Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 682 No matter how long the day is, the night will always come (second more)

Looking at the hunched backs of Wang Meng's nanny and Wang Kewang in the back room, they all sighed secretly.

Recalling two years ago, when they first came to this yard for a gathering, Mr. Wang was in good health despite his advanced age.When sitting, his body is straighter than these "young people", and his speech is as loud as Hong Zhong.

In just over two years, the old man's body has deteriorated day by day.

Although they knew that people could live to Wang Meng's age, they had already borrowed from God, but they couldn't help but sigh when they saw an old man getting old.

When Wang Ke looked over and came back, Zhuang Yu asked, "How is Mr. Wang's work and rest recently, and how is his diet?"

"The appetite is okay, but I can't sleep well. I said to invite two doctors to accompany me at home. The old man didn't want to do anything special. He didn't want to ask him to go to the hospital for a period of recuperation, but he said he was staying in this yard. Comfortable." Wang Kewang said.

"You come here every day?"

"No, at first the younger generation came to visit every now and then, but then the old man stopped letting them come, and now I'm the only one who doesn't have anything to do, and I come here every two or three days. My father is not in good health recently. This month I went to the hospital several times."

"Is it convenient for Fang to take a look?" Wang Yi asked.

Wang Kewang smiled and waved his hands, "No, what he hates the most is when someone goes to see him and says something that makes it look like he's going to die."

"I'm not……"

"I didn't say you were, but my old man has a very weird temper, so it's better not to go." Wang Kewang shook his head again.

Zhang Zhong saw that Wang Kewang's condition was not very good recently. After all, he was not too young, but it was really not easy to run around for the elders of the previous two generations.

……

Wu Ziyun and the others came in the evening, and Xu Yuhan and Peng Peng also followed.

After Pengpeng came over, Zhang Zhong took her to the back room to greet Wang Meng.

Since we met last time and received a gift, Peng Peng was not so nervous this time, so Wang Meng left her to talk.

"Master, your room is so dark, why don't you turn on the light?" Peng Peng asked strangely seeing that the room was dark.

Wang Meng smiled and said, "Oh, I forgot."

"Then let me drive it for you."

"Okay, okay, turn it on for me, do you know where the switch is?"

"do not know."

"Where is the switch, can you reach it?" Wang Meng pointed to the switch next to the door and said, the switch was 1.5 meters above the ground, which seemed a bit high.

Pengpeng smiled and said, "Yes, I can turn on the lights at home. And even if I can't reach it, I can also step on the bench. My dad likes to hide my candies on the refrigerator, but that doesn't bother me. , I can go up by stepping on the bench."

"You girl is quite courageous, your father doesn't spank your ass?"

"My father doesn't beat people, and my father also said that powerful people are no different from others. They are powerful because they know how to use tools, just like I know how to use a bench."

"Hahaha, that's why a gentleman is not born differently, and good at fakes are better than things." Wang Meng laughed.

"That's right, that's right, that's what my dad said, but I forgot." Peng Peng nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

She didn't forget her business, and ran to turn on the light with her little legs.

"It's much better now." Pengpeng clapped his hands and said.

The sudden light made Wang Meng narrow his eyes. After he got used to it, he looked at the chandelier and asked Pengpeng with a smile, "Pengpeng, do you know why there is darkness?"

Pengpeng shook his head, "I don't know."

"Because when darkness falls, that's when people rest."

"So shall we sleep tonight?"

"Yes."

"But sometimes I don't want to sleep at night."

"Then turn on the light and drive out the darkness with light."

"You can also turn on the TV." Pengpeng said with a smile.

Wang Meng smiled and nodded, "You're right, it's okay to turn on the TV, go and play in the yard, that's where you should be."

Peng Peng didn't know why the old man in front of her said that the yard was where she should go, but she really wanted to play in the yard, because there were so many flowers in the yard of the old man's house.

"Then I'm leaving, old lady bye."

"Bye-Bye."

Seeing Pengpeng bouncing and running out, Wang Meng had a gratified smile on his lips, but in fact he still had a word that he didn't say to Pengpeng.

No matter how long the day is, night always comes.

The reason why he didn't say this sentence to Peng Peng was because he knew that the children would not understand the meaning of this sentence, because the children never doubted the hope of the future.

Looking at the empty room, Wang Meng suddenly thought of Fugui and his old scalper.

Then he looked up at the chandelier again, he didn't have an old scalper, but he had more things that Fugui couldn't have.In the yard, Pengpeng's cheers could be vaguely heard, as well as the faint voice of Zhang Zhong and the others chatting.

All his life, he has worked in the fields, worked as a part-time worker, was recruited as a young man, and also participated in the revolution.

Carrying a gun and carrying a pen.I have seen death, but I have also witnessed new life.

Like Peng Peng, he was happy all day long, even though life was not going well, he never lost hope.He knew that his days were numbered, and he didn't need a doctor to give him a verdict, and he didn't need a potion to remind him that his time was approaching.

He spent most of his life in struggle, but when the god of death was approaching, he was able to face it calmly. During this not-so-long journey of life, he had already been able to wait as if he was welcoming an old friend. With the arrival of death.

……

The next day, while Zhang Zhong was having breakfast, he suddenly received a call from Wang Kewang, saying that the old man had passed away.

Zhang Zhong held the phone and was stunned for half a minute without speaking.

In the end, it was Wang Meng who broke the silence, "The old man walked away very comfortably. When he left, he still had your "To Live" by his hand. Although it is inappropriate to tell you this news at the first time, I think since the old man was still there before he left After reading your book, I need to tell you, Zhang Zhong, the old man has you in his heart."

Zhang Zhong suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry. He had seen many deaths, but he still couldn't be hard-hearted.When Wang Kewang said that the old man had him in his heart, he had mixed feelings.

People who were fine yesterday are gone today.

"Is someone in the old house?" Zhang Zhong asked, the words were sticky, as if something was stuck in his throat.

"Ah."

"Okay, I'll be there in a while." Zhang Zhong said.

"No, come over tomorrow."

When Wang Kewang said that, Zhang Zhong didn't say anything more, because the customs are different in different places, so it's not easy for him to ask too many questions. Tomorrow is probably the day to visit the funeral.

　The number of chapters in the previous chapter was written wrong...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)