books44 Chapter 319 Good
Chapter 319 Good
"Auntie, would you like something to eat? Brother Wanli and the others will be back soon." Gao Haoran, watching from the side, also felt distressed.
"Master Gao, thank you for coming at this time. I hope you will take good care of my Tingnan in the future!" Qian Shuzhen nodded to Gao Haoran, relieved.
She then said to Yi Dani, "Dani, go and cook me some lean meat porridge. Your porridge smells especially good, and I want to eat some." Qian Shuzhen had come to terms with it; everyone has to go eventually, and she didn't want her children to be too sad.
"Okay, Mom, I'll go right away!" Yi Dani immediately agreed. If her mother wanted to eat, then everything would be fine. She walked briskly towards the kitchen.
"Yali..." Qian Shuzhen smiled and said nothing more. She had wanted to tell Yali to study hard and be a good daughter to her mother when she became successful, but then she thought that Yali had always done just that, so there was no need to say anything more.
A filial child respects and loves his parents from a young age, just like their eldest son, Wanli. No matter how hard or tiring life is, how bad his temper is, or how much resentment he harbors towards his parents, even when he's drunk, he always listens to his mother, always puts her first, and never lets her be sad or upset.
Master Gao said they would be back soon. Qian Shuzhen closed her eyes and waited, hoping to see them one last time before she passed away. Having her son and grandson to see her off would be a peaceful end for her.
The police car arrived quickly. Yi Dani had just fed Qian Shuzhen two spoonfuls of porridge. Song Wanli, Song Wanxing, and Song Mingli got out of the car and ran towards Qian Shuzhen's room.
Song Wanxing was the fastest runner this time. Song Wanli didn't compete with him. Mingli held his hand, and it didn't matter if he fell a little behind. Perhaps his younger brother and mother had more to say to each other.
"Mother, Mother, I was wrong, I was wrong, please hit me! Please don't leave me!" Song Wanxing knelt in front of the bed, grabbing Qian Shuzhen's hand and slapping it against his face. Yi Dani glared at him angrily, "Mother, drink your porridge, ignore her!"
Qian Shuzhen pushed the spoon away. The lean meat porridge smelled really good, but she couldn't drink any more. She just didn't want Da Ni's efforts to be in vain.
Yali pulled Yi Dani away. She understood what her grandmother meant; her grandmother could no longer eat.
"Mother!" Song Wanxing looked at his mother's face, which was dark and covered with age spots. Her hands were withered and dry. She had been sick for so long and was now thin and frail. What had he done? He slapped himself hard across the face.
On the way, Director Zhang told them that Qian Shuzhen was so angry that she had suffered a heart attack and her condition was very bad. This was to take them back to see Qian Shuzhen one last time.
Qian Shuzhen looked at Song Wanxing without saying a word.
"Mother, Mother, please answer me, please don't ignore me! I was wrong, I know I was wrong!" Song Wanxing cried bitterly. Only now did he realize that his mother was old and was about to leave them.
Song Wanli walked to the bedside. Qian Shuzhen looked over. She was very weak, but the smile on her face was still warm, and very calm and kind.
Song Wanli said softly, "Mother! I'm back!"
"Good! It's good that you're back!" Qian Shuzhen looked past him toward the door.
“Mother, we’re not in a hurry. Mingxiang and Mingli are already on their way. Director Mu is driving, and they’ll be back soon.” Song Wanli knew what his mother was looking forward to, but unfortunately Song Xiuying and Tingnan wouldn’t be able to come back tonight. He hoped his mother could hold on a little longer.
Qian Shuzhen looked away and glanced at the Song brothers. Song Wanli thought his mother would tell him to take good care of his younger brother, but she said nothing.
She looked at everyone in the room with a gentle smile on her lips.
Qian Shuzhen's life was ordinary and simple. She had no earth-shattering deeds or moving speeches; she simply lived her ordinary yet extraordinary life quietly. She had no illustrious reputation or spectacular achievements; she simply tried her best to be a good wife and mother, and as an early widow, she worked hard to raise her children.
Despite her bound feet, she was more open-minded and optimistic than most elderly people, and she was able to accept new things more quickly. Being her children or grandchildren was a privilege, because she respected each child's ideas and offered her full support, both in thought and action.
"Grandma! Grandma!"
"mother!"
Song Mingxiang and Song Mingli have returned, and Zhao Xiaojuan has also returned. Hearing the calls, Qian Shuzhen's eyes lit up.
"Hey! Xiaojuan, you're all back, that's great!" As Zhao Xiaojuan approached, she only said one sentence: "I'm fine!"
The doctor that Mu Xudong brought came forward, examined the patient, shook his head, and left; he was powerless to help.
Everyone understood, and they all stayed inside to keep him company.