don't go near that tree

"Which intersection is it?" Wu Chun asked quickly.

"Just turn here, the intersection closest to us."

As soon as the other party finished speaking, Wu Chun ran away. He ran extremely fast. At first, there was only one person who could keep up with him, and gradually only he was left.

The sound of discussion gradually disappeared behind him, even so, Wu Chun still heard many details.

For example, the old man is wearing a dark blue and somewhat worn-out short-sleeve today, wearing a somewhat worn-out bean, and holding a shovel in his hand.

Wu Chun had an ominous premonition in his heart, and he tried hard to recall what his grandfather was wearing this morning.

Grandpa was wearing a dark brown short sleeve.

Probably not, Wu Chun comforted himself in his heart.

Grandpa should still think that he is in Shili Mountain now.

Grandpa probably didn't know that the project that Wu Chun had told him started today.

Wu Chun ran to the place that person said in one breath, there was indeed a pile of bricks piled up there, and the driver who kept moving bricks there should be the master driver, because Wu Chun had already seen the half-dried blood stains on his forehead.

Wu Chun ran over, rolled up his sleeves and started moving bricks.

When the driver saw someone coming, he said apologetically, "I have never walked such a difficult road. The two sides of this road are not the same height. There is a big pothole on one side of the road. I didn't handle it well. It just flipped over, I really didn't expect that there was an old man sitting on the side of the road."

Wu Chun didn't speak, and the speed of his hands accelerated a lot.

Faster, need to go faster.

Wu Chun desperately wanted to know who that old man was. At this moment, his mood was like a ship drifting randomly on the sea without direction.

The people behind also ran over one after another. It stands to reason that a cart of bricks cannot pull so many, but for some reason, the pile of bricks in front of him is like a mountain, and it cannot be moved no matter how much it is moved.

Everyone who came here moved for a while before seeing a dark blue shadow under the bricks.

"At this!"

I don't know who yelled, and everyone tried hard in that direction.

As the bricks were gradually removed, Wu Chun's hands trembled more and more. He couldn't even hold the bricks, and he was sweating profusely.

Time passed slowly, and when the brick that was pressing on the old man's face was removed, and the blood-stained but extremely familiar face appeared in front of Wu Chun, Wu Chun instantly leaned back.

Fortunately, the people behind him quickly supported him.

Wu Chun's hand was still pointing forward. When he saw the familiar face of his grandfather, Wu Chun felt like a bomb was detonated in an instant.

Wu Chun wanted to say to call an ambulance, but at that moment, his voice seemed to fail instantly, and he couldn't make a sound.

The tears seemed to be opened instantly, "Call...call...help...help...ambulance..."

Wu Chun's voice was hoarse, and it took a lot of effort to say a fairly complete sentence.

Someone in the crowd yelled, "I've already called, get the old man out first."

But someone also said, "The road here is so difficult to walk, such a pile of bricks hits the head directly, and the ambulance comes from the county. Even if it comes, is there still time?"

The road here is so difficult...

Suddenly, Wu Chun rushed over like crazy, desperately clearing away all the bricks around Grandpa.

Wu Chun's tears dripped onto Grandpa's face, and the tears merged with the blood on Grandpa's face.

"Grandpa, hold on, I'll take you to the hospital." Wu Chun said in a trembling voice.

The road here is difficult, and the hospital in the town is not good enough.

It is another very long journey to the county.

But save people!

"Grandpa, you have to hold on."

As Wu Chun spoke, the sound of crying in a low voice gradually amplified, and finally he cried out loudly.

It was only then that Wu Chun realized that crying was a later reaction when witnessing an accident with the person closest to him. At that moment, the person seemed to be frozen, completely losing the ability to think, like a rigid puppet, who had lost all understanding of the situation. All perceptions of the world.

"How about this, I'll drive the tractor here, it's unreliable to wait for the ambulance to arrive like this, let's go there on both sides."

Wu Chun could no longer tell who said the words, he looked gratefully towards the source of the voice, but tears had already blurred his vision.

The sound of the tractor gradually amplified in my ears.

Together, everyone carefully lifted grandpa onto the tractor.

Wu Chun was sitting next to his grandfather, the tractor was moving very fast, Wu Chun had to carefully support his grandfather.

As the car drove, Wu Chun kept begging, "Grandpa, hold on for a while, can you hold on for a while?"

The people lying on the car seemed to have heard what Wu Chun said, because Wu Chun felt the blood-stained hand he was holding so tightly shook him back.

Even if the strength is not great.

"Grandpa, can you hear me right?" Wu Chun was a little excited.

The driver also said, "Grandpa, hold on, we'll be there soon."

It's just too far away.

When the ambulance arrived after a long journey and met Wu Chun and the others, Grandpa had already lost his vital signs.

Wu Chun knelt in front of those doctors.

He doesn't believe it!

Obviously grandpa was holding his hand all the way.

How could there be no vital signs.

But no matter how much Wu Chun begged, the doctors still shook their heads and said, "My condolences."

condolences...

All the people who came along kept silent, their eyes seemed to be saying these two words to Wu Chun: mourning.

It turned out that the departure of life was so unexpected.

Wu Chun even felt like he was having a nightmare.

Nothing happened yet, and when I woke up, my grandfather was still feeding the chickens in the yard.

Suddenly, Wu Chun slapped himself.

It's not very painful, but you can still feel a slight pain.

There is no pain in the dream, so this is not a dream.

Grandpa was like this, defenseless, because of an accident, he lost his life.

Wu Chun didn't know how he spent the day.

During this day, he didn't respond to anyone talking to him. The village chief was by his side and comforted him for a long time, but his brain seemed to be unable to accept the news.

In Wu Chun's mind, scenes of getting along with his grandfather flashed through.

Wu Chun once told his grandfather that he wanted to build a big house and live with him for the rest of his life.Wu Chun also said that he wanted to build a road leading directly to the gate of the grandfather's house, and then build a small shed for the grandfather at the gate, and set up a small table, so that even in summer, the grandfather can still sit there and drink tea.

Wu Chun also said that when he has time someday, he will take his grandfather over this mountain to see the bigger world outside.

At that time, when the grandfather heard what Wu Chun said, he had a smile on his face, waved a cattail fan in his hand, and said happily, "Okay, okay, my family Chunchun is promising, and I want to enjoy the blessings." .”

But everything Wu Chun said was lost in the wind after all, and he was not given time to do it.

He is like a person who can only talk. When his grandfather left, what was left to him was still the dilapidated state in front of him.

Wu Chun began to blame himself.

Why didn't you tell yourself, why didn't you bring grandpa along.

How could I hide it from my grandfather.

How could grandpa not ask in advance.

Wu Chun even began to complain about why there is no good road here, and why it is so far away from the county hospital.

It's just that all the complaints seem to be powerless at present.

Grandpa left, in the midst of everyone's unpreparedness and Wu Chun's unfinished regret.

At this moment, grandpa was lying quietly in the coffin, and it was already dark. Wu Chun supported the last person and sent him away. He lay on the coffin, crying aloud, and kept saying "I'm sorry"

Sorry for his self righteousness.

Sorry for his cleverness.

After an unknown amount of time, Wu Chun heard a hurried voice.

"Wu Chun."

Wu Chun raised his head and followed the sound. He saw Xu Shiyao standing at the door in the dark night, looking at the scene in front of him, his hands trembling slightly.

Wu Chun seemed to have found a support in an instant. He cried and threw himself into Xu Shiyao's arms, and said loudly, "Xu Shiyao, I don't have a grandfather anymore."

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