It's almost the Spring Festival, today is the 24th of the lunar month, the part-time workers have come back one after another, this year's winter is particularly cold, the snow is very heavy, the cold wind is cold, in this small village in the mountainous area of northern Henan, people who have just returned home from other places are staying in their own homes, chatting by the stove, brushing mobile phones, accompanying parents to tease children, enjoying the rare leisure time of the year.
The third uncle's house at the head of the village is a different situation, the old man lying on the bed is inserting a tube, playing a hanging bottle, looking dying, the trachea has been cut open and the nutrient solution is administered, only his eyes are still open, and there is still a breath. Wheezing and wheezing. He is the third uncle.
surrounded by his son and daughter-in-law, as well as relatives, friends and neighbors who came to see him one after another, holding gifts, lying beside him and saying a few words to him, comforting him, and letting him recuperate well, don't think about it. Just take your time.
The third uncle could understand, but he couldn't speak, seeing others talking to him, he was panting, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't say it, phlegm gurgled in his mouth, and tears couldn't stop flowing.
The third uncle in the countryside is almost 70 years old this year, his son and daughter have already started a family, and his grandson is about to get married.
The third uncle was a mason when he was young, and he worked for people when he built houses in ten miles and eight villages, he was very good at his craft, he was still old and strong when he was old, and he did not lose his work to young people, although he was still able to live by part-time work, and his small life was not bad.
On the eve of the Spring Festival, while working, he fell off a shelf built on a wall, which was five or six meters above the ground, and landed headfirst on the ground, and was taken to the hospital at that time. After being rescued, he was out of danger, but he was completely disabled, unable to walk or move, similar to a vegetative state. Life can only be sustained by medicine and money.
This is a big problem, the third uncle's son is also working everywhere, there is no money, besides, even if he has money, he relies on money to maintain his life in the hospital like this, no one can bear it, a month later, the child is really unable to pay the hospitalization fee, so he pulls the third uncle home and waits for the final outcome.
When the third uncle came home, he just entered the wax moon, and after returning home, he was served by his son and daughter-in-law, changing clothes and diapers, and relying on hanging water nutrient solution every day to maintain, and relatives and friends and neighbors came to visit one after another, and after reading it, he sighed and left, to be honest, the third uncle at this time was too guilty.
It was winter, the weather was cold, the dim old house was as cold as outside, the third uncle was lying on the bed and couldn't speak, but he was still clear in his heart, he already knew that he had been given up, and he was waiting for the final ending.
The daughter-in-law slowly became impatient, and her words were full of nasty taste, and she leaned in his ear and said: "Dad, you go quickly, don't worry about it, you're done with what you should be about, your grandchildren are all good, and your grandson should marry a daughter-in-law, I can't take care of you, don't blame your son!" ”
The old man understood, and his mouth gurgled a few times, and tears flowed down his eyes.
The daughter-in-law then said: "Dad, you see it's almost the end of the year, we are all waiting for the New Year, the weather is not good, it's raining outside, the road is not good, and it is not easy for you to walk when the time comes."
The old man gasped for breath, and his tears couldn't be stopped.
Seeing his relatives, friends and neighbors say some kind words and comforting words, he couldn't help but sigh after going out: The old man is too sinful, and it is a good thing to die.
The snow stopped on the twenty-sixth day of the lunar month, the sky was clear, the sun came out, and on the first day of the first month, the old man stopped breathing.
The third day of the first lunar month is the day when every family worships their ancestors, the fields and cemeteries are full of people, the sound of firecrackers comes and goes, and people are burning paper for their deceased relatives to mourn and mourn.
The suona sound of the third uncle's house sounded, the neighbors, relatives and friends came to pay their filial piety, the filial son knelt a large piece, and the cries of the children sounded from time to time, a lively scene.
At 12 o'clock at noon, the funeral line was very long, hundreds of meters away, the middle-aged people carried the heavy coffin, followed by their sons and daughters, the cries of relatives got up, the sound of firecrackers got up, the suona played mournful music, and was buried in a slightly tragic atmosphere. The third uncle's life came to an end.
The ending of the third uncle is very tragic, but everything that happens is also being cleaned up, in fact, everyone, whether you are rich or famous, or in power, is miserable in the end, no one bears the pain of birth, old age, sickness and death for you, I can't be rich. Everyone's old age is a bloody storm.
When we know this, we will understand that everything we are obsessed with in life is actually meaningless, the hardships we endure, the achievements we have made, and the so-called meaning of life are all empty at that moment. The greatest meaning of life is to follow your inner thoughts, do what you want to do, love the people you love, and make your limited life full of happiness and happiness in your limited life.