Mother Sheng recognized that he was Xiao Mao who was helping the orchard, and her face turned pale when she heard the words: "What?! Why did he drop his leg?!"
Sheng Chuan also stood up from his chair.
Xiao Mao said, "The road in Tianhei Mountain is slippery. Uncle Jiang He accidentally fell into the ditch when he was going down the mountain, and his leg was broken. Now he can't walk. I'm the only one on the mountain to watch at night, and I can't carry him."
Mother Sheng cursed "Old thing" in a low voice, hurriedly untied her apron and threw it on the desk, and followed Xiao Mao to the mountain. Sheng Chuan took a flashlight from the house and followed, while the three of them took advantage of the situation. After walking on the mountain road for half an hour in the dark of night, I saw Sheng Jianghe sitting on the big boulder.
He probably couldn't walk anymore, the scraps on his body were all grass leaves, he couldn't move one leg, and the blood at the knee was blurred. Obviously, the fall was unclear, and Mother Sheng wanted to hit him twice: "You old man Yes, it's getting dark and running up the mountain, now it's fine, why didn't you break your leg!"
When Father Sheng heard the words, he seemed to want to defend himself, but with a glance out of the corner of his eyes, he found that Sheng Chuan was also following, and the words suddenly stuck in his throat, he tilted his head, frowning and reprimanded in a low voice: "Just rub some skin, What are you making a fuss about!"
After speaking, I didn't know where the strength came from, so I just stood up from the stone, but before I could stand up, I fell again, and Mother Sheng stomped her feet in a hurry: "Old man, don't move, hurry up and go to the clinic. , the broken leg is terrible!"
Father Sheng was about to speak when he heard the words, but saw Sheng Chuan suddenly squatted down in front of him. Although his back was not very broad, he also had a sense of reliability, and frowned indifferently and said, "Come up, I will carry you to the clinic. ."
Father Sheng didn't expect him to do this, so he was stunned on the spot, Xiao Mao urged, "Uncle Jiang He, why are you still not moving, hurry up, how can you fix the clinic when the clinic is closed."
Sheng's mother also said: "Hurry up, the injury can't be delayed."
When Father Sheng heard the words, he lay down on Sheng Chuan's back. His limbs were stiff, and he didn't know how to put it off. A pair of rough hands were covered with calluses and stained with mud. I held my breath and didn't dare to spit it out, as if this would reduce some weight.
Sheng Jianghe was tall and strong when he was young, and now his weight is naturally not light, but when this man with a stubborn temper all his life came up, Sheng Chuan could clearly feel that he was old, and his body was gradually hunched, avoiding his legs. The wound, got up and carried him down the mountain.
Xiaomao was lighting the road in front of him with a flashlight. The clinic was at the entrance of the village, and it was not too far away, but it was difficult to carry it all the way. On a cold night, Sheng Chuan was sweating all over, waiting for Sheng's father to carry him to the clinic. , the hair is wet.
The doctor hadn't slept yet, and when he heard the movement, he came out and was shocked: "Why did it fall like this, hurry up and put it on the chair."
In this village, the door is connected to the door, the household is connected to the household, and they all know each other, but Sheng Chuan has not come back for too long. He can't remember the appearance of some people, and he doesn't know if they have any relatives. He saw that the doctor was treating Sheng Jianghe's wounds. , turned around and walked to the doorstep to sit.
The moon is sparse, and the wind blows outside, and Sheng Chuan's back is slightly cool. He unconsciously touched the back of his neck, but he hears the doctor and Sheng Jianghe's voices faintly coming from the glass door of the clinic. .
"Old Sheng, is the guy at the door A Chuan?"
"Hey, yes..."
"Tsk tsk, such a talented person, no wonder you always praise him for his filial piety. I thought you were bragging, but today, I look at him, he is a good guy."
Father Sheng was obviously a little absent-minded. He just smiled honestly at the doctor's jokes. He always looked at the figure sitting outside the glass door unconsciously, and then unconsciously rubbed his trousers pockets. Under the light of the light, The old lines and ravines on his face are clear and distinct.
Mother Sheng came out at some unknown time. Seeing Sheng Chuan sitting on the stone steps without speaking, she sighed and sat beside him: "Why don't you go in and sit?"
Sheng Chuan was still not used to being in the same room with Sheng's father, so he shook his head and said, "It's cool outside."
Knowing her son Mo Ruomu, Sheng's mother knew that her son was uncomfortable. She pulled the small glass sliding door at the door of the clinic a little tighter. After a moment of silence, she suddenly whispered, "Don't blame your father..."
Even though she was old, Mother Sheng was still pretty, and she could vaguely see the handsomeness of her youth. She clenched a fist with her right hand, lightly hammered her calf, and sighed, "He's a man, I don't know a few big characters, book I haven't read it for a few days, so I can understand the big truth, Chuanzi, you look soft-tempered, but Mom knows that you are actually as stubborn as your father..."
"In the past few years, he has been stubborn and refused to bow his head, but he regretted it in his heart. He once got drunk and said that he had done such a stupid thing in his life, which not only broke your way out, You are also forced to refuse to go home. You said that as long as the two of you are the first to bow their heads, why bother to see each other for a few years..."
"Your father is illiterate, how do you know the benefits and importance of studying? You can't tell him if the elm head is broken. At that time, your grandmother was ill again, and the whole family had so much money. When you study, you will be hollowed out all of a sudden, if there is an accident, what can you do?"
What Sheng's mother said was the truth. Some Shengchuan knew it, and some Shengchuan didn't know. He closed his eyes and didn't say a word. He didn't know what he was thinking. Compare this to him again, he has been running into the mountains every day recently, not because he doesn't want to see you, but because he is afraid that you will be annoying when he sees him, and if he falls again, he really won't have a few years to live."
Sheng Chuan opened his eyes and looked at the night in the distance without saying a word. He remembered that Sheng's father, although he had a bad temper and liked to use rattan to pump people, was also kind to him. One year, a flood in the village flooded the bridge. , There was no way to go to school, so Father Sheng carried him on his shoulders every day, wading in the water to send him to the school, his feet were soaked.
How did they get to where they are today...
It didn't take long for Sheng Jianghe's wound to be healed. A thick ring of gauze was wrapped around his leg. Fortunately, the bones were not broken. Sheng's mother took the medicine and helped him out: "Old man, I'll see if you will go to the hospital in the future. Run up the mountain!"
Father Sheng stared and scolded in a low voice: "Look at what nonsense you are talking about, your hair is long, your knowledge is short, and the trees are all on the mountain. Can I do it if I don't take care of it?!"
He didn't seem to want Sheng Chuan to carry his back, leaning on Sheng's mother's shoulders, deliberately speeding up, and limping to the front, Sheng's mother repeatedly said, "Slow down, slow down."
Sheng Chuan followed behind, illuminating them with a flashlight, a beam of light and shadow cut through the darkness, illuminating the surrounding trees and grasses indistinctly, and went home with a deep foot and a shallow foot.
Sheng's mother helped Sheng's father to sit on the chair by the door: "I'll go to the kitchen to order some noodles, and it will be a late-night snack. You must be tired after running up the mountain for so long. Hurry up and sit down and rest."
Father Sheng's legs hurt so much that he can't sit still. He touched the pipe in his pocket and seemed to want to take two puffs slowly, but he couldn't find the fire. He was searching around, and suddenly there was a lighter in front of him.
Sheng Chuan moved the bench and sat beside him at some point, holding a lighter with a red plastic case between his fingertips, and handed it to him: "Use this."
Father Sheng looked at him subconsciously when he heard the words, his lips were squirming, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it. In the end, he hurriedly took the lighter, and he felt a little flattered.
The shredded tobacco was lit, and white smoke appeared in a short while. The smell of this kind of smoke is very spicy, and ordinary people are not used to smoking it.
Sheng Jianghe was smoking a cigarette, almost finished smoking a pipe. For the first time in his life, he didn't taste any flavor. Finally, he lowered his head and knocked the ash on the steps, making a muffled sound.
Sheng Chuan took this scene into his eyes, and after a while, he suddenly asked, "Where did the money for our house come from?"
It was the first time he spoke to the other party so calmly after many years.
Father Sheng was stunned for a moment: "What?"
Sheng Chuan repeated it again: "Where did the money for our house come from?"
Father Sheng seemed a little confused when he heard the words, his rough and dark hands rubbed his knees unconsciously: "Didn't you send it back from business with others?"
Sheng Chuan finally felt that something was wrong. The last time Sheng's father went to the city to look for him was the same. It was business inside and out, but he was so upset at first that he didn't plan to pay attention: "Who the hell did you hear that I was doing it outside? business?"
Sheng's father faintly noticed that his tone was not right, and he seemed a little nervous. He didn't know what he said just now: "Your friend said that when you ran away from home that year, your mother was worried, and she just urged me to go into the city to look for it. You went, and I went later, but I didn't find you, I met your friend, and he said that you were doing business in partnership."
Sheng Chuan didn’t have much money in his pocket at the time, so he took a relative’s car to go to the city. Later, relatives introduced him to a job. He worked in a factory for a few days for a short period of time, and some friends still had contact. Sheng’s father had a stubborn temper. , he refused to look for him at a gamble, and after seven or eight months, he really couldn't stand the soft and hard bubbles of Sheng's mother, and then he entered the city.
He first found the relative who brought Shengchuan into the city, and he inquired along the way. He found out that he resigned after working as a deliveryman in the factory for half a month. A familiar worker said that he once saw Shengchuan coming out of a luxury residential area, as if he lived there. , Sheng Jianghe looked for it.
That area is a wealthy area, Sheng Jianghe doesn't know much, because he didn't even go in, and was stopped by the security directly, so he chose the most stupid way, squatting at the door every day and waiting, with a photo of Shengchuan , ask everyone, eat steamed buns and pickles when you are hungry, and find the cheapest hotel to stay.
Sheng Jianghe didn't expect things in the city to be so expensive. It would cost 100 or 200 yuan to stay casually for one night, and the 1,000 yuan in his pocket would soon be gone. He remembered it very clearly. It was a sweltering heat. When he was squatting under a tree outside and waiting, everyone was about to faint from the sun. Later, he saw a black car driving out from the inside, so he cheered up and asked.
He has done this many times, but no one pays any attention to him at all. The other party will only speed up and leave, or he will scold him as a madman. This time is no exception. Sheng Jianghe had a heat stroke, and he fell to the ground without standing still, and he didn't get up for a long time.
The car had driven some distance, but for some reason, it backed up again.