Chapter 30: The End-of-Life Will
Zhu Xiaohua bypassed the corridor and pushed the door into the house.
The house is a common two-bedroom apartment, more than sixty square meters, the floor is concrete, and the white walls are pasted with portraits of great men and wall calendars.
There are two rooms in this family, one room for Zhu Xiaohua's father and mother, and one room for three children.
Three children, two beds, Zhu Xiaohua and his younger brother Zhu Xiaoming sleep in the lower bunk, and his sister Zhu Xiaoyan sleeps in the upper bunk.
Later, Zhu Xiaohua sang everywhere and rarely went home. The lower bunk was left to his younger brother Xiaoming.
Zhu Xiaohua's mother, Huang Juan, was lying on the bed, her body was emaciated, her face was sallow, and she kept coughing.
After seeing Zhu Xiaohua, he couldn't help crying.
Huang Juan said: "It's my mother who is dragging you down. Your uncle is not human. ”
Zhu Xiaohua didn't know what to say.
After all, he is not the original Zhu Xiaohua, and in the face of the Zhu family, he doesn't know how to get along with them.
However, as a son of man, he still needs to take care of Zhu Xiaohua's father's funeral.
This is also the purpose of his return from leave.
Zhu Xiaohua said: "Mom, don't worry, with me, no one can bully our family." ”
When Zhu Xiaohua shouted "Mom", he always felt a little awkward.
Huang Juan took Zhu Xiaohua's hand and said, "Son, you have to promise Mom." In case one day, I am also gone, you must take care of your younger siblings and take care of this family. ”
Zhu Xiaohua shook his heart and said, "Mom, you'll be fine." Wait for me to come out and make money to cure you. ”
Huang Juan shook her head: "Mother's illness, I know best." Xiaohua, do you agree? ”
Zhu Xiaohua thought of the magic capital and his two listed companies, and his heart fluctuated. It is unlikely that he will stay here forever.
His billions of net worth can't be abandoned like this.
Someday, he will go back.
"Xiaohua, do you agree? If I'm gone, your younger brothers and sisters will only have you as the big brother to rely on. ”
Huang Juan opened her begging eyes, waiting for his answer.
Zhu Xiaohua nodded, in this situation, he couldn't have any other choice.
Seeing Zhu Xiaohua nodding, Huang Juan finally showed a smile: "I'll just say, you are their eldest brother, how can you let the two of them ignore it." With your words, Mom, I'm relieved. ”
Huang Juan held Zhu Xiaohua's hand tightly again: "Xiaohua, you must remember what you promised your mother today." Certain! ”
Huang Juan coughed violently again due to her agitation.
She slowly lay down flat, gasping for air, with a hint of contentment on her face, slowly closing her eyes and not speaking again.
When Zhu Xiaohua saw Huang Juan lying down, he no longer disturbed her to rest, turned around and went out to deal with his father's funeral with Zhu Xiaoyan and Zhu Xiaoming.
Neighbors and colleagues from the tractor factory also came to help.
Everyone gathered his father well, put on new clothes and shoes, painted makeup, and sent him to a nearby cemetery.
A middle-aged woman in her fifties and sixties, Aunt Tao, a neighbor, said: "Xiaohua, after you come out, you must study well." Stop singing, get a job, take care of your younger siblings, and live a down-to-earth life. ”
Another neighbor, Aunt Li, said: "That's it, Xiaohua grew up with us watching, what kind of hooligan can he be." When you come out, be a good ......"
Zhu Xiaohua was about to thank them for two sentences, when he suddenly heard Zhu Xiaoyan crying in the room.
"Mom......"
Zhu Xiaohua flashed into the room, only to see Zhu Xiaoyan holding Huang Juan's hand and shaking it constantly. But Huang Juan, who was lying on the bed, was already stiff and numb, unconscious.
Zhu Xiaohua reached out and touched it, but Huang Juan was no longer breathing.
Huang Juan passed away.
"Mom!"
Zhu Xiaohua couldn't help but shout and knelt beside the bed.
Neighbors heard the cries and shouts in the room and crowded into the room.
"Juan, Huang Juan......"
Some neighbors called her. However, Huang Juan did not respond.
The neighbors were also in a heavy mood.
"Alas, my father just died, and my mother is gone."
"Father and mother died on the same day, what a tragedy in the world."
When Zhu Xiaoyan's brother and sister cried for half an hour, the neighbor came over to restrain Huang Juan.
Someone held Zhu Xiaohua's hand and said, "Don't be too sad, please mourn." ”
Everyone cleaned up Huang Juan again.
An elderly person deliberated and said, "Zhu Xiaohua and his father haven't been buried yet, hurry up and inform the cemetery to wait." Just brought his mother on, and the couple were buried together. Save trouble and money. ”
Zhu Xiaoyan objected and said, "How can you be so hasty, this is my mother, I want to bury her well." ”
The neighbor's aunt persuaded her: "Yan, bury your mother well, is your family rich now?" Your mother has been sick for many years, and she has borrowed more than 20 yuan from my family and has not repaid it. Everyone is thinking about your brothers and sisters. ”
Another neighbor interjected, "Yes, you brothers and sisters don't know, your father also borrowed more than ten yuan from my family." Alas, now that the people are gone, I don't know who else I can ask for this money in the future. ”
Zhu Xiaohua stood up and said, "Thank you uncles, aunts, uncles and aunts for your help. I will pay back the money my mother borrowed for medical treatment. ”
He took out a homework book and asked the neighbors to write down how much money his father had borrowed before his death.
The neighbor's aunt smiled happily and registered one by one.
In a short time, seven or eight people had already been registered.
The others were either embarrassed or sympathetic to the three siblings, and did not come forward to write.
Zhu Xiaohua calculated, and these scattered arrears add up to more than 100 yuan. In this day and age, this is already a lot of money.
Zhu Xiaoyan and Zhu Xiaoming both looked at the notebook in his hand and asked, "Brother, do you want to be buried together?" That's too rudimentary, isn't it? ”
Zhu Xiaohua closed his eyes, nodded and said, "Just listen to the uncles and aunts, let's bury them together." ”
First, this family does owe a lot of money to others, and now if they open their mouths to borrow money, I'm afraid no one will borrow it.
Second, his time is limited, he only has one day off, and I am afraid that he will not be able to wait for his father to be buried before his mother is buried.
Burial together is the easiest way for them.
It is also the best choice.
Hearing Zhu Xiaohua's nod in agreement, the crowd carried Huang Juan out again with their hands and feet, and went straight to the cemetery to chase after his father.
In the evening, at dusk, his father and mother were buried together in the cemetery.
Everyone stood in front of the cemetery, discussing the deeds of the couple.
Zhu Xiaohua's brother and sister wore linen and filial piety and knelt in front of the tomb. In the clay basin in front of him, paper money was burned.
"I remember one year, Xiaohua was fighting with her classmates at school. When he returned, his father asked him to stand outside the compound in the rain. At that time, it was raining so heavily, Xiaohua stood there motionless, and no one could persuade him. ”
"Yes, Xiaohua was stubborn at that time, I handed him an umbrella, and he didn't want it. Who knew that when he grew up, he would sing hooligan songs in a song hall. ”
When people mentioned Zhu Xiaohua's father Zhu Zhiwu, they couldn't help but talk about him again.