Chapter 1123

The widow came out of the operating room.

The doctor shook his head, and there was no turning back.

The cancer spread and there was no medicine.

It's doomed.

In the afternoon, the widow woke up. The first thing she did was to look around. Maybe she didn't see ah Qiang. She was a little excited.

But I always dislike having a psycho son. I feel ashamed and never say a word about looking for my son.

Human heart is a complex contradiction.

On the one hand, I dislike it, on the other hand, I don't want to.

In the end, the widow seemed to accept her fate and lay in her hospital bed waiting to die.

She had to die.

Tang Yaoyao had known her fate, she could not survive today.

However, the only thing that makes Tang Yaoyao feel unworthy is that she has a neurotic son who is his mother.

I don't know if it's the widow's life or her fortune.

At the juncture of her life, this fool was the only one who was wholehearted.

After a while, a Qiang came in from the outside in a hurry, holding a plastic box with bean flowers in it.

It should be steaming. A Qiang's hands are red. He still can't control how painful his hands are. He is crying and sniveling. He reads: "Mom, Douhua is coming. Your favorite Douhua is coming. You will get better after eating Douhua!"

The doctors and nurses on the scene did not speak, but their eyes could not be more sad and compassionate.

The widow looked at ah Qiang, lips light pursed, but always refused to say a word.

A Qiang put the plastic box on the table, took out a spoon and wiped it on her body. Seeing the widow wake up, she showed a happy smile: "Mom, open your mouth, a Qiang feeds you."

The widow was staring at him all the time, but she didn't scold him any more. Instead, she opened her mouth and swallowed the bean curd he handed over.

A Qiang contented: "delicious, mom?"

The widow's mouth trembled, her eyes blurred and she nodded.

Maybe at this moment, she has a little bit of guilt for this silly son.

She has done too many wrong things in her life to repay her children.

"That's good, that's good!" Ah Qiang cleans the widow's mouth.

Everyone in the ward stepped back, leaving only their mother and son.

A Qiang feeds the whole bowl of bean curd. For so many years, the way he gets along with the widow is too cold. It's hard for him to calm down for a while, which is a kind of encouragement to him.

He felt it was a reward for his mother, for his love.

So, ah Qiang is very happy, happy to fly up.

He made a grimace to make the widow laugh, like a ten-year-old.

Naive, full of childlike fun.

And a Qiang's childhood, nothing is more dark, it may be he does not want to recall the past.

A fool, accompanied by insane neuropathy, regardless of family, or village people, will have prejudice.

Look down on him.

As a child, he didn't have a normal childhood, had no friends, and was even made fun of as a fool.

Village gossip, see him on the point, no one to talk to him, he is regarded as a strange.

His father felt that he was a disgrace to his family.

His mother couldn't care that she had a fool and was very indifferent to him, so he was locked up.

Stay in the dark house all day and can't go anywhere.

So I lived my childhood in a small space.

When he grew up, his father was suffering from cough. He was unable to work, and the burden became heavier and heavier. The family regarded him as a nemesis, and felt that his appearance brought bad luck to their family.

Life is more harsh, no matter how much he wants to get love, get the love of his parents, it doesn't help.

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