Delicacy

The car drove all the way, and none of the three people spoke.

The originally gray sky finally began to rain lightly. Qin Yuanmu looked at the hurried pedestrians outside the window, and suddenly had a very bad premonition. He looked into Wu Guangming's eyes in the rearview mirror and asked, "Uncle, what is my dad doing?" What's wrong?"

Wu Guangming and him in the mirror looked at each other, and quickly dodged his eyes and said, "It's nothing, you'll know when you go..."

Qin Yuanmu was not good at talking with elders, seeing Wu Guangming avoiding this topic on purpose, Qin Yuanmu didn't know whether he should continue to ask.His aunt turned to look at him: "Yuan Mu, how is school doing?"

"It's okay." The topic was turned too bluntly, and Qin Yuanmu's answer was weak.

It is still in the middle of the National Day holiday, and the traffic flow on the street is not as good as that on weekdays.With the road going unimpeded, Wu Guangming quickly brought Qin Yuanmu to the City's No. [-] Hospital.

When he walked into the hospital building, Qin Yuanmu's heart seemed to be pulled hard, and he stopped in place for no reason.The air is full of disinfectant and some kind of unpleasant smell, which is similar to the smell of death when people are dying.Qin Yuanmu's legs were a little weak, and he took Wu Guangming's arm in two small trots: "Uncle, tell me first, what's wrong with him..."

Wu Guangming turned his head slowly, and Qin Yuanmu froze when he saw his face, because Wu Guangming was crying.His eyes were swollen like walnuts. After wiping away his tears with his sleeves, he grabbed Qin Yuanmu's wrist and made a hoarse and low voice: "Let's go, it's inside..."

After entering a room, Qin Yuanmu found that almost all his relatives were present. Wu Fenfang was hugging and crying with his aunt. When she saw him, she stood up staggeringly and threw herself on him, screaming. crying.

Qin Yuanmu seemed to have been hit on the back of the head with a hammer, and his mind went blank.He hasn't seen such a gaffe mother for a long, long time. Although everything has been put on the table, Qin Yuanmu still can't believe his guess.

Until Wu Fenfang's cry broke his last luck.

"Yuan Mu...your father is gone!" Wu Fenfang cried and said, Qin Yuanmu hugged her tightly to prevent her from collapsing on the ground.

Qin Yuanmu showed no expression, as if he hadn't heard it.How could it be possible, two days ago he went out to the restaurant with Qin Dayong, there was no sign at all, how could he disappear?

But looking at the sad expressions on the faces of the people around him, it was impossible to fake it.

Qin Yuanmu sat down on the chair in a daze, no matter how much Wu Fenfang cried and shouted on him, he didn't say a word.Cries and comforting voices filled his ears, but his mind was still blank. He didn't believe it was true.How he wished someone would tell him suddenly that this was a joke and it wasn't true.

I don't know how long it took, like a moment, and like a lifetime, a doctor with a tired face walked in while taking off his mask.

Wu Fenfang seemed to have grasped the last straw, she stumbled and threw herself in front of the doctor and knelt down: "Doctor... Has my husband been rescued? Has he been rescued?"

A trace of resentment flashed in the doctor's eyes, and he pulled Wu Fenfang up from the ground: "We haven't given up on the rescue, you...you can go in with your family members to have a look."

Although Wu Fenfang was full of grief, she didn't lose her mind. Even though the doctor said she didn't give up, she asked him to take her son in for a look. What else could it mean?Wu Fenfang cried for a while, and pulled the expressionless Qin Yuanmu to follow the doctor's footsteps.

Walking into the ward, several doctors were still pressing the heart and lungs of the person on the bed, and it was Qin Dayong who was lying there.At this time, there was no trace of blood on his face, his whole face was covered with shadows, his body swayed with the doctor's pressure, but he didn't have a little bit of consciousness.

The picture in front of him gradually blurred, and Qin Yuanmu finally cried out.

The bits and pieces of getting along with Qin Dayong are often not warm, and even make people want to laugh.But these ordinary pictures frantically flashed in Qin Yuanmu's mind at this moment.Qin Dayong is uneducated, vulgar, and has a bad temper, but his love for him has always been deep, and he will find a shortcut for him to take the college entrance examination smartly, and will show off like a child because of his greetings, but this person will never be here again. Appeared in front of him.

I won't care about him anymore, won't love him anymore, and won't even scold him anymore.Death is like a lamp going out, there is a solution to everything, except death.Death seems to be a very distant topic for a high school student, but today, Qin Yuanmu saw his father's departure up close.

Perhaps Qin Yuanmu will never forget today's scene for the rest of his life.In the not-so-spacious emergency room, his father was lying motionless on the bed. Several doctors tried their best but failed to wake him up. His mother was crying heart-rendingly, and he had a panoramic view of all this.

In fact, Qin Dayong had lost his temper a long time ago, otherwise he wouldn't have called Qin Yuanmu over, saying that he was doing rescue work, but he was just looking forward to a one-in-a-billion miracle.But Qin Dayong is just a mortal, how can there be any miracles.

As the doctors stopped moving, the electrocardiogram finally became a straight line.

The doctor said softly to Wu Fenfang just now: "Girl, get up first. Usually, the rescue time for patients with sudden cerebral infarction is only ten minutes. We have been pressing for more than three hours. You... hey, you Be strong, the living cannot be dragged down by the dead."

Even if you are used to seeing life and death, you can't get used to this kind of intense grief.

Wu Guangming helped the doctor pull his sister up from the ground, forced a smile on his red and swollen eyes: "We know, thank you... We all saw the hard work of the doctors all morning, but this kind of thing... "As he spoke, he choked up again, making gestures of apology to the doctor again and again.

Qin Yuanmu has been leaning in the corner, staring intently at Qin Dayong's dark face.It wasn't until my family and several of Qin Dayong's peers walked in that Qin Yuanmu followed them to Qin Dayong's body like a puppet on a string, and dressed Qin Dayong silently.

It was only then that Qin Yuanmu knew that there was a big difference between a corpse and a living person. Qin Dayong seemed to be deliberately uncooperative, and it was difficult to twist his limbs. It took a long time for several people to put on his clothes.

Can you know what's so good about this kind of thing.Qin Yuanmu would rather not know this all his life.

The muscles of Qin Dayong's whole body were stiff, and it felt cold to the touch, as lifeless as a steamed bun overnight.Tears blurred Qin Yuanmu's eyes again, and he even wanted to yell and drive everyone away.In the end what happened?Out of nowhere, he was called to collect his father's body. He was full of sadness and anger, but he didn't know how to vent it.

A long time later, until Wu Fenfang's mood returned to normal, Qin Yuanmu didn't know why his father died.When Qin Yuanmu was painting at home the day before, he hadn't seen his parents. At that time, Qin Dayong's pancreatitis broke out, and Wu Fenfang took him to the hospital. He didn't tell Qin Yuanmu that he was worried.But early the next morning, when Qin Yuanmu arrived at the school, Qin Dayong's condition in the hospital suddenly deteriorated and he suffered a cerebral infarction.Although he was in the hospital, he still couldn't be rescued.Maybe it was because of smoking and drinking all the year round that ruined his body, Qin Dayong, who was less than 50 years old, left with regret.

That afternoon, the Qin family stored Qin Dayong's body in the hospital's freezer. As Qin Dayong's closest relatives, Wu Fenfang and Qin Yuanmu, one just wiped his tears, and the other just hid in a corner in a daze. The arrangement fell on the shoulders of Wu Guangming and his relatives.

But no one would blame the mother and son. Who could prepare for Qin Dayong's funeral as if nothing had happened?Looking at the light rain in the sky, Qin Yuanmu suddenly felt that this world was extremely unreal.

Maybe his father didn't die, maybe he got rich suddenly and wanted to get rid of their mother and son, so he played such a fake death.Maybe, the world is so big, it's not uncommon to have someone who looks like his father.

One afternoon, neither Qin Yuanmu nor Wu Fenfang had a drop of water. Wu Guangming couldn't stand it anymore, so he dragged them to a nearby restaurant for something to eat.

To be honest, Qin Yuanmu didn't like these relatives very much. When their family was poor in the early years, these relatives never helped them. Later, when they had money, many people came to borrow money.Although they all paid back, Qin Yuanmu still disliked them. Their family survived the hard times, so why couldn't the relatives survive by themselves?

But today, without these relatives, he and Wu Fenfang would not even be able to lift Qin Dayong's body.It can only be said that there is no pure right and wrong, black and white, and one cannot simply say whether a person is good or bad.Qin Yuanmu suddenly thought, after his death, will so many people come to help?

In the afternoon, many people came one after another, some Qin Yuanmu knew, and some were strangers.These are friends of Qin Dayong or Wu Fenfang, who came to express their condolences after getting the news.Qin Yuanmu followed Wu Fangfang and kowtowed to them a few times, making them dizzy, but still obedient.He knew that those who came here at the first time were close friends of his parents, and there was no other way to express his gratitude except kowtow.

Perhaps Wu Fenfang gradually became numb after hearing too much comfort.In fact, the reality is so cruel, she can't leave her son behind her husband, can she?The day should be passed slowly.Not only Qin Yuanmu, but even Wu Fenfang seemed to have grown a lot.

In the end, she herself is a woman who is used to hard times. Although she has lived a good life with Qin Dayong for a few years, when the family needs her to support her, this woman is absolutely unambiguous.

After calming down, Wu Fenfang contacted all the friends with her mobile phone, arranged for Qin Dayong's burial, and also contacted Qin Yuanmu's school to ask for a few more days off for him, and entrusted Wan Jiegao to help pay attention to the art exam.

Facing Wu Fenfang like this, Qin Yuanmu was a little surprised.In his opinion, his mother was a little too ruthless. Qin Dayong died in the morning, and she began to arrange for the burial in the afternoon, and cared about her son's exams along the way, isn't it too real?

What Qin Yuanmu didn't know was that Wu Fenfang was actually more sad than he imagined.

When Qin Dayong was in the hospital yesterday, he vaguely told her about the economic situation of the factory, which was very grim. It seemed that it was inevitable to sell the site, and selling the factory might not be enough to pay off the foreign debts.Wu Fenfang didn't complain about him. Since she lived a good life with Qin Dayong for several years, she would naturally pay back the money Qin Dayong owed.She didn't want to tell Qin Yuanmu about this, she just hoped that he could get into a university and find a job in a down-to-earth manner, and she could bear the burden of the family by herself.

That night, Qin Yuanmu didn't know how he got home.Wu Guangming was worried about his sister's accident, so he stayed with a few close relatives.And Qin Yuanmu, who hasn't slept with his parents since elementary school, finally made an exception today.

The mother and son were lying on the bed without saying a word, and there were rustling conversations in the living room, which added some popularity to the family.Wu Fenfang closed her eyes, but tears kept falling from her eyes onto the pillow.Qin Yuanmu saw it, but didn't know how to comfort him.

This kind of grief, nothing can smooth it except time.

In the dark, Qin Yuanmu took out his cell phone which he hadn't touched all day. There were more than a dozen unread messages, most of which were from Wang Ya.There was only one message from Lian Xiao, just three words: What's wrong?

After hesitating for a moment, Qin Yuanmu typed out a line with trembling hands and sent it.

Lian Xiao, my dad is gone.

After saying these words, Qin Yuanmu suddenly had the urge to cry. After crying countless times during the day, his eyes were already dry and unbearable.After the mobile phone sent this message, it finally ran out of power and automatically shut down. Qin Yuanmu put the phone aside casually, stared at the dark ceiling, and began to think aimlessly.

In the darkness, there seemed to be a soul-absorbing monster hidden. He was clearly lying on the bed, but Qin Yuanmu felt that he was falling continuously, as if he was getting farther and farther away from this world.

The next day, Qin Yuanmu followed his aunt to a nearby market to buy candles, paper money and the like.It wasn't until this moment that Qin Yuanmu suddenly realized that Qin Dayong really wouldn't be coming back.

It rained all day yesterday, the road surface on the street is very wet, and there are still water in many potholes.My aunt held Qin Yuanmu's hand heavily, and walked forward slowly, as if she wanted to give Qin Yuanmu some strength.And Qin Yuanmu didn't let go, maybe he really needs someone to give him some support.

For several days in a row, Qin Yuanmu was so absent.New people came to visit the family every day, and it was even more lively than when Qin Dayong was alive, but Qin Yuanmu could no longer feel the popularity of the family on the night of Qin Dayong's death.Until he followed the hearse that pulled Qin Dayong's body to the crematorium, Qin Yuanmu remained numb.

Today is the day of Qin Dayong's cremation. After today, Qin Dayong's death will be over.But when the living family members will come out of the shadows, no one knows.

The chimney that is always emitting white smoke, the faint smell that never goes away, and the sound of crying that is always shrouded, this is the place of the funeral home, a place where people are always passing away.

After the condolences were over, Qin Yuanmu held Qin Dayong's portrait and waited in the hall, waiting for someone to inform them to go in and collect Qin Dayong's ashes.

The whole courtyard is full of people wearing white cloth strips, their faces are full of sadness.Qin Yuanmu felt that he was also quite cold-blooded. Qin Dayong had only been away for a few days, and he could stand here as if nothing had happened and wait for the ashes to be collected.

Gently turning the portrait over, Qin Yuanmu caressed Qin Dayong's smiling face.

Qin Dayong left suddenly, so he could only choose this photo as his portrait.Qin Dayong in the photo has a bright smile, and it can be seen from his eyebrows that he should have been a very energetic young man back then, just like Qin Yuanmu.It was only after looking at the photos that Qin Yuanmu realized that his father was still very young, so he left so suddenly?Qin Yuanmu felt like crying again.

Keeping the portrait in front of him, Qin Yuanmu sat down gently on the stone bench in the corridor.

He suddenly wanted to see Lian Xiao very much.These days, Qin Yuanmu doesn't feel alive at all, and sometimes feels inexplicably that this is a dream. He really wants to get away from here and take Lian Xiao into a small house without seeing anyone.

Perhaps because he was afraid that Qin Yuanmu would be provoked, Wu Guangming didn't call him when collecting the ashes, and he didn't even call Wu Fangfang, and helped collect the ashes of his brother-in-law himself.

There is a special place for family members to burn paper in the funeral parlor. Qin Yuanmu is holding the portrait, Wu Fenfang is holding the urn, and a group of people walk slowly to the place where the paper is burned.Putting the portrait of the urn in front of Qin Dayong's corresponding zodiac sign, Wu Fenfang and Qin Yuanmu kowtowed a few times.After Wu Guangming presided over the simple ceremony, Qin Yuanmu took out the prepared paper money, ingots and the like.

Qin Yuanmu suddenly remembered that when he was a child in his hometown, he had seen dead people a few times.At that time, relatives were crying around the coffin, and he, who was young and ignorant, laughed because of the exaggerated crying.Now Qin Yuanmu understands that this is really not something that can make people laugh.

The ashes of the paper money were slowly flying in the wind, and Qin Dayong's smile became even brighter amidst the flames, as if he had really received the money.

In the end, Qin Dayong's ashes were deposited in the funeral parlor, and the funeral was considered finished.

After returning to the peaceful home, Qin Yuanmu was lying in the bedroom weakly.He doesn't want to do anything now, he just wants to lie like this until the day he dies.

To be honest, Wu Fenfang also wanted to lie down like this, but the current situation at home did not allow her to be as willful as Qin Yuanmu.Qin Dayong left suddenly. The inheritance transfer and those debt issues required her to run around. After ordering takeaway for Qin Yuanmu, she made a phone call to Wu Guangming, and Wu Fenfang hurried out.

The sound of closing the door fell, and Qin Yuanmu was still lying there motionless.

Ever since the phone turned off automatically that day, Qin Yuanmu never cared about it.He really wanted to see what Lian Xiao would say when he heard the news, but he was too lazy to move, so he waited until now, when he had no expectations.

Qin Yuanmu even thought pessimistically, Qin Dayong is no longer here, who will he show for the college entrance examination?

After Wu Fenfang went out, she came to the teahouse she had made an appointment with Wu Guangming.Qin Dayong was dead, but after that, there were countless troubles that she needed to deal with, and she had to ask her brother for help, but Wu Guangming didn't mind.

After talking about the matter, Wu Guangming took a sip of tea to moisten his throat: "Sister, don't be too sad. Although things have reached this point, they will get better."

Wu Fenfang nodded wearily, and suddenly thought of something and said, "Guangming, please pay attention to me, it's best to...help me find a job."

In the past few years, she has been a wealthy wife for a few years, but now she is heavily in debt, and she has to work.

Wu Guangming didn't know the specific situation of his sister's family, and thought that Wu Fenfang was looking for something to do, so he readily agreed: "Okay, you can find something to keep yourself busy, and I'll help you look into it."