big city small home

Chapter 70
The rest of the day became a talk show for Lu's mother.

She no longer concealed it, and talked about how Lu's father had become the world since the death of the patient in the next neighborhood.It's okay to sigh and say despondent words every day, and turn upside down day and night, tossing upstairs and downstairs so that I can't live safely.

"what happened?"

"He insisted that his feet were weak and he had to use a cane. He walked around at home in the middle of the night, and the cane knocked on the floor. After walking for half the night, he kept coughing at people when he came up downstairs. His face was as pale as a pig's liver. He is still red, saying that he is already buried to the brows and can't care about others. People can only accept bad luck. He is really open-minded and doesn't think about you or me."

Lu Zhenzhong persuaded in a low voice.

"Will the rest of the people die after he dies? I've never seen such a selfish person."

Probably hearing Lu's mother complaining to Lu Zhenzhong, Lu's father couldn't hold back; or maybe he was angry that Lu Zhenzhong stayed with Lu's mother all the time, and didn't visit him in his bedroom, and Lu's father refused to get up for lunch and dinner.

"By the way, you borrowed Jingli's 10 yuan, so you only spent 6 yuan?" Mother Lu asked suddenly when she was cleaning up the dishes after dinner.

Lu Zhenzhong quickly waved his hand: "You don't have to worry about money."

Mother Lu didn't say a word, but took a longer than usual look at Lu Zhenzhong.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Mother Lu urged Lu Zhenzhong to go to bed.Lu Zhenzhong was indeed sleepy, so he went to sleep.In the middle of the night, I was awakened by the sound of "da da".In the chaos, I heard my mother urging my father to speak softly.Dad said something, but Mom didn't say anything.The rattling sound continued, and Lu Zhenzhong woke up completely amidst the rattling sound.

Wake up, but he didn't intend to go out.

Based on his understanding of his father, his father would not listen to persuasion.If you advise him to rest, he will reply: Are you blind?Didn't know I slept through the day?Advise him to be careful about disturbing the people, and he will answer: he knows that his elbows are turned outward all day long, and it has been a waste of raising you for so many years, it would be better to feed a dog.

If you tell him bluntly that the noise made him fall asleep, his reaction will depend on whether he is in a good mood or not.When you are in a good mood, you will obey immediately.He is used to treating his son differently.In a bad mood, he still stared at his eyes and scolded back.

With such an imperfect father, Lu Zhenzhong felt very helpless.

Lu Zhenzhong lay on the bed, thinking about his father without pain.Reason taught him to be relieved.Take things lightly that you can't do anything about.But I don't know why, but suddenly I feel restless.

Xu Shi suddenly stopped the rattling sound outside, and Xu Shi heard the muffled sound of kicking the bed.Lu Zhenzhong got up, put his hand on the doorknob, and stopped again.

Maybe everything is just his hallucination.

He turned back from the door and lay back on the bed.But no sleep at all.I took out the mobile phone next to the bed, only to realize that I forgot to charge it last night, and the mobile phone turned off automatically.

Lu Zhenzhong got up again, opened the curtains, and a full moon appeared outside the window above the building opposite.The house facing his window was plunged into the pitch-black night.

When Xu Shi got up at night, the lights of the opposite house suddenly turned on.After 2 minutes, it went off again.

Lu Zhenzhong stood at the window, watching the lights turn on and off.Watch as everything returns to darkness and silence.

An unpacked pack of cigarettes and a simple lighter happened to be placed on the windowsill.

Lu Zhenzhong's hand seemed to have had his own idea, he picked it up on his own initiative, took out one, put it in his mouth, touched the lighter, and lit the cigarette butt in the dark night.

If there is a person like him who can't sleep in the building opposite, you will see his window, which is on and off.This cigarette in the middle of the night, it does not smoke, it is called loneliness.

He didn't know what time he felt inexplicably sad in the middle of the night, but the next day, Lu Zhenzhong woke up in the silence.

It was a very different kind of silence.

It was as if the whole world had been pressed to silence.For a moment, Lu Zhenzhong couldn't tell whether he really woke up or woke up in a dream.

He got up hesitantly and opened the door.

The living room was empty.

He yawned and went to the kitchen.

The kitchen was empty.

He knocked on the bathroom door and listened.

There was also silence in the bathroom.

Not to mention the parents' bedroom, the door was ajar, and no sound came from inside.

Lu Zhenzhong stood in the center of the house, a little dazed.

Just as he couldn't make up his mind, the door opened from the outside.

Elder sister Lu Mei hastily opened the door and came in.When he looked up, he saw Lu Zhenzhong who was like a wandering spirit at night, his eyes turned red and he cried out.She covered her mouth with her hands, and cried out from between her fingers: "My poor dad——"

Lu Zhenzhong heard her calling "Dad", but stubbornly translated it into "Elder-in-law" in his mind.

Yilin has a tradition of "crying for mourning", but he always cries to those who have lost.He also wondered why his sister ran back to her mother's house and cried for his father-in-law?

While hesitating, he saw that Lu Mei had already passed Lu Zhenzhong, and staggered towards the concealed door of her parents' bedroom.Lu Zhen was very puzzled in the center, and followed him in ignorantly.

The parents were both in the bedroom, and Lu's mother was sitting on the edge of the bed, her back was unusually straight.Dad was lying on his back, sleeping soundly.Chunqiu was covered under Dad's chin.Dad was in a deep sleep with his mouth open, without the slightest sign of a cough.

Lu Zhenzhong wanted to remind his elder sister Lu Mei to keep her voice down, but her elder sister cried so hard that she almost knelt down beside the bed and stuck her head in her mother's arms.

Mother Lu remained motionless, letting Lu Mei cry, howl and shake her.

Lu Zhen was angry in the center, he couldn't understand his sister's behavior.Aren't you afraid of waking up your sleeping dad?Lu Zhenzhong didn't realize that the eyebrows were under pressure.

Just as I was about to speak to dissuade my sister, I suddenly had a block in my heart.Lu Zhenzhong shook like an electric shock.

Dad sleeps like this, is it normal?

Lu Zhenzhong held the bedpost at the end of the bed as a precaution, and looked at his father again with trembling eyes.

Chunqiu was stretched out into a rough shape, showing that his legs were stretched out straight.On this end of the quilt, the toes are exposed.His timid eyes meander upwards, and the quilt on his chest does not show any ups and downs.There was neither a cough nor a wheezing sound from the broken bellows in the open mouth.

The more carefully Lu Zhenzhong looked at it, the clearer his conclusion became.

I'm afraid that my father has already passed away!
After realizing this, Lu Zhenzhong felt heavy in his heart.

Although his sick father was his burden, it was also one of the few burdens he was willing to bear in this mortal world.

Lu Zhenzhong lifted his heavy legs, and tried his best to walk towards his mother who was as stupid as he was unresponsive.He put one hand on his mother's shoulder and the other on his sister's back, trying to comfort the two most dear and dearest women in his life.

He looked over his mother's head abruptly and saw his father's eyes looking up at the ceiling, those wide-open eyes seemed to turn for a while, and Lu Zhenzhong's whole body shivered with fright, and he almost jumped up on the spot.

(End of this chapter)