It was cold, there were almost no pedestrians on the road, when Wang Zheng arrived at the consignment store, the boss was packing up his belongings and closing the door, fortunately he went by bicycle, if he walked, it was estimated that it was closed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Boss, come with a pound of pig's head meat, and then take a bottle of the old village chief."

"Okay, wait a minute." The boss agreed to Wang Zheng's words while moving things into the shop.

"Your wine and meat are good." The boss, who had been busy for a while, skillfully walked to the wine cabinet and took a bottle from the old village chief and put it in front of Wang Zheng, then took out the pig's head meat from the refrigerator, put it on the board and cut it.

And Wang Zheng's mind was obviously not here at this time, he looked at the meat cutting knife in the boss's hand with straight eyes:

"Phew...... Wow...... Wow. ”

"Mom is a little abnormal today, it stands to reason that Dad's stomach pain is not a day or two, why did he suddenly go to the hospital? When I came back, it was even more abnormal, my mother's mood was obviously abnormal, I hadn't eaten since noon, she didn't ask me if I was hungry, my dad was very good, but his face was a little worse, did my dad and mom quarrel? Mom was by Daddy, so upset?"

"Twenty-two, hey! Lad. The boss had already put the pig's head meat in a convenient bag and put it in front of Wang Zheng, but Wang Zheng was still in a daze, and the boss had to remind him.

"Oh...... Oh, give. Wang Zheng reacted, took out the fifty yuan given by his father from his pocket and handed it to the boss.

"Twenty-eight." The boss took the money, twisted the banknote with his hand, and then took out the money from the drawer and gave it to Wang Zheng early.

Wang Zheng took the money, and without looking at it carefully, he walked out directly with wine and meat.

Holding the question in his heart, Wang Zheng rode back to the house, put down the car, and walked to the living room to see that Wang Chuanbin was already sitting in front of the coffee table in the living room and smoking, looking left and right, but he didn't see his mother's shadow, and there was no light in the kitchen.

"Xiao Zheng, come here, let's eat together, your mother is not feeling well, so she won't cook tonight." Wang Chuanbin saw him walking in with something and greeted Wang Zheng and said.

"Oh, I'll go get some pancakes." Wang Zheng put the pig's head meat on the coffee table, put the wine in front of his father, turned around and ran to the kitchen.

When he returned, Wang Chuanbin had already opened the plastic bag and put the meat on the plate that had been prepared earlier.

Wang Zheng walked to the coffee table, put the pancakes on the edge of the plate, picked up a piece of pig's head meat with chopsticks and put it in the pancakes, and saw that the glass in front of his father was already full of wine, and he opened his mouth to persuade his father to say a few words, but he remembered that his father and mother might have quarreled, and swallowed back the words in his mouth, picked up the pancakes and ate them beautifully.

It didn't take long for a pancake to be eaten, probably because he had been hungry for too long, and he hadn't eaten enough, Wang Zheng looked at the pig's head meat on the plate, and he had already gone to half of the plate, afraid that his father would not drink enough to eat, so he was suddenly embarrassed.

"Xiao Zheng, go get a pancake to eat again, when you are growing your body, you should eat more." Wang Chuanbin looked at Wang Zheng standing stupidly at the table, looked at his son with love and said.

"Oh......" Touching his stomach, Wang Zheng took half a pancake from the kitchen, sandwiched a few slices of pig's head meat, and ate it beautifully.

Soon after, half of the pancakes were also eaten, Wang Zheng touched his stomach, which was five points full, looked at the few pieces of pig's head meat left on the plate, and dispelled the idea of continuing to eat.

Wang Chuanbin was silently drinking liquor at this time, and he didn't eat vegetables, but his eyes were staring at a family photo hanging on the wall, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Wang Zheng turned his head and saw that the lights in the East House were on, and he had already guessed that his mother had probably gone to the East House, and he was not good at talking, and he didn't have the idea of chatting with his mother.

"Dad, I'm going to sleep."

"Go, alas." Looking at his son who got into the bedroom, Wang Chuanbin, who came back to his senses, couldn't help sighing.

The night of the first lunar winter is very cold, the whistling north wind blows, and it brings a trace of chill, Wang Zheng went to the house, and felt even colder, because the west house was blocked by the south side of the room, even if there was sunlight during the day, it could not shine in, and at night, the temperature dropped, and the house was black and cold in the middle of winter, and the cold was even worse, and I wondered if the melting snow outside now was also frozen and slippery, or would it feel so cold in a down jacket.

Take out the new glasses case in your pocket and put it on the desk, there are new glasses in it, but Wang Zheng didn't plan to take it out, now the glasses he wears feel very comfortable, just put the new glasses up temporarily, and wait for the broken or old pair in front of him in the future, and then wear a new one.

Although this pair of glasses is not his own, Wang Zheng did not have the idea of throwing it away, he was reluctant to throw any valuable items since he was a child, not to mention that this pair of glasses and glasses is not needed in the optical store, it is very suitable for him to wear it, he has also returned it all the way, people don't want it, it is better to use it as waste, and use it himself.

took off his clothes, Wang Zheng didn't take off his glasses and got into the messy quilt, when he first entered the quilt, he felt even colder, wearing autumn clothes and pants couldn't stop the cold of the quilt, he subconsciously wrapped himself in the quilt, and his mind flashed all the things that happened today, and he unconsciously fell asleep.

The dream is still the dream at noon, Wang Zheng is standing in the endless starry sky, the sky is full of flashing bright spots and distant stars, Wang Zhengle, who has tasted the sweetness, tirelessly grabbed the bright spots like fireflies close to him, he didn't know what it was for, and he didn't know what the meaning of it was, doing this was just to enjoy the pleasure from the soul, I don't know how long it took, Wang Zheng slowly opened his eyes.

"Dad, let's go for a check-up tomorrow, if it's really the disease that the doctor said, let's treat it first, didn't Lao Zhang at the head of the village also have any heart disease, two years ago, his son pooled money to have surgery for him, isn't he alive and well now?"

Heaven and earth have been completely quiet, through the window of the bedroom door, a dim light shines in, Wang Zheng is lying on the bed, maybe the night is too quiet, today his hearing is surprisingly good, through the bedroom door and the living room, he heard the whispered words of his mother to his father.

"Xing Li, don't persuade me, Aunt Child's is the head nurse of the hospital, she took the two of us to see it, it can't be wrong, there is no need to spend money on examination, the doctor said, stomach cancer, I understand this disease, hehe, I haven't done anything bad in my life, how did I get this blind disease, alas." Wang Chuanbin vented God's injustice in a frustrated tone.

"If you have such a disease, don't treat it, you can't cure it even if you spend money, but you will suffer, Xiao Zheng will take the college entrance examination this year, don't tell him, don't tell our daughter, outsiders ask, you just say stomach disease, don't spread it to our son's ears, don't say that the doctor said, the cancer is in the middle stage, I can last for a year if I don't treat it, while I still have a good year to live, I will earn some more money, plus the money saved by the family, Xiao Zheng's money for college is almost enough, at least I can't let Xiao Zheng be like me again, and I will be happy for a lifetime."

"Don't say it, his father, I'm begging you, let's govern it, Xiao Zheng is only eighteen, without you, how can I live with my mother!" Xing Li cried as she spoke, and the suppressed cry clearly entered Wang Zheng's ears and entered his heart.

Wang Zheng's eyes widened, and he plucked his ears with his hands, how much he thought it was a dream, but the touch of his ears told him that this was not a dream, nor was it a joke, no one would joke about such a thing, he listened to his father say that he would save money for college without treatment, and his heart was full of distress, heartache, and deep guilt.

My father, who is usually silent, actually got such a disease, stomach cancer, this is not a cold and fever, not a stomach ache and diarrhea, but cancer, a problem that human beings have not overcome so far, when my father was sick, he did not think of giving himself treatment to extend his life, but wanted to continue to work to save money for his son who was not competitive to go to college.

Wang Zheng cried, wrapped his face in a quilt, suppressed his voice and cried fiercely.

"Xiao Zheng will take the college entrance examination this year, don't tell him, don't tell outsiders, just talk about stomach problems, and don't say that the doctor said, in the middle of cancer, I can last for a year if I don't treat it, while I still have a year to live, I will earn some more money, plus the money saved by the family, Xiao Zheng's money for college is almost enough, at least I can't let Xiao Zheng be like me again, and I will work hard for a lifetime."

Wang Chuanbin's words echoed in Wang Zheng's heart over and over again, like a knife cutting into Wang Zheng's heart.

Wang Zhengjue's self is really not a thing, he has never helped his parents since he was a child, his parents have always been tired of working in the field, they are tired of working in the field, they are tired of it, they are afraid of the hot weather, sitting at home watching TV, fanning the fan, waiting for their parents to come back from the field, and their parents have never complained about anything.

"Don't persuade me, it's decided, Xiao Zheng will take the college entrance examination until the end of June, it's only February now, and there are still four months, don't let him know in these four months, although the grades have declined a little in the past two years, but it's possible to take two books or something, don't add to him, I won't be blind to death if I smash the exam when the time comes."

Wang Zheng clearly heard his father's voice in his ears, these words made him feel even more guilty, and the tears in his eyes couldn't be stopped, remembering that he secretly went out to play games on the Internet when he was in school, and he didn't study properly, and he felt that he was not a human anymore, and he slammed his hand on his head, venting the guilt in his heart.

Wang Zheng's tears flowed to the glasses, and the lenses blurred, and on the brand-new lenses, the water wave plate rippled one after another, and a line of text appeared in front of Wang Zheng's eyes.

"How can I help?"

Wang Zheng thought he was crying, picked up his glasses, wiped his eyes with the quilt, and the glasses slid to the bridge of his nose again, but that line of font still appeared clearly on the glasses:

"How can I help?"