Chapter 320 A Decent Farewell (44)
PS: Extra chapter for the determined dream of the cute master.
At night, the Baijia Village located in the valley fell into silence, with occasional barking of dogs, echoing in the valley, as if coming from a distant place.
After dinner, the silly Dunzi walked around the house, fidgeting, and pestered his mother to go to the next door Xiaobai's house, but saw that the door was closed, and the cold wind blew from behind the house, rustling, and there was no one else.
In the village, Bai Jianping's family of four sat together. Yang Yi, with a big belly, secretly glanced at Bai Zhiqiang. Seeing that he looked serious, she swallowed the words brewing in her stomach and kept silent.
The atmosphere at home was a little depressing. The charcoal fire was burning in the brazier. The door was not closed tightly, leaving a gap, and the night wind blew in, blowing the charcoal sparks everywhere.
Bai Jianping blocked the sparks with his big hand and said in a low voice: "I agree with your mother's opinion."
Bai Zhiqiang's face changed. He didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't say he agreed or disagreed.
But since he didn't agree, it can be understood as a silent rejection. He told his parents last year that when Yang Yi's belly got bigger, he asked Malanhua to go to Dicheng to help take care of her, but now, his mother decided to stay and take care of Teacher Jiang.
He stood up silently, went back to the room and closed the door.
In the county hospital, Xiaobai sat by the bed, talking to her grandmother and singing from time to time.
Boss Zhang said that she sang well, her confidence was getting stronger and stronger, and she liked singing more and more.
Zhang Tan was peeling an apple. Grandma looked at him sideways and suddenly asked, "Boss Zhang, how did you get to know Xiaobai?"
Zhang Tan said, "My family opened a late-night school to take in children who have no adults to take care of them at night. Xiaobai is in this school."
Xiaobai laughed and said that Xiaohongma was very fun, with many idiots, including Xiaomi, the cute mother who lost her, Chengcheng, who was very good at telling stories, Xier, who liked to giggle, Liuliu, who was a naughty troublemaker, and Luo Zikang, who was a nasty guy...
She counted the children in Xiaohongma School and talked about them with relish. Everyone could tell one or two interesting things.
Grandma asked a few more simple questions and finally said, "Thank you."
Zhang Tan cut the peeled apple into six pieces, placed them on a plate, and handed them to grandma, "You're welcome. I did everything I could."
"I've been having a hard time with you these days. You and your girlfriend are both good people."
Grandma gave the sliced apple to Xiaobai. Xiaobai asked Zhang Tan for the peeled apple skins. She was amazed that the apple skins could be connected in a string, and her eyes lit up.
She looked at Xiaobai and said lovingly, "My Xiaobai is a good kid. She is fierce because she lacks a sense of security..."
Zhang Tan listened carefully. After grandma finished speaking, she was silent for a moment and asked, "Can you help me call the nurse in?"
"Okay."
Zhang Tan got up and called the nurse. Grandma wanted to wipe her body.
The nurse prepared hot water and towels. Zhang Tan closed the door and went to the corridor. He answered a call from Su Lan and talked about their recent situation.
After the call, the nurses came out with buckets and towels.
Grandma's voice came out, "Zhang Tan, come in."
The room seemed empty. Grandma sat up slightly, with two pillows under her head. Xiaobai was combing her silver hair.
"Go go go ha~~Look, uncle, Xiaobai is combing grandma's hair."
The little girl was very happy. In the past, it was grandma who combed her hair, but now she can comb grandma's hair too.
"Grandma, do you want a watermelon head? Watermelon heads are so cute~~"
She wanted to comb a watermelon head for grandma, and grandma smiled and said yes.
Xiaobai laughed and became more excited. She treated grandma's silver hair as plasticine and dressed it up casually.
She tossed grandma's silver hair for a while, but she couldn't comb a watermelon head because she could only do it with her mouth. In the end, she simply tied it behind her head and sighed that she wanted to learn this strong point.
"What's wrong with the claws? There are so many hair strands."
Xiaobai found that many hair strands fell on the bed sheet, all of which fell when she just combed her hair.
When people get older, their hair begins to fall off. This is a natural phenomenon.
Grandma smiled and said it was okay, she asked Xiaobai to tell her a story.
These days, Xiaobai would volunteer to tell grandma a story every night, no matter how good or bad she told it, she enjoyed it anyway.
"Grandma, what do you want to hear?"
In a flash, Xiaobai's head came up with more than a dozen stories, and she wanted to tell them to grandma. One little mouth was not enough, it would be better if she had two.
Grandma could say anything, as long as it was told by Xiaobai.
Xiaobai decided to tell "I Want the Moon", while grandma listened, she tried hard to embroider Xiaobai's clothes that were two years older.
She could only lie flat, slightly raised her head, and embroidered with difficulty. In order not to make mistakes, she was very slow, but fortunately there was not much left.
She spent a whole night embroidering a cute little tiger on Xiaobai's clothes and let Xiaobai try it on.
It was just two years older.
Xiaobai would fit in sooner or later, just wait.
It was late at night, and it started to rain lightly at night. The temperature dropped a lot at once, and it was getting colder and colder.
The nurse on duty came to check on grandma and turned up the air conditioner a little.
Zhang Tan looked at his watch and wanted to take Xiaobai back to the hotel.
Xiaobai didn't want to leave and wanted to stay here, but was persuaded by grandma to leave.
"Grandma, bye~~~~"
"Goodbye, Xiaobai."
There was no one on duty in the ward tonight, only the nurse on duty in the building.
The long, old corridor was dimly lit. In the ward, the ceiling lights were off. Only a night light was on at the door of the bathroom, and two night lights were on on the wall under the bed close to the floor.
The light was dim, and grandma lay quietly on the bed, her eyes were not closed. She had no sleep at the moment, her heart was surging, and the scenes of life emerged one by one.
The rain outside the window first made a small noise for a while, then it became violent and angry, carrying the wind and hitting the glass windows, and then gradually weakened, turning into a drizzle, intermittent, tending to calm, and finally returning to the way it came, the sound of wind and rain disappeared, and the night was quiet.
How much like life.
After a night of rain, it should have been early morning. There was no footsteps in the corridor for a long time. Everyone must have fallen asleep.
Grandma stretched out her hand from the quilt, and there was an object in her hand. She pressed it, and the object lit up with fluorescence. It was a mobile phone.
The old-age mobile phone that Xiaobai bought for her.
Her hands were shaking, and she didn't hold the phone steady, and it fell on the bed.
When she picked it up again, her withered right hand was steady, just like the time when Xiaobai taught her to use the phone a few days ago.
She turned on the recording function of the phone, paused for a moment, and tried to organize her words.
In the homes of ordinary people, when something big happened, it was as if a hole in the sky leaked, and heavy rain poured down, and people and boats were overturned.
Grandma fell down, and she never thought that it would trigger so many difficult choices and affect the lives and destinies of so many people.
Everyone was making choices because of her fall, and she saw it in her eyes and was anxious in her heart. After so many days, she finally thought it through and made her own choice.
Her choice was not to trouble others.
She was a kind and quiet person, never wanting to trouble others, and persisted all her life, not wanting to bring so much trouble to the people around her at the critical moment of her life.
From the moment she fell, she suddenly realized that she was no longer an independent person. She still stubbornly held on to her personality, but in terms of actions and body, she had lost the qualification of independence. She had to use the money earned by her granddaughter to treat her illness. She couldn't even take care of herself when eating and going to the toilet. How could she be called a person?
She realized that she had become a trouble, and she was most reluctant to trouble others.
From this moment on, a terrible thought emerged in her heart.
She thought of death.
The old man who died a few days ago made her see her future. She was in pain, and the people around her were also in pain.
According to the natural law of a person's birth, aging, illness and death, she still had some time, but she didn't want to lie on the hospital bed and linger. She wanted to bid farewell to the world with dignity.
Thinking of this, the terrible thought was not terrible. It was no longer hideous, desperate, and maddening. It actually exuded hope, like the breath blowing from the mountains and forests in spring, with the fragrance of grass and trees reviving and soil.
For most of her life, she always faced the sun and had a warm heart. Even when her husband, son, and daughter-in-law died... Life played malicious jokes on her one after another, she could persist, still smiling, still holding hope, and still looking forward to tomorrow.
She had been through hundreds of battles and was riddled with wounds. She was fighting gently and stubbornly with her old bones, and was no longer afraid of any wind and rain.
Now, fate had lost patience with her and wanted to knock her down with malice.
She wanted to live a decent life, but it didn't give it to her.
But she didn't resent it, and even wanted to thank it for giving the malicious joke to her instead of Xiaobai.
She took it all.
Fate was destined to be disappointed.
Because she didn't seek death out of despair, she decided to go to death with hope, just like welcoming another great victory.
She gave herself to fate, instead of being robbed.
She had never lost in her life, and she couldn't lose her dignity in the end.
No one can knock her down unless she takes off her armor, takes off her helmet, lays down her weapons, and dies.
Her life was mostly pushed by fate. In the last journey of her life, she has to make her own decisions, choose a path, and walk well all the way.
In the quiet ward, grandma held the phone in one hand, raised it to her lips, and said in a clear voice with all her strength: "I left last night, and my heart was as calm as water when I left... The only thing I was worried about was Xiaobai... But Xiaobai has you, so I have nothing to worry about..."
With grandma's personality, this is the most reasonable plot direction I can think of. Please don't be angry, grandma's plot is not over yet, and the fifth chapter will be released in the early morning.
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