My father is 87 years old this year, and I wonder how long he can live in the world. When I returned to Rong 'an last week, I was anxious to take my father to a new home for a few days.
I think he didn't go when my second brother entered Liuzhou's new house, and he didn't go when my older brother bought a house later. I talked for a long time this time, but he still hesitated.
In fact, I know he can't let go of that aunt, my stepmother now.
My mother has been gone for several years and my father has been married for several years. My father and my brother were a little unhappy when my aunt came in.
Mother was ill for several years, and father was tortured for several years. It was not until two years ago that my father lived a good life, and that aunt really took good care of him.
But the good times didn't last long and the weather was unpredictable. On the eve of Qingming last year, my aunt suddenly had a cerebral infarction and walked for half a wind. Now life basically depends on my father.
My father has been obviously old and haggard in the past six months.
I figured out my father's heart disease, so I suggested that he take his aunt with him and go directly to the hospital after seeing the new house, so that her aunt can have a rehabilitation treatment.
So I went to travel immediately the next day. After I took them to their new house in Liuzhou for one night, I helped them contact the Chinese medicine department of a 3A hospital the next day.
After the hospitalization procedure, my father didn't want to go back to my new house with me anyway. He said he would live with my aunt.
In fact, my aunt's current situation is that her right hand and right foot are numb and dull, and she can basically take care of herself when she goes to the bathroom. I said the companion bed is not for ordinary people to sleep in.
Sure enough, on the third day, although my aunt's symptoms have obviously improved, my father's condition is getting worse.
When the blood pressure is the lowest, it is more than 80 /30, which is horribly low!
But dad still won't come home with me.
Two days later, although the blood pressure increased, after discussion, we decided to go home and come back to Liuzhou for treatment next time when menstruation's own daughter can get free care.
Therefore, on the way back today, there will be a cautious dialogue between the two gentlemen.
Although my father is dying now, it seems very obscene. In fact, dad is a man with a story!
Along the way, I listened to him and told his story.
My father is a soldier in 1950. When the People's Liberation Army passed through Rong 'an, he left a whip that was helping the landlord look after the cows and resolutely followed the troops.
The army is a big school, and poor children can bear hardships.
With perseverance, my father learned culture while fighting. All the way to meritorious service, all the way to promotion.
Finally, my father was transferred to the General Staff of Beijing, and later sent to Weihai, Shandong Province as a military representative, and married my mother.
My father lost his mother when he was very young. Grandpa brought up his younger brother and sister with a handful of excrement and urine.
When my father changed jobs, he could apply to stay in Beijing or Shandong. Later, because he missed his old father whom he hadn't seen for more than 20 years, he finally chose to return to his hometown in the backcountry.
It is not easy to code on a mobile phone, and my eyes are dim and bitter. If you want to know what will happen, I'll talk about it another day. )