I walked out of the community non-stop, stood at the corner of the street, and went north to visually inspect the appearance of seven or eight miles to go directly to the hospital. Taking the bus is not my style as a barrister, so I waved to stop the taxi. Hohhot taxi started at eight yuan, and a ride cost me fifteen yuan, and I immediately regretted it after getting off the bus.

I wandered around the door of the hospital room, not knowing in what capacity I should go in to see "myself" in the hospital bed. Through the glass, I found that my parents were gone, so I must have gone back to rest after a busy night. In the ward, only the back of the person lying on the corner of the bed rested, it was Yin Hui, my wife. I know that back all too well, and we've lived together for almost three years.

In her sleep, she grabbed "my" hand tightly, I should have been moved, but Yin Hui's perennial care for me made me accustomed to it, and the moving thoughts did not rush to me. But I couldn't bear it, I wanted to go in, even if it was just to help Yin Hui put on a dress.

"Who are you looking for?" The nurse interrupted my hesitation as she wanted to enter the room. I moved sideways to get out of the way, and in a panic I stumbled: "I...... If you're wrong, I'll go over there and take a look. ”

I turned to leave, and I secretly encouraged myself in my heart: there is no need to panic, I have done nothing wrong. I'm Ding Xiaofei, I'm Ding Xiaofei, I'm Ding Xiaofei. Come on!

I wanted to go back to my parents and see that the old couple was getting older, so don't burn down their bodies anymore. My parents live near the Botanical Garden in the Muslim District, two stops away from the hospital, just enough to walk there and save money. Last night's heavy rain turned into a scorching sun, and sweat soaked through his clothes after barely taking two steps along the way. Passing by the commissary (a small shop selling groceries), I habitually asked the boss: "Take the bag Yuxi, and then take the bottle of Wang Laoji." I pulled out the few loose coins in my pocket and changed my words: "Take a bag of cistanche, take a bottle of mineral water for a dollar, and get a lighter." "I think the boss was rolling his eyes at me, and I paid and fled in a hurry away from his gaze.

I sat down in a chair on the side of the road and paused for a moment, and in an instant I filled a whole bottle of water. Light a cigarette and it fills with smoke. I began to miss my wallet, WeChat Pay on my mobile phone, my Audi Q5, and my comfortable home in the South 2nd Ring Road in Saihan District. In short, I miss everything that belongs to me.

Ten minutes away, I half-stopped, half-walked, and thirty minutes later, out of breath, I arrived at my parents' home, where I had lived for almost thirty years. This is a semi-commercial residence on the ground floor. The living room, dining room and kitchen were demolished and rebuilt to store goods, leaving only two small bedrooms and bathrooms. The makeshift kitchen was neatly placed in my parents' house, so that I could have my own space since I was a child. Despite the fact that it is next to the grocery area, the customers who come and go are noisy. But I never felt crowded in my childhood, I felt very lively, relying on the small store in the courtyard of the community to maintain our family of three in a tight but happy life.

My father was in the health care products business in his early years, and in the late 80s, it was still a fledgling industry. Health care products were very profitable in those days, and my father ran around the country to sell products, making a lot of money through hard work, and my mother was pregnant with me at the time. Since then, our family of three has moved from the bungalow compound left by my grandfather to the current building. At that time, the family lived a very wealthy life, and there were big fish and meat every day, and they were also envied and hated by many neighbors. The good times didn't last long, and my father's accident made our family's life fall overnight. My father had heart bypass surgery, and he also had several minor surgeries one after another, which was time-consuming and labor-intensive. Not only did he spend all his family's savings, but even the square compound left by his grandfather was sold to see a doctor. The mother who sold her property did not hesitate at all, and accompanied her father to pick up a life from the ghost gate. My father recovered from a serious illness, but his vitality was greatly damaged, and his physical strength and energy were not half of what they used to be. The competition in the health care product industry became more and more fierce, and my father had to give up. After that, he scraped together to start the current commissary business. During this period, my father also tried to make various livelihoods to supplement the family, but it didn't last long, and he was really powerless.

The old couple was busy all night, and the commissary was still open. There weren't many customers in the store right now, so I quietly glanced through the shelves and into the back room. The father was absent, and the mother was alone in bed. The breathing sound is very even, I don't know if I am asleep or close my eyes to recuperate. I watched my mother quietly for a long time, and I did not dare to come forward, nor did I dare to disturb her easily.

"Boss, are you there?" The customer poked his head out and shouted as he walked to the back room. The mother woke up from her sleep, her eyes bloodshot, and dragged her old steps to the counter. She said as she walked, "I'm here, I'm sorry to fall asleep, what are you going to buy?" "It wasn't until the customer left that my mother's eyes turned to me. I realized that maybe I should buy something too. Before I could speak, my mother roared like crazy, accompanied by the action of pushing me out: "What kind of heart do you have, you dare to come here, you are not welcome here." I...... If you can't wake up, I'm going to fight for my life and ask you to pay for it. "The mother clutched her chest, very emotional. I naturally know her physical condition, her heart is not very good, and she has high blood pressure. My eyes were moist and my heart ached. I hesitated for a moment, and quickly exited the commissary. I knew she was still watching me, and I turned and disappeared into her sight to reassure her.

I don't know how my mother met Ding Xiaofei, and I don't know what grievances they have. All I know is that I can't let my mother be irritated and sad anymore. I hid in a distant corner and saw that it was time for lunch. The commissary is like a market, with people coming and going, and occasionally you can see my mother busy. At this time, I had no clue about my 49-day journey, and I was confused and helpless. I didn't even know who to turn to, what to do, and I had no goal. This is more tricky than when I represent my clients in court and go to court. At least there is a clear legal basis for defending the interests of the parties. But now, there is no basis and experience to talk about, and there is no way to start. It didn't take me long to figure it out, but there were a few cigarette butts piled up under my feet. I wanted to talk to someone, but who could understand my current situation, and who would believe what I had happened to me overnight. If I hadn't experienced it myself, I wouldn't have believed that heresy.

I walked out of the neighborhood aimlessly, found a random fast-food restaurant and sat down by the window. I paid twenty yuan for a rice bowl and a cup of soy milk. The food was not to my liking, and I stared out the window at the bustling traffic and crowds. I realized that the immediate priority was a matter of livelihood, and that I could not waste all my time on making money, and that I had to spare a lot of time to collect pure tears. What can I do temporarily for 49 days? I scrambled to stuff food into my mouth and rushed back to the hospital. I thought of one person, and that was Shen Qian. I was so busy that I didn't know how Shen Qian was doing now.