The conditions of the veteran cadres' wards should generally be said to be very good, and they are divided into two rooms, inside and outside. When Xu Tingsheng walked in behind Fang Yuqing, there were four people sitting outside, but they all lowered their heads in the same way, even if some raised their heads to glance at Xu Tingsheng, they quickly lowered their heads back.
It gave the impression that they were all ready to sigh at any moment, so that there was not even a spark in the sigh.
The current situation and atmosphere seem to be representative of the current state of the Fang family.
When the building was about to collapse, the second-generation boss of the Fang family was originally the only one who had the potential to be the backbone in terms of position and ability. Fang Yuqing's uncle had already entered right away.
The opponent's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick, and he struck decisively. Fang's family was like a snake before he was knocked seven inches away, and he was paralyzed into a ball. For the rest, everyone is at risk.
The only purpose of this trip was to meet the old man, even Fang Yuqing, who was walking in front, didn't stop to say hello to the elders in the family, so Xu Tingsheng naturally didn't bother to be polite first.
The two went straight into the room.
When Old Master Fang saw Xu Tingsheng, he kept silent and tapped on the edge of the bed with two fingers.
Fang Yuqing's father withdrew.
Knock again.
Fang Yuqing looked at the old man and pointed at himself.
The old man nodded slowly.
Fang Yuqing looked at Xu Tingsheng hesitantly, then backed out, and closed the door tightly.
Xu Tingsheng, an outsider, was left in the ward, and the old man in front of him was covered with various catheters and instruments, and his whole body was as dry as a piece of rotten dead wood.
The old man was ill, Xu Tingsheng knew this from the last time we met. But at that time, at least he was still energetic, and he could still see the momentum of having been in a high position for more than ten years in the bloody battlefield.
He looked tough then.
Speaking of the toughness of older people, some are physically tough, and some are hardcore and spiritual. At that time, Mr. Fang had only the latter, but he was so strong that he could use the latter to support the former.
In Fang Yuqing's words, in fact, with the old man's body, maybe three years ago, or earlier, he should have gone to the hospital for a consultation with a bunch of experts, but he is so hard at home, with traditional Chinese medicine conditioning, every year. When looking for the best condition, show up a few times regularly, and bluff people abruptly.
He is buying time for the Fang family until the oil runs out and the lamps dry up.
Xu Tingsheng imagined that he used to charge with a machine gun in one hand, and recalled the last time he met him, he walked like a dragon, his eyes were like a torch... Old man, now you only have a layer of dry and wrinkled dead skin hanging on your bones. Who can you fool
"Boy, what are you looking at?" the old man said slowly.
After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and pointed to the large tan spots on his arms, which are now all over his body, including his face.
"Are you looking at this? Don't think it's age spots, no, it's death spots..."
"Why, don't you believe it?"
Xu Tingsheng thought, "Oh, you're scaring me again, who are you scaring?"
"You have to believe it, because you haven't seen it. I've seen it. I've seen too many corpses that can't be buried after death. They are all over the mountains and plains, layer upon layer. When people die, they die, just like me."
Xu Tingsheng smiled helplessly, and said, "Okay, you're awesome."
"That's true," the old man said without humility, "Most people get corpse spots when they die, because they are going to rot. I am different. People like me can't die until they die... How long do I want to live?" how long."
Xu Tingsheng just quietly listened to the old man in front of him bragging to him like a gossamer, without saying a word, but if you ask him whether he believes it or not, he actually believes it. Some people's will is as strong as iron. .
It's just that such people often die very painfully.
"Actually, it hurts like hell. I've been shot before. It hurts worse than that. It doesn't hurt like this to shoot me a hundred times with a machine gun."
"Know."
"But the most difficult thing is actually not this. The most difficult thing is that I have lived for decades. At the end of my life, I can't even urinate. I use a tube every day. Even the old bird in the crotch has to be given to those yellow-haired girls. Those little nurses look at this one today and that one tomorrow.
Like a dead loach, let them play with it. It depends on when I was young, no, it was the same a few years ago, if they dare to do this, they are looking for 'death'. I have an overlord gun, I...
A few times I thought in my head, this mother can't be looked down upon by them, I have to stand up, let them know that grandpa was so powerful back then, and scare them to death.
pity… "
The old man babbled, as if he thought Xu Tingsheng was an old comrade in the trenches together, gossiping and bragging with a cigarette in the sound of guns and guns. Most of those people are dead now, and there are not many left. Two of them became enemies.
The words he said sounded like dirty words, witty words, or rascal words, but they were not. The old man was really complaining. He didn't tell his family, but he told Xu Tingsheng.
It is best for a general to die before the battle. Some people have been strong for a lifetime. The most unbearable is not sickness and death, but the state of being weak and incompetent and at the mercy of others.
Beauty with gray head, hero with old age, the same, are all desolate things in life.
In this case, Xu Tingsheng guessed that he was actually more willing to tell those two old comrades-in-arms who had become enemies now that he wanted to have a drink with them and reminisce about the past together. Back then, they nestled in the trenches together, chatting about what they missed each other, the little widow in Li village, the little girl in Zhang village...
When a man is young, isn't that the only thing? Especially a group of young men who don't know who will die tomorrow.
Xu Tingsheng didn't interrupt and just finished listening quietly.
Then said: "You don't have much strength, let's talk about business first."
The old man seemed to be a little excited suddenly, and said: "What's the business? What's there to say. My Fang family has helped you so much, but now that you are in trouble, you give me back a favor. It's just and right, you just do it. What's the matter? Want to claim credit? Or are you going to be ungrateful?"
Xu Tingsheng looked at him with the eyes of a rascal.
"At the end of my life, I entrust you with something." The old man changed his words resentfully, and said in a serious tone.
"Tell me first." Xu Tingsheng became more serious. After all, there is the word "dying" as a premise here, but he still didn't talk too much and didn't agree. He only said "you talk first", which is tantamount to leaving a way out.
"You married Fang Cheng, this is my last wish."
Xu Tingsheng stared dumbfounded at the calm old man in front of him. If it's fishing, the hook is too straight, and if it's a hole, I forget to cover it up anyway. What is the difference between marrying Fang Cheng at this time and jumping into a fire pit? !
The old man wanted to pull Xu Tingsheng into the water completely, share the same fate with the Fang family, and throw the life and death of the entire Fang family on his shoulders. Too bad. If he hadn't been covered with pipes, Xu Tingsheng would have rushed to fight him on the spot.
"Too, no, face." Xu Tingsheng said.
In fact, both of them knew very well that the old man wanted to pull Xu Tingsheng into the water completely, and the debts he owed, the benefits he got, and so on, were actually innumerable, and the one who could really weigh the balance was Fang Yuqing.
Otherwise, Xu Tingsheng didn't need to, let alone take part in this matter.
What does the Fang family have to do with him? !
Although he participated now, he didn't plan to jump in completely.
It took a lot of energy to speak just now, the old man had to slow down for a while, and then slowly said: "I didn't pay attention to raising my sons and daughters in my life, and I didn't do it well. There is not a single talent among my children... When it comes to raising grandchildren , it took a little thought.”
"Yang Zheng, Yu Qing's cousin, I want to keep him upright, and I will not hesitate to let him be out of place for a while. When the situation changes, there will be a righteous person, and I will give him a place to use... You should have seen him."
"Raising a demon, my granddaughter Fang Cheng. Among the three generations of the Fang family, she is the only one who can become a fox. If she grows up, our Fang family will have no worries for at least decades."
"Yang Ye, I will let Yu Qing go to the market, let him grow lawlessly and wildly. If he suddenly enlightens, the Fang family will have no worries for a hundred years."
Xu Tingsheng vaguely guessed what the old man's intentions were when he suddenly changed his words, but he didn't answer and waited for him to continue.
"The second generation of the Fang family doesn't care about life or death."
"The third generation, don't care about the rest."
"I was beaten to ashes, don't worry about it."
"I only want these three to live and have a way to go."
It turned out that this was his deathbed entrustment. He lied to everyone, including his own children, because they were also abandoned children. He put all the hopes of the Fang family on these three people.
All the remaining resources and strength of the Fang family, including Xu Tingsheng, would not give any consideration to other people.
Some people have seen layers of dead bodies all over the mountains... They know that life always comes from death.