lonely three people

Two days later, Dad finally came out of the intensive care unit. The doctor said that he was out of danger, but he was in a very poor state and could not speak. He only opened his eyes half-opened occasionally to look around and then closed them again. Most of the time he was sleeping. Yes, both my mother and I found that my father often has a painful expression. He is not a person who loves words. Even if he is in pain, he will never say it or let us know.

Four days later, my father's physical condition improved a lot. Although he still couldn't sit up, he was more awake and always looked at my mother and me helplessly. He still didn't speak much.The doctor took out a blood bag on my dad's back. It felt like it came from the spine. I lack common sense and I don't know how it can treat cerebral hemorrhage, but the effect is still obvious, mom He always pointed to the blood bag and told me that this is the blood from your father's brain.

I squatted on the ground tinkering with my mother's mobile phone, and bought a temporary mobile phone charger. After charging my mobile phone, I planned to charge my mother's mobile phone as well.

"Son, what do you think your dad will do if he can't cure his disease and become a fool, and what will you do if you have a stupid dad in the future." My mother smiled and said to me while sitting beside my father's bed.

I also laughed, it has always been my pleasure to make fun of my father, and my mood is much more relaxed watching my father recover and improve day by day.

Mom patted Dad on the shoulder and said: "I'm talking about you, but you must heal your head, don't go home stupidly, if you are stupid in the future, no one will take your shit and urine..." Mom The corner of Dad's mouth twitched in pain, but Dad was still the same as before, even if it hurts, he still gave Mom a silly, silly smile.

These are my parents, a rural couple who have never quarreled and blushed together for more than [-] years. Happy to suffer from my mother's "unreasonable trouble".

My mother has four sisters, but my mother married to the countryside by herself, and married my father who is incompetent and not talkative. Every time my grandma’s family gatherings, my mother would not let my father go, saying that he was stupid and speechless. I don't even know how to drink, it's a shame to go there, and I can't compare with my uncles.But my grandma always told me that she was least worried about my mother, she was relieved that my mother married my father, and my grandma was the happiest woman.

"Mom, why don't we take a photo when my dad is discharged from the hospital?" Our family doesn't have a family portrait, and I haven't even seen a wedding photo of the two of them.

"What kind of photo do you take? People are alive and well. You have to see how good the living person is. If you don't take photos, I'm a rural woman..."

I did a math problem, and now every year I only go home to have a look on New Year's Day, and even the wolfdog at home doesn't know me.Parents are more than 50 years old now, assuming they can live another 30 years...they see each other once a year and multiply by 30 years, the result may be only [-], I know the result is definitely not accurate, but, thinking about how many times you see your parents in your life It can be calculated that I feel very uncomfortable and blame myself.The answer silenced me.Am I busy?If you say that I am busy with work and have many rest days, then what am I doing!

I have had several bfs but where are they now, I am decadent, I am negative, I have brought me food when I needed it, and the one who accompanied me crazy and cried with me was actually a good friend like Monkey instead of someone I love.I am busy with my ideals and happiness, I pursue the love I want, even if I wait foolishly just to meet the person I love, but I have no time to go home and visit my parents.

Can the ideal love really be my only pursuit in life!Single care!

Diss just approached with an insulated lunch box, "Let's talk about taking pictures again!" He walked to his father's bed cabinet, and found a bowl in the drawer naturally and familiarly.

"What is it?"

"Oh, I wanted to bring you the braised pork ribs that your sister-in-law brought to my aunt." It turned out that Diss was married and normal. Woolen cloth.

Before I could tell my mother, she opened her mouth: "Then save it for your aunt to eat, and don't need to bring it over. How embarrassing."

"My daughter-in-law is a bit tough, as if she has no brains... My aunt is paralyzed, how can she eat ribs." Speaking of his daughter-in-law, Diss shook his head silly and smiled.

"My dad can only eat some liquid food," I continued.

Diss had already poured the braised pork ribs from the insulated lunch box into a bowl, "Then let's eat." Diss and my dad nodded, "Uncle, then you can only watch us eat."

When Diss and I were eating ribs, it happened that my uncle and his family came to visit my father, and my uncle and aunt were talking to my mother around my father's hospital bed.The four-year-old brother of my uncle's family can't be quiet for a minute, running around in the corridor, my mother asked me to take him out to play for a while, and don't disturb others by making noise in the hospital.I happened to go out and smoke a cigarette for some reason. People always stay in the hospital. In that kind of atmosphere, if you don't get sick, you will get sick.

Diss also followed. I handed him a new cigarette I bought as soon as I left the hospital. He hesitated for a while, maybe thinking my cigarette was too bad, but he took it anyway.

My little brother is very strange to me. He is four years old and I haven’t seen him a few times since he was born as an older brother. I hold his hand and he doesn’t want to hold him, and he won’t let me hold him.It was Diss who went out and threw the younger brother onto his shoulders and neck. Because Diss had no hair to grab, the younger brother could only ride quietly on Diss's neck, holding his head and not daring to move.

When I arrived at the fast food restaurant next to the hospital, I asked my brother, "Drink Coke?"

"Don't drink, drink that to swell your stomach."

I laughed, the kid knew a lot: "Then juice?"

"If you don't drink, it's easy to pee."

"French fries, squid rings?" I don't know the taste of my little brother, it's too difficult to serve.

The younger brother shook his head, and looked at the order board above his head just like me, he just looked at the picture because he couldn't read at all.

Diss whispered to me, "If you order it, he will eat it naturally. If you don't eat it, it must be a habit taught by adults. By the way, order a set meal with toys."

Sure enough, after ordering something, the younger brother took care of himself, stayed at the table obediently, and ate with gusto.

I found out that my little brother was no longer with us, and was even willing to sit on Diss's lap. I asked Diss, "Do you often take care of children too! You are quite good at dealing with children."

"I don't have a child, heh, didn't Qiang Zai tell you! I'm also G"