"Hey. ”

A sigh rang in my ears.

Just from the sigh, I heard a deep helplessness.

"What's the matter, you're sighing all day long. ”

A warm voice came from the side.

The owner of the voice took out a towel from the basin, wrung it out, and wiped the body of the man on the bed.

The man's face is numb, like a puppet, and the body is turned over by the woman.

After wiping, the woman turned the man over with great difficulty, wrung out the towel, and continued to wipe.

After finally wiping it up, the woman wiped a handful of sweat, took the towel and basin away, and after a while, she returned to the bedside.

"You, you, take good care of your body, don't think about that mess. ”

The woman arranges the man's clothes, rolls up the cup by the way, and presses it under the man.

The man did not speak.

He looked at the ceiling, his eyes dead in his eyes.

The woman, accustomed to the silence of men, took a small basket full of needles and threads from a nearby stool.

The basket is not large, and there are half-knitted insoles in it.

The woman took the insole, shining in the window, and the gray light squinted and knitted.

He Chuan stood beside them.

This time, the perception is different from the past.

It's not a man, it's not a woman.

Rather, it is from the perspective of a spectator, a third person.

It's like watching a black-and-white movie without color.

The woman knitted for a while.

Perhaps it was too dark outside, and the woman pricked the needle into her hand several times.

With each stab, she shuddered.

Then frowning, he put his rough fingers in his mouth and licked them, and after sucking, continued to knit the insole.

It was very quiet in the room, only the sound of cars passing by on the street could be heard outside the window.

The man lay for an unknown amount of time, and his eyes finally moved, falling on his wife on the side.

"Why don't you turn on the lights. He spoke, his voice a little hoarse, and many words mixed together.

But the woman could understand.

"In the middle of the day, you can see it, turn on the lights, and then turn them on at night when it's dark. ”

She put down the insole, smiled at the man on the bed, and said in a pretended relaxed tone.

The man's chest was choked in panic.

This old woman knows how to deceive people.

Obviously, the electricity bill after 11 o'clock in the evening is much lower than the electricity bill during the day.

In the past few days, he has often seen his wife go out to set up a stall at night, and from eleven o'clock to morning, she still knits there with insoles.

The corners of the man's eyes were a little moist.

He wanted to wipe it with his hands, but he couldn't do it now with such a simple action.

As if sensing something, the woman found a handkerchief and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of the man's eyes with a handkerchief.

"You, you, you're such an old person, and you still have horse urine, and you're not afraid that the children will know the joke. ”

"Otherwise, let's leave it alone. The man turned his head and brought up the topic again, which had been said several times.

"You bad old man, what nonsense are you talking about. The woman was a little angry and reached out and patted the back of his hand.

Her movements are very light, as if she is afraid that if she is not careful, she will slap the man.

"I mean, I really don't want to live. Look at me now, this half-human, half-ghost, what kind of person I am!"

The man's emotions began to stir up.

The years have carved furrows on this old man's face.

At this moment, this face, which has been honest for half a lifetime, looks a little hideous because of excitement.

The woman sighed.

Since that incident, the man in front of him has become a different person, and his mood has become moody.

"What will I do with the children if you go?" said the woman, stroking the man's dry hand.

"I've thought about it, if I leave, you can live in this house, usually set up a stall, let the children take care of it, and the life can go on. No, you can rent out the house and move in with the boss...... No matter what, it's better than dragging me as a burden. The man analyzed carefully.

During these days of lying in bed, he thought about this matter seriously.

It is impossible for him to be cured of this condition.

If you continue to be treated, you can only drag your body so that the injury will not worsen, and it will cost you countless money.

The family was not well-off.

Although the accident party paid tens of thousands of yuan out of sympathy, it was a drop in the bucket compared to the medical expenses he consumed.

A while ago, he heard that his wife and son secretly discussed that they were going to sell the house and continue to treat him, and he scolded them in anger.

At this age, he still went to work on the construction site just to earn some money so that his eldest son could buy a house.

are all in their forties, and they are still crowded into a rental house with their wives and children.

It doesn't matter what others think of him, anyway, he's distressed to see it as a grandfather.

If he hadn't sold this small house, he couldn't afford a down payment in Rongcheng, and he would have sold the house a long time ago.

But what's the deal with selling the house now?

The housing prices in Rongcheng are so high, with their situation, they will definitely not be able to buy it back after selling it.

Without a house, they have completely lost their roots in the city.

This is something he absolutely cannot tolerate!

"Okay, don't talk about it, anyway, you take care of your injuries first. The woman forced a smile and lifted the quilt up from his chest.

The man was still chattering, but the woman turned a deaf ear and continued to weave the insoles in her hands.

In the following days, the women knitted insoles at home during the day, took care of the men, and went to the street to set up stalls at night.

She doesn't have much craftsmanship either, she only knits insoles.

But the insoles are not easy to sell now, young people don't like to wear this thing, and the elderly don't want to spend money, so they can make it at home.

It was another evening, and she cleaned up her stall and dragged her tired body home.

set up a stall for one night, and only earned less than ten yuan.

But so what, at her age, when she goes out to look for a job, others are scared when they see her age.

At such an age, if something happens, the person who hired her must not be scolded to death.

As she passed by the guard's room, she stumbled upon a figure shaking in the trash can.

There was an old man rummaging through the trash can.

The man looked about her age, dressed in a stained cloth coat with his hair tangled together.

The old man dug out the paper shells and plastic bottles from the garbage can, stuffed them into the snakeskin bag, and then looked at her with a wary expression.

Seeing that she didn't step forward to scramble, the old man turned around and rummaged in the trash can again.

It wasn't until he made sure that there was nothing in the bucket anymore that he put the snakeskin bag on his shoulder and continued to the next trash can.

After the old man left, the woman looked at the trash can with a hint of struggle in her eyes.

She used to work in the factory, but after the factory closed, they couldn't find a job, so they had to work hard in Chengdu.

She followed her own man, worked as a nanny, worked as a cleaner, and worked in all kinds of lowly industries.

Only I didn't turn over the garbage.

Her man told her, I brought you to the big city to make you happy, not to let you pick up garbage.

That's what he said, and that's what he did.

In order to achieve this goal, he can do any dirty work. is also moving bricks on the construction site, and the amount he does alone can be worth three others.

In this way, they saved more and more money, and finally bought this small house in Rongcheng when they were nearly half a hundred years old.

Although the house is not big and the family savings have been emptied, they are still happy.

This house is their own house.

From then on, they no longer had to live in the city, wandering and adrift.

They have a home.