Ding Wenxue ... Cancer ... Who connected these two sentences? He is so happy and free and easy. So arbitrary, so ambitious, so unwilling to be mediocre. Go to work and do business. This kind of life style has never occurred to me, and other students have never seen it before. When people commented on his exuberant energy and unique business mind, they never thought that he would leave so early, so suddenly and so strangely.
Everyone knows that he is still doing business after work, but no one expected that he would get sick, die and leave us.
I know that in this small place, Ding has been constantly changing business in the past two years, from electrical maintenance to opening a restaurant, and then to the distribution and maintenance of electric vehicles. This has constantly changed his mode of operation, perhaps because of poor market prospects, perhaps poor management, perhaps credibility and quality, and so on. In a word, his business is tepid, but he is also moving towards his expected goal step by step.
I know he has an unhappy family and a dumb daughter. According to him, it was caused by his wife's poor sleeping position during pregnancy. This has also become a pain that he will never forget. After his daughter was abnormal, he had another child. It is a boy. I met him in a restaurant a few years ago. He is a very clever and polite boy. Ding said that his son studied very well, but in the end he failed in the college entrance examination, which made him extremely disappointed. In desperation, he had to let his son go to a higher vocational school at his own expense. This may be one of the reasons why he is engaged in business.
Knowing that Wen Xue was ill, or broadcasting the news of donating money to the employees of the maintenance branch from the company news, my heart was caught at once and I felt something was wrong. The next day, I found the maintenance department and wanted to know if the patient who carried out this news was my classmate and my fellow villager Ding.
When I learned that it was him, my heart was full of thoughts and I couldn't calm down for a long time. I was thinking, how did this happen? How could it be him? His daughter made him lose for a long time and made him sad for a long time. Fortunately, a good job, constantly improving business, and a sensible and clever son gradually calmed down the loss in my heart. Unexpectedly, the most tragic ending of life came to him again.
It was the last moment of my life when I saw him. When I walked into the ward, it was surprisingly quiet. He is lying, and his wife is sitting next to him. Look, I'm coming. Get out of the way and stand on the stool. Let me sit down. I sat down and held some weak hands. You need to know how many times these flexible hands have touched the equipment of the unit, how many electrical appliances have been repaired and how many electric cars have been repaired. Now they are so small, so dry and cold. It is his once small face that is narrowed with these hands.
Illness made him unacceptable to me. Bloody face, sunken eye sockets, dull eyes, and taking off the nearsighted glasses that accompanied him dozens of times made my heart more painful and made me tremble. My right hand holding his hand trembled involuntarily. He looked at me, didn't recognize me and shook his head, but he didn't seem to know me. I introduced him. He seemed to remember, and then squeezed out an imperceptible smile, so reluctant, and then his eyes were filled with a little crystal tears.
He wanted to say something, but he didn't say it. I looked uncomfortable and didn't put it down. In an instant, my eyes were moist. I turned around as soon as possible for fear that he would see me. So he walked out of the ward, followed by his wife.
His wife said that the disease was detected during the physical examination last year. He didn't tell me what was wrong with his health, nor did he tell me about the physical examination. Because I went to work and the shop was busy, I didn't care too much. When he learned that his bladder was abnormal and needed further diagnosis, he realized that his condition was serious, so he gave up his job and business and sought medical advice everywhere. The result is still the same. Bladder cancer must be transferred to hospital for treatment. Not long after being transferred to the provincial hospital, the cancer cells continued to spread, and the medical conditions in the provincial hospital were not up to standard. There are very few patients in this field. Suggest going to Beijing for treatment. In Beijing, the bladder is removed and then removed. You should try again as long as you can save your life. So I opened an electric car shop, spent all my savings at home and had a cystectomy for him, thinking that if I removed the bladder, I could stop the spread of cancer cells and my condition would get better. However, the disease was still out of control and the money was spent. The hospital urged to pay important expenses and had to turn to the company for support, but a drop in the bucket of support money could not solve the problem at all. The hospital suggested going home for conservative treatment. We know that the money has been spent and the illness has not eased. The hospital refused to sign the statement that Beijing could not be cured. Were you sentenced to death soon after you got back? I have no choice but to pull it back. ...
One day in mid-September, Ding, who had only one breath left because of illness, left, which was difficult, painful and even more worrying.
After attending the funeral, I came back from the cemetery, and my heart was in a mess. It took a few days to gradually calm down. So, a person sitting at his desk, thinking about the twenty years from school to working with him, wants to pour out his feelings slowly, but he is depressed and heavy, like a stone. I can't write a word.
Being with him from school to work is not that kind of deep friendship. Of course, I can't say that I am cold, but that he is ruthless. As mountain people, we are deep, introverted and inarticulate. Because of our different religious beliefs, this has added some obstacles between us. Nevertheless, we still meet and talk about work, family, hobbies and future plans.
In fact, when Ding joined the work, he was also a young man with lofty ideals and ambitions. He always listened to people who knew him about how hard he worked, and hired a teacher to help him with his culture class to prepare for further study. Later, I was told that I had not been admitted for two consecutive years and dropped out of school. Later, I heard from my classmates that he was learning to write a book, and I also heard that he signed up for a correspondence school in literature. As for whether he graduated, I didn't ask in detail, and no one mentioned it again. I also thought privately that I finally have a good friend who likes to climb the grid after work, and I have a good talk about literary writing. Later, I lost my voice, which disappointed me for a long time.
I think Ding finally gave up his ideal to go into business, probably after he got married and had an unhealthy child.
I don't think there is a parent in this world who doesn't love their children, and there is no parent who gives up treatment when their children are sick, unless the children have nothing to do with themselves. At this point, Ding once mentioned to me that he has been rushing about for his daughter's illness, just like getting sick at last and seeking medical treatment everywhere. He never gave up, even if it was the last glimmer of hope, but fate did not care for this seven-foot man.
I thought about seeing him for the first time in Guyuan, shaking hands with everyone on the bus to school, introducing myself, thinking about the only classmate with a suit and tie and gentle eyes, thinking about spending a semester with my deskmate, helping each other and trusting each other, but at this moment, my mind came back.
Out of the school gate, I did have a deal with Ding. And it was the only time, dating back to when he opened the electric maintenance department.
There was no picture on my TV at that time. I want to ask someone to help me. Out of the community, I accidentally met him riding a motorcycle and carrying a canvas bag. I haven't seen each other for a long time, so I can't help but say a few commonplaces and ask about his recent situation.
I asked him, "Old classmate, where are you going with your bag?"
He said, "Fix the refrigerator for others!" "
I asked him in surprise, "Can you repair electrical appliances?"
He smiled and asked, "Don't you believe it?"
I said, "I don't believe it, I didn't expect it!" " "
He said, "If your home appliance breaks down that day, I'll fix it for you free."
I said, "Really?"
He said, "Why lie to you? Besides, lie to others. Can't lie to classmates, haha! "
I said, "It's just that my TV has no picture. I just want someone to see it. I didn't expect to meet you here. Just take a look at it for me. " Said he would bring him into my house.
I took a cigarette for him when I entered the door, and randomly prepared a cup to pour water for him. When I was pouring water into the cup, I thought that he was a Muslim and very delicate, so I took another disposable paper cup and plugged it into the power supply of the water dispenser. Don't let him drink until the water boils. I talked to him about his recent situation, his work and his business.
While speaking, I plugged in the TV, turned on the TV, and selected a channel with the remote control to show him. He looked at it, then at me, and smiled and said to me, "Maybe the picture tube is broken."
I asked, "How much does it cost to change a picture tube?"
While smoking, he said, "This old TV is out of date and is not worth repairing. Why don't you buy a new one? If you want to repair it, for the sake of old classmates, only the material fee is charged, and the repair fee is free! " .
I also smiled and told him that in this case, I won't fix it. In a few days, I will buy a new one. He didn't say anything, just chatted for a while, drank some water and got up to leave. When he was about to go out, he turned to me and said, if the appliance breaks down in the future, I said, definitely, definitely. Then I rode away.
"In fact, it's not that the picture tube is broken, but that a capacitive element is burnt out." I bought a new TV and gave my old TV to my father-in-law, who asked an acquaintance to repair it. I asked my father-in-law if TV can't produce images, and his father-in-law gave me the answer.
In fact, I didn't want to repair it at first, nor did I have doubts about his maintenance technology, but I paid attention to some unknown hidden rules in the electrical maintenance industry. In addition, some people who repair electrical appliances now have the bad habit of replacing other parts when repairing electrical appliances. I also heard that Ding Xiu Electric charges a lot, which is far from the peers and has few repeat customers. This is also the reason why the electrical repair shop can't go on. No matter what others said, I didn't ask him to fix anything. As for those rumors about him, I don't want to say anything more.
Two years ago, he called me and asked for a mask for labor protection, which is better than a mask in dust and smoke prevention. He said that he had changed his post and now he is doing mechanical maintenance. There is a lot of smoke in the factory, so he asked for the respirator of our joint venture company. It was soon ready for him. He had been waiting for him to get it, but he never came to get it. He may have got it. I'm no longer needed. I haven't asked him again, and I haven't seen him. The respirator for him has been kept in my coal shed, and I don't think he needs it anymore.
We haven't contacted each other since that meeting. As classmates and fellow villagers, communication is necessary, and of course friendship is also necessary. However, due to the reasons of livelihood, although we are very tired living in this familiar space, we are neglected to drink with each other's roommates, and there are few chats like being caring and attentive, which makes our classmates see each other in a hurry before they die seriously. As classmates, such a meeting is nothing. You know, the moment he shook hands with me, he was so nostalgic for the world and envied us for a good life.
I know that death, like life, is a process that everyone must go through. However, for a middle-aged man who is in the golden stage of his life, is it too cruel and heartless for God to leave in a way that is almost regrettable and nostalgic? Especially for a person who has never given up his goal and has always been full of confidence in life, I don't know what words to use to interpret this unpredictable life misfortune.
His departure reminds me of the shortness of life and the topic of cherishing life. Also let me realize the fragility of life, let me deeply feel how happy I am to be alive. At least I am grateful for everything that society has given me. Although there are many setbacks, I still feel very satisfied, because I am still alive and well, because I still have a chance to realize my unfinished dream.
Friend, wouldn't you say so?
I want to give this document to my classmates and fellow villagers in heaven.