bucket list

When Zong Chi came to the hospital, grandma was sleeping again, and the number of times was lost.At first, Zong was hesitant because the timing of his visits was not right, and the time he stayed in the hospital was not as long as before, but thinking about it - when he came once or twice a week, he was almost always able to talk to his grandma.

When grandma opened her eyes and smiled, she was occasionally a little tired, but most of the time she looked in good spirits, especially her eyes that were still beautiful, and her silver hair was full of luster.Especially the moment he stepped into the door of the ward, the familiar smile instantly replaced the original expression on that face, and then deliberately raised his eyebrows, as if dissatisfied that he was late.

But when she fell asleep, those gray hairs were like cobwebs drained of blood, and the person in the large hospital gown was emaciated, covered with a tight quilt in summer, and the weight of the quilt seemed too heavy for her too thick.

Then Zong Chi suddenly realized that he couldn't remember the original expression on his grandma's face before he stepped into that door every time.

In fact, since grandpa passed away a few years ago, grandma's health has deteriorated day by day. She was hit hard and lost a lot of weight in two months.And Zong Chi himself seemed to have become very angry since then.

He couldn't say what he was angry about specifically, but there was always an nameless anger in his heart, and he didn't know if it was towards the people around him, himself, or fate.

He didn't understand at that time that everyone's way of mourning is different. Some people are sad and some are angry.

So when grandma was hospitalized for the first time, his inner self-protection mechanism immediately erected a high wall-he was too scared to even think about it.He was trying to calm himself down every day, causing him to ignore for a while what the long illness meant to this old man.At the same time, this long and dull process was eating away at him every minute.

Zong Chi stood at the end of the bed for a while. Grandma was still awake, but the noise of the quarrel in the next ward was getting louder.

"I'm in charge of this matter, no one can say anything!"

"Dad, there must be a reason. We can't accept you saying that suddenly."

"You don't need to accept it, I have already decided on this matter!"

Zong Chi closed the door of the ward so as not to disturb grandma's sleep.Although he didn't want to eavesdrop on other people's housework, everyone in the family was too neutral when they spoke. While Zong Chi was answering messages on his mobile phone, the content of the quarrel slipped into his ears verbatim.

The old man who was hospitalized and his children obviously had a dispute over the issue of inheritance. Zong Chi thought at first that it was the old almanac with uneven children, especially since the main inheritance was an old house outside the first ring road of the old man—a similar problem happened to happen. Zong Chi's own relatives are also having conflicts recently.

Zong Chi listened to a few more words, and it seemed that the uncle's son and daughter basically never came to see him, and they didn't even fulfill their obligation to support him for several years before he was hospitalized. Fortunately, the uncle and aunt's own retirement salary is still enough.When I found out that the most valuable thing in the house was this house—although the grandpa and aunt had worked hard for decades to buy it, but it was going to be adopted to an outsider, the son and daughter were immediately blown away.

Um?Why does this content sound familiar, as if...

Zong Chi's gaze instantly lifted from the phone screen, he opened the door and stood in the corridor, closing the door gently behind him.

"How can you give your house to an outsider!"

"Outsider? Just one outsider, the time to take care of me is more than the sum of all of you in the past few years!"

"Dad, are you confused? If they don't take care of you, that's the nurse's job! Of all the doctors and nurses in the hospital, which one takes care of you not because I spent money?"

"You spent money? You mean that I didn't do my best for my father's illness? Do you think who ran around to deal with the matter of the attending doctor before? You, a piece of trash, can take care of it?"

"I'm trash, I can earn 80 a year even if I'm trash, what about you and your worthless husband? I heard that their work unit is going to be restructured, why, I guess they have to retire early, this next month will be 3000 yuan It's gone too."

"You have money, if you have money, don't come to grab this house."

Zong Chi could no longer listen, and the old man finally roared, "Enough!"

"What does it look like! Is that how I taught you two! The whole family never sees each other once a year, and now they are arguing like this over a house. Let me tell you two, I will give away this house and donate it. It's all about me!"

"Whatever you want! Something's wrong!" A man in his thirties pushed open the door vigorously, strode away from Zong Chi angrily.

Zong Chi looked behind the half-closed door, and saw another daughter in her early forties standing beside the old man's bed. Seeing her younger brother take the door and leave, she also slowed down her voice, and persuaded him nicely: "Dad, Don't be angry with him, don't get angry with your body."

"There's nothing to be angry about. Anyway, it's not cancer, and I don't have many days to live. I'm so angry. You just snatched up all my inheritance, and I can't control it anymore."

The more Zong Chi heard it, the more uncomfortable he became - not to blame him for being overwhelmed, it's just that this set of arguments is exactly the same as when grandma insisted on giving the shares to "Che Che" a few days ago.

Zong Chi didn't want to listen anymore, but his calf was heavy and he couldn't move half a step away.

"Dad! What are you talking about?" the daughter said, "No matter what, you are losing your temper, but if you want to leave our family's property to some inexplicable person, I will never promise!"

She paused, and then added: "If Mom knew about it, she wouldn't agree..."

It's okay if you don't say anything, but as soon as the words came out, the old man interrupted her immediately: "You still have the face to mention your mother! Get out!"

The movement in this room finally attracted the family members from the next room, and the person just said a reminder: "Please keep quiet." The daughter had already grabbed the handbag, pushed him away, and angrily slammed the door and left.

She didn't take a few steps, and the old man who was still sounding like a bell just now started coughing frantically, maybe he hurt his lungs when he roared.His face flushed from coughing, and his own daughter could obviously hear her, but she kept on walking, and the sound of footsteps disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Zong Chi turned around slightly, but he still cared unavoidably, and turned his head to look at the opposite ward.After the visitor left, he could just see the hospital bed through the crack of the door from his angle. An old man sat on the bed with his back bowed, coughing intermittently. He looked much thinner and haggard than he had imagined from the sound.

Look no further.

Zong Chi turned around twice and opened the door of the ward, only to see an unexpected but reasonable person walking into the opposite ward.Jian Changche supported the uncle's arm with one hand, patted his back with the other, and complained: "Uncle Sun, are you feeling better today... Ah! Why are you coughing up blood again? Did you secretly smoke! I told you... if you do this again, I will..."

The words behind could not be heard clearly, almost subconsciously, Zong Chi took two steps back, and hastily closed the door behind him.

Nor did he know what he was afraid to see or hear.

Coincidentally, he said firmly in his heart.

What grandma said about the will before was obviously a joke, and this uncle must have other plans.

They are patients in the hospital, and Jian Changche should take care of them.

If he is really such a person, why does he have to work so hard, ride a small electric donkey, live in such an old house, and not let him open a room in a hotel to save him money.

No, maybe that was part of the plan too - because he jumped out and thwarted Grandma's plan, so...

No, no, no.

Not everyone in this world is plotting against you, Zong Chi said to himself in his mind, not everyone is out to get something from you.

But almost uncontrollably, from the bottom of his heart, there was a tiny but poisonous disappointment, which slowly stretched out its tentacles, testing his heart.