Three, five, four

Mr. Yu drove the car to a road where the road was relatively wide and there were few people, so I practiced driving for a while, I was afraid that he would be hungry, so I urged him to go home and practice for a while.

He said, "That's fine, let's go back and eat first, and then come out early and practice for a while." ”

"It's time to rest when you're done eating."

"I'm not a pig, I'll sleep when I'm done." We talked along the way and arrived at his house.

I thought that after we went back, we would all have to cook freshly, but what I didn't expect was that Mr. Yu had already cooked all the meals. Two dishes, one soup, although it is quite simple, but looking at the color of the dishes, I haven't eaten yet, I am hungry, and I look too appetizing.

"Teacher Yu, why don't you wait for me to come back?" Even though I had some food, I still asked him complainingly. What has become of this now? He was a patient, I didn't take care of him, he had to pick me up and drop me off every day, then accompany me to practice, and then cook for me. How can anyone be so kind to me?

"I don't have anything to do all day, and if you don't let me cook some food, then what am I doing all day long? You can eat it in peace, don't think about it. Wen Li, if you can accompany me when you commute to and from work, and then accompany me to eat, I will be content. At the very least, I don't live alone every day, it's better than anything else. I also thank you for saying that I have taken up all my time on Sundays now, and you have less time to earn extra money. He laughs.

Indeed, since I knew that Teacher Yu had this disease, I have received a lot less work, and now I occasionally collect a little, so that the two people who do the work for me can work a little bit, just let them earn as much as before, how can I let them earn a basic salary.

"I don't make much money, but I'm also happy when I go out? Actually, I don't want to be too tired, so I'm content. I don't need a rich life, I just need to be plain. I'm not a strong woman, as long as I can earn enough to open my own car and save some pension money, I'll be content. Maybe I don't have big ambitions. ”

"That's right to think so, we are just ordinary people, just one of the many beings in this world, to be an ordinary person, it is enough to have a career that can support itself, although we can't make much contribution to the country, but we don't do anything bad."

"Looks like you've got it alive too. I think the same way now, in fact, I have lived half my life, and I can be regarded as living to understand. When I saw my parents leave me one by one, I always wondered, what are we living for? At the beginning, in order to earn some money, I wanted to go back to see my parents, but now I want to see them, can I still watch them? ”

"Therefore, we must cherish everyone around us who is good to us, otherwise it will be too late to regret the loss." Teacher Yu continued my words.

"yes."

After we finished eating, Teacher Yu asked me, "What, don't you want to live with me?" ”

"I don't want to." I say. Actually, I'm not afraid of what the teacher will do to me, but I said that I want to open it and don't care about other people's opinions, but in fact, in my heart I still care, after all, we still live in the crowd and can't do our own thing.

"Alright then, I'll send you back." I didn't stay, Mr. Yu wasn't angry, he was good at this, no matter what happened between us, what differences we had in our views, but the differences were different, he wouldn't get angry because I had different views with him, or persuade me to think the same as him.

When Teacher Yu sent me off, he still asked me to drive back on the road. Because it was past the rush hour after work, there were not many people on the road, so I could drive it myself, just

Slow down, nothing else.

In this way, for many days, Teacher Yu sent me to work in the morning, and Teacher Yu picked me up from work in the evening, and then after he finished eating at his place, he sent me back and guided me to practice driving on the way. Although I always felt that I was not happy, he always had a reason to convince me to enjoy his care with peace of mind. Not only did he not feel tired at all, but he still seemed to enjoy it.

I'm really surprised, is he a patient? Is there really a miracle in him? Not only did his illness not affect his eating and drinking, but he was always red and looked very good. Several times I wanted him to check it again to see if it was wrong in the first place. But I didn't dare to say it. Because I said that, it was like reminding him that he was a cancer patient. Didn't he always tell me not to let me mention his illness? He said that he should live happily for the rest of his life as if he did not have this disease.

If he said that, how could I always remind him that he was sick? But I couldn't find a chance to cook for him, or take care of him. Because in the morning he came to see me off, and when he took me back in the evening, I went to his house to see that the meal was ready, and the house was almost cleaned, if not spotless. What else can I help him? His words were nothing but me and I to eat and talk with him.

During this period, my driving skills are getting better day by day, and my mood is getting better day by day. Seeing each other like this, I always felt that something was wrong. That's not right. Isn't it normal? He is a patient, a patient who has cancer and does not have long to live, and I am a person who can't say that he loves him, but at least he is a person who is afraid that he will die, and he will leave me forever, but except for the occasional worry that he will leave suddenly, I usually have a very happy time with him, and sometimes I want to be sad but I can't be sad? Am I too cold-blooded? Is it because I was hurt too deeply by Zhang Xu, so I have no feelings, or am I insane? Otherwise, Teacher Yu is going to pass away, how can I still be happy when I am with him?

Teacher Yu is also wrong. At least I don't think he's normal. He's a dying man, so why isn't he scared at all? Not only is he not afraid, but every day I watch him very happy, is his happiness fake? He was afraid that I would be sad, so even if he was afraid, he didn't say it or show it. It must be like this, he was originally a person who thought about everything for me. But the complexion and spirit can't be pretended. And he eats a lot of food at every meal, I was afraid that he would not be able to swallow it, so I wanted to make more porridge for him, or try to make some liquid food, but he made his own dinner, and never made porridge. I don't know what esophageal cancer patients are like, but I've heard that it is difficult to swallow, but I have never seen him swallow hard.

Thinking like this, I don't understand in my heart what is going on, and I don't dare to say it, and I don't dare to ask, anyway, as long as he is happy, I will be happy, don't think about it, don't think about anything, I persuade myself.