During that time, my grandfather didn't go up the mountain to take care of the orange trees, so he sat in the cowshed and looked at the house in a daze. When I came back, I cooked for me, and soon my neighbor came to my grandfather with his mobile phone. said that there was a call to him, and the grandfather took the other party's mobile phone and shouted for a long time.

That night I saw my grandfather sitting outside the cowshed crying all night, and I knew that the call was from my father.

Later, my grandfather told me that my grandmother was hospitalized and had something called cancer in her stomach.

Said that the situation is not very optimistic, it can be removed but there are risks. In view of the fact that the grandmother is not young, the cost of follow-up treatment is about 70,000 yuan.

Grandpa cried all night thinking about money, and then grandpa thought of a way.

The foreman received the money to build a five-story building, and at this moment it was two and a half floors, and the grandfather asked if he could return half of it.

The foreman said that he could return, but he certainly couldn't return half of it.

I remember that at that time, my grandfather had a quarrel with the foreman, saying that the foreman had no conscience.

Later, after talking to his father, the foreman learned that the foreman was also very aggrieved, and the foreman's meaning was spent on the underground foundation. It's really not a matter of five floors covering two and a half half of the retreat, so you can only return up to 50,000 yuan.

Grandpa didn't say anything about Grandma's illness, but the whole village knew about the quarrel with the foreman.

Those who have been taken care of have all helped to come up with ideas and money, but the difference of 20,000 yuan is still too much.

At that time, the house stayed at two and a half floors, and my parents came home half a month later.

Grandma didn't have surgery, but chose to jump off the building because it hurt too much.

I heard that the windows of the cancer ward are nailed shut, and only less than half of them can be opened from the inside out.

Other patients said that they saw their grandmother constantly standing by the window for half a month, and at first they thought they were looking at the scenery, but they knew that it was too late.

I don't know why, I'm not afraid to jump off a building at all. I had this idea at school before, and I guess it was my grandmother's example for me. The difference is that the one I want to jump is only two stories high, and my grandmother's cancer ward is on the seventeenth floor.

After that, there was a funeral at home, and Grandpa said it was Grandma's funeral.

Soon after, Grandpa never woke up one night, and Dad found an empty bottle of paraquat in the cowshed.

The graves of the grandparents are just behind the Orange Mountain, and there is no money left over from the operation to continue to build the building, which is used to bury the grandparents, and the white grave can be seen from the top of the Orange Mountain.

It was also at that time that the oranges on the mountain slowly became less sweet.

There are many sayings that oranges are not sweet, and people in the village say that it is because of grandparents.

There are also those who say that there are dirty things in our house, and I won't mention those cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods.

Mom kept blaming herself for saying that it was her business that oranges were not sweet, and that her grandparents were in a hurry and didn't teach her mother how to grow oranges. Mom didn't know what oranges were good or bad.

Over the years, the oranges have become more and more sour from sweet to sour, and a few years before they turned sour, my mother thought that the conditions at home were the best in the village. As long as you guard the orange trees, you can make money, and you don't care about what the oranges on the mountain need, and it turns out to be like that.

At the beginning, there were people pulling big trucks to collect oranges, but they couldn't sell the most expensive pounds and threes.

From a piece of one pound, to seven cents a pound. One year's oranges are cheaper than a year's, and the villagers can't be invited to pick oranges. Mom does it herself, and sometimes Dad comes back from work to help. Although it is cheap, it cannot be sold, and if it is not sold, the ripe oranges will rot on the mountain if they fall.