Knowing the ending, there is still half an hour of the plot that I dare not watch at night.
Stroke in old age. Maybe because of too many similarities and too many feelings, the movie starts to cry from the beginning.
Coincidentally, it is exactly three years in one month. Ask yourself, what have I done?
In addition to the occasional help, in addition to visiting every now and then, in addition to the heart-wrenching cry after leaving.
I never even had a good conversation with my grandfather face to face.
Grandpa used to be the township secretary of the eldest eldest, and he once represented this large region to Tiananmen Square to meet Chairman Mao. Life is also a feat. I don't want to have a stroke at the age of 80.
Since then, my grandmother has been taking care of her alone. Just like in the movie. Incapable of walking, half-holding and half dragging. For a woman in her 70s, no matter how strong she is, it is difficult for her husband to walk and walk smoothly.
There is a scene that I will probably never forget in my life.
One weekend, I was upstairs watching TV when I heard my grandma calling for help from below. Running down in a hurry, I saw my grandfather leaning on top of grandma, half on the ground, grandma's right arm had a big hole, and blood was dripping:
grandma helped grandpa to go to the toilet, and after going to the toilet, she couldn't find it out of control. When the center of gravity was reached, grandma couldn't hold it, and her arm rubbed against the wall.
It can only be said that he took his life to help the big man and sat on the chair. Grandma was busy taking care of grandpa right away, ignoring the wound on her arm at all.
Then what did I do, I just felt distressed by the side. I feel sorry for my grandfather's illness and my grandmother's hard work.
Grandpa passed away nearly four years after he had a stroke. Very suddenly, no one saw him for the last time except for his grandmother and his eldest cousin who happened to be in front of him.
Aside from all the grief, I also thought about whether this result would also be a relief for my grandmother. This kind of sudden and painless departure is also the best home for grandpa. Just go too hastily, too many regrets left us.
But when grandpa is gone, what is left of grandma? .
After moving to a new house, grandma and we can see each other in the same yard. In addition, after going to college, the time spent at home is not too long every year.
Grandma is like a half empty nester. Although at home, at my son's house. But with her only loneliness. How to say that there will be no second person to accompany her in the bedroom.
Every time I go home and sit in the room and talk to her, the main topic never changes: the family Huanhuan bit my grandma hard. The exact same words I go home and listen to once a month for hours at a time. All I can do is to treat it as the first time I heard about it, and I am surprised every time, and I have to play a few times every time. Grandma is old and can't remember a lot of things. But even though grandma talked about how Huanhuan was not good every day, but grandma also raised him like a family. Grandma always said to others that this is the dog raised by the granddaughter. In fact, the one who has been with Huanhuan the longest from beginning to end is only grandma. Over the years, I can count on my fingers the number of times I have fed Huanhuan.
Two years later, at my grandmother's funeral, I heard neighbors talk about how my grandmother carried a small bench to the entrance of the alley by herself every day, and talked to the neighbors, always followed by the family's Huanhuan.
I can't write anymore, so be it. ----2013.04
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