In the afternoon, Grandpa seemed to be a little delirious. He held Xiangyun's hand and called her name, then his grandmother's name.
Ping Ling's father said that staying at home like this wasn't a solution. If his father died at home and wasn't sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, the younger generation would feel uneasy.
Ping Ling's mother was already crying her eyes out. He didn't have any other ideas, it was all up to Ping Ling's father.
Ping Ling's father went outside to shout. A few young men quickly brought a stretcher over and were about to put his grandfather on it.
Ping Ling said," Father, this won't do. I'm afraid that before I can get Grandpa to the hospital, he will be tortured to death halfway." Ping Ling's father began to complain about Ping Ling's mother. She was living well in the hospital, why did she bring her home? What should she do?
A few young adults said,"Let's call more people and carry the old man to this bed."
Ping Ling said," Grandpa can't be moved, but the doctor can. Go to the hospital and ask the doctor to explain the situation. They will come to save him."
Ping Ling's father said," Aiya, why didn't I think of that? I really didn't study so many books for nothing!" Ping Ling's father asked Zhao Si, who knew how to ride a bicycle, to bring him to the hospital to invite his teacher. Zhao Si didn't say anything, he picked up Ping Ling's father and ran. Ping Ling's father had already walked a long distance away when Ping Ling's mother suddenly realized that she should really let Ping Ling go. Young man, your body is strong. Don't let the old man fall. Ping Ling slapped his forehead. Just now, he was still thinking about the plain handkerchief at this moment. He felt a little guilty.
Zhao Si had always been stingy. It was harder for anyone to borrow his bicycle than to dig out his heart. Someone once joked that he would rather lend his wife to someone else than borrow his precious bicycle. At that time, having a bicycle was a way to show off one's status in front of others.
Ping Ling's father had just left the house, and his grandfather suddenly became very clear-headed again. Xiangyun wiped the sweat off her grandfather's face with her handkerchief.
Xiang Yun's eyes were red and swollen. She pulled Ping Ling Niang outside the door and said softly,"It seems that Old Huang is dying. I want to rush to the city and call Nan 'er back so that I can see his father one last time."
Ping Ling's mother only nodded and said softly," Auntie, don't worry. I and Ping Ling are here. When the doctor comes, I think everything will be fine."
As soon as Aunt Xiangyun walked out of the door, Ping Ling Niang saw her shoulders twitching as she wiped her face with her sleeve.
Ping Ling's mother walked into the room. Her grandpa was holding Ping Ling's hand in high spirits.
"Pingling, I'm afraid that grandpa won't be able to wait until your wedding. In the past, I always wondered when I would be able to see my great-grandson.”Ping Ling felt that his grandfather sounded a little sad when he said that.
Ping Ling said," Grandpa, you'll get better. You'll definitely get better." Look, aren't you feeling much better now?”
Grandpa said," You've seen it for yourself. Grandpa is sometimes good and sometimes bad. Who knows when he'll stop breathing and leave.”
When he heard this, Ping Ling suddenly wailed. Ping Ling's mother said," Ping Ling, don't be like this. Grandpa will be sad."
Grandpa said," Pingling, don't cry. Wait until Grandpa is dead before you cry. Look, Grandpa isn't dead yet." Smile for Grandpa." Ping Ling smiled like he did when he was young. However, he felt that he had never smiled so bitterly and painfully. Perhaps his grandfather was trying his best to take his grandson's smile away and bring it to another world to enjoy it alone.
Grandpa tried his best to smile, but Ping Ling felt that it was very difficult for him to smile. Grandpa suddenly said," Pingling, do you remember when your grandma died?" At that time, you ran to me after the banquet and asked me, Grandpa, when will you die like Grandma? Everyone present looked at you in surprise. I'm still teasing you. Grandpa's health is so good. Why do you have to ask me when I'm going to die? Do you remember what you said back then? You said that Grandpa died so that you could eat such a banquet again.
Ping Ling really felt that she was especially childish and funny at that time, but she couldn't laugh out loud. Finally, she said to her grandfather like a spoiled child," Grandfather, Ling 'er was not sensible at that time, and you still laughed at me."
Grandpa smiled, a little sadly. He said,"At that time, it was really hard on you. How long had it been since you'd seen any oil? Your father was the village chief, but he couldn't let you live a better life."
Ping Ling's mother said,"Ping Ling, don't nag grandpa anymore. Let him have a good rest."
Grandpa said," I'm not tired. I'm afraid. I'm afraid that once I rest, I won't be able to see you guys anymore." At this point, Grandpa suddenly twitched. Her body seemed to be a little unsteady as she leaned to the side.
Ping Ling hurriedly supported his grandfather with his own body.
Grandpa said. He didn't know what was going on, but he felt as if there were many knives twisting in his heart. It hurt like hell. Baby, father, I'm afraid I can't take it anymore. My heart hurts. As he spoke, Grandpa kept moaning loudly.
It was rare for a tough man like his grandfather to hear him moan in his life. Now, he could not bear it anymore and actually moaned continuously.
Ping Ling's mother went to the door and looked around, but she didn't see Ping Ling's father.
After about a pack of cigarettes, Grandpa's moans gradually calmed down, and loud gasps came from his mouth. Ping Ling pinched his grandfather's philtrum point with his finger. He seemed to have a premonition, but he didn't dare to think further.
In the end, her grandfather managed to pull through. He just kept talking nonsense, sometimes sober, sometimes confused.
Ping Ling's mother used a hot handkerchief to cover her grandfather's forehead. She said that when she was in the hospital, she often applied it on him like this. Grandpa felt that it was better this way.
Grandpa began to call out a few names over and over again, one high and one low. It sounded a little rhythmic. Ping Ling listened carefully. Grandpa was talking about Ping Ling, Tianzhu, Nan 'er, Xiangyun, and Grandma's name and Ping Ling's mother's name. Ping Ling and Ping Ling's mother agreed. They didn't care whether their grandpa was listening or not. No matter whose name was called, the mother and son would answer.
After a while, Grandpa miraculously woke up.
He said several times in a row. It was too scary, too scary, too scary.
Ping Ling's mother asked,"Father, what are you afraid of? We're all here with you."
Grandpa said," Is it useful for you to stay here? I just saw a large herd of cows, a large herd of cows. All of them had their bloody mouths open, and their horns were like snow-white knives. When they saw me, they actually rushed forward and stabbed into my heart." What kind of sin did I commit?
Ping Ling said," Grandpa, that was just your imagination. Don't be afraid. It's probably because your body is very weak these days. It's inevitable for you to have hallucinations. You've killed cows all your life. Are you afraid of cows?"
Xiangyun went straight to the station and took the bus to Nan 'er's place.
This was the last bus of the day. Xiangyun waited anxiously, but the driver did not leave. After all, it was the last bus. According to the usual practice, they would have to wait a little longer.
Through the car window, Xiang Yun looked at the distant mountains. The mountains were full of wild chrysanthemums, blooming like brocade. Xiangyun thought of the bleak yellow paper and couldn't help but shudder.
In Xiang Yun's heart, he was like a mountain. If he died, the pillar in her heart would collapse. For so many years, he had always been the protector of his soul. He was more than ten years older than him. With his departure, he did not have much to live for. Thinking of this, the scenes that had once made her dream come back to him.
It was the most terrifying dusk in the late winter.
Xiang Yun still had a lingering fear when she thought about it. She ran for her life with a group of people chasing after her.
The road meandered and circled halfway up the mountain. She could even feel the cold mountain wind under her feet. She knew in her heart that if she made a slight mistake, she would fall from the precipice into the bottomless abyss.
The shouts behind her were getting closer and closer. She knew the consequences of being caught. It was already very unfortunate to be born in such a desolate place, but there was an extremely foolish and absurd human sacrifice.
Xiang Yun didn't know why the human sacrifice was set up, but she didn't know who it was for. She had asked her grandfather who loved her the most, and her grandfather suddenly showed a terrified expression. He only said that children shouldn't ask about things that they didn't know, because the gods would punish them.
When she was eight years old, she couldn't remember which day it was in the late winter. She only vaguely felt that the world had frozen into one. Her father nervously led her into the crowd without saying a word.
They could only hear the footsteps of the team. Xiang Yun looked up and saw everyone's tense faces.
Their faces were like embossed. It was like a group of shells whose souls had long left their bodies, or livestock that had been driven into a slaughterhouse. They were completely lifeless.
Xiangyun grabbed her father's clothes tightly and felt her whole body go limp. She wanted to say," Daddy, I'm scared." However, she did not dare to say it out loud.
Not long after.
In a spacious yard, Xiang Yun saw a high altar, surrounded by colorful flags, fluttering in the cold wind.
Xiangyun was sent to a room where she could put on makeup.
There were already many boys and girls around her age gathered there. This was the first time Xiangyun had seen makeup in her life. A middle-aged woman painted her tender face with bright colors.
Looking at their companions 'attire and the makeup on their faces, the children could not help but laugh and tease each other. Hence, someone came out to stop them, saying that they were not allowed to laugh. If they offended the gods, they would lose their lives. Therefore, all the children learned the deathly expression of the adults.
The altar was opened.
Xiang Yun and the children stood on both sides of the altar.
At first, Xiang Yun didn't dare to raise her head to look around. She only felt like someone was waving a flag in front of them. A group of people knelt on the ground and chanted a spell piously.
Xiang Yun was burying her head when suddenly, a bloody rooster head rolled to her feet with a bang. Its mouth was still open, as if it wanted to say something to her.
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