Poor family mother and son

"You are the most beautiful cloud in my sky, let me keep you with my heart, stay!"

"You are the most beautiful cloud in my sky, let me keep you with my heart, stay!"

Two ringtones rang on the phone, one after the other. The fast-paced song immediately made people feel confused, and they wanted to grab the phone and combine the two ringtones.

The two gray-haired old ladies simultaneously cast resentful glances in the direction of the sound. One had already put her hands on Chu Qing's ears; the other walked towards the two people who were taking out their mobile phones: "You two. , please lower your voice, my daughter-in-law..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll adjust it right away, I'll adjust it right away..." The owner of one of the mobile phones was about the same age as the old lady. He was an old man and was holding up his mobile phone to prepare for adjustment.

But without waiting for any action, the ringtone rang again. I was so angry that I pressed it down, and then I hurriedly tried to set the volume, but before I could do anything, the ringtone rang again.

The old man strode out of the door with his cell phone in hand, then pressed the call button and said, "Are you urging me?! Can't you call me later? Shut up! First, tell me how to lower the volume on this crappy cell phone?"

The son on the opposite side was anxious to ask his old father why he went to the hospital: "...Dad, isn't it...ah? How can you tell me to shut up?"

Chu Qing's mother-in-law frowned, shook her head, and returned to the hospital bed.

Chu Qing's mother comforted him: "Forget it, if a patient comes out of a family, the family members will be worried. Come and sit down and rest for a while."

"Family members of the 2-bed bed can only keep one accompanying person. Please discuss it quickly and then please leave!" A nurse came over to inform and checked how much medicine was left in the infusion bag.

Outside the door, two old men stood facing each other, both looking at the tall man walking this way.

The man had a set of eyes and held several orders in his hand. He looked polite, except that the shoulders and armpits of his shirt were stretched out by muscles to form a few tense folds. He also wore a pink cartoon apron around his waist. Look. It seems a little funny.

It can be seen that he was busy in the kitchen before coming to the hospital.

Knowing how to share housework, well, being responsible.

The man said: "Dad, you can go back. It's okay. I'm enough here. The hospital doesn't allow so many people to stay."

"Meng Xiang, tell the truth, did you have a quarrel with your wife?" Mr. Meng had a serious expression on his face, as if he was interrogating a prisoner.

Meng Xiang felt aggrieved: "Dad, it's not me, it's Meng Dongdong!"

Mr. Meng: "You are so promising! Are you blaming the child?"

Mr. Chu quickly protected his son-in-law: "In-laws, don't accuse the child wrongly. Ah Qing has been talkative and short-tempered since he was a child. He must have gotten angry because he helped the child with his homework."

Then he asked his son-in-law, "What did the doctor say?"

Not only was he anxious to know the result, but he also wanted to help his son-in-law out of trouble.

Meng Xiang looked at a pile of prescription receipts in his hand, with a hint of worry on his face: "I have already given the antihypertensive medicine. I was supposed to wake up soon, but I haven't woken up in more than two hours. The doctor can't say yet. When we wait to see the CT results, there are too many people queuing up, and the results haven’t been taken out yet.”

"Keep one family member, and let the rest leave!" The male nurse finished urging people in the ward and then came out of the door to urge them: "Don't block them all here. It's the doctor who's treating the patients. It's useless for you to block them here."

Mr. Meng was so angry that he wanted to beat him.

"You are the most beautiful cloud in my sky, let me keep you with all my heart, stay!" The phone rang again. This time it was the young man who didn't dare to answer the phone and just pressed the ringtone and ran out of the ward.

It’s truly a timeless piece that appeals to all ages.

"Huh? Aren't you a patient in the first bed? Why did you run out? Is this the time when you can run away casually? Do you want to die? Go back and lie down!" The male nurse raised his eyes and scolded.

"It's so noisy...Mom? Why are you here?"

"Aqing! You're awake!"

"Ah Qing, how do you feel?"

Voices came from the ward. At the door, Mr. Meng, Mr. Chu and Meng Xiang raised their feet and rushed in. Then they bumped into each other. Then neither of the two old men could hit Meng Xiang, whose arms were full of muscles. He rubbed his shoulders and chest and threw his big white eyes at the back of Meng Xiang's head. "Ah Qing!" Meng Xiang rushed to Chu Qing's bedside, his eyes were red and his voice was trembling: "Are you awake? Where do you feel pain? Do you want to drink water? Do you want to go to the toilet?"

Chu Qing closed her eyes.

So weird.

Just now, my eyes were filled with colorful streams of light, but suddenly my vision went dark for a moment, and all I heard was "You are the most beautiful cloud in my sky...stay here!".

When the surroundings lit up again, I saw the concerned faces of my mother-in-law and mother.

12 years! They hadn't seen each other for 12 years, and Chu Qing recognized him immediately, but why did he feel strange when he saw Meng Xiang?

The 12 years of longing for her were spent in involuntary memories and the entanglement of recollections. On the contrary, the memory of her husband's face was blurred.

"Now that I'm back, I can think about my man hard!" This thought excited Chu Qing, but also made her feel aggrieved.

It has been 12 years. I am afraid that I will miss my husband too much and miss my husband through time. Every time I get the slightest sign of it, I will interrupt him and find all kinds of things to do. I can't bear the pain in my heart.

Missing is really a kind of pain. The more you endure it, the more painful it becomes. It hurts!

Tears flowed down the corners of his eyes. Chu Qing wanted to cry out all the 12 years of bitterness, 12 years of longing, and 12 years of grievances.

Meng Xiang was so big that he panicked like a fool and was at a loss: "Where does it hurt? Don't cry yet. Tell me where it hurts. Is it a headache? Or is the infusion too fast? Is your heart hurt? Nurse! Nurse, come quickly!"

The mother-in-law had already rang the bell to notify the nurse immediately, while the mother kept wiping her daughter's tears: "Cry, cry, it's been like this since childhood, and you cry as soon as you get an injection!" But her eyes were anxiously looking for the medical staff at the door.

The male nurse looked at the two old men in front of him speechlessly: "Let's make room!"

Everyone's attention was on Chu Qing, and no one noticed that the little hand holding Chu Qing's hand that was not infused also moved. It was Meng Dong.

Before, he was tired of crying, so he fell asleep holding his mother's hand, curled up into a small heap and nestled against the bed.

"Mom? Mom!" Meng Dong shouted: "Mom, are you awake?! You scared me to death! Wow, wow, wow..."

The 12-year-old boy could no longer control his previously suppressed emotions. He cried like a two-year-old child. His cry was so loud that all his worries, frights, grievances, and self-blame were all contained in his cry: "Mom. I was wrong! Don't be angry with me! I will definitely study hard in the future! Wow wow wow wow..."

Chu Qing put back her tears and looked at Meng Dong in shock - why did she forget the child just now?

But why is Xiaobao crying so much?This has never happened before!

"Xiaobao?" Chu Qing called tentatively: "Come to mom."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, Mom, I was wrong..." Meng Dao held Chu Qing's hand tightly and never let go: "I was scared to death just now. I thought I made you mad to death..."

It's Meng Dong, not Xiaobao.

Can……

"Xiaobao, don't cry, you don't remember us..." Chu Qing raised her head tentatively.

Don’t you remember our time travel?

"Ah? Mom, what do you remember?" Meng Daong asked stupidly, with nothing but tears in his eyes and confusion.

"Oh, don't you remember what your mother said, a man is too rotten to bleed and shed tears?" Chu Qing calmly dismissed the temptation just now.

Meng understands that he has no memory of Xiaobao!