"My Family's World" is written with the same title 18‖ the last time the author brown pupil shallow words

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I know about life, old age, illness and death, but it is difficult to accept, and I also understand that everything in the world has its own number of days in the underworld.

But how good it is that I am Nobita, and have Doraemon give me a time tunnel, so that I will never grow up and my relatives will never grow old. I also don't have to face the sadness that I have to face in life.

In everyone's heart, there is a story related to the elderly.

My grandmother is 85 years old, considered an advanced age, and has been bedridden for many years. Now his health is deteriorating, and it is getting worse and worse every day.

When I came home for the New Year last year, when I saw my grandmother, she still took my hand, grunted in her mouth, and smiled at me.

At that time, Grandma could barely drink some porridge, eat two bites, and drink well and sleep well.

At the New Year, a large family was very happy, looking at grandma's appearance, and thinking about grandma's body, it was a little improved.

Maybe next year, you can still be with us in the year.

Last year, I wrote an annual ring ‖ my grandmother made a wish in that article, and I didn't expect to really get it.

My wish looks ordinary, but it is even more difficult to do.

My wish was that my grandmother would be reunited with her seven children. The three aunts who work outside have not returned to their hometown for many years.

It is not easy to wander around for life, and people's common sense can be understood.

This is also a portrayal of the lives of many people, do you also have relatives who have not seen each other for a long time, so long that I am about to forget their appearance.

Finally, before the New Year last year, the aunts rushed back, fortunately the epidemic situation at that time was not serious, and allowed people from other places to return to their hometowns, in order to realize a reunion dream that was more difficult than ascending to the sky.

Since the last time, grandma and her seven children were neatly together, it was more than ten years ago.

I knew that although my grandmother could not speak and could not recognize anyone, her heart was like a mirror, and she always had a wish.

She couldn't bear to go, and she relied on this belief to support her to live, and Grandma finally waited and saw all the children as she wished.

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Before the aunts returned, we were still out of town. Grandma had already gone to the ghost gate and walked through it. I heard my mother say that once in the middle of the night, my grandmother suddenly stopped working.

When I slept well, I got up at night to cover my grandmother with a quilt, and found that she was motionless and cold, and I couldn't even feel breathing when I put my hand in the middle of the person, and my breath was weak as if I had slept.

Among the people who hurriedly pinched grandma, they all scared their mothers to death, and the six gods and no masters all panicked and immediately fed grandma to drink red ginseng. Mom said that red ginseng is used to "drop" fate.

After a while, Grandma fainted again, and as soon as she woke up, she felt tuberculosis, and used her expression to say that she was hungry and wanted to eat, and her mother rushed to eat, and Grandma had a good appetite and ate a lot.

Seeing grandma take the initiative to shout for food, my mother felt great encouragement in their hearts and a little more comfort. But in fact, I know in my heart that such a rescue method can only be managed once.

I can pull Grandma back from the ghost gate, only because Grandma still has the idea of living, she has not seen a few children, and she can't walk down to return to the light.

The aunts know the danger of grandmother, at any time may leave, night and day rushed back, grandma's situation is really uncertain, take advantage of the breath, do not regret things.

Seven children and their mother finally have a hard-won family portrait. This is also their last group photo.

This meeting also became the last time several aunts and grandmothers met.

Grandma survived another winter, these days the body looks at it is hovering on the edge of life and death, the doctors have been sentenced to death, said that these two days of things, let us have to be mentally prepared.

Grandma has been 7 consecutive days, do not eat or drink dripping water, do not stick to the tea and rice do not enter. She was in a terrible state now, her hands waving in the air from time to time, occasionally opening her eyes and pointing to the sky, and her mother said it was like someone had come to pick up Grandma and leave.

The other hand kept holding the window, she seemed insecure and scared, as long as we went to hold her hand, she held it tightly, and used all her strength.

Uncle said that Grandma is weak, weightlessness is very strong, the whole person is like floating in the air, can not go up and down, so the hand is always swinging as if to catch a life-saving straw, grasping our hand will not let go.

We talked to my grandmother and shouted at her, and she could no longer respond with us laughing and laughing like before. I don't even have the strength to open my eyes to see us.

Grandma had been lying in bed since she was sick, occasionally lifting her up and sitting on her back, and she kept her head down and couldn't lift her head, so we went to hold her, leaned her head back, and held on for less than a minute and buried her head again.

All kinds of postures have changed, or not, no matter how to get it can not sit steadily. Only lying on the bed, unable to move, anyway, it is very uncomfortable.

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Grandma's throat knot there, a lot of food piled up can not go down, the throat knot became very hard. The visible bulges, the long straight ones, were all stuck there.

If there is phlegm, it cannot be coughed up. I touched the throat knot lightly, like a stone, a big piece of hard bang.

Grandma's breathing was very fast, her throat was blocked, and it was very difficult to breathe.

We looked very heartbroken and helpless. These days, my mother's eyes are swollen with tears, and she washes her face with tears every day.

When I saw my grandmother, I was also in tears, and my heart was like a knife.

We watched my grandmother at my uncle's house every day, and my grandmother lay in bed after she couldn't get out of bed.

The bones are brittle, the body is soft, and there is no flesh on the body, only skin and bones.

The flesh on her legs was loose and crumbling, thin as a bamboo pole. There was a thin layer of skin tissue left, wrapped around the bones.

A layer of skin fell down and shrugged, and I usually did not dare to move her easily.

This time, there were many of us, and we worked together to carry My Grandmother to the outhouse, and I also thought of letting My Grandmother lie more open in the outhouse.

It is better to look up at the outside world once in a while, even if it is just a road. Listen to the bustle of pedestrians, the horns of cars passing by, and the sounds of birds flying by.

It is also much better than in the past few years, only visible in the back room, and the beams of the room are three feet wide above the head.

My grandmother's cheekbones were very high, her eyes were sunken, and she looked exactly the same as when my grandfather died.

I was 11 years old when grandpa left, and I watched grandpa go, and I still remember that when grandpa left, he was very peaceful and did not suffer much.

When my grandfather left, I was only a teenager, and I also accompanied my grandfather, took his hand, sent him on the last journey, and dressed my grandfather in a birthday jacket.

Did my grandmother also want me to send it away with my own hands? I really don't want to look at the people I love the most face to face, leaving me one by one.

Grandma has also been hospitalized in the hospital these days, and she has been plagued by various diseases and medicines for many years.

My mother was anxious all day, frowning, and her body also had old problems, which were all put together, and she could not calm down every day.

In this world, except for life and death, everything else is really a small thing.

Watching a living person every day, little by little in front of you, is devoured by the disease until the arrival of the god of death.

Is there anything more heart-wrenching, cruel and cold-blooded than that?

An old man who used to be so smiling and kind finally became like this, and my heartache is still so, what about my mother?

During this time, my mother never slept at all, she was crying at night, the pillow was full of tears, soaking a large piece, afraid that my grandmother would leave when she said to leave.

The uncle was already preparing paper money and birthday clothes, and was already making arrangements for the aftermath.

Now that the epidemic has fought back and the control is strict, the aunts outside may not be able to come back.

As children, they did not even have the opportunity to give their mothers one last trip, which was a cruel and heartless thing.

This will become a lifetime of regrets in the heart. This is their mother, the mother who gave birth to them, and this is the only mother.

The aunts called the video every day to see grandma, and before they started talking, they cried, let them cry loudly in the video, and grandma could not give any response, which is the helplessness of the world full of sorrow.

There is nothing more painful in the world than that the person you love doesn't remember you, and the person who loves you can't do anything about it.

I looked at my mother and cried over and over again around my grandmother: "Mom, Mom, I'm your daughter, you don't fall asleep, we're all here, don't be afraid, we'll always be with you." ”

This picture suddenly appeared in my mind, another scene, a few years later, my mother will also be on this day, how should I face it when the time comes.

How to withstand this blow. I know that everyone has this day, but I really can't imagine that it will be more difficult to accept this day coming.

Seeing my grandmother, who had worked hard for seven children all her life, who had thought that she was coming, and she would not even see the last side of her daughters.

Is it ridiculous that there are four children at home, and at the critical time, it fulfills what the older generation said.

There are many people, and the old people often say that adding more people to the family is better than how much money you make, and there are people who have hope.

When my grandmother was sober, she also worried about my life, and advised me bitterly, taking advantage of my youth to have another child, the two children are not alone, and we are blessed when we are old.

In the past, I didn't think much of what my grandmother said, and I thought about why I had so many children, but in the end, I didn't just leave the old two to live.

Having a child is an explanation for myself, and I also fulfilled my wish to be a mother, and I can raise this child well, and I don't think about it for so long.

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If the grandmother had only given birth to one child, and it happened that the child was working in the field, the arrival of the epidemic was a natural disaster, and no one expected it.

Forcibly detain you outside and not allowed to come back, the mountain is far away, who will take care of grandma's affairs?

This is why the elderly do not advocate having only children, always saying that there must be at least two children, everything is discussed, and there is no panic in the heart.

In recent years, several brothers and sisters in the family have often jointly supported their grandmother, and although the grandmother has only given birth to one boy from her uncle, she has not all let her uncle raise her grandmother alone.

Mom, they have been helping, paying when it is time to pay, and contributing when it is time to contribute. As soon as there was time, my mother and aunt would go to wash and take care of my grandmother, cut my hair, change my clothes frequently, and trim my nails.

People around them are very envious of their mothers, their brothers and sisters have a deep affection, share responsibility, and have never appeared, like many people in the countryside will quarrel about the problem of pension delivery. In my opinion, my uncle is also quite favored, and there are so many good sisters who love him.

Although Grandma has been ill for a long time, she is dressed cleanly, and her personal hygiene is also a frequent change of washing, and Grandma loves neat people very much.

My mother often taught me, "As long as you have a mother, you can still be a child no matter how old you are." Take advantage of the opportunity to fulfill filial piety, you must accompany you more, do some things within your power, and think back to your grandmother in the future, you will feel better, and do more things to remember more. ”

These days, the mothers and they are taking turns to keep vigil, inseparable from the grandmother, in a few minutes to get closer to see the grandmother, people should remember the hour when they leave, this is the old custom.

Everyone took turns on duty and could squint for a while. When there are many children, they can reflect the benefits of having more people.

It is also thanks to the party for being particularly open to family planning in that era, it should be allowed to have more children, I did not hear my mother say fines, I can't remember clearly, in short, people are more powerful.

Everyone will share some, everyone will accompany Grandma, the pain in the heart will be reduced a lot, and the soul will also get a moment of peace.

Dear Grandmother, I know that these two days you are going through the most difficult, most difficult and painful days of your life, and this may be your last time in this world.

We can only watch you suffer, we can't share it for you, you suffer.

Many things in this world can be done for them, but the disease can only be borne by itself, and if the pain can be shared, how good it would be.

You have so many descendants, one person to share a little pain, you will also alleviate a lot of much.

Are you still thinking about the aunts outside, hoping that they will come back quickly and see each other again, struggling to hold on to this last breath?

But this time they really can't come back, Grandma, can you sense their bitterness and unavoidable? Can you forgive them?

I know that at your age, birth, old age, illness and death are natural phenomena, and we should face it calmly.

But I still don't want you to go, I want to see you a few more times, and carve your appearance in my mind for longer and deeper. This time you're gone, you won't be back!

If I want to see you again, I can only see you in my dreams. In the dream, I can find you in the crowd at a glance, you must still be so kind and kind in the dream, give me a charming smile, I will be immersed in your warm embrace, reluctant to wake up.

My grandmother: Grandma is standing there, you in your eighties, on crutches, following us all the way. It has become your "standing" field, every time you stand there, your eyes flickering with tears, as long as I look back at you, you can't help but cry.

I knew that from now on, my grandmother would leave her "battlefield" and that no one would ever stand there, waiting for me.

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