting on the sofa in the living room reading the newspaper, and found that it was written in traditional characters, and the style of the paper was quite bold——

#crazy male drunken kiss patrol#

#Three men and one woman stole the manhole cover and accidentally fell into the sewer#

Lin Yebai suddenly understood why some people like to read newspapers.

There is an advertisement in the corner: [If your loved one has cancer and needs treatment, please call the Hope Street Helpline...]

Lin Yebai wrote down the address, and then turned on the TV. The pixels are not high, but the plot rhythm is very good, blood, face slaps, love and hatred are intertwined.

"The porridge is ready."

The youngest son finally brought a bowl of steaming porridge.

"Side dishes." Lin Yebai stared at him.

"Braised pork with white porridge is good." The youngest son was about to serve braised pork when Lin Yebai looked up: "Cold cucumber."

"Row."

The youngest son went to the kitchen again, even if he was patting cucumbers, he used all his strength, as if the violent emotions accumulated in his heart could be vented accordingly.

Lin Yebai walked slowly in the living room after dinner. He was not paralyzed in a wheelchair, but he was prone to trembling because he had not fully recovered. At this time, he was walking more steadily, and he was less sick.

The youngest son is cleaning the kitchen. He has never liked to do these things, and he is very impatient at this time, but... this kind of time should not be too long, and it is all for a better life in the future.

So bearable.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

"Walk a hundred steps after a meal and live to 99." Lin Yebai replied.

"Don't fall..." The youngest son's words were covered by the sound of scrubbing in the kitchen. I don't know if he didn't finish, or because other voices were too loud.

Lin Yebai finally walked a few hundred steps, and the youngest son was going to go out to get some things from the old house.

"Let's go together." Lin Yebai also wanted to see the old house.

"Okay." The younger son pushed the wheelchair, and Lin Yebai quietly observed the surrounding environment.As long as you are in a wheelchair, it means that there are not many places you can go, and the infrastructure everywhere is very unsound. If the wheelchair is not foldable, you will not be able to get in a taxi.

The youngest son opened the door with the key of the old house, and when he entered, he saw a posthumous photo on the wall, a small white urn next to it, and a completely rotten banana on the porcelain plate.

"My mother seems to like eating bananas..." The younger son frowned and threw the rotten bananas into the trash can.

There is a special smell in the whole room. The smell of the old man, the smell of rotten bananas, and the floating dust, all symbolize that life has come to an end.

Lin Yebai was thinking about how to eliminate resentment.For example, let the old man's three children bear bad luck, feel the pain, and fetch water from the bamboo basket in vain, or do they use the other way and return it to the other body?

"Dad, is there anything you want to bring over? I'll collect some clothes first."

The youngest son opened the closet, picked clothes inside, and found a set of shrouds that were neatly folded and packed in bags, made of black fabric, with a golden dragon printed on the chest.This is the shroud that my parents bought together before, and the two sets are discounted.

After thinking about it, he put this set of shrouds together in the box and placed them at the bottom, as they would be needed sooner or later.

Lin Yebai searched in the room, put away the passbook, bank card, and keys, and carried them with him, as well as a thick diary.To be precise, it's not just a diary, it should be an accounting book.

It should be written by the old man's partner. Every time she goes grocery shopping, she will keep an account and write a few words by the way.

"The audience was 30. I bought him a pair of woolen trousers. They didn't shrink after washing. They were fake woolen."

"Five catties of wool and eight pairs of knitted woolen slippers. Let the children take them with them when they come to pay New Year's greetings. Don't forget."

"Ten eggs for class on Friday, and one washbasin for Sunday."

"Hair dye cream is ten yuan, and you must wear gloves next time you dye it."

Fragmentary records, a few years have passed.

Lin Yebai took the accounting book and went back to his residence with his youngest son.

"Dad, is the old house still for sale?" the youngest son asked.

"Not for sale." Lin Yebai remembered that there was still a sum of money in the passbook. Unless the elderly really had no money, most of them were unwilling to let their children pay for medical expenses.

"Oh." The younger son persuaded, dragging the box with one hand and pushing the wheelchair with the other, "Actually, we can sell it, and you will live with us in the future."

"Take care of these things in advance, and save trouble in the future."

"En." Lin Yebai responded.

"Sell it?" The youngest son was suddenly overjoyed.

"Not for sale." Lin Yebai's attitude was still firm, since he didn't know how to get rid of his resentment, he just had to try it all.

"Oh." He was instantly depressed, which was very obvious.

The youngest son lived in a rented house. His own house was sold long ago to pay off his gambling debts, and the rest was paid to his ex-wife and children.

This is two bedrooms and one living room. The younger son lives in the master bedroom, and Lin Yebai lives in the second bedroom. There were some sundries piled up in it, but the younger son tidied it up, leaving only a bed, desk, wardrobe, and a bedside table.

The youngest son hangs all the clothes in the closet, and the shroud is placed at the bottom of the closet. If you don't pay attention, you won't be able to find it.

"Dad, go to bed early, and call me if you don't feel well."

The quilt was very heavy, which added a little possibility for the old father to be smothered to death after falling asleep.Because this body is already old, the quilt has not warmed up for a long time.Lin Yebai turned on the light in the room and slowly looked at the accounting book.

She found out that the cancer was at an advanced stage, the cancer cells had spread, and there was no hope of treatment. She went there in a hurry and didn't spend too much money.During the last period of time, she was very worried and wrote a lot in the notebook:

"Don't go to that fat man in the vegetable market to buy vegetables, he is too short of catties."

"Go to Xiao Wu's, that old man in his fifties who likes to send a few garlic or a handful of green onions."

"Don't just eat meat, but also vegetables."

"As long as you can still move, live alone, don't go to the children's house to cause trouble."

"If you're bored, you can raise a cat or a dog, or a parrot. You have to clean up the shit yourself, and you can do it everywhere. I won't see it and I won't care about it."

"The sheets and quilts are changed and washed every two weeks, and the quilts are dried when the weather is fine, and more clothes are added when the weather is cold..."

"Don't lose your temper all the time. If you have something to say, talk to others nicely and slowly."

"If I meet a lesbian who is compatible with me, she has a valuable character and can be a partner. I am worried that I won't be cheated. I am very worried."

……

"Goodbye, Comrade Zhang Genshu."

This is the end of the account book, and there are still more than a dozen pages left.

But the old lady who kept accounts every day has passed away.What is left is a long-lasting loneliness with no one to communicate with, as well as unresolved longing.

The younger son was watching TV in the living room, and found that the light was still on in the old father's room, thinking, when did he start staying up late?But he didn't ask, and even looked a little happy to see the result, and continued to watch TV.

The next day, at 05:30 in the morning, Lin Yebai knocked on the door of his youngest son's room with his crutches.

"Bang bang bang-"

"Bang bang bang-"

"It's an earthquake!" The youngest son woke up from the bed, ran out in a panic, opened the door and realized that everything was safe and it was still dark, but his old father who had just been discharged from the hospital stood at the door with a blank expression on his face I can't even tell if it's a human or a ghost.

"Dad, why did you call me so early..."

"Go shopping." Lin Yebai was in charge of giving orders.

"It's so early, it's only after five o'clock?" The youngest son struggled to look at the phone.

"When it's late, the good dishes are taken away, and they are not fresh." Lin Yebai reminded of what was written in the notebook, and taught.

"Please, let me sleep for a while, and I'll go shopping when I wake up, so it's fresh."

"I'm going to live at my second child's house." Lin Yebai looked down at the decadent middle-aged man on the bed. He was puffy because of eating too much and being lazy, and his originally good facial features appeared greasy and ordinary.

"Dad, I'll get up and buy groceries right away." The youngest son was wriggling on the bed, wearing only a pair of big underpants and a white vest, and wanted to go out.

"Put on another one." Lin Yebai frowned.

"I'm a man, it won't hurt me to wear it like this." The younger son looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

"Spicy eyes." Lin Yebai casually glanced at his drooping chest, feeling that he couldn't bear to look directly at him.

"It's okay, I don't care..."

"I'll live with the second child." Lin Yebai frowned again.

The youngest son finally put on a crumpled shirt and went out with a few coins.Lin Yebai also went downstairs, even without a wheelchair, his steps were very steady.

"Dad, are you going out to buy groceries too?" The youngest son complained.

"I'm going to exercise." Lin Yebai felt that it was very important to have a strong body.

"...All right." The youngest son wanted to stop him, but he didn't say anything in the end. After all, going out increases the risk of falling, let alone exercising. Those fitness equipment are not suitable for a seventy-something who came from the hospital. The old man who came out of the operation.

Lin Yebai walked slowly to the nearby park, where there were some common exercise equipment, such as "space walk", stepping on it, you can feel the joy of walking in space, which is very popular among children.There is also the "waist twister", which is not very suitable for Lin Yebai.

Several old men were practicing Taijiquan, and some were gesturing with props and swords. Lin Yebai looked at them and thought he should buy one too.