Chapter 372 Companionship, filial piety that cannot be measured by money
Yang Wenbin and his sister looked at each other, and they were very helpless to each other.
In this situation, it is difficult and painful for everyone, especially their loved ones, to make any choice.
However, both siblings have a common wish, that is, to let their father spend his last days without pain.
Originally, the sister and brother came with the idea of being diagnosed. Now the doctors have given a clear statement and they have given their advice.
So, the two decided to go home first.
Yang Wenbin and his sister, holding Abba, got into a private car driven by his sister's colleague and returned to their hometown after a few hours of travel.
When they arrived at the door, Grandma came out from the door and was very happy to see that Yang Wenbin had also returned.
Seeing the two sisters and brothers, they came back together, and the father walked into the house with a lot of arms and legs, and the mother's heart relaxed, and asked, "Is there anything wrong with your father's illness?" ”
My sister said, "It's not a big deal. Just take some medicine. ”
A few people entered the house and began to busily cook.
When he returned home, Yang Wenbin felt a sense of intimacy.
He lived in this home for nine years.
From elementary school to junior high school graduation, I lived in this home every day.
In front of the house and behind the house, every grass and tree has a deep feeling.
But after all, many years have passed, and something has changed.
For example, wooden doors and windows have been replaced with aluminum alloys.
The East Wing was built.
The ballast floor has become a red brick paved floor.
The big black dog, who had been with them for more than ten years, was also replaced by a little yellow dog.
Yang Wenbin remembered He Zhizhang's poem "Returning to the Hometown Doll Book": "The young man left home and the eldest returned, the hometown accent has not changed, the sideburns have declined, the children do not know each other, and they smile and ask where the guests come from." ”
There is also Cui Hu's poem: "In this door last year, the peach blossoms on the human face were red, the human face was unknown, and the peach blossoms were still smiling in the spring breeze."
Grandma is home alone, and after wrapping dumplings, it is Yang Wenting's favorite leek filling.
The family is happy together.
Yang Wenbin and his sister hid the pain in their hearts.
They can't let their mother suffer like this anymore. They don't want Grandma to be psychologically tortured because of Abba's illness.
Although she ate dumplings, Grandma still fried four dishes.
Her son is back, and she can't let her son's stomach go down.
When I used to study, every winter and summer vacation, Yang Wenbin and his sister stayed at home, and Abba and Grandma tried their best to make food for them. Grind a basket of water tofu, wrap bean buns, and steam white steamed buns with large noodles.
It was the happiest day of the holiday for Yang Wenbin and his sister.
After eating, Liang Wenbin wandered around the yard and took the initiative to find work.
Because he feels that he owes Abba and Auntie too much, and it is just right to come back for the past few days, and he must compensate for it.
I saw the vegetable patch in the garden, there was a bit of water shortage!
So he found a water pipe from the side house, one end to the water tap in the house, and the other end to the ditch in the vegetable garden.
Pushing on the power, he was in the vegetable garden, looking at the mouth of the pool.
First, make a small opening in the pool on the side. Put the water in and when the water is full, then open the next pool and fill it in turn.
When Yang Wenbin was young, the last thing he liked to do was press Yangjing.
Because of the small size at that time, most of the wells were hand-pressed, and the handle of the well needed to be pressed down one by one so that the water could be continuously pumped out of the well.
Several pools of water pressed down, and his little hands were often sharpened thick and strong.
Now, in the well under the ground, a pump is installed underneath and automatically pumped up.
The changes in the countryside are still very great.
When I was young, I used two corns to remove the corn kernels, and rubbed them back and forth vigorously in my hands. It takes effort, and if you are not careful, your hands will be rubbed and the skin will be broken.
Now there is a manual corn removal machine, which stuffs the corn cob into the mouth, turns the machine, and the corn particles are scraped off, leaving only a corn cob. It is labor-saving and efficient to use.
When I was a child, I used a plough stick to plough the ground, then a gourd to plow the seeds, then a wooden board to scrape the ground, cover the seeds with soil, and finally pull a stone stone to compact the soil in the ditch.
And now planting, as long as the ground is ploughed with a tractor, the ground is very soft, and then, with a manual machine, inserted into the ground, on the top of the button press, the seed is sent into the soil, the depth is just right, neither scraping, nor pressing, just right.
Just wait for the seeds to germinate, and the seedlings will grow.
After watering the garden, Yang Wenbin returned to the house. Abba was sitting on the edge of the kang, rolling a dry tobacco on a white piece of paper, ready to smoke one.
A few days ago, when Abba had a severe cough, Grandma did not allow Abba to smoke. But after smoking for so many years, I'm used to it, and I want to change it for him, but I can't change it.
Now that I have this disease, although it has a certain relationship with smoking, at this point, what is the point of talking about it?
So, he and his sister simply didn't care. If Abba wants to smoke, let him smoke!
Anyway, I don't know how long I can smoke.
And Grandma is still on the side, chattering, muttering: "Still smoking, coughing like that?" When you smoke it, you won't smoke it. ”
The old couple quarreled, and Yang Wenbin and his sister didn't explain too much.
I had to say to Abba, "If you can smoke less, you can take one less sip." ”
Then, turning his head, he persuaded Grandma again: "Leave him alone, let him smoke two mouthfuls if he likes to smoke!" ”
Abba's condition seems to be more serious, except for coughing, panting is a little difficult, there seems to be something blocked in his throat, wheezing, panting with his mouth open to be more comfortable.
Accompanied by coughing.
Yang Wenbin and his sister felt very worried when they heard it.
When Abba and Grandma were arguing in the house, the two of them went to the courtyard and quietly discussed where to buy that Colorlight's medicine.
So, my sister started calling her colleagues, especially those who had relatives in the hospital, asking them to ask if there were any drugs for cancer treatment.
Yang Wenbin also picked up the phone and asked where he could buy this medicine.
At the same time, Yang Wenbin found a computer and sent Abba's examination film to his comrades-in-arms working in the Political Department of the Army General Hospital, asking him to take a look at this film and whether there are any good and more effective treatment methods.
The next day, his comrades replied to him.
He said that he showed Yang Wenbin's father's CT film to the experts in the hospital's oncology department. The expert watched the film and said with certainty that it was indeed an advanced stage of cancer and that it had spread. Judging from the condition and age of the patient, it is no longer suitable for surgery, radiotherapy and chemotherapy.
The best way is conservative treatment, that is, to take some anti-cancer oral drugs to increase some nutrition. Strengthen the body's resistance and maintain an optimistic attitude, maybe life can be extended a little longer.
Seeing that the experts of the general hospital also said the same, Yang Wenbin strengthened his determination to treat conservatively.
Moreover, sister, by begging the classmates to watch the film, the local experts, the results are still the same. In other words, in the advanced stage, it is no longer suitable for surgery and radiotherapy and chemotherapy, and it has no other effect except to increase the pain of the patient.
No, instead of Abba's illness, Yang Wenbin, in the past few days at home, feels very guilty and self-blamed.
He wiped the table and swept the yard every day, and even took out the dung that had accumulated for a period of time in a bucket, picked it out of the wall, and mixed it with the dust and soil to make farm fertilizer.
In short, he rushed to take over any dirty work and tiring work to make up for the guilt of failing to fulfill his filial piety for so many years.