Classic Microfiction: "Father Critically Ill"

Knowing what the children were talking about was the fact that she had to accept, although the doctor had hinted at it, she still didn't want to believe it, and she didn't want to do it.

Her husband is critically ill, and how he treats him in his 70s is a matter worth "studying". When I am old, even if I am not old, I have basically not participated in the decision-making of my family. If her husband is healthy, she doesn't have to worry about the size of the family. In her life, she had a reliable husband, he was an ordinary railway worker, and he was definitely a good man, decisive and tough, and rarely bothered others because of his own affairs. In the unit is an advanced worker for many years, sometimes for the child in front of the teacher to be criticized blush, back home will laugh haha.

Now he is lying in a hospital bed, unconscious for more than 20 days, and the family's major events and small affairs have to be decided by the children. She was still waiting, and it could even be said that the outcome of the possible decisions of the children was very clear, who let her be their mother?

The daughter helped her to a conference room in the hospital, a large round table and dozens of chairs, just the four of them, and she stared blankly at the three children.

The eldest son hesitated for some time, but still opened his mouth first. Before speaking, he cleared his throat and pursed his lips again and again, and she knew that this was a manifestation of his nervousness, and from childhood to adulthood, he could not change it. No matter how many words were spoken, how difficult it was to open his mouth, how to go around, but the results were like that, he agreed and supported the doctor's advice and gave up treatment: "After all, Dad is so old, he underwent major surgery and rescue, and it was not an operation, the result was not necessarily satisfactory, and it cost a lot of money, and the key may be that people and money are empty." The elderly are weak and may not be able to withstand surgery... In short, since the treatment is of little significance, it is better to let Dad go quietly and suffer less sin. Restrained from expressing this, he squatted on the ground and caressed his face with both hands and cried bitterly. That crying and whining, it was really heartache, very helpless, very helpless, very unavoidable. He was the eldest son, and he had been with her for the longest years. She watched him grow up, go to college, work, get married and have children. She knew him too well, these days when dad was sick, he took care of the small family and took care of everyone, sometimes night and night in front of the hospital bed, lack of sleep, his eyes were often red, like he had just cried. It should be said that he was a filial child.

Looking at her daughter, her daughter, who has always loved to smile, was already full of tears. Without saying anything, greeted by her gaze, the daughter nodded slowly. The thin, pale face, the heavy head, nodded a few times, as if exhausting all her strength, she pounced on the table and sobbed, her shoulders shaking violently, with a thick nasal sound, almost choking. She is the pearl in Dad's hand, from childhood to adulthood, Dad has not touched her finger, nor does he allow his brothers and brothers to say that she is not a good one. Sometimes overwhelmed by her, Dad's hand was raised high, brushed in front of her face, but fell on his own face or thigh... Sending her to marry, Dad locked himself in the house and cried for a day. When he returned to the door, he said to his son-in-law: "Be good to her, be good to her, one day she will give birth to a daughter for you, you will understand dad's feelings for his daughter." From the day she was born, he thought bitterly that she would go out in the future, and he cherished every minute and second with her.

The youngest son has been sick, his health is not good, his father rode his bicycle for three days to see a doctor, and sometimes went to the countryside to find those legendary old Chinese medicine doctors. When he was born, it was difficult to give birth, the doctor asked bao adult or child, dad insisted, adults and children are protected, this has the little son's life. Two months after his birth, his youngest son was in distress several times, and once the doctor said: "There is no heartbeat, there is no way to save." Dad, a big man knelt in front of the doctor and cried, "Save again, save again!" Surprisingly, the doctor who returned to the emergency room soon held out his head and said, "Alive..." Dad had been carefully caring for him, like a glass man. She looked at her younger son's somewhat purple face, his standard expression of urgency. He said with a quarrel in one mouth: "Mom, I didn't agree, but the eldest brother and second sister... I listen to them, and I listen to My Dad..." He lowered his head and scratched his fingers. He wanted to explain, but he didn't say anything, and in such an environment, he didn't cry.

In fact, long before her husband was critically ill, he had told her that if he was seriously ill, don't cause trouble for the children, you can save money and let the children honor her.

In the conference room, listening to the cries of her children, she swallowed a mouthful of saliva, her throat was extremely dry, and then wiped a handful of tears and said decisively: "Children, since everyone agrees, don't cry, just do it." If your dad hears that, he'll agree with that. ”

The three children looked at her for a moment, and after a short pause, everyone could not help but cry again.

After a few minutes, she calmly said that even so, at least let her spend the last day with their dad and her man. Tomorrow morning, the children will each bring their families to say goodbye to the elderly... The two had lived together for decades, and on this last day, she would stay alone to talk to him, like the two had just started a family, just the two of them, and there was no child.

The eldest son and second daughter with red eyes nodded at the same time, and the younger son looked at her without saying a word. They later discussed at the entrance of the hospital, or stayed downstairs in turn, so that their mother could be on call.

The next day, they went to the intensive care unit together, and Dad was not there, and Mom was not there. Did you transfer to a ward? The three people rushed to find a doctor to find a nurse, only to know that it was my mother who arranged a car to pick up my father at 12 o'clock last night, saying that it was a homecoming and was not cured.

yes?

He called the police, and sent out search notices again and again in newspapers, television, and radio. From that day on, a long search for the two old men began.

Later, when their children greeted them on Father's Day, they often exchanged phone calls, and the most common sentence was: "If Dad is still alive, how good!" But where is Mommy? ”

Year after year passed.

On the eve of the 2018 Dragon Boat Festival, Father's Day was celebrated again. The eldest brother took his sister and brother together, and the three families ate around the table. Just raised the wine glass, the sisters suddenly cried in unison, several children raised chopsticks in mid-air and did not dare to reach the dish, looking at their parents looking at each other...