To middle age

Talking with Zhou Ruoyun along the way, I am very confident about the future of me and Zhou Ruoyun, and I feel that no matter how difficult it is, I can overcome it.

After traveling around the riverside, I escorted Zhou Ruoyun back to the gate of the community, and then bid her farewell.

When I got home, I lay in bed, thinking about what happened at Zhou Ruoyun’s house today. Except for Liu’s words that made me a little unhappy, everything else was fine. After Zhou Ruoyun came home, she asked her mother and her grandmother for their opinions. , I came to the conclusion that I have a good impression of me for the time being, which makes me feel relieved.

Just when I was about to sleep, my phone rang.

Seeing the call, I frowned. This is my mom's phone number.

"Hey, mom!" I hurriedly answered the phone.

"Child, your dad is in the hospital, County People's Hospital!" My mother said hurriedly.

"Wh, what? What's the matter?" My face changed.

"I fell off the stairs while working." My mother continued.

"Aren't there workers to build the house? How can Dad work?" I frowned.

"Isn't it to save money? A small worker is 100 yuan. My dad and I have been doing small labor recently." My mother said bitterly.

"You, you!" I was out of breath.

I paid Zhao Daquan for building and decorating the house, and Wu Baogen was staring at it. I thought there would be nothing wrong with this, but I never thought that my parents would make small money by themselves in order to save some money. work.

"How is my dad?" I asked hurriedly.

"In the operating room, I haven't come out yet." My mother cried a little.

"Mom, don't worry, my dad will definitely be fine!" I hurriedly hung up the phone.

After thinking about it, I think I must go back to my hometown. Before that, I have to make sure whether my dad is in danger.

Thinking here, I rushed to call Wu Baogen.

"Hey, Chunxi!" Wu Baogen's voice came over the phone.

"Uncle Baogen, my mother said that my dad fell, what is going on?" I asked hurriedly.

"Hey, I'm afraid I broke my waist. I fell off the stairs on the third floor. I'm currently undergoing an operation." Wu Baogen sighed.

"Wh, what?" My face changed drastically.

"Chunxi, when will you come back, you will be up for it at home, and now your mother and I are in the hospital." Wu Baogen said.

"I'll be back soon, uncle Baogen, trouble you." I said.

"If you are a family, don't be polite. Drive slowly on the road." Wu Baogen reminded.

As soon as the phone hung up, I hurriedly took out my backpack and loaded some clothes, and rushed over to our county central hospital overnight.

Don't worry, I will let you enjoy the happiness. If something goes wrong, what's the use of making more money!?

Sometimes I hate myself very much. When I left home, I already told my parents that Zhao Daquan should do all the work, so that they must not work, and I gave my parents a photo. The bank card, the money in it is enough for them, but they actually do some small jobs to save money. If I leave home, I can remind my parents not to do it every day, will that be the result?

Does the old man have to save money and plan carefully, even if his son earns millions or tens of millions?Why are they unwilling to live a good life and must do something by themselves?

I sometimes don’t understand, but when I think of my mom’s appearance when working in the fields, my mom always wants to make as much money as possible to prove her value, and my dad doesn’t work because of his poor legs and feet. Why did you do it this time?

Now that I say this, it is too late to think about it. I can only bless my dad not to have an accident and the operation can be smooth.

Driving to the highway overnight, I kicked the accelerator and came to the county central hospital. It was already four in the morning.

As soon as I stopped the car, I called my mother.

In the inpatient hallway of the hospital, I saw my mother, who still had tears on her face.

"Son!" My mother ran over and hugged me tightly.

"How is my dad?" I asked hurriedly.

"The doctor said that the operation was a success. It was a waist operation, but in the future, your dad can no longer bend over and do tired work." My mother said hurriedly.

Hearing this, I exhaled heavily. Since the operation is successful, there is no risk of life.

"Mom, I told you, don't save money, why don't you listen?" I said.

"Child, this little job is 100 yuan. If I work with your dad a day, you can save 200 yuan, and you can save 6,000 yuan a month. Who knows that this will happen." My mother said hurriedly.

"Now my dad is going to suffer again, and he has to spend surgery fees, why is it not worthwhile?" I said helplessly.

"It won't happen in the future, it's mother's fault, and it won't happen in the future." My mother said hurriedly.

"It's okay for Dad to be fine now, Mom, take a good break, Dad's here I am staring." I said.

"Yeah." My mother nodded and agreed.

When I walked into the ward, I looked at my dad lying on the bed and felt a little distressed.

My dad had inconvenience in his legs and feet, and now he is still doing a small job. I am really sorry for him. It was a good thing to build a house at home. How can I think of this kind of moth?

Sitting by the hospital bed, I looked at my dad's dry lips, and quickly picked up a cotton swab, dipped it with some water, and applied it to his lips, hoping he could feel better.

It was dark and my dad was still asleep. He was obviously very tired. I think he should sleep more.

The small workers who build houses in the countryside don’t make much money, but they do all the hard work. I know this very well in such a hot day. How can my dad be able to afford it? Doesn't she know that my dad has inconvenience in his legs?

Of course, sometimes my dad and my mom quarrel about some family matters, and the reason for the quarrel is basically because my mom manages the farm work at home, and my dad hasn’t worked because of poor health, so my mom often Will complain, and this will cause quarrels.

At about 8 o'clock in the morning, my mother changed me to the ward and asked me to take a break now. After all, I drove all night and looked at my dad. My mother was afraid I was too tired.

When I walked out of the ward, I walked out facing the hospital door, planning to have some breakfast, and then I bought some breakfast for my mother to go to the ward, and then I would consider staying in a guest house, and I would sleep.

Walking out of the hospital gate, I happened to see Wu Baogen and Wu Xiulian.

"Brother Chunxi!"

"Huh, Chunxi?"

Chunxi is my nickname, and everyone in the village and I am used to it.

"Uncle Baogen, Xiulian, are you here too?" I hurriedly smiled.

"My mother said that your dad had just had an operation and was unable to eat. He made bone fan soup. This is easy to eat." Wu Xiulian carried a thermos barrel in her hand and got off the motorcycle.

"Chunxi, I have talked to your dad many times, but he just doesn't listen and wants to do it." Wu Baogen said.

"My dad doesn't work, he is not in good health." I said.

"Chunxi, your mother is a strong woman. She does everything in the family. She didn't need her to do small jobs. She even said that she was the owner to save money. How could Zhao Daquan refuse? After the sky was dry, it was pretty good. Some workers said that your mother was good. When outsiders said that your mother was good, your dad couldn't get through his face. He always felt that he didn't do anything and would be laughed at, so he did it. "Wu Baogen explained.