It took five or six days for the psychological shadow of "food poisoning" to slowly fade from my heart. However, as the old saying goes, "once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of the well rope for ten years", when eating snacks, I will still be a little restrained, and I don't want to go to the hospital again for the reason of greed.

At noon today, my father answered a phone call, his expression was very serious, and his whole expression became gloomy.

Mom nervously asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Dad sat down on the table and said, "Just now the eldest nephew called and said that the eldest brother had cancer, which was terminal, and there was not much time left, and he would live for three months at most." ”

"What? Uncle has cancer? I was so frightened that the pencil leads in my hand were broken, and I looked at my dad with a look of horror.

"Oh my God, how did such a good person get cancer? Where did you find it? Could it be a misdiagnosis? Mom also asked with a look of disbelief.

"I also asked just now, and I was sure, they went to Shanghai to do a full set of inspections." Dad said calmly, his face full of sadness in capital letters.

Thinking of my uncle, who was very kind to me in the past, was suddenly diagnosed with a terminal illness today, time is running out, and for a while, I can't accept it, let alone my father?

My father was my grandmother's old son, born in her forties. Elder Uncle Dad is about twenty years old, and he is his grandmother's first child.

Therefore, when I was a child, it was basically the uncle who took the father, and the father actually grew up with the lobby sisters, and the relationship between the father and the uncle was both brother and father.

Grandpa was not in good health and died relatively early, and most of the time it was the uncle who was taking his father with him.

I didn't want to accept it, but I had to. But my dad really didn't know how to persuade him.

"Let's go see Big Brother tomorrow." Dad said to Mom.

My mother nodded and said, "Okay, bring some supplements, is cancer going to be chemotherapy?" That's a lot of money, isn't it? Can the eldest nephew stand it? Shall we take some money? ”

Mom looked at Dad worriedly and asked a series of questions.

Dad nodded and said, "You're right, we have to go to the bank to withdraw some money first." ”

The two of them chattered quietly for a while, and then went to a nearby bank to withdraw money.

Actually, Uncle is not the first person I have heard of who has had cancer.

The first one was actually a collateral uncle, who was in his sixties when he got cancer, a little older than the uncle.

We are a wife in this area, not very close, after the funeral at that time, I was about eight or nine years old, I only know that there are many people, the coffin rack at home for half a month before being buried, and the funeral is half very grand.

Before the burial, a group of adults and children knelt and wept, and I was also covered with a white turban, bowed my head, knelt and bowed, and performed the funeral.

This is the case in the countryside, red and white ceremonies are indispensable for crying and crying, and it is good to cry and move the world.

At that time, I only felt a slight pain in my heart, and I only knew that this was a funeral, and I couldn't laugh, but I had to have a sad expression.

Mom and Dad also went to Zhang Luo for a while, and the children got together to play at the door, and the funeral was very lively.

I only know that after being buried, this person will never be seen again, and it is indeed a terrible thing to start from the announcement of death, and slowly fade out of our realization, and be forgotten little by little.

Now this kind of thing has fallen on me, a very close uncle, who was declared a "death date" by fate, and the pressure on my heart was a very heavy stone, which made me breathless.

You say, how good it would be if people could live forever? There is only life and separation, and there is no death. Or, if there really is a place called heaven, it would be better to be able to talk to the living and deceased loved ones on the phone, than to never be able to see them.

But from the moment people are born, there is one thing that cannot escape, and that is death.

We came to this world crying, and died in the cry of everyone, our lives are just a few decades, what is the purpose of going through this experience?

(Broken...... There is another book that has not been updated.,The following makes up the word count first.,Mix points? Full attendance is not easy, and it is made up around 1 a.m. Sorry)

It took five or six days for the psychological shadow of "food poisoning" to slowly fade from my heart. However, as the old saying goes, "once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of the well rope for ten years", when eating snacks, I will still be a little restrained, and I don't want to go to the hospital again for the reason of greed.

At noon today, my father answered a phone call, his expression was very serious, and his whole expression became gloomy.

Mom nervously asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Dad sat down on the table and said, "Just now the eldest nephew called and said that the eldest brother had cancer, which was terminal, and there was not much time left, and he would live for three months at most." ”

"What? Uncle has cancer? I was so frightened that the pencil leads in my hand were broken, and I looked at my dad with a look of horror.

"Oh my God, how did such a good person get cancer? Where did you find it? Could it be a misdiagnosis? Mom also asked with a look of disbelief.

"I also asked just now, and I was sure, they went to Shanghai to do a full set of inspections." Dad said calmly, his face full of sadness in capital letters.

Thinking of my uncle, who was very kind to me in the past, was suddenly diagnosed with a terminal illness today, time is running out, and for a while, I can't accept it, let alone my father?

My father was my grandmother's old son, born in her forties. Elder Uncle Dad is about twenty years old, and he is his grandmother's first child.

Therefore, when I was a child, it was basically the uncle who took the father, and the father actually grew up with the lobby sisters, and the relationship between the father and the uncle was both brother and father.

Grandpa was not in good health and died relatively early, and most of the time it was the uncle who was taking his father with him.

I didn't want to accept it, but I had to. But my dad really didn't know how to persuade him.

"Let's go see Big Brother tomorrow." Dad said to Mom.

My mother nodded and said, "Okay, bring some supplements, is cancer going to be chemotherapy?" That's a lot of money, isn't it? Can the eldest nephew stand it? Shall we take some money? ”

Mom looked at Dad worriedly and asked a series of questions.

Dad nodded and said, "You're right, we have to go to the bank to withdraw some money first." ”

The two of them chattered quietly for a while, and then went to a nearby bank to withdraw money.

Actually, Uncle is not the first person I have heard of who has had cancer.

The first one was actually a collateral uncle, who was in his sixties when he got cancer, a little older than the uncle.

We are a wife in this area, not very close, after the funeral at that time, I was about eight or nine years old, I only know that there are many people, the coffin rack at home for half a month before being buried, and the funeral is half very grand.

Before the burial, a group of adults and children knelt and wept, and I was also covered with a white turban, bowed my head, knelt and bowed, and performed the funeral.

This is the case in the countryside, red and white ceremonies are indispensable for crying and crying, and it is good to cry and move the world.

At that time, I only felt a slight pain in my heart, and I only knew that this was a funeral, and I couldn't laugh, but I had to have a sad expression.

Mom and Dad also went to Zhang Luo for a while, and the children got together to play at the door, and the funeral was very lively.

I only know that after being buried, this person will never be seen again, and it is indeed a terrible thing to start from the announcement of death, and slowly fade out of our realization, and be forgotten little by little.

Now this kind of thing has fallen on me, a very close uncle, who was declared a "death date" by fate, and the pressure on my heart was a very heavy stone, which made me breathless.

You say, how good it would be if people could live forever? There is only life and separation, and there is no death. Or, if there really is a place called heaven, it would be better to be able to talk to the living and deceased loved ones on the phone, than to never be able to see them.

But from the moment people are born, there is one thing that cannot escape, and that is death.

We came to this world crying, and died in the cry of everyone, our lives are just a few decades, what is the purpose of going through this experience?

。 m.