He stopped for more than a week.
On June 18, 2019, at 15: 25, my father was in a car accident. He was hit by a tractor while riding an electric scooter. His skull was fractured, five ribs were broken, and his hip and leg bones were fractured. When he received the news, it was already 14: 00 on the 19th.
At the hospital, he saw that he was on a ventilator and had a tube in his head. His entire face was wrapped in gauze, and his body was swollen. He couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed on the spot.
The next day, he contacted a specialist in Jinan and said that if there was a chance, he would take an ambulance and prepare for surgery. However, the electrolytes in his body were not balanced. The sodium and potassium ions were too high and too low. He didn't meet the conditions for surgery. After a night of treatment, not only did he not get better, but his condition became worse. More than half of his cerebral infarction cases had died. His overall score was only 3, which was the lowest score.
The doctor said that there was no hope.
Mother said that he couldn't be outside. According to the customs of his hometown, even if he died, he couldn't be in a foreign land. He had to go home.
He reached home at 15: 00 on the 21st and stopped breathing.
Only then did I realize that life was short.
For the past few days, I had been in a daze. I felt like I was dreaming. I really wanted to wake up and realize that everything was fake. He was still sleeping in his room, still calling me by my childhood name, still asking me how I was doing … Unfortunately, all of these had become "what ifs".
His father was a teacher. He had more than 30 years of education and had countless students. He had never done anything that went against his morals or conscience. However, God didn't let him stay for a while longer. He left so quickly and so decisively. He didn't even leave a word behind. He didn't even open his eyes once from the time he was in the car accident to the time he passed away.
After more than ten years of writing, I didn't feel sad about the countless parting of life and death. However, when I personally experienced it, I felt so painful and helpless. It was as if the entire world had abandoned me. I knew that from now on, my father's appearance and voice would only appear in my memories. I would never see him again. I had completely lost him and become a child without a father.
After I graduated from university, I worked in Qinghai. Later, I got married and stayed there. I didn't go back to my hometown in Shandong. I didn't spend much time with my parents in more than ten years.
It wasn't that he didn't miss them, but he felt that there was still enough time. As long as he had a little more time, he could have his own business, become a god, become a platinum, and live a good life. He could have brought them over or returned to his hometown … He had worked hard for more than ten years, and just as he was about to do all this and fulfill his filial piety, he passed away.
These days, I've been thinking, why don't you give me more time? I really can do it. Even if you give me a little more and let me serve you well, I won't have given birth to this son for nothing.
But that was the truth. Suddenly …
All these years, he had been working, writing, and not being able to stop updating. He had been working non-stop and had almost no time for himself. Everything he did had to be calculated and he did not dare to waste a single bit. He worked hard to give them a better life, but with such conditions, he could not enjoy it.
I heard from my brother that when I went to Shanghai last month, he kept complaining that since I was already here, why didn't I go home?
I know he misses me.
I didn't reply, so we didn't see each other one last time.
He had always thought that he had time, but now, he realized that it was all gone.
My father was a village person. He lived frugally all his life. He lost his mother when he was six years old, and his father passed away when he was in his twenties. He lived alone until he married my mother. He gave birth to three sons and worked as a private teacher until now. He never had a good day.
In 2017, his wife got pregnant and asked him and his mother to come over to take care of her. He wanted to spend more time with us, but the place I lived at was more than three thousand meters above sea level. In less than four months, I lost more than 20 kilograms and couldn't walk anymore. Eight days after my grandson was born, I went back.
Before I left and tidied up my room, I found that there was an extra screw and screw cap for a mineral water bottle. He said that he picked it up when he was taking a stroll. Even if it was useless, he could sell it for money. When I was sent to the plane, I couldn't pass the security check. After a check, I found a pair of pliers with broken corners, a screwdriver without a handle, and an old compass … I asked him why he brought them, and he said that they were picked up and could still be used. I smiled and said, "Do you mean that I can't even afford these? I'll buy them for you. " He said, "They can still be used. What are you buying? Don't waste it! "
When he got home, he called me and was very happy. He said that he still couldn't understand how such a big piece of metal like a plane could fly so high in the sky. In the village, it was very impressive to be able to take a plane. Everyone was envious, and many people didn't believe it.
My father liked to learn new things. When I was young, the books at home were mostly "One Hundred Thousand Whys" and "The Mystery of the Moon". He was better at using mobile phones than I was. He always wanted to learn how to use a computer. I said that I would buy one for him when we got one, and then buy him a better mobile phone … But this "turning back" couldn't happen anymore.
He knew how to be a carpenter, and there were many stools in the house that he made himself. He knew how to repair electronic products. When he was making black and white TVs, he was a famous electrician from all over the country. Basically, there would be people sending electrical appliances to repair every day. After he fixed them, he would at most collect money for the parts. He didn't make a living or earn money, and only gained a reputation as a "good person."
He always wanted a house for the elderly. I said that I would buy it in the county, but he said that he wasn't used to living in the city and wanted to live in the countryside. I said that I would build it. At the beginning of this year, I gave him the money to build a house in his hometown. For the past few months, he spent all kinds of effort buying materials, looking for people, and stayed there every night. He watched as the bricks were built one by one, smoking a cigarette with a satisfied look on his face. At the beginning of this month, the house was finally built, and the furniture was all bought. He said happily that he finally had a place of his own. Just as he was about to move in, he was gone. He didn't even live in the brand new house for a day.
He liked to read some miscellaneous books and looked forward to all kinds of mysterious events. I said that he should get a passport and bring him to places like the pyramids to see the wonders of the world. He was very happy and insisted on exercising every day. He said that when he went abroad in the future, he wouldn't fall behind and would be able to follow us. But now, he didn't use his passport even once.
He didn't like to owe money, even if it was his son. He recorded the train tickets I bought for him and every time I brought him out. He recorded the train tickets, bus tickets, and plane tickets. He planned to return them to me when he had enough money. He even thought that after saving up for a house, he would return it to me when he had enough money …
I didn't plan to let him return it, but now that I thought about it, it would be good if he could return it. At least it would show that he was still alive.
On the way back from Jinan, I watched as his vital signs decreased bit by bit until they were close to nothing. I felt like my brain was about to explode. All these years, I had been creating the world. I always felt that I was omnipotent and nothing could stop me. But in the face of reality, it was useless at all.
I imagined that if there was a medical aura, a soul master, and the aura of the Way of the Heavens, I could summon Zhang Xuan … That way, I could stop him from leaving, but I couldn't do it!
I used to think that as long as I could earn more money, my life would be better. Many things could be avoided and I could live happily. But now, I realized that many times, money was useless.
I used to think narrow-mindedly, why did it have to be you and not others?
I wanted to make you stay, but I couldn't.
I wanted to go back in time a few days and stop you from leaving so that this tragedy wouldn't have happened. But I wasn't the main character. Time couldn't be turned back, and regrets couldn't be made up for.
I was just a mortal.
A useless mortal.
A piece of trash who couldn't do anything.
In the face of leaving, I could only watch helplessly. I couldn't do anything.
My emotions were in a mess, and I didn't know what to say.
Father's funeral was over and he was buried in peace. I'll deal with it in the next two days. The traffic accident responsibility will be restored in the next few days.
Sweeping the World
June 26, 2019
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
