Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Old Lady

A man and a cat stood up abruptly, watched as the woman in the phantom stepped on the chair, put her head into the hanging strip of cloth, and calmly let go of her hand.

"Jomin..." Gou Rixin said in a trembling voice.

Beside the iron window, there hung a body that had lost its body temperature, floating lonely in the dim room.

"This... What the hell is going on, why..." Li Dazhuang said blankly, "Why?"

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The neurology department of the city hospital sent an old lady in her eighties, full of silver curly hair, and some Alzheimer's, but full of energy.

This, Qiao Ming pushed the old lady to do an examination, and when she met her eyes, the old lady suddenly pulled her arm and shouted, "Mom..."

"What?" Qiao Ming frowned slightly, almost doubting his ears.

"Mom, you're finally back, have you bought me candy?" the old lady shouted excitedly, "I want to eat imported toffee." ”

"I..." Qiao Ming swallowed, "I forgot..."

"But I want to eat it. The old lady said coquettishly.

In the medical records, the old lady has gout, has a slight Alzheimer's disease, often talks to herself, and now only knows her son. Because of the age, it is important to always pay attention when taking care of it. But I've never heard a colleague call someone "Mom" inexplicably?

"Then let's go buy it after we finish the inspection, okay?" Qiao Ming squatted down and looked at the old lady with a smile.

"No, no, no!" the old lady grabbed Qiao Ming's hand and suddenly became angry, "I'm going to eat, I'm not going anywhere." ”

"Alright, I'll take you with me now. Qiao Ming said softly, "You sit quietly in a wheelchair and don't move, you know?"

"You're not lying to me, are you?" said the old lady.

"It's not. Qiao Ming shook his head, but couldn't help but shudder.

"Didn't you just go for a check-up?"

“··· I don't do it. ”

"Mom, don't lie to me, I know the doctor who did the examination. The old lady grinned, "Let's go, go buy toffee." ”

Qiao Ming pushed the car, and his heart went up and down, deceiving an old lady, she was really... Sure enough, as soon as she turned from the inpatient building to the outpatient building, the old lady in a wheelchair began to shout her sword

"I'm not going, I'm not going! I'm going to buy candy!"

The pedestrians around looked at the old lady strangely, and then at Qiao Ming.

"Don't worry, I know a doctor who sells toffees, right in the outpatient building, and it's my friend, really. ”

"You lie to me again, you always lie to me, always favor my brother, I don't want to... You're a bad mom..." The old lady screamed, almost crying.

Qiao Ming was embarrassed and at a loss, scratched his head, squatted down and began to coax the old lady, "That... Mom quietly put candy in your bag, and you can see it when you check it back, and if you don't check it, there will be no sugar to eat, okay?"

“···” The old lady pursed her mouth and rolled her eyes at Qiao Ming.

Qiao Ming choked in his heart and wrinkled his face, "Really, I won't lie to you~"

"Well, if you lie to me, I'll tell my father. ”

"How so. Qiao Ming said busily.

"Let's go. The old lady pouted, her face full of displeasure.

Qiao Ming decisively pushed people towards the outpatient building, and there was wind under his feet, for fear that the old lady would change his mind.

"According to the old lady is the daughter of a great translator. The fourth child pulled Qiao Ming to gossip, "It's a pity that the husband and wife hanged themselves in six or six years." Fortunately, a son and a daughter became talented at that time, otherwise a family would have died..."

"Who the hell is that?"

The fourth child scratched his head, "What are you calling to pay... I don't mix up the literary world, I can't remember. By the way, what does it feel like to be called mom by an old lady?"

"Get out!"

The fourth child smiled, rested his head on Qiao Ming's shoulder, and said shyly: "Mom, I want to eat chocolate..."

"Itchy, isn't it?" Qiao Ming stretched out a yang finger and stabbed at the waist of the fourth bucket.

"Haha, don't dare, don't dare..." The fourth hurriedly dodged.

Second, when Qiao Ming fed the old lady medicine, the other party took out a plastic black and white photo from under the pillow from under the pillow, which was a family portrait of a family of four.

"Mom..."

Qiao Ming's body trembled, and his hairs stood on end.

"Hey..."

The old lady pointed to a young woman in a cheongsam with her hair tied in the photo: "Look how beautiful you looked when you were young." ”

"I... It's also very good now, can you drink the medicine first?"

"It's not good, why don't you wear a cheongsam?

Qiao Ming couldn't help but take a closer look at the woman in the photo, and she really saw something similar to herself, and she was stunned.

"Is this your mother?"

"yes, that's you. The old lady touched the girl in the photo with her hand, "This is me, this is you, this is my brother, this is my father." ”

"What's your mother's name?"

"My mother... My mom is hungry..."

"Nurse, has my medicine arrived?"

"Wait a minute. Qiao Ming stood up and hurriedly went to deliver the medicine.

"Mom, don't go..." The old lady shouted hurriedly.

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In the intern dormitory, Qiao Ming was lying on the bed, searching for the old lady's information.

"Fu Hongxue, the daughter of Fu Bo and Zhang Meifu. ”

Qiao Ming stared at the two names, and his heart suddenly pounded. She clicked on Zhang Meifu's name, and a string of messages appeared in an instant. (1913-1966), born in Shanghai, she was the wife of the modern Chinese writer Fu Bo. Friends say that "she is a gentle wife, a loving mother, a beautiful lady in the salon, and a capable housewife." ”

Qiao Ming looked at the face in the black-and-white photo that was quite similar to himself in a daze, and clenched his fists. After a long time, she trembled her hands and clicked on Fu Bo's message.

(1908-1966), born in Shanghai, was a modern translator and scholar. He has translated many masterpieces into French. In addition to Fu Bo's literary contributions, Du Niangli also wrote a lot of lace old news.

It is written that the husband and wife are childhood sweethearts and cousins, and in Fu Bo's works, this teenage love has been depicted fresh and moving.

"She's looking at me secretly, because so many times I've looked at her unintentionally, and she's looking at me unintentionally, and her eyes are in the same place, and she's smiling stupidly. ”

It's a pity that the man studied in France soon after, and he fell in love with an enthusiastic and unrestrained French girl. In order to propose to the other party, he also wrote a letter of divorce and sent it back to China. It's a pity that the French girl loves freedom, and the rejection of the marriage proposal was secretly sad, and she hurriedly chased the marriage book, but fortunately a friend saved the storm.

After returning to China, the two got married and had children, one was full of ambition but caused trouble everywhere because of his short temper, and the other was gentle and touching and was a typical good wife and mother.

It's a pity that when the man was in his early thirties, he actually fell in love with a girl again. And because of it, he became more and more emaciated, and claimed to have lost the motivation to create. A generation of literary masters is about to decline because of this, and the original partner of the force actually invited the girl home, not only warmly entertained, but also allowed the two to meet every day and write letters. Under the nourishment of love, the man rekindled his vitality and reincarnated in a literary career.

"Scum cat!" Qiao Ming scolded with a calm face.