Chapter 37: Burning Newspapers at the Grave (Happy Chinese New Year's Eve!) )

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Chen Bo was woken up in a daze, and when he opened his eyes, it was already dawn, and there were several more doctors in white coats in the ward.

"Yang Guotai, hurry up and move out, your wife's condition has reached an advanced stage, and there is no point in staying any longer!"

"Director Liu, can you be more accommodating, just let her spend the past few days?"

The man in the next bed choked up with red eyes.

"Am I accommodating you? Who is accommodating to me, now that so many patients are waiting for beds, you can't understand me, and the pressure on the hospital is also very great. If you don't want to move, that's fine! The next medical expenses, medicine expenses, and hospitalization fees will cost more than 20,000 yuan. You go to the toll office and pay it, then continue to live here. ”

Then Director Liu said, "If you don't have it, then I have no choice but to enforce it!" ”

Just when a few young people behind Director Liu were about to rush up, Yang Guotai opened his hands in front of the hospital bed, and shouted with red eyes, "Which of you dare!" ”

"Isn't the hospital just to save lives, why is it so unreasonable! If you don't have money, you can watch people die! ”

Gao Yuanyuan sat up from the hospital bed at this time and said angrily.

Director Liu turned his head and saw that it was a girl who was holding unevenly, and said with a wry smile, "Girl, you don't know." I can't help it, our hospital has limited resources, and his wife is in the advanced stage of leukemia, even if there is a bone marrow transplant, it has no effect. ”

"It's not that the hospital hasn't thought of a way, and tens of thousands of medical expenses have been waived, it's really not that we can't be treated, it's really powerless. This happens every year, and where does the hospital get so much money to subsidize it. It's a time of high incidence again, and I'm under a lot of pressure. ”

If Director Liu said that if it is the truth, it is reasonable, everything has a degree, he has done his best, and the condition is indeed uncontrollable, and the rest is in vain, so it is really meaningless.

Yang Guotai knelt down in front of Director Liu with a puff at this time, "Director Liu, please, let her finish these few days." ”

As the saying goes, a man has gold under his knees, and if an iron-clad man can kneel down and beg for help, it is enough to show the status of the woman in his heart.

"National ...... Thai, Cathay! A faint voice came from the hospital bed, and it seemed that the woman was awake.

"Xiaoru, I'm here, Xiaoru!" Yang Guotai immediately got up from the ground and said softly to the woman on the bed.

"I... My own body, I know it myself. Let's pack up and get out of the hospital, don't waste time here. The woman's voice was staccato and staccatory.

"Xiaoru, don't think so, I will definitely cure you, and when you are well, give me a child, preferably a girl, as beautiful as you!"

Yang Guotai gently grabbed the woman's hand and burst into tears.

Gao Yuanyuan's eyes were red, and she also burst into tears, and whispered to Chen Bo, "I can see that my heart is broken, even if they are separated by yin and yang in the future, at least let him accompany him through the last journey, why don't we help him." ”

"Okay, how can you help?" Chen Bo is also a long-hearted man, and when he saw the man crying so sadly, he also felt compassion in his heart.

"I still have some savings, you can help me take them out and pay their medical bills."

"As much savings as you have, we'll each contribute a portion of it."

The doctors in the ward are also embarrassed now, not to stay, not to go.

Chen Bo walked over quietly, tugged on Director Liu's sleeve, gave him a look, and then took the doctors out of the ward.

"I've paid for his medical expenses, don't be hard for him."

"Well, thank you so much, he met a kind person. Don't look at the amount of money is not very large, but the hospital can't afford it. Director Liu took Chen Bo's hand and began to chatter.

"Don't say it's useless, you can calculate how much money is missing, including the future."

"More than 40,000 yuan has been owed in the early stage, but the hospital has already borne this part. According to our estimates, there is still a difference of more than 20,000 yuan in various expenses in the later stage, and you have also seen that his wife really can't say how long it will last. ”

"Okay, you give my friend a re-examination first, and he will be discharged from the hospital without any problems. I'm going to get the money now, and I'll settle the bill with this bed later! ”

At least this hospital is not black-hearted, and it didn't let Chen Bo settle all the debts he owed before.

When Chen Bo came back, Gao Yuanyuan had already packed up her things, and the man was still holding the woman's hand and muttering.

"How does it feel, has the fever subsided?"

"It's much better, but I feel a little weak under my feet."

"It's normal, it's like this after the inflammation and fever are reduced, or you hang water here for two more days, and then come to pick you up and discharge you when I'm done."

"It's boring to be alone, and it's uncomfortable to look at here. I'd better come with you, at least I can talk. ”

Chen Bo saw that she insisted on leaving, so he handed her the bag in his hand.

"I just bought a sweater from outside, after all, this is not a big city like Yanjing, although it is not so good-looking, but physical health is more important."

Gao Yuanyuan happily took it, and after putting it on in the bathroom, she looked in the mirror again, it wasn't very ugly.

After settling all the fees, the two quietly left the hospital.

In order to avoid Gao Yuanyuan's typhoid fever again, Chen Bo chartered a car, the county has no concept of taxis at all, and the main ones running on the road are private black cars, or the kind of motorcycle jumpers.

For 5 yuan, you can walk around the county seat for a circle and a half, and there are only three or four streets in the horizontal and vertical directions. But Chen Bo's old mansion still has to go down, and it is a completely hilly area.

After a winding and rugged dirt slag road, they finally arrived at a small mountain bag, and asked the driver to wait in the car, Chen Bo and Gao Yuanyuan got out and slowly climbed up.

The mountain is not high, and there are not many tall and dense trees, and there are crackling dead trees under your feet, and occasionally you can see the grass peeking out of the dead leaves to breathe the breath of spring.

"Those little shrubs that are more than one person tall are wild hawthorn trees, all thorns, be careful not to get pricked!"

There are no crops in the mountains, but there are a lot of wild hawthorns, if you cut down these hawthorn trees, you can plant all the hawthorns, but the problem is that the roads up and down the mountains are not easy to walk, even if you plant them, you can't transport them, they simply rot on the trees.

Therefore, the fruits in this hill are basically wild, persimmon trees, hawthorn trees, walnuts, chestnuts, and some snacks have been eaten when I was a child, and they are all found in this mountain.

"Then why isn't there a hawthorn on this tree?"

"Are you stupid? Hawthorn and persimmons don't come until autumn, and you can see that there are still a lot of rotten fruits under your feet. ”

Gao Yuanyuan lived in the city when she was a child, and when she entered the mountain, she seemed to have never seen the world.

This hill is less than 100 meters above sea level, but it is all sheep's intestine trail, and it is easy to slip under your feet.

Chen Bo took her pair of white and smooth little hands, came and went freely between the mountain roads, and after a while, she came to the tomb facing the sun and facing the mountains with her back.

"This is the joint burial tomb of my grandfather and grandmother, I have never seen what my grandfather looks like, I grew up with my grandmother."

This place was selected by a feng shui gentleman before his grandmother's death, saying that it could prosper her grandson, and the old man believed in this thing, so he chose this place, and made a will to be buried with his grandfather.

When passing through the town in front, Chen Bo bought some yellow table paper, gold ingots, incense candles, liquor and other memorial supplies folded with tin foil, and stirred up the weeds on the grave.

Grandma's life, not even a photo left, only the tombstone "grandmother Sun Zhilan" carved a few big characters can represent the identity, by the wind and rain, and in the Qingming season, I feel extremely depressed.

"Grandma, the unfilial grandson Chen Bo has come to see you." Chen Bo knelt down in front of the tomb, slammed his head twice and choked up.

"My grandson is a little out of luck now, and I didn't live up to your expectations, but I didn't bring you a granddaughter-in-law this time, because I was not filial."

Chen Bo lit the yellow table paper and gold and silver ingots, inserted a few pillars of incense, and said to the tombstone in front of him, as if his grandmother's smile was in front of him, how much he hoped that the kind grandmother could hold him in his arms, touch his head and say a few words of confidant.

"If grandma is short of money to spend, she will give me a dream, and now our family is no longer poor, and we can eat whatever we want. I'm buying you a good wine, drink more, and I'll buy it for you every day in the future. ”

Although grandma is a woman, she is also a strong woman, good at smoking and drinking, but she didn't have that condition before. When I was a child, I smoked a pack of 5 cents without a filter, and the wine was home-brewed from my own surplus grain.

Chen Bo was nagging while recalling that when the yellow paper was burned and the wine was poured clean, he kowtowed a few more times before getting up. I don't know my grandfather well, and I don't have anything to talk about, so I don't have money to spend.

There is also a smaller joint burial tomb in the back, which is his parents, and there is no impression except for the shadow of the year that can be vaguely felt in the photo.

After all, he was born to his parents, and although he was not taken care of by them, he still kowtowed a few times in a proper manner, and burned some yellow table paper and ingots.

Gao Yuanyuan has been standing aside, this way of worship is different from others, like people in the city who still kowtow, and they are all cemeteries, in the past, chat for a while, clean up the surrounding wildflowers and grass.

Ludi is more traditional and conservative. Even during the Spring Festival, when you see the elders, you have to kneel down and kowtow, and you get up at four or five o'clock in the morning and kowtow in groups from house to house.

If there are relatively large households, even if they are separated by several villages, they have to go to knock. Marriage must be kowtowed, so there is a kind of gift money called kowtow ceremony, and the elders have to give another one, and someone will shout out the name and shout loudly when you kowtow, such as "the groom's second uncle 200 yuan" and something like that.

"How about I say I pretend to be your girlfriend and kowtow to grandma?"

Gao Yuanyuan saw that he was not sad just now, so she knew that their feelings were the deepest, so she said to Chen Bo, who had already finished worshipping and got up.

"Huh? You're going to the grave to burn newspapers! ”

"What do you mean?"

"Liar!"

I've only heard of pretending to be a girlfriend to take home, how can anyone go to pretend to be a girlfriend to sweep the grave, this is too, Chen Bo vetoed this proposal.

"Is that where you used to live?" Gao Yuanyuan pointed to the small village road under the side of the hill.

"Yes, it's all mud houses, but I don't want to go back, and there's no need to go back. Let's go, let's go down the mountain! Chen Bo seemed to have memories that he didn't want to remember, so he took her down the mountain.

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