Chapter 80 "Second update" on the events of that year

Sheng's mother recognized him as Xiao Mao, who was helping in the orchard, and her face turned pale when she heard this: "What?! Why did he break his leg?!"

Shengchuan also stood up from the chair.

Xiao Mao said: "It was dark and the road on the mountain was slippery. Uncle Jiang He accidentally fell into a ditch when he was going down the mountain. His leg was broken and he can't walk now. I am the only one on duty at night on the mountain. I can't carry him."

Sheng's mother cursed "old thing" in a low voice, quickly untied her apron and threw it on the table, then followed Xiao Mao up the mountain. Seeing this, Shengchuan took a flashlight from the house and followed her. The three of them took advantage of the opportunityAfter walking on the mountain road for half an hour in the dark night, I saw Sheng Jianghe sitting on a big rock.

He probably couldn't walk anymore. His body was in tatters and covered with grass leaves. He couldn't move one of his legs. The knee was bloody and bloody. It was obvious that he had fallen unclearly. Sheng's mother wanted to hit him twice: "You old fool."Yes, why did you run up the mountain when it was dark? You are fine now, why didn’t you break your leg?”

Hearing this, Father Sheng seemed to want to defend himself, but when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Shengchuan was also coming. The words suddenly stuck in his throat. He turned his head with a groan, frowned and scolded in a low voice: "Just scratch a little bit of skin.What are you making such a fuss about!"

After saying that, I didn’t know where the energy came from, so I just stood up from the stone, but fell down again before I could stand firmly. Sheng’s mother stamped her feet anxiously: “Old man, please stop moving and go to the clinic quickly., it’s terrible to have a broken leg!”

Father Sheng was about to speak when he heard the words, but saw Shengchuan suddenly squatting down in front of him. Although his back was not completely broad, he still had a sense of reliability. He frowned and said with no emotion: "Come up, I will carry you to the clinic.".”

Father Sheng didn't expect him to be like this, and was stunned on the spot. Xiao Mao urged: "Uncle Jiang He, why don't you move still? Hurry up, what will happen if the clinic is closed soon?"

Sheng's mother also said: "Hurry up, we can't delay the injury."

After hearing this, Father Sheng lay down on Shengchuan's back. His limbs were stiff and he didn't know how to let go. His rough hands were covered with calluses and stained with mud. They only dared to fall on his shoulders and in his chest.I held my breath and didn't dare to spit it out, as if this would reduce some weight.

Sheng Jianghe was tall and strong when he was young, and now he is naturally quite heavy. But when this man with a stubborn temper all his life lay down, Shengchuan could still clearly feel that he was getting old, and his body had gradually become rickety, and he avoided his legs.He got up and carried him down the mountain.

Xiaomao used a flashlight to light the way in front. The clinic was at the entrance of the village. It was not far away, but it was difficult to carry it all the way. On a cool night, Shengchuan was sweating all over. When he carried Sheng's father to the clinic,, hair is wet.

The doctor was not asleep yet. He heard the noise and came out to take a look. He was also shocked: "Why did it fall like this? Quickly, quickly, put it on the chair."

In this village, everyone knows each other. But Shengchuan hasn’t come back for a long time. He can’t remember the appearance of some people, and he doesn’t know how they are related. He saw the doctor treating Sheng Jianghe’s wounds., turned around and walked to the doorstep to sit down.

The moon was shining brightly, and when the wind outside blew, a slight chill ran down Shengchuan's back. He touched the back of his neck unconsciously, but he heard the faint voices of the doctor and Sheng Jianghe talking through the glass door of the clinic..

"Old Sheng, is that young man at the door Achuan?"

"Hey, it's..."

"Tsk, tsk, he is such a talented person. No wonder you always praise him for his filial piety. I thought you were bragging before, but today I saw that he is a good young man."

Father Sheng was obviously a little absent-minded, and he just smiled honestly at the doctor's joke. He always looked at the figure sitting outside the glass door unconsciously, and then unconsciously rubbed his trouser pockets. Under the light of the light,The aging lines and ravines on his face are clear and distinct.

Sheng's mother came out at some point. When she saw Shengchuan sitting on the stone steps without saying anything, she sighed softly and sat next to him: "Why don't you go in and sit down?"

Shengchuan was still not used to being in the same room as Father Sheng. Hearing this, he shook his head and said, "It's cool outside."

Of course Sheng's mother knew that her son was feeling awkward. She tightened the small sliding glass door at the entrance of the clinic, and after a moment of silence, she suddenly whispered: "Don't blame your father..."

Even though she was old, Sheng's mother still looked delicate, and she could vaguely see some of the handsomeness of her youth. She made a fist with her right hand, lightly hammered her calf, and sighed: "I don't know a lot of people like him.I haven’t studied for a few days, so I can understand the truth. Kawako, you look soft-tempered, but mom knows that you are actually as stubborn as your father..."

"In the past few years, he has had a tough mouth and refused to bow his head, but he has long regretted it in his heart. He got drunk once and said that he had done such a stupid thing in his life, which not only cut off your future, but alsoYou were so forced that you refused to go home. You said that if the two of you bow your heads first, why would you have to fight for years without seeing each other..."

"Your father is uneducated. He doesn't know the benefits and importance of studying. You can't tell him what to do even if his elm head is smashed. Your grandma was ill at that time, and the family only had so little money. How could you really use it to support him?"If you study, you will spend all your money in one fell swoop. What if something unexpected happens to you?"

What Sheng's mother told was all the truth. Some Shengchuan knew it and some Shengchuan didn't know. He closed his eyes and said nothing. He didn't know what he was thinking. Sheng's mother looked at him kindly and patted his back gently: "Your father is old. Don't worry.Let’s compare this to him again. He has been running into the mountains every day recently, not because he doesn’t want to see you, but because he is afraid that you will be annoyed by seeing him. If he falls again, he really won’t live for a few years.”

Shengchuan opened his eyes and looked at the night in the distance without saying anything. He remembered that in the past, although Sheng's father had a bad temper and liked to beat people with canes, he was still kind to him. One year, there was a flood in the village and the bridge was flooded., there was no way to go to school, so Sheng's father carried him on his shoulders every day and waded through the water to send him to school. His feet were soaked to death.

How did they get to this point...

It didn't take long for Sheng Jianghe's wound to be taken care of. A thick circle of gauze was wrapped around his leg. Fortunately, the bones were not broken. Sheng's mother took the medicine and helped him out: "Old man, let's see if you go back to the hospital in the future."Run up the mountain!”

Father Sheng glared and cursed in a low voice: "Look at what nonsense you are talking about. Your hair is long, your knowledge is short, and the trees are all on the mountain. How can you do it without me taking care of you?!"

He didn't seem to want Shengchuan to carry him, so he put his arm around Sheng's mother's shoulders, deliberately speeding up, and limped to the front. Sheng's mother kept saying: "Slow down, slow down."

Shengchuan followed behind and illuminated them with a flashlight. A beam of light and shadow cut through the darkness, illuminating the surrounding trees and grass, and they returned home.

Sheng's mother helped Sheng's father to sit on a chair at the door: "I'm going to the kitchen to make some noodles for midnight snack. I must be tired from running up the mountain for so long. You guys sit down and have a rest."

Father Sheng's legs were so painful that he couldn't sit still. He touched the pipe in his pocket and seemed to want to take a few puffs to slow it down, but he couldn't find the fire. He was searching around when a lighter suddenly appeared in front of him.

Shengchuan moved the bench and sat beside him at some point. He held a lighter with a red plastic shell between his fingertips and handed it to him: "Use this."

Hearing this, Father Sheng looked at him subconsciously, his lips moving, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't. In the end, he hurriedly took the lighter, feeling a bit flattered.

The tobacco was lit, and soon white smoke appeared. This kind of smoke smelled very spicy, and ordinary people couldn't get used to smoking it. Father Sheng had been smoking for more than ten years, and this smell lingered on his body for many years.

Sheng Jianghe smoked a cigarette, almost finishing the pipe. For the first time in his life, he could not taste anything. Finally, he lowered his head and knocked the ashes on the steps, making a dull sound.

Shengchuan took this scene into consideration, and after a moment, he suddenly asked: "Where did the money for our house come from?"

It was the first time in many years that he spoke to the other party so calmly.

Father Sheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this: "What?"

Shengchuan repeated: "Where did our family get the money to build a house?"

Father Sheng seemed a little confused when he heard this, and rubbed his knees unconsciously with his rough and dark hands: "Didn't you send it back from doing business with someone?"

Shengchuan finally felt that something was wrong. The same thing happened last time when Sheng's father came to the city to find him. What he said was business, but he was so upset at first that he had no intention of paying attention: "Who on earth did you hear that I was doing business outside?"Is it business?"

Father Sheng vaguely noticed that something was wrong with his tone and seemed a little nervous. He didn't know what he said wrong just now: "Your friend said that you ran away from home that year. Your mother was worried and urged me to go to the city to find you."You went, and then I went, but I didn’t find you. I met your friend, and he said you were doing business together.”

Shengchuan didn't have much money in his pocket at that time, so he took a relative's car with him when he went to the city. Later, his relatives introduced him to a job, and he briefly worked in a factory for a few days. He still kept in touch with some friends. Sheng's father had a stubborn temper at the time., I refused to go to him for a while, and after seven or eight months, I couldn't stand the pressure from Sheng's mother, so I entered the city.

He first found the relative who drove Shengchuan into the city and inquired about it all the way. He found out that he had worked as a delivery boy in the factory for half a month and then resigned. A familiar worker said that he once saw Shengchuan coming out of a luxury area and seemed to live there., Sheng Jianghe went over.

That area was a rich area, and Sheng Jianghe didn't know much about it, because he didn't even go in, and was blocked by the security guards. So he chose the stupidest way, squatting at the door and waiting every day, with a photo of Shengchuan., I would ask everyone I met, eat steamed buns and pickles when I was hungry, and find the cheapest hotel to stay.

Sheng Jianghe didn't expect things in the city to be so expensive. A night's stay would cost one or two hundred yuan. The thousand yuan in his pocket would soon be gone. He remembered clearly that at that time,It was a scorching heat, and when he was squatting under the tree waiting outside, he was almost fainted from the sun. Later, he saw a black car driving out, and he steeled himself to stop the road and ask.

He had done this many times, but no one paid any attention to him. The other party would just speed away or call him crazy. This time was no exception. The black car showed no signs of stopping, but I don't know if it was.Sheng Jianghe suffered from heatstroke. He lost his balance and fell to the ground. He couldn't get up for a long time.

The car had already driven some distance away, but for some reason, it backed up again.