During her grandmother's hospitalization, Cao Ge never passed. Only Wu's mother was pulled back and forth by the driver to get a change of clothes.

The maid was not at home, and there was basically no one to prepare the meal. During that time, there were no three meals a day at all, Cao Ge was too busy to take care of herself, and she didn't even care about Cao Cancan and me. Xue Hao and Cui Yu occasionally bring some food, but after all, they have to work, and when they don't have ready-made, they just open the refrigerator and look through it, eat some biscuits, drink some milk, and solve the problem of food and clothing.

Cao Ge lost weight rapidly because of excessive sadness and insomnia and anxiety. My mother came a few times, but she only stayed for a while and left. Yes, she should not stay long. At that time, the reason why she should not stay for a long time was not because of the crampedness in the Cao family, the Cao family was already like this, where was there any cramped and uneasy? Mother left because she didn't want to see Cao Ge like this, and she couldn't do anything about it.

When the mother came twice, she would bring the buns she had wrapped, put them in the refrigerator, and told Cao Ge to steam them and eat them with the two children when she was hungry. Cao Ge nodded every time, but in fact, I didn't eat it once.

Except for going downstairs to eat some fruit, Cao Cancan basically locks himself in his room most of the time. I don't know what this girl is doing in the house, maybe she is looking through photos of her family of three? Maybe you're groping for the books in your bag? Perhaps, she will also lie on the bed and look out the window as I often do, thinking that the days of laughter and laughter of the Cao family are close at hand, but she can't touch the misery when she reaches out.

The plot development of this life is always unexpected. The Cao family's once popularity, all of a sudden, became as cold as a morgue, and the huge house, we who went back and forth, seemed to be no different from the walking dead.

I, an outsider "outsider", was originally so cautious in the Cao family, and even a few words could be wrong, but now, I can shuttle around all corners of the Cao family in a chic and free way. But I'm not happy at all. The one who is gone is gone, the one who goes to prison is gone, the sick are sick, the crippled are crippled. During that time, I was thinking, is this Cao family infected with some kind of spell? Or was it tricked? Is it really going to be so fast for a family to fall? Yes, really.

Later, I understood a truth, the common people always say, people do woe, the sky makes rain, perhaps, from the very beginning of the Cao family, this kind of deformed love has been doomed to this tragic ending, but the time has not come, retribution, sooner or later.

Zhang Jing returned to her parents' house with her children, and during that time, she rarely returned to Cao's house, except for occasionally picking up some necessary things, she basically did not hear from her. And every time she came back, she couldn't see any expression, but she was decadent and aging.

Within such a large Cao family wall, it is really dashing and like a world away.

In a blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed. I heard Xue Hao say that the results of my father's handling have come out. At that time, I didn't really remember the crimes convicted in the officialdom, I only knew that the director was masturbated and the job was gone. And Cao Qi and Zi Yunfei were also convicted and sentenced separately. As for how many years he was sentenced, I don't know.

All I know is that when I was in my 20s, I came back to see Cao Qi once, but he refused. I suspect that the reason for his refusal may be that he doesn't want me to see him so embarrassed, and he doesn't want to think of my father or even the entire Cao family by seeing me. After that, I didn't hear from him.

Grandma came back after a few days in the hospital. When Mother Wu pushed the old man who was once in good spirits to return to this familiar home again, a sentence suddenly flashed in my heart: Tonight is no longer the past.

Grandma's hemiplegia and speech barrier made her no longer quarrel with Cao Ge, she would not disturb the judgment of her children, and she also lost her ability to command. All I know is that when Mama Wu pushed her into Cao's house, Mama Wu squatted down to change the shoes on her grandmother's feet and tidied up the blanket she covered her legs, Grandma's head was tilted to one side, and she tried to turn her eyeballs, trying to see the home where she had lived for a long time, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Yes, in this secular game, grandma is also a loser. What she cared about the most ended up losing in her own hands. At that time, the Cao family was understandably a joke in the streets and alleys of Nanjing. The strange and varied discussions floated in the sky above the Cao family, turning around for a long time. At this time, the grandmother can only choose to turn a deaf ear and turn a blind eye.

It's true that the more people care about something, the less they get it.

Grandma used to think that she was the truth, she tried to control the fate of her children, tried to forcibly brand other people's lives with the brand of glory for herself, she needed to hear the praise of others, but she forgot that her children were also fleshly, they were not born with armor, she forgot, everyone is a mediocre person who cannot escape. She doesn't have the ability to be more than annoying, she can't change the predetermined trajectory of any life, what did she lose to? Lose, lose one move, lose the whole game.

My father returned to the Cao family the day after my grandmother returned. This man startled me when he returned. The smell of wine all over his body, and his face full of stubble. Compared with the confident Cao Mu before, he is completely like two people. I saw this alcohol-intoxicated father, and my heart was full of mixed feelings.

I don't know if he is hating himself or the injustice of heaven while anesthetizing himself with alcohol? But my father is a person who is unwilling to express his thoughts from beginning to end, and he is incomprehensible. Especially after the accident in the Cao family, he seemed to have aphasia, and locked himself in his room most of the time, either going out to drink, or lying in the house. Sometimes a stay can be a day.

Grandma's temper has become a little strange since she became ill, which may be a common problem of anxiety in all patients. At first, it was fine, but within a week, my grandmother started to lose her temper. Sometimes she will directly spill because Wu's mother's water is cold and hot, or simply skip meals, and even occasionally make noise in the middle of the night to watch TV, just like a child.

Grandma has always been taken care of by Wu's mother, but Wu's mother is also older after all. I often see that when Mama Wu is watching TV with her grandmother, she often accompanies her, and she falls asleep by herself. During that time, Cao Ge never went to see her in her grandmother's house, and even went upstairs to the bedroom around that door. Yes, Cao Ge still has hatred in his heart. I don't blame her for this. The hurdle that Cao Ge couldn't get over in his heart took time.

However, hate and love are also complementary relationships. I saw Cao Ge occasionally staring at the door in a daze when he saw his grandmother crying. I don't know what she's thinking herself.

Until one day, Xue Hao came, he brought his grandmother a very famous pastry in Nanjing at that time, and when he fed his grandmother, he put it in a bowl and broke it with a small spoon little by little. Cao Ge asked on the side: "Why are you so broken?" It's not for children! ”

"She's old, she's a kid now." I saw that after Cao Ge heard this, tears fell from the ground. She covered her mouth and ran out.

Yes, Xue Hao is right, grandma is old, she has lost the ability and energy to continue to fight against this world, for her at that time, perhaps maintaining life has become her top priority.

When a friend of mine was helping me write this part, he once asked me, "This, so sad, is it so short?" ”

"In this world, although most of the happiness is the same, and the misfortune is different, in fact, when we experience the existing grief, we always expand infinitely, and when we recall the sadness of the past, we basically pass it off. Because, apart from sorrow, there is nothing else. I said.

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