Chapter 464: Mom Without Mom (Page 1/1)

"Zhuo Yang, my mother doesn't have a mother anymore." Mother Yang Hong hugged Zhuo Yang tightly, and her crying instantly changed from choking to howling.

Hurry up, and when Zhuo Yang arrived in Chengdu, he didn't see his grandmother for the last time, and his grandmother died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage at the age of 76.

Yesterday afternoon, when Zhuo Yang and his teammates were flying to Naples, grandma was at home with several old sisters who had not seen each other for several years. One minute he was talking and laughing, but the next minute he suddenly collapsed on the sofa.

Grandma was sent to West China Hospital of Sichuan University for rescue, and her uncle immediately notified Yang Hong and Zhuo Tongtong in Xi'an. Cerebral hemorrhage is the number one killer of the elderly, the matter is not trivial, the couple flew to Chengdu for the first time, and their father Zhuo Tongtong hurriedly informed Zhuo Qiu in Shanghai and Zhuo Yang in the distance.

Zhuo Yang got off the bus halfway, didn't go through the leave procedure at all, just said something, and got off the bus and went straight to the airport. Thankfully, as an international player, he always had his passport with him. Braida, the director of the team, was very decisive and immediately assigned special staff of the club to assist Zhuo Yang in all the formalities.

From Naples via Frankfurt to Singapore to Chengdu, the whole process got off the plane and got on the plane, almost without stopping, which was already the fastest flight plan of the day, but it was still not in time.

When Zhuo Yang arrived in Chengdu, it was already 7 o'clock in the evening of the 12th, and his grandmother passed away at 2:28 p.m.

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Mother Yang Hong has always been at a loss, like a frightened bird. She couldn't stop crying, but she didn't dare to cry loudly, because she couldn't believe that her mother was gone, and she was afraid that if she cried, her mother would really be gone.

It wasn't until Zhuo Yang arrived that Yang Hong finally let out a heart-rending cry when she saw her son appear in front of her. Zhuo Yang, mom doesn't have a mother from today onwards.

Like all daughters, Yang Hong has always been the pearl of her parents' palms, and her parents' love has allowed her to live in a warm sense of security since she was a child. Her parents are her strongest backing, and her husband continues to dot on her.

has been living in the love of her relatives, Yang Hong has no reason not to be confident, and there is no reason not to be a proud and outstanding woman.

Until that day comes, no one will really believe that our parents will eventually leave us.

When the parents are there, there is still a place to come from in life, and when the parents are not there, there is only a way back in life.

Yang Hong's sky fell, and Zhuo Yang's mother collapsed.

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In Zhuo Yang's mind, her mother has always been the mother who is very strong, she is strong, strong, beautiful and omnipotent. Nothing ever stumped Mom, Mom is the most powerful person in the world.

Zhuo Yang had never seen his mother so helpless, flustered and sad as she was today, and he and his sister accompanied her mother to cry loudly until her mother cried and fainted in her arms.

Mom fell asleep, and she must have hoped to wake up to find nothing more than a nightmare. She muttered 'Mommy' in her dreams, but she didn't have a mom anymore.

Zhuo Yang and his sister wore linen and filial piety in the mourning hall to guard the spirit, and Zhuo Tongtong did not leave his wife for a moment. In Chengdu in early summer, it rained coldly and misty.

Yang Hong woke up, she struggled to look at everything in the room with her empty eyes open, and when she finally understood that the loss of truth was coming, she suddenly hugged Zhuo Tongtong, but her slender body made her husband feel unable to breathe.

She called out to Zhuo Yang and Zhuo Qiu loudly in a panicked voice, and Zhuo Yang and her sister rushed over when they heard the sound and were hugged tightly by their mother.

"Zhuo Yang, in autumn, don't go anywhere, okay? You don't want to run around in the fall, Zhuo Yang, don't go to Italy either, okay? You're all at home, you're always at home, don't go anywhere, stay with your mom and dad all the time, okay? ”

Zhuo Yang and his sister nodded vigorously with tears in their eyes, and the family snuggled up to each other.

In all partings, the death of a loved one will make people even more confused and hopeless. Seeing the once familiar life come to an end, the ups and downs and happiness experienced with it in my memory came to my heart again in the heart-rending cry.

May the rain of the deceased scatter their hearts, but there is no concern in front of the bridge. May the living grow old with their children, and send lovesickness with a glass of sake.

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Zhuo Yang has never experienced the life and death of his relatives, and the death of his grandmother this time not only made him feel sad about the eternal separation between blood relatives, but also saw the weakness behind his mother's strength, as well as the calmness shown by his father Zhuo Tongtong.

Yang Hong has always been the backbone of the whole family, and she basically has the final say on the big and small things in the family, and the other three people are circling around her baton. When she was panicked and at a loss, Zhuo Yang and her sister couldn't help but panic together. But Zhuo Tongtong, who has always shown himself as a little man, stepped forward at this time and became the anchor of the family.

Zhuo Tongtong wants to take care of Yang Hong and accompany her to be sad, at this moment, any words of comfort are superfluous, only companionship is the most gentle healing. The father also has to settle the emotions of Zhuo Yang and his sister, so that they will abide by their responsibilities and not mess up like others. Zhuo Tongtong arranged his grandmother's funeral work in an orderly manner, everyone looked at him, and the mourning hall was crowded but busy but not chaotic.

Zhuo Tongtong has never been the kind of scholar who can dominate the wind and scold Fang Xuan, he always silently guards his own family like a drizzle.

With him, my mother, sister and Zhuo Yang have a sense of security, the mellow and poetic Yang Hong can be high-spirited, the Zhuo Qiu who is running around will have no distractions, and Zhuo Yang in a foreign country will always have a spiritual harbor.

Zhuo Yang watched his father's busy but calm figure in and out, he remembered his grandparents who he had never seen, and he didn't know how his 16-year-old father survived the days of losing his parents that year. When Zhuo Tongtong was just starting high school, his grandfather and grandmother were both killed in order to protect the school children in the flood.

At the age of seventeen, he went to a foreign country alone to study, and Zhuo Yang was quite proud of his independence and strength. But after his grandmother passed away, his mother's dejected appearance reminded him of his father's greatest pain and suffering in the world when he was seventeen years younger than himself.

Mom still has my father, sister and me by her side, but how did my father survive that time alone?

The family never asked the father, and the father himself never mentioned it. Seeing his mother who is now sad and losing her soul, and thinking of the difficulties when she first arrived in Germany, Zhuo Yang looked at his father's back, and tears flowed out again, for his father more than 30 years ago.

I heard my sister say that when I was reading books in the past two years, my father, who was originally short-sighted, had secretly put on reading glasses. Zhuo Yang could see that his father's sideburns were vaguely frost white, and the carvings of the years crept up on the face of his father, who he thought would never get old.

But Zhuo Tongtong's posture is always as tall as when he was young, and he never says that he is old.

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