Little Fuwa in the era: Three uncles rushed to pet me

Liu Hongying is dead...

It was the owner of the hotel who informed Crepe Guodong and Crepe Mingde.

I heard that she died so suddenly and quietly that the hotel owner didn't even know when she died. But it was noon and she hadn't checked out yet, so he went to rush her.

However, the boss knocked on the door for a long time but found no movement inside. In the end, he had no choice but to take the spare room card and open the door.

As soon as he pushed it open, he saw her lying on the floor, her body already cold.

Later I heard from the medical examiner that she died of myocardial infarction.

Before she died, she tidied herself up neatly, changed her clothes, combed her hair, and put on lipstick.

"I'm so unlucky..."

The hotel owner sat in the police station crying.

"He died out of nowhere. I'm afraid no one will dare to live here in the future."

Cree Guodong was pushed by Cree Mingde to claim the body. He was dull from beginning to end.

The news came too suddenly, was she really just... dead?
Rather than being shocked, it's better to say that he didn't believe it at all.

But when he saw the cold corpse lying there, he couldn't help but not believe it.

"That's right!" Rui Guodong was stunned for a long time and cursed at the corpse.

"I let you do it, let you make trouble, you are restless at your age, are you getting retribution now?"

He cursed as before, but the man lying there didn't answer.

After taking Liu Hongying home, Chu Guodong didn't seem too sad, but Chu Mingde guarded his mother and cried heartily before burying her.

Liu Hongying's funeral was simple. Chu Mingde didn't have much money, and what Liu Hongying had left was only enough to hold a very simple and simple funeral.

After hearing the news, some former colleagues in the factory and some neighbors came to give a gift of money and comforted Crepe Guodong: "Old Cree, I have my condolences and hope for the future."

Cree Guodong showed disdain.

"What should I feel sorry for? It's just the right time for her to die. This old woman has never lived a happy life. She has to make trouble even when she is old. She deserves to die now, she deserves it!"

He cursed like this, but after Liu Hongying was buried, he became more and more depressed and his temper became more withdrawn.

Sometimes he would sit by the window and sit there for a long time before shouting: "Old woman!"

But after shouting, no one responded to him?

He turned back and looked at the empty room, then remembered, oh, the old woman was gone.

He used to always shout "Dead old woman, dead old woman..." Now, he really lives up to his name.

Chu Mingde is often away from home. He is a young man and always looking for something to do. However, finding a job seems to be not going well recently.

Many people don't want someone who comes out of prison. He is in a bad mood and always invites a few friends to eat and drink outside.

He was not at home, and Chu Mingde couldn't do anything. Not to mention no one to push him out when he went out, he couldn't even get three meals a day. Sometimes he waited and waited until Chu Mingde came back in the evening. He brought some food.

Within two days, Chu Guodong had a big quarrel with Chu Mingde.That night, Cree Mingde waited for a long time before finally waiting for her drunken son to come home.

"Mingde." Chu Guodong called him in an almost humble tone.

"Please help me wipe myself. I haven't showered in several days. Look, it stinks."

Cree Mingde stared at Cree Mingde with a pair of drunken eyes, and then nodded for a moment: "Okay, wash, wash, wash..."

After a while, Chu Mingde brought a basin of hot water, which was about fifty or sixty degrees Celsius. He wet the handkerchief and rubbed it on his body. It was hot against the skin, and Chu Mingde couldn't help but frown.

That's okay, but after all, Cree Mingde is a man, and he was drunk, so his hands were naturally careless.

"Mingde, be gentle, be gentle..."

Chu Guodong said it more than once, but Chu Mingde's mind was obviously not on this.

"What are you doing?"

Cree Guodong couldn't bear it anymore: "Are you planning to kill me? Look at what you are doing?
You said that during this period of time, you didn't do anything at home, you didn't wash your clothes when they were smelly, and the garbage was piled up like a mountain. On this table and on this ground, I just want you to wipe me down. You can't wait to wipe me out. The bones were torn apart.

What exactly do you want to do?
What do you want to do?
Are you like your mother, who thinks that I am old, useless, and a burden to you, so you want me to die, right? "

Chu Guodong has a bad temper, but Chu Mingde is his son after all, so he has been holding back and not saying anything. Now that his patience has reached the limit, the tight string suddenly broke, and everything poured out.

But Chu Mingde was not used to him. He had drunk wine and got angry. He threw the handkerchief into the basin with a bang, and the water splashed everywhere.

"Dad, you are really endless!" Cree Mingde yelled.

"I'm a man, not a girl, so how can I do these things?
What I can do is already very good, but you are still picky?

You know yourself, why don't you think about me? I'm over 40, I don't have a wife, my son is in prison, and I can't even find a job. Do you know how depressed I feel?
You don’t know, you have never thought about me, you just know how to argue and curse...

Okay, no matter what I do, you are not satisfied, I won’t serve you anymore, I won’t serve you anymore, okay? "

As soon as Chu Mingde made a noise, he turned around and slammed the door and went out.

"Mingde, Mingde..." Chu Guodong shouted in the room, but how could Chu Mingde pay attention to him?

Chu Guodong couldn't call his son back, so he could only push the wheelchair to the bedroom and find a piece of still clean clothes to put on for himself. However, he had difficulty with his hands and feet. After a long time, he still couldn't put it on, which made him tired. Sweating profusely.

It was only at this time that Cree Guodong felt a sadness come from the bottom of his heart.

If Liu Hongying was still here, how could he have suffered this crime?
What if Yaqian is still here?

In the past, Yaqian did everything at home. She never complained when her hands were covered with frostbite when doing laundry in the winter.

In the past, he didn't like his daughter and looked down upon his wife. All his hopes were placed on his son, thinking that he would rely on his son when he got old and would respond to his son's requests. Only then did he realize that his son was the last person he could rely on.

Chu Mingde ran away for two days. Chu Guodong fainted at home. After being discovered by neighbors, the community took him to a welfare home.

When he was picked up, neighbors gathered around to watch.

"Who is this? Why is it like this?"

This year, everyone likes to join in the fun, and everyone saw that Crimson Guodong was still wearing a thin shirt in the winter, and couldn't help but ask: "Where are his family members? Why do you leave a paralyzed old man at home like this?"