"Mom, why did my uncle come so suddenly?" Wang Shouren held the telegram in his hand, his eyes full of disbelief.
Qian Shulan rubbed her face, "Your uncle fell ill so suddenly that no one expected it. He was so healthy before and just collapsed. The doctor said he was terminally ill and asked his family to prepare for his funeral."
So this longevity pill actually has disadvantages. A person who looks healthy at ordinary times, once he falls, is completely exhausted, and there is no time to prepare for you. As soon as she received the telegram in the afternoon, she wanted to take the train back, but the earliest train was tomorrow afternoon. She was waiting anxiously.
"Mom, I don't think my uncle has suffered much. He is much better off than my uncle and aunt." Wang Shouren was also in a very sad mood. Seeing his mother so sad, he tried to persuade her.
At the end of last year, Xu Cuilan and Wang Liwei had passed away one after another. Before they passed away, they had suffered a lot. During that time, Wang Shouquan was so thin that he looked like a bag of bones.
Even Liu Yueqin and Wang Lide were said to have a major illness every three days and a minor illness every two days. As people age, the roots of illness from their youth seem to have all erupted, which is really painful.
Wang Shouren comforted his mother for a while, and then realized that there was no time to waste. "Mom, I'll go tell my third brother that we should buy train tickets to go back home tomorrow morning."
Their uncle was seriously ill, so they had to go back to see him. This was a matter of favoritism, so Wang Shouren made a prompt decision and stood up.
Qian Shulan nodded, "You should hand over the work at hand. Your wife, the third brother's wife, the fourth brother and his wife, Zhengjun and his wife, Xiaoliu and his wife, Zhuzi and his wife, and Xiaomin all have to go back."
After talking for a while, I realized that there were quite a lot of people here.
She also stood up and glanced at the sky outside the window. It was already pitch black. "You go inform Lao San, and I'll go inform Zheng Jun."
Wang Shouren stood up and stopped her. "Mom, no need. It's dark outside. It's not safe for you to walk at night at your age. Let me and the third brother go and notify them."
Xiaomin and Xiaoliu's families have phone calls, so the only people who need to be notified are the third brother, Zhengjun and Zhuzi.
"I'll go tell the third brother, and the child's mother will tell Zhengjun. Let the third brother's wife go to Zhuzi's place." He thought for a moment and added, "We also have to call Guangzhou, and Xiaowu has to go back as well."
Seeing that he had arranged everything in an orderly manner, Qian Shulan no longer insisted.
After the people left, Qian Shulan looked down at the telegram in her hand, feeling upset.
People's feelings are developed through interaction. When she first came here, she met Qian Weihan and got along very well with him. He also took good care of her as his younger sister and always thought of her when he had something good.
But she didn't expect that he would suddenly leave before her. Her eyes were sore and painful.
His departure is forever, not just for a moment, but forever.
She lay in bed, thinking about the past scenes, but couldn't fall asleep.
It was around three o'clock in the morning when she finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a deep sleep.
She slept until noon. The others woke up early in the morning, but since the light in her room had been on all night, they didn't wake her up. Instead, they went about their own business.
After Qian Shulan washed up, the others came back one after another.
Sun Daqin and Zhengjun each carried a sack in. Sun Daqin was sweating profusely from exhaustion, and one could imagine how heavy the contents of the sack were.
Qian Shulan looked at them and asked, "What are you carrying?"
Sun Daqin wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "I finally made the trip back home, so I brought some rare things to my relatives and friends. I also bought some precious medicinal herbs for my uncle, maybe they can be used."
As he said this, he took out a beautifully wrapped gift box from the sack. When he opened it, he saw a ginseng as thick as three fingers. It must be at least twenty years old, right
Although she knew it was useless, Qian Shulan still nodded with satisfaction, "Thank you for your thoughtfulness."
Sun Daqin carefully closed the box. She bought this medicine from a big pharmacy in Beijing and it was very expensive.
Others also came with their belongings, but because time was so urgent, they didn't take much.
Wang Shouren took out a stack of tickets from his bag and handed one to each person. "The train is at 2pm, and there's still an hour left. Let's have a quick bite and then set off."
Sun Daqin, Li Chunhua and Zhou Xuemei quickly took out the food they had prepared this morning from the kitchen.
The hanging pancake, a plate of shredded pork with bean sprouts, a plate of shredded potatoes, a plate of water spinach, and eight-treasure porridge, everyone was satisfied.
After a simple meal, everyone carried their bags and got on the tractor.
The driver is an employee of a moving company. After dropping off the passengers, he has to go back to work.
After taking a train for a day and a night, the group finally arrived in Liuguan County.
The women were asked to look after the bags at the train station while Qian Shulan and the men rushed to the county hospital, only to learn that Qian Weihan had been discharged in the morning.
Not seeing anyone, they hired a tractor as soon as they left the hospital, went back to the train station to pick up the people and their luggage, and then started heading towards Wangjia Village.
When the driver heard that they were from Beijing, he kept asking about the situation in Beijing, but none of them were in the mood to deal with him.
Occasionally Wang Shouli would agree with them in a good-tempered manner, but the driver, seeing how exhausted they all looked, could only suppress his curiosity.
After waiting in Wangjia Village, Qian Shulan handed her luggage to Sun Daqin and went directly to Qian's house.
Several of her sons accompanied her and walked with her to Qian's house. When they met villagers on the way, everyone looked at her curiously and greeted her.
In recent years, many people of similar age to Qian Shulan have passed away. Those who greet her are older than her and use more respect in their words.
Because they were anxious to see Qian Weihan, they just said hello and continued walking forward. Soon they arrived. There were quite a few people gathered in the main hall of the Qian family. Zhang Zhaodi entertained everyone with a worried look on her face.
He glanced outside from time to time, as if he was worried about something.
A woman who was close to Zhang Zhaodi knew what she was looking at and sighed, "Don't worry. Third Aunt has such a good relationship with your husband. She will definitely rush back as soon as she receives the telegram."
Zhang Zhaodi sighed. Of course she knew, but her husband was just hanging on for dear life. If he couldn't breathe, she wouldn't even be able to see him for the last time.
"Little sister, you're here!" Zhang Zhaodi heard the noise in the yard, looked outside in the direction of everyone's gaze, and immediately stepped forward excitedly.
Qian Shulan strode forward, took her hand, and immediately choked up, "Sister-in-law, how is my brother?"
Zhang Zhaodi couldn't help but have red eyes again. She shook her head in embarrassment and pulled her into the house. "Your elder brother is waiting for you."
As soon as Qian Shulan entered the room, she saw Qian Minghua and Qian Minglin, one sitting on the kang and the other sitting on a stool, talking to Qian Weihan.
Qian Weihan was now speaking very slowly, with his eyes half closed, "Minghua, you have to be well."
Qian Minghua held his hand, tears almost welling up in her eyes, "Dad, don't worry, I will take good care of myself."
Qian Shulan walked forward. Qian Minghua turned around and saw the person coming. He looked at his father in surprise and said, "Dad, my aunt is back." Then he gave up his seat to Qian Shulan.
Qian Shulan did not refuse. She sat on the edge of the kang, holding Qian Weihan's hands that were as hard as old tree bark. Her voice trembled with obvious fear, "Brother, I'm back."
Qian Weihan had a pillow behind him, so his eyes were slightly raised. He carefully examined her face and nodded imperceptibly, "It's really my youngest sister."
Qian Shulan burst into tears and asked softly, "Brother, are you okay?"
Qian Weihan seemed to have regained all his energy, and his hands gained some strength. "Little sister, I finally got to see you for the last time. I'm going to see my parents soon. Second brother and eldest sister, do you have anything you want me to say to them?"
Qian Shulan closed her eyes, her face full of bitterness, "Brother, please don't say that."
With tears in her eyes, she couldn't see his expression, but she could clearly feel that the hand he was holding was losing strength. She shrank in her heart and wiped away her tears with the back of her hand. She looked up and saw that Qian Weihan had closed his eyes without knowing when. She panicked and trembled in her voice, "Brother?"
She called out several times but no one responded, and the others also stared at the person on the bed.
Qian Minglin stretched out his finger and gently probed under his father's nose. Without any movement, he immediately roared like a beast, "Dad!"
Everyone in the room screamed miserably. Qian Shulan's eyes went dark and she fainted.
Qian Minghua and Wang Shouren behind him quickly caught the person.
Even Qian Shulan herself did not expect that this would be her final day.
When illness strikes, it is like a mountain falling, which is not an empty statement. After she attended Qian Weihan's funeral and watched him being buried, she could no longer stand up.
When she woke up, except for Xiao Min who stayed by the bed to take care of her, everyone else seemed to be gone.
It was pitch black outside the county hospital, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.
Old Wang's family, his son, daughter-in-law, daughter, son-in-law, grandson and granddaughter all stood in an empty space on the right side of the yard and began to discuss their mother's illness.
Wang Shouren punched the wall, his eyes reddened. "The doctors in the county are all quacks. Let's send mom to a big hospital in the provincial capital. She will be fine. Mom has always been in good health. How could she collapse so quickly? I don't believe it!"
When his mother collapsed, they immediately sent her to the hospital. After hearing the doctor's diagnosis, he refused to accept the reality. A few days ago, his mother was still able to ride a bicycle and told him that she would go to Beihai Park for fun next spring. How could she not even be able to get out of bed
Sun Daqin knew that he was not feeling well, and she also felt that it was too sudden. She was still confused and panicked. "Yes, if the big hospital in the provincial capital can't help, we can go to Beijing. Mr. Yuan knows a doctor at the military district hospital, and Mr. Xie is also the honorary dean of the Chinese medicine hospital. Let them help find a doctor to check."
Wang Shouyi and Wang Shouli also nodded in agreement, "Then I will go and hire a car now."
As soon as they turned around, they saw Xiao Min coming out of the hospital. Her eyes were swollen. It was obvious that she had cried many times. Her voice was a little hoarse. "Dad, Third Uncle, Fourth Uncle, Fifth Uncle, Sixth Uncle, Grandma is calling you."
Several people looked at each other, and those who had cried quickly wiped their faces, trying not to let their mother see.
When they arrived at the ward, Wang Shouren changed his previous ferocious look, sat on the stool beside the bed, took her hand, smiled slightly, and said softly, "Mom, how are you?"
Qian Shulan glanced at everyone's face. Everyone's eyes were red, obviously they had been crying.
She did not expose them. She held Wang Shouren's hand and reached out to her sons and daughters.
Wang Shouyi, Wang Shouli, Wang Shouzhi, Deng Xingming, Wang Danzhi, Wang Danna and Deng Yunping all came over.
Qian Shulan shook hands with each of them, and her children all knelt beside her bed, tears streaming down their faces.
Qian Shulan pointed at her shoulder bag and said weakly, "Inside is a letter left by mother. When mother is gone, you will divide the inheritance according to what is written in this letter. You must remember that mother hopes that you can stand up straight and be upright people all your life, and never become bad. Otherwise, you are not my children."
Several children nodded heavily with tears in their eyes.
Wang Shouren wiped his tears. He had never seen his mother like this before. He coaxed her gently, "Mom, I'd better send you to a big hospital in the provincial capital. Your health is fine. You still have the money to spend. We can earn it ourselves."
Qian Shulan waved her hands feebly, "No need, I know my own body. I'm already at the end of my rope, I don't want to go through this anymore."
Qian Shulan's complexion is very bad now, and her complexion is as white as snow, like a Japanese geisha's with a layer of white paint. In fact, it is easy to understand, after all, she is 81 years old. At her age, a head full of white hair is normal. Her black hair does not seem so real.
This was also the fact that her children could not accept for a while, as she was gone so soon.
After just a few words, Qian Shulan seemed to have used up all her strength. She gasped for breath and said, "You guys go out and have a rest first. Xiaomin, stay with me for a while."
Everyone else looked at Xiao Min, signaling her to take good care of him. Xiao Min nodded slightly at them.
Wang Shouren patted Xiao Min on the shoulder and told her, "Take good care of your grandma. Remember to call daddy if anything happens."
"good!"
After everyone left, the ward returned to peace. Xiao Min sat on the chair by the bed, holding her grandmother's hand, and tears immediately fell.
Her tears flowed like a spring that could never stop flowing. "Grandma, can you please not leave? I can't bear to leave you."
Qian Shulan held her hand and didn't speak for a long time.
Xiao Min seemed to have thought of something, and eagerly grabbed her arm, but the force was very gentle, "Grandma, you must be a fairy, right? Just like the thing you gave me, only fairies have such a treasure. You won't die, right?"
Qian Shulan gave her a stiff smile and praised, "Xiao Min is so smart. Grandma is a fairy from heaven. She will come to find Xiao Min one day. You have to take good care of yourself, love yourself, and live happily. You have to be happy, do you understand?" Her hand gently stroked Xiao Min's face.
Yuan Huaibao was still on a mission and probably didn't receive the telegram. Qian Shulan didn't have time to see him for the last time, which was a bit regrettable.
Xiao Min held her hand and asked, "Grandma, when can I see you again?"
"We will definitely meet again if we are destined to. Xiaomin must remember to recognize grandma when the time comes." Qian Shulan sighed softly.
Xiao Min's eyes were filled with tears. "No, I will definitely recognize grandma at the first sight!"
Qian Shulan sighed softly and fell into a deep sleep.
When she woke up again, her family gathered around her bed and asked about her health. Her mental state was sometimes good and sometimes bad. She woke up very rarely and her mind was confused most of the time.
A day later, Qian Shulan passed away forever, accompanied by all her children, at the age of 81.