The widow came out of the operating room.

The doctor shook his head, there was no recovery.

Cancer cells have spread and there is no cure.

This is the destined ending.

In the afternoon, the widow woke up. She patrolled the surroundings the first thing. She might not have seen Ah Qiang, and she was a bit emotional.

But I always hated that I had a crazy son, and felt ashamed. I never said anything about looking for my son.

The human mind is a complex contradiction.

While disgusting, but also reluctant.

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

She has only one dead end.

Tang Yaoyao knew her fate a long time ago, she would not survive today.

However, the only thing Tang Yaoyao feels is not worth it, she has a neurotic son, and the son is full of his mother.

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

At the juncture of her life, there was only this fool with all her heart.

After a while, A Qiang hurried in again from outside, holding a plastic box with bean curd inside.

It should be steamy when it came out. A Qiang’s hands were hot and red. He still couldn’t control how painful his hands were. He was running with tears and his nose. He said honestly, "Mom, here comes Dou Hua, your favorite Dou Hua. Here, you will get better if you eat Douhua!"

The doctors and nurses present did not speak, but their eyes showed no more sadness and pity.

The widow looked at A Qiang, her lips pressed lightly, but she refused to say a word.

A Qiang put the plastic box on the table, took out the spoon and rubbed it on her body. Seeing that the widow woke up, she smiled comfortedly: "Mom, open your mouth, A Qiang feeds you."

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

A Qiang is satisfied: "Is it delicious, mom?"

The corner of the widow's mouth trembled slightly, her eyes were blurred, and she nodded.

Perhaps at this moment, she felt a little guilty for this stupid son.

She did too many mistakes in her life to take the retribution on her child.

"That's good, that's good!" A Qiang wiped the widow's mouth.

Everyone in the ward retired, 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 indifferent, and he finally calms down for a while, which is an encouragement to him.

He felt that this was a reward from his mother, a reward for his care.

Therefore, Aqiang is very happy, so happy to fly.

He also made faces and made the widow smile, like a ten-year-old kid.

Innocent and full of childishness.

And Aqiang's childhood is darker than darkness, which may be a past he doesn't want to recall.

A fool, who is accompanied by a madness of sheep, will have prejudice regardless of his family or the villagers.

Look down on him.

When he was young, he had no normal childhood, no friends, and was even made fun of as a fool.

In the village gossiping, I just pointed and pointed when I saw him. No one talked to him, and regarded him as an alien.

His father felt that he was ashamed, and felt that his existence had humiliated their family.

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

Staying in a dark house all day, can't go anywhere.

I spent my childhood in a small space like this.

Finally, when he grew up, his father contracted a cough in his lungs, unable to work, and his burden was getting heavier. The family regarded him as a nemesis and felt that his presence would make their family unlucky.

Life is more demanding, no matter how much he wants to be cared for, getting the love of his parents will not help.

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