I was going to have a home-cooked meal with my father, but I didn't expect there to be some episodes in the middle, Xiaobao's grandmother shocked me quite a lot, an elderly woman who has never been out of the mountains, for her grandchildren trekked through mountains and rivers to Beijing, this kind of blood is thicker than water, irreplaceable.

After a hurried dinner, my father and I walked through the streets of Beijing at night, the economic, cultural, and political center, where pedestrians were in a hurry, full of flickering neon lights and crowded crowds, and the cars moving forward at a turtle speed were driving extremely slowly, and then waiting at the traffic light intersections.

Dad walked in front, I carefully stared at his walking figure for a long time, he was a lot older, I remember when I was a child to travel to Beijing, I was sleepy and lazy, I just played a trick and refused to walk, he carried me through one downtown after another, until I fell asleep on him in a daze, fell asleep on the streets of Beijing......

When I passed by a snack street, I stopped in front of a stall selling hawthorn chips, and my father turned around, smiled at me, and asked, "Xi'an specialty, are you going to buy some?" ”

"Well, listening to the stall owner is our Shaanxi drop, fellow, take some away!"

"That's okay, this thing you have grown from a snack to a big one, you know how good you are." My father also replied to me in Xi'an, took out his wallet as he spoke, and the father and son spoke in Xi'an dialect, ushering in a friendly smile from the stall owner.

I refused my father's payment for me, and scanned the stall owner's payment QR code as I spoke, and then said, "Dad, cash payment is not popular now, so I scan the code." ”

Dad put away his wallet crampedly, and said with a smile: "I know it's popular, but I haven't learned to use it yet." ”

Get together with my parents less and leave more, we have very little time together in recent years, I haven't taught my father only a middle school culture for a long time, learning to use a steady stream of new software, I remember when I graduated from high school and taught him to play QQ number, he was always reluctant to learn, I persuaded my mother for a month or two, I told him, "This thing is free to send messages and open voices, and it doesn't cost anything for us to communicate", he muttered: "What is there to talk about between the masters, it's okay to care more about your mother!" ”

I know my father's temperament, I originally thought that this matter would be put on hold, but I didn't expect that less than a week after I started college, the QQ number I applied for my father popped up a video invitation, and after opening, he and his mother got in front of the video, and smiled awkwardly: "Your mother has to see you!" ”

The past made me suddenly lost in the streets of Beijing, and the corners of my eyes were sore, until my father patted me on the shoulder, twisted his head, and signaled me not to delay, and to hurry back.

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The light in the night is still flickering and intertwining, and the people on the road gather in the light, and scatter to different intersections, everyone's destination is different, the same is all trying to live a better life, each busy.

At the intersection near the hospital, I was waiting for the sidewalk traffic light to look by chance when I suddenly had the illusion that I saw an incomparably familiar figure, especially the long curly hair scattered over her shoulders, who was walking opposite me and walking in the other direction.

I breathed nervously, I had never felt that thirty seconds was so difficult in my life, gradually, the numbers seemed to become a kind of fate timer, I chased the figure that gradually disappeared into the night, while looking at the decreasing numbers, and when I retracted my gaze, the signal light finally turned green, I motioned for my father to go back to the hospital, I would arrive later, and then ran to chase the familiar figure, but by the time I ran across the street, she had disappeared......

I was not reconciled, and ran in the direction in which she had disappeared, but the figure seemed to have merged with the lights in the distance, leaving only a vague afterimage in my memory, which I could never find again.

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On the way back to the hospital, I couldn't calm down, and I was thinking about whether the figure was her or not, but the moment I looked up, I saw several women with the same long hair and shawls and white skirts, and then I realized that it was my own delusion, after all, she had gone to England a long time ago, how could she appear on the streets of Beijing?

In my melancholy, I gradually figured out that maybe I was too worried, it was precisely because I lost contact information and was anxious to know how she was doing now, that I was so inexplicably nervous, and I suffered from gains and losses in tension......

In this period of gains and losses, my thoughts were blown by a cold wind blowing as if they were scattering flowers, and then involved the night of eating barbecue in Xi'an, the night that gradually went away became my deepest memory, that night, Li Shi with a beer glass showed her first smile, I picked up the transparent wine glass that drank all the wine and looked at her, laughing and scolding to turn the wine glass into a "demon mirror", I want to see what she has changed, now I think about it, it's really ridiculous. After a long time, I didn't know until now that what I saw that night was the love that I would bring to love in the future, and the unforgettable memories that will never return......

Back in the hospital, outside the door of Mengmeng's exclusive ward, Xiaobao's grandmother was feeding him with a boiled potato, after seeing my arrival, she handed the potatoes to Xiaobao's hand, leaning on her back but walking eagerly, stretching out her hand from afar, I responded to her, when a pair of slender and rough hands held me, I was surprised to feel the affection.

Before Grandma Xiaobao spoke, her shriveled eyes left tears, she shook my hand excitedly, and choked with tears: "I heard Miss Su say, the little girl can still be saved, but it hurts you!" ”

Looking at her old appearance, I was speechless, Meng Meng's illness allowed the two families thousands of miles away to meet, Xiaobao's mother died, his father became a vegetative person, and the burden of the family fell on her grandmother, I once heard Miss Xiaosu say that her grandmother guarded six acres of low-yield land, and the potatoes planted were not enough to sell them to treat Xiaobao's father, and an elderly man raised so many poultry, and it took half a month to drag wheat straw every year......

I have also heard: my grandmother was doing farm work in the field under the rain, and she fell and lay on the bed for more than ten days, Xiaobao stood on a stool and learned to cook, and a four or five-year-old child who didn't even distinguish between oil and salt made three meals a day.

Life is always so ruthless: let the more tired people live, the stronger they live, and the stronger they live, the more tired they are.

Miss Xiao Su greeted her, she gently lifted her grandmother to wipe away her tears, and said, "Grandma, don't be sad, everyone will be sad when you are sad." After feeding Xiaobao potatoes, I hurriedly took you to rest, after sitting in the car for so long, you are afraid that your back pain will be committed again. ”

"Child, grandma really doesn't know how to repay you...... Here's a little bit of care, you must be a ...... of your subordinates," she let go of my hand, and took out a blue plaid handkerchief from the inner seam pocket of her blouse, which was untied and opened with a layer of newspaper, and when it was opened, there were thirty bills, denominations ranging from one hundred, fifty, and twenty, and she said nothing, and shoved them into my hand.

For urban workers, more than 2,000 yuan may be less than half a month's salary, but for the crops who rely on two harvests a year, seven or eight cents of corn costs thousands of catties, and dozens of pockets can be exchanged for this money.

I can't take anything I can't take, an old man with the burden of the family can save this money, maybe half a year, or a year...... Saying that, Miss Xiao Su also held her grandmother's somewhat rough hands and sobbed, and said for a while: "Grandma, you keep this money for Xiao Bao's father to treat his illness, and we will help the two children to the end until they grow up......"