Chapter 117 Life is as Thin as Paper
The families of Nuannuan and her mother have not been contacted.
After the police arrived and confirmed that it was suicide, the hospital helped to tidy up the deceased's appearance, and the bodies of the mother and daughter were temporarily stored in the morgue.
He Shu also helped pack up the things they left behind and found a very old black leather notebook.
When I opened it, I saw that it was filled with accounts, densely packed with the expenses since Nuannuan fell ill.
He Shu turned to the middle part, which said that he earned 270,000 yuan from selling the house, and then came to Dadu, and the money was almost all used up for the second chemotherapy.
On the back of the account, there is also a record of the money that Nuannuan’s mother borrowed from outside.
She recorded everything, whether it was as much as 30,000 or 40,000 yuan or as little as 100 or 200 yuan or even a few dozen yuan, with the names, the amounts owed and the dates all clearly recorded.
The more she read, the more she remembered, even the things given by others, including the meals that Nuannuan's mother ordered from the restaurant opposite the hospital during this period. She wrote them all down.
Perhaps, when she wrote these down, she still felt hopeful, thinking that her daughter's illness would be cured sooner or later. After she recovered, she would slowly pay back the money and favors she owed.
He Shu flipped to the end and saw his own name on it. It said: A kind-hearted young man, He Shu, 50,000 yuan. There was also his cell phone number at the end.
These few simple words made He Shu feel extremely uncomfortable.
Because of his kindness, he did not bring hope to the mother and daughter.
When we returned to Uncle Zhang's ward, my godfather had already told Uncle Zhang what had happened. The two of them were lamenting the value of human life, which could be gone in an instant.
He originally planned to go back to his grandfather's house in the evening, but He Shu also wanted to know whether the mother and daughter had any relatives who would come to pick them up.
So he called home, but no one answered the phone, so he called his aunt.
I didn’t know where my aunt was. There was a rumbling sound on the phone, as if there were many cars running. It took her several calls before she could hear clearly.
Godfather was in the hospital with Uncle Zhang last night. Since He Shu wanted to stay today, he went to rent a folding bed.
He Shu would go upstairs from time to time to ask if he had contacted Nuannuan's family.
It was not until after 9 o'clock in the evening that we got the exact news.
It turned out that Nuannuan's parents were also divorced. The hospital called Nuannuan's father, and he said that they had not been in contact for a long time and he didn't care.
Then we contacted Nuannuan's grandmother through the police, and they said someone would come to deal with the matter the next day.
Knowing that someone from their family had come, He Shu felt relieved and returned to Uncle Zhang's ward.
In the evening, godfather went outside to smoke and asked He Shu to accompany him.
In fact, Zhao Qishui was afraid that He Shu would be scared, because he saw the woman jumping off the building and dying today, and he felt a little listless for the whole day.
Zhao Qishui was very worried about the impact it would have on He Shu's psychology.
"Your uncle Zhang told me that he doesn't like staying in the hospital."
"During the day, people come and go but it's not a big deal. But at night, those who can't sleep due to pain make groaning sounds, which is really creepy to hear."
Zhao Qishui glanced at He Shu and asked, "Are you afraid of this place?"
He Shu shook his head. Far from being afraid of places like hospitals, he felt very familiar with them.
"It's good that you're not afraid." Zhao Qishui smoked a cigarette and thought about how to enlighten the child, but he had little education and didn't know what to say.
The father and son sat by the flower bed downstairs in the inpatient department. This was the main entrance and they couldn't see the place where Nuannuan's mother jumped off the building.
"Well, actually, when you see a lot of things, you don't take them seriously anymore."
"Humans are just like cats and dogs. They have a very short life."
"How's the saying? Lighter than a feather?" Zhao Qishui scratched his head.
He Shu watched his godfather consoling him earnestly, and smiled and reminded him: "Everyone has to die, some are heavier than Mount Tai, some are lighter than a feather..."
"Yes, yes, yes. You have read a lot, so you can remember this word."
Zhao Qishui patted He Shu's leg and said, "My godfather means the same thing as this sentence. Whether your life is as heavy as a mountain or as light as a feather is your own choice."
After saying that, he looked at He Shu and said, "You understand, right? Do you understand what I'm saying?"
He Shu nodded: "Yeah, I understand."
"I'm glad you understand." Zhao Qishui rubbed his face, seeming to be very tired of explaining.
"Godfather, I'm not that timid and I'm not scared. You don't have to worry." He Shu knew that his godfather was worried about him, so he pulled him out to talk.
"Hey, you are more sensible than other children." Zhao Qishui sighed, "In fact, being too sensible is not good. If you think too much, you will get tired."
"You should have helped the mother and daughter. We have no relatives or friends, so it's okay. It's their own fate..."
"Yeah." He Shu responded, "I understand, godfather."
"I understand." Zhao Qishui stood up and stretched his waist, moving his neck, arms and legs: "Let's go, let's go back."
He Shu and Zhao Qishui walked into the inpatient building one after the other. Looking at his godfather in front of him, He Shu felt that he was actually lucky.
Fortunately, he met someone who cared about him and gave him a special kind of family love.
The next day, He Shu did not ask about the mother and daughter again. Godfather would stay with Uncle Zhang for a few more days in Dadu.
The hotel room was checked out and my godfather slept in a small bed in the hospital at night.
The two of them came to Dadu without bringing any clothes. In the morning, He Shu went to buy some spare clothes and daily necessities for his godfather and Uncle Zhang.
Then they washed their dirty clothes in the pool in the hospital's washroom.
Looking down from the rear window, it seemed as if nothing had happened except for the broken slate.
Uncle Zhang will be able to walk slowly today. Seeing that nothing happened to them, He Shu went back to his grandfather's house.
My uncle and aunt were at home today. When He Shu returned, they were moving two large potted plants into the yard.
It is about one meter tall, with big green leaves, a bit like a banana.
I asked my aunt and found out that it was really banana.
My uncle actually smiled today and asked if the tree looked good in the yard.
This was given by my uncle's mother-in-law. Yesterday, my aunt called my uncle and asked him to drive over to help get it back.
It was several years before my uncle had a meal at his mother-in-law's house again.
When I came back, it was already dark and I hadn't done anything yet. It was only this morning that I got around to dealing with it.
Judging from my uncle's appearance, he seems to be in a very good mood and must have had a wonderful night last night.
At this time, my aunt also came out of the house and told He Shu with a smile that she had something for him.
Following his aunt upstairs, his aunt took He Shu to her and his uncle's room.
He Shu had never been to his aunt's room. The room was simply furnished with a double bed, a large wardrobe by the door, and a bedside table.
The only special feature is that there is a carpet next to the big window, with knitted cushions on it, and a small square coffee table made of bamboo and rattan.
"Here, He Shu, this is a gift from your brother Guangxing's grandparents. Just call them grandpa and grandma."
He Shu took a small bag handed over by his aunt, opened it and found a box inside, and opened the box again and found a cloth cover inside.
It was wrapped so tightly that He Shu was a little curious about what kind of good stuff it was.
Pour the contents out of the cloth cover and you'll find a device that's slightly larger and thicker than a cell phone.
There is a display screen and many small buttons underneath. It looks like both a mobile phone and a computer.
"Aunt, what is this?"
"This is called a handheld computer. Your grandmother said it's perfect for college students like you. It has a lot of functions."
