Catch a fat bear as a slave

"dad!"

"What sin did I do in my previous life to punish me like this? Why do you let my baby suffer so much? God, you have to be discerning, just take my old bones away, my baby is still young! "Speaking, hugging Pingyuan tightly, crying.

I walked over and softly called "Uncle!" and handed him a roll of paper.

He stood up, looked at me in a trance, and the corners of his mouth moved. "Are you Xiong?" "I'm Xiong, uncle." "Slap" slapped my face, and there were stars in my eyes, and a stream of heat came out of my nose.

"Dad, don't hit him, don't!"

"If it wasn't for you, Pingyuan wouldn't come to Guangdong again; if it wasn't for you, my son wouldn't be where he is today, it's all because of you, you bastard who seduced my son, why don't you I'm going!" He pushed me away as he said.

"Uncle!" I insisted, plopping my knees to my knees. "Get lost, don't call me uncle!" The old man looked at me with blood-red eyes. "Uncle, you can beat me or scold me, but Pingyuan is because of my injury, so let me stay and take care of him, and it can be regarded as making up for what I owe him. I kowtow to you!" Knock on the ground. "I just ask you, old man, to tell me to stay and take care of Pingyuan. After Pingyuan is discharged from the hospital, I will never see him again in my life!" His father didn't make a sound.I continued to knock, and the blood slowly seeped out, flowed down my cheeks, and dripped into my mouth. "A Xiong!" Ping Yuan wanted to get up, but fell off the bed.I hurried over with his dad.I went to help Pingyuan, and Pingyuan put his head on my head and burst into tears.

"Dad, it's my fault. It has nothing to do with Xiong. I hurt myself. I like Xiong. I asked him to stay with me. Don't blame him. If it weren't for Xiong, I'm afraid you Come here today, I can only collect your child's body." "You—!" Pingyuan's father stretched out his hand to hit Pingyuan, but it landed in mid-air and then hung down.Seeing the two of us crying together, he stared at the ceiling and sighed: God, teach me what to do!What to do!After speaking, the old man burst into tears and was extremely sad.

In the ward, there was only the sound of weeping.

"Uncle, take a rest first, I've been on the train all night, and I'm here."

His dad ignored me.

The door opened suddenly, and I went to open it.The contractor and several leaders on the construction site came, holding different things in their hands.

"Uncle, if you want to drive more, no one wants such a thing to happen. When it happens, we can only think about what else we can do to remedy it."

Pingyuan's father frowned tightly, smoking a dull cigarette without saying a word.

The contractor came over and said to Pingyuan's father: Uncle, on behalf of the construction team, I will accompany you old man.Said together and bowed.The contractor took out a dozen of money from his wallet, put it on the table, and said, "Uncle, I know it's not easy for you. This is a little bit of kindness from all of us. You should accept it first. The rest of the hospitalization and operation fees will be paid to you." Compensation fees, we will not make it difficult for you as an old man.

Pingyuan's father remained silent, puffing on his cigarette, staring blankly at the window, the corners of his mouth moved.

They took turns to look at Pingyuan and then came over and said, "Old man, take care, let's take some time to come and look at Pingyuan." After speaking, they left one by one.

Pingyuan's father didn't drive me away, so I stayed.

Every day we got injections, changed medicines, delivered meals, fetched water, and helped Pingyuan relieve himself. The two of us alternated, but we never said a word.

Looking at the silent old man, my beloved wife had just undergone surgery, and my son was facing such a blow. I didn't know how to comfort him, and I didn't dare to talk to him. I just felt very guilty and very sad.Originally, I thought that one day I would go back to their Gansu Province and be able to call him Dad, but I might not be able to call him Dad for the rest of my life.

The old man finally couldn't hold on one day and fell ill, after all, he was getting old.

I ran up and down alone to settle Pingyuan, and told the nurse, I brought a pot of boiling water to see my uncle.

There were no other patients in the ward, and he was lying on the bed alone, with his back to the door, crying secretly, like a wounded child.I stood quietly at the door, not daring to go in.I don't know when he turned over, wiped away his tears, and said: "Let's leave the kettle at the door."He finally spoke to me and I backed away with tears in my eyes.