Striving for Science

The old man was holding a black and white photo. The woman with a ponytail was wearing a loose and unfitting earth shirt. She sat on the chair with a stiff smile and a chubby child in her hand.

He had seen this picture at home and it was a photo of his dad and grandma when he was a kid.

"Chang'an, if you don't want to see her, we will go home and eat together." Daonian walked to Shen Chang'an, "If you want to see her, I will accompany you."

Shen Changan turned his head to look at Daonian: "How did you stand up and your feet hurt?"

"Not particularly painful."

"It's not particularly painful, it's still pain." Shen Changan held Daonian's arm, "Lean on me."

Dao Nian Yiyan leaned up. If he didn't grow taller, he would probably perform a live interpretation of what the little bird is called Yiren.

King Yan felt that he had lost sight of it. If he looked at it again, he would feel that there was something wrong with Tiandao.

"When I was young, my mother's relationship with my grandmother was not very good. My grandmother always thought that my mother was too busy at work and could not take good care of my dad." Shen Changan recalled the relatively vague clips when he was a kid. "My dad replied, he should be a big man. Take care of my mother, not my mother. Because of this, my grandmother lost her temper and never returned to live with my parents after returning home. "

"Later my parents died, I was sent to the country grandma, grandma ..."

The time at Grandma's house was like a nightmare.

I was forced to drink the water with a strange smell by my grandmother, scolded by my grandmother, beaten and hungry, and finally knelt. Finally, I was almost killed by my grandmother, just because she felt that he would come back if he died.

"Go." Shen Changan took a deep breath. Grandma became the shadow of his childhood, but Dad raised him. For Dad's sake, he was willing to take this trip.

Everyone said she was crazy, but the old lady felt she was sober. She remembers that her son may have done well. The most handsome boy in the whole town is her son.

Her son was a special force, and later became a policeman, wearing a big cap, which was amazing.

She shook her hand and took out a picture of herself and her son weakly from under the pillow, panting desperately.

"You're going to die." A crazy old lady was lying outside the window of her room. "Every day he said that his son is so good, but the result is not alone to die, the cowhide king, shameless!"

The old lady widened her eyes and stared angrily at the madman outside the window. Who said she was bragging?

"Cheater, there are no scammers." The madman clapped his head outside and shook his head. He was found by the doctors and nurses in the mental hospital and dragged him back.

The old lady feels that her hearing is particularly good today. Even though the madman has been dragged away, she still hears that she is calling her a descendant, but bragging about having a son's liar.

"I have a son!" She clutched the photo tightly. "My son has won glory for the country!"

Her son is amazing, and all the wards she lives in are single rooms. The doctor said that all her expenses were paid by the state, which was earned by her son.

but……

he died?

he died!

The old lady opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't cry or shed tears.

"No son, no descendants!"

Did those lunatics start singing?

"Crazy woman, old liar."

No, no, her son is gone, she also has descendants.

She also has ... a grandson.

"I have descendants." She thought she was yelling, but no one but her could hear it.

She has a grandson, Shen You, with particularly good grades, and she takes the first place in the class every time.

The old lady suddenly calmed down, and she suddenly remembered that someone once told her that her grandson was an ominous person, and he had killed her son.

As long as he is willing to trade for life, her son will survive.

But she tried everything she could to save her son, and Shen You didn't die.

Suddenly she was a little afraid. If she went underground, her son asked Shen You if she had a good life. How should she answer him?

Shen You ...

Shen You has been taken away.

She has n’t seen him for more than ten years. How should she tell her son? She remembered that her son was very kind to Shen You, and would lie on the ground and let him ride a horse, and let him sit on the shoulder and watch the excitement.

However, she lost her son's son.

"The widowed old lady, nobody cares about it, nobody watches, and there is only a coffin board when she dies." The madmen outside were still singing. She looked down on them, and they looked down on her.

She was a little angry and was too lazy to care about these lunatics.

She is the most normal in this hospital. Those doctors and nurses are also mentally ill and not sober.

Breathing is getting harder and harder, she is holding the picture in her hand tightly, her son ... why not come to pick her up?

The door of the room slowly opened, and she turned her head hard to see. Was it her Akang?

No, not Akon.

The young man who entered the house had a good look, his skin was white and tender, and there were two small dimples on his cheeks.

It's a pity that such a good boy has a problem with his brain and is sent here?

The young man got closer and closer, his expression was very strange, the old lady thought, is he here to grab his own photo? She shuddered to hide the photo in the quilt, but her hand didn't have any strength. The photo followed her fingers and fell to the ground.

"My Photo……"

Don't grab her picture!

Don't grab her picture!

Shen Changan looked at the photo that fell on his shoe, bent over to pick it up, and put it into the palm of the old lady. I have n’t seen it for more than ten years. The old man is much older and dryer than he remembers. Her whole person is like withered, and the mixed voice is filled with death.

She looked strange in his eyes.

He thought, looking at his own eyes, probably so strange.

The room was quiet, he didn't know what he could say to an old man who had abused him for two years.

"I have got……"

The old lady kept saying something in her mouth. Shen Changan listened carefully for a long while before she heard that she was saying “she has descendants”.

There was a sterilizing smell of potassium permanganate in the room, and an old smell that was not very good. He looked up at the white, but now has a yellowish ceiling, waiting for the moment of her death.

At this moment, his heart was extremely quiet, no resentment, no blame, and of course no sorrow.

He even started to think, would Dao Nian be bored and cold when he waited outside the yard?

Time passed by one minute and one second, Shen Changan looked down at the time, turned his head again to the old man on the bed, and the old man looked up at him. Her eyes were very bright, as if she was back in her youth.

"What a pity," she said to him, "how are you still sent to this place when you are still young?"

"I come to see you." Shen Changan looked at her and replied, "I left after reading it."

"You don't know me again, why should you come to see me?" The old lady laughed, "You are not too sick."

Shen Changan looked at her without speaking.

"I'm going to die." She sat up, straightened her messy hair, and wanted to walk down to the side chair.

Shen Changan reached out and helped her, the old lady's hand was very cold. He remembers a saying in her hometown that when the old man dies, do n’t lie in bed, otherwise he will carry the bed behind him and have a hard time in life.

Just a few steps, as if exhausting all the strength of the old lady, her bright eyes gradually dimmed.

"Young man, you are not my loved one. Go out next to the dead man. Go out." The old lady touched the picture on her chest. "My son, I'm going to find my son."

Shen Changan didn't understand why she could be so kind to a stranger, but so ruthless and cruel to a young man?

"I have a grandson, about the same age as you." The old lady closed her eyes and her voice became smaller and smaller. "Later, someone told me that as long as he was willing to change his life, my son would be able to return. But later, my son did not come back, and I lost him. You said, will my son forgive me? "

Shen Changan's lips moved, and he didn't speak.

He felt that the old man on the recliner had lost his breath.

She is dead.

Soul light flew out of her chest, hovering around the picture on her chest.

"I don't know if he will forgive you." Shen Changan looked at Soul Light. "You should go, don't miss the world."

Soul light flew out of the window, Shen Changan looked at the rocking chair slightly shaking, and the old man with closed eyes, pressed the call bell on the wall.

"Mr. Shen, please mourn." Half a minute later, the doctors and nurses walked into the house. They skillfully carried the old man on a stretcher and covered her body with a white cloth.

Shen Changan shook his head, digged out of his body, took out a white flower, and put it on the white cloth covered with his body: "Goodbye."

Doctors and nurses are familiar with the family situation of each patient. Naturally, they also know that the old lady in this room, the son is a very martyr, but after her son died, the old lady went crazy and abused her grandson at home. Whatever the grandson dies, the son can come back.

Over the years, the grandson of the old lady has never appeared. It was unexpected that her grandson came out to meet her before she died.

Looking at the little white flowers on the body, the doctors and nurses sighed in their hearts. In this life of man, madness passed.

What love, hatred, love and hatred, grievances and entanglements, in the face of death, have become a cloud of smoke.

Shen Changan walked out of the house and saw Daonian and King Yan still waiting for him. He walked to Daonian's side and calmly said: "Let's go back, the meal prepared by Uncle Zhao is almost cold."

"Good." Dao Young patted Shen Changan's shoulder a few times.

The King Yan waved away all traces of their visits and took the two from the psychiatric hospital of the imperial capital directly to the gate of the Daonian family.

Looking at the familiar gate, Shen Changan turned and thanked the King and found that the King did not know when he left.

"Sir, Chang'an, are you back?" Yu Lei, who was at the door, saw the two of them and turned to shout in the room. "Old Zhao, ready to serve the dish, and Mr. Chang'an returned."

Shen Changan walked through the garden with Tao Nian, and the workers who were tidying up the garden smiled and greeted him. When entering the door of the villa, Liu Mao and Shen Tu also came over with a smile.

They seem to already know that Grandma Shen Changan has passed away, so they are all trying to coax Shen Changan happy.

"You ..." Shen Changan took a deep breath and raised his head to look at the crowd. "Do you have any idea to see Daonian walking normally?"

In just three or four hours, even if they knew that Dao Nian's legs had recovered, they should not even look at Dao Nian's legs.

The author has something to say: Everyone: Shocked! It's time to test your acting skills!