Every night after dinner, Su Jianjun would ride a motorcycle to my house to find me, take me to the hospital together, since that day, he has always gone back to his parents to live, and it is my parents-in-law's turn to serve the elderly, and he has not come back in his hometown.

When we arrived at the hospital, Su Jianjun and I sat there on the small bed in the room of Dr. Wang's duty room, one on each side, and infusions, both of which were two bottles, the same medicine, hanging on the same infusion stand.

It's really a creation to make people, two people who used to love each other so much, now sit together like this to treat their surname disease.

There are always some emergency patient numbers in the outhouse to see Dr. Wang, Dr. Wang is busy outside and rarely comes in, and Su Jianjun changes the bottle by himself after dripping, and sometimes he injects himself after the injection.

Except for nodding my head to Dr. Wang every time I came to say hello, I didn't say a word, so it's not superfluous to say anything now?

Su Jianjun didn't speak, he lowered his head.

After the fight, Su Jianjun drove me back on a motorcycle, and when I went downstairs, I went upstairs, and he left on a motorcycle.

I gave Su Jianjun all the keys to the store, I didn't have to go to the store again, and I watched TV and slept at home with my mother during the day.

The condition has improved significantly, and Dr. Wang said that he insisted on finishing the 10-day shot, just in case, and was afraid of a recurrence.

When I was well, I began to prepare, I put my and my mother's clothes together, packed them in two king-size woven bags that I bought from the market, stuffed tightly, there was still a lot left, I thought about it again, I thought it was better to divide it into two and take it back, anyway, there was nothing to do during the day, the old house had not been inhabited for a long time, go back to clean and clean.

There are less than 1,000 yuan in cash at home, I have it all on my body, and there is some money in the company's passbook, I didn't move it, locked it in the safe in the store, and when I go through the divorce procedures in a few days, I will see how to divide it, and now I go to the store to get the money, I don't think it was a gentleman's doing.

Because I had to rush back for injections at night, I got up early in the morning, and let my mother get up, and she said that she wanted to go back to the home with grape trellises, my mother was ignorant, kept nodding, and said okay, while my mother had breakfast, I went downstairs to the market near the tricycle to find a tricycle, pulled me and my mother, and two large bags of luggage to the station, pedaled the three-wheeled to see that my mother is not the same as ordinary people, and specially kindly helped me to send the luggage to the car, and did not ask for more money. I sent two luggage tickets, and the minibus, which I hadn't taken for several years, took us back to our home.

My mom said less along the way, almost nothing, and when I asked her, she ignored it, and just said "um".

When I arrived at the station, I was reluctant to take a taxi again, and it was not too far, so I carried two bags and led my mother to walk home, and my mother had to help me carry it in the middle, but I didn't let it.

When I got home, I opened the courtyard door with the key, and the yard was dusty and desolate, and the flowers and grapes in the yard were all dried up, and I helped my mother to sit down on the stone bench in the yard, and then went to open the door of the house, and a thick layer of dust fell on the dining table outside, but when I left, I covered a cloth with the TV and radio, and I gently took it off and took it to the yard to beat the dust on the cloth. I glanced at my mother, who was sitting on the stone bench and looking nervous, looking around as if she couldn't remember the place.

"Mom, you don't know each other, isn't this your home?" I asked my mom.

My mom put her hands on her knees and moved a little crampedly.

"It turns out that there is a grape here, and the shelves are all crawling and hanging down, and you sit down here and choose vegetables and read the newspaper, think about it, and see if you can remember?"

My mother looked at me and nodded, meaning that she remembered, and I continued: "This grape was planted for you by Weimin, do you remember Weimin?" Guan Damiang's son. ”

I saw my mother's eyes light up, and a smile slowly appeared on her face, and she said hesitantly, "Well, off, off." ”

With that, my mother stood up and walked up in the yard, walked over and over, and finally stood at the abandoned chicken coop, looked at it for a while, and stretched out two fingers at me and gestured: "Coo." ”

I know my mom remembered, but couldn't name the chicken.

I rolled up my sleeves, unscrewed the faucet in the yard, found an old towel to use as a rag, and prepared to start cleaning.

Entering the house with a basin of water, I caught a glimpse of a small padlock locked on my mother's door, and I suddenly remembered the key that my mother had hidden under my spider plant, and wondered if it could be this lock.

I went to the yard and called my mom and asked her if she had brought the keys back to her house, and my mom looked at my face with a blank expression.

I guess my mother couldn't think of anything, so I didn't feel sorry for her, so I went to the corner of the yard and found a stove for making a stove in winter, and carried it into the house, and my mother followed.

I put the fire chopsticks into the nose of the lock, and without much effort, the little weak lock opened, and I took it off and set it aside, and reached out and pushed the door open.

As soon as I opened the door, I was startled, and the room was full of colorful scraps of paper, on the bed, on the table, and on the floor. I was stunned for a while, squatted down in the house, picked up some from the ground, and took a closer look, these colorful paper ends turned out to be fragments of some food stamps, and some of the slightly larger ones could also be marked with the words "five city catties" and "national food stamps", this scene is a little scary, too much!

I looked back at my mom and saw that my mom was standing behind me, her face had changed dramatically, her lips were shaking rapidly, and her body was trembling, as if she was going to fall.

I quickly straightened up and hugged her and comforted her, "It's okay, Mom, the rat bites, the food stamps have long been invalidated, no need for them." ”

My mother continued to tremble, she opened her mouth, but she couldn't speak, her face was anxious, my mother pushed me away, squatted down and grabbed a handful of small food stamps at the end of the year, and found a few larger pieces from it and spread them on the ground to fight together, her hands trembled, no matter how hard she could fight, she was so anxious that she whimpered and cried.

"Mom, what are you doing here?" I reached out to pull my mom up, but my mom threw her away.

"Mom, you get up, I'll pull you all together, you fight slowly." After I finished speaking, I took out a broom behind the door and swept all the things on the table on the bed to the ground, and then put the ones on the ground together, and put them in a bag, "Mom, it's all in this bag, you can't run, you fight slowly." ”

The tears on my mother's face hadn't dried yet, so she took the bag and looked at the bulging bag, and my mom smiled again.

These may be the food stamps that my mother and Guan Da Niang kept at the sales point, I only saw it once when I was in middle school, and I haven't seen it since, and later, the food stamps were invalid, and my mother paid 300 yuan in party dues, I thought it was compensated for the public, and my mother had already thrown away these food stamps, and it turned out that I didn't throw them, and they have always been there!

I carefully searched for the provenance of the stamps, and on the side of the mattress, I found some slightly larger fragments of the stamps, and I lifted the sheets and found them little by little along the edge of the mattress. This mat was processed by someone many years ago, and the picture is cheap, and my mother has been using it until she is so confused that she can't find her way home, so she follows me.

Finally, I found a thin opening on the side of the mattress against the wall, very thin, I really can't see it if I don't look closely, it seems to have been cut with a scissor blade, I tried to put my hand through the opening and touched it, I felt the spring wrapped in the felt pad, and then I touched it, I felt a few pieces of paper, and took it out to see, it was a few food stamps that had not been eaten by rats, it seemed that my mother hid it tightly, and these food stamps stained with the oil of the grocery store still did not escape the nose of the mouse.

"Mom, here are a few good ones." I looked up with the stamps and called my mom, and found that my mom was gone for some time.

I got out of bed and went to the yard to look for my mother, but she wasn't there, where was my mother? (To be continued.) )