In September 2006, the old man Deng Derui passed away.

For a time, the Deng family was full of sorrow.

But this was also the fuse for the Deng family's rupture.

The Deng family's Dinghaishen needle has fallen!

This year, Deng Shijie was in the fourth grade, and on this day, he was in class, and his grandfather didn't see him for the last time.

In fact, two weeks before Deng Derui's death, Deng Shijie had not seen this lovely and hateful grandfather.

Because adults are not allowed, it is said that children see filth and are easy to provoke unclean things.

In short, I am afraid of seeing ghosts and letting ghosts harm me. Superstition in the countryside is still relatively heavy, and the elders are all from that superstitious era.

Deng Shijie is even more unlikely to see Deng Derui.

Deng Derui died of suffocation caused by a stroke. Stroke is due to drinking too much alcohol, and drinking alcohol is due to having a dream.

After Deng Shijie transferred to his grandmother's house, Deng Derui missed this grandson very much. That's what I said.

One day, he had a nightmare.

"Deng Derui, your longevity is over, the two of you come to hook your soul, and you can catch it obediently!"

"Black and white impermanence, I, Deng Derui, asked myself if I haven't done anything bad in my life, why is my life so short?" Deng Derui was unwilling.

"The king of Hades wants you to die for the third watch, who dares to keep people until the fifth watch, I can only say that this is your life!" Black no cold.

"Alas!" Deng Derui accepted his fate.

Luo Po woke up Deng Derui, who was sweating profusely and shouting not to want, and said: "Old man, what's wrong with you, what nightmare are you doing?" ”

Deng Derui's face was pale, he didn't see blood, he didn't say a word, he lost most of his spirit, and it was like losing his soul from then on.

The temperament has also become rough, and every once in a while he will quarrel with Luo Posa, and a few times he even made a move

He also often drinks heavily, and the appetizer is a plate of peanuts and a few garlic cloves. A bottle of burnt knives will be drunk in two meals.

After Deng Derui and his family came back, they stopped farming at all, so his only source of income was cut off.

Don't think it's good to have more children, the eldest son has long been separated from him, and he has fallen out, and he can't wait to pinch it when he usually meets.

The second son is a prodigal and unruly person, he has always only cared about himself, he can be as chic as he can, how can people who don't care about his wife and children look at the old man.

The third son, Deng Fenglin, was a tragedy, and he didn't bring a single hair back after going out for several years.

The youngest son has not heard from him, let alone sending money back to support the elderly, and there has not been a phone call for many years.

In the end, the old man ran out of money, what's the matter. He had to go to his daughter's house on crutches to eat and drink.

"You're begging, people like you, why didn't you die early!" Luo Po said disgustedly.

"It's just harmful!"

"I'm not thanks to the good ones you gave birth to!"

The quarrel between the two started again, but this time it was bigger and the fight started.

Since Deng Derui's nightmare, he has become ignorant, ignorant of what to do, and unaware of what to do.

Do anything to drink alcohol. Lying in front of his son-in-law's house, he begged them to give them a bite of food to eat and a sip of wine to drink.

It's no different from a beggar, it's better than a beggar.

At the end of early September, Deng Fenglin fell off the bed.

Severe stroke. The whole person was paralyzed in bed, unable to urinate and feces, eating and drinking to be fed, and in the last three days, he could only rely on glucose injections to maintain his life.

The whole family gathered, and the death of the first patriarch made everyone panic.

When Deng Derui just fell out of bed, Deng Deng Fenglin was the first to discover him. Looking at the old man lying motionless on the ground, Deng Fenglin hurriedly ran over to help him.

"Dad, what's wrong with you, don't scare me!"

Deng Fenglin found that the old man's body was stiff, and he could stand up completely by him, and his mouth was crooked, he couldn't speak at all, he was drooling, and his hands were shaking.

Oops, this is a stroke, I have to rush to the hospital, Deng Fenglin thought to himself. hugged the old man and ran out, and called 112 for first aid.

"Dad, you can't have anything to do, you still have a lot of blessings to enjoy!"

There is no way to stop it, and it is impossible to resist it, the Grim Reaper has come. He was waiting for the Deng family to say their final goodbyes, and in fact, this was also the old man's last request.

Two weeks later, Old Man Deng closed his eyes forever. He was breathing heavily as he walked, reaching out as if to grasp something.

It's a reluctance to the world!

It's unwilling to be unwilling!

It's a disappointment with a few sons!

It's the desire for life!

At 9:10 p.m. on September 8, 2006 in the Great Xia calendar, Deng Derui died.