Mr. Alzheimer's

Chapter 41 Worship

"Cat?"

"Pei Yang—"

He came back to his senses suddenly, and looked at Fu Shuzhuo who was frowning: "Well—what's the matter?"

"...It's okay, are you uncomfortable?"

Pei Yang shook his head hesitantly, his body was not uncomfortable, but he felt an unknown palpitation spreading in his heart.

He touched his heart, then looked at Granny Cheng: "How long has she been like this?"

Cheng Shi smiled bitterly: "In less than a year, the doctor said that the disease is developing rapidly."

Pei Yang tightened his hands: "Then... can't it be cured?"

"A serious terminal illness, apart from dying slowly, is very tormenting." Cheng Shi glanced at his mother, "To be honest, it's only been a year, and I feel like I'm going to have a nervous breakdown."

Fu Shu rubbed his fingertips: "Be patient."

Cheng Shi shook his head: "It's not something that can be solved with patience. Not only do we have to take care of her food and drink, but also watch over her all the time to prevent her from running away from home suddenly."

"Sometimes I have to repeat a sentence several times, and suddenly lose my temper while talking, throw things angrily, and always treat you as someone else..." Cheng Shi smiled shyly, "It's becoming less and less like herself. .”

Pei Yang said, "Is there no way at all?"

Cheng Shi: "I can only take medicine to delay the progression of the disease, and I'm resigned to fate."

……

When she was about to leave, Granny Cheng was still yelling at the top of her voice, and she didn't know who she was scolding.

Pei Yang could hardly see the shadow of the soft-hearted grandma that Fu Shuzhuo said in her body... As Cheng Shi said, after she got sick, she became less and less like her former self.

Fu Shuzhuo: "Take you to eat a very delicious beef."

"Okay—" Pei Yang was quiet for a while, "What if we also get sick in the future?"

He didn't even realize that when he spoke, he naturally substituted the fact that he and Fu Shuzhuo were husband and wife.

Fu Shuzhuo was a little lost in thought: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm in the world... let it be."

Pei Yang also thought so before.

But if it is someone he loves who is sick, it seems that it is really impossible to maintain a peaceful mind.

Fu Shuzhuo: "Do you still want to eat beef?"

Pei Yang replied in seconds: "Eat."

Fu Shuzhuo: "..."

Pei Yang: "Is it spicy?"

Fu Shuzhuo: "Cross-legged beef, not spicy, very light."

Pei Yang muttered: "Are you sure I like to eat?"

Fu Shuzhuo was helpless: "I think it's delicious, can you eat with me once?"

Pei Yang: "Reluctantly."

The stilted beef shop is not big, square and square, with eight or nine dining tables.The dining tables are all dark brown solid wood, and the chairs are all dark benches, which have an old-fashioned flavor.

After reading the menu, I found out that the signature dish of this restaurant is stilted beef, and other dishes are quite spicy.

Pei Yang rubbed his legs and began to order: "A large portion of beef, one each of Brain Tofu, Beef Cake, and Bo Bo Chicken."

The waiter paused, and he looked up: "There are only two, right?"

"Correct."

The waiter tactfully said: "Our portion is not small, are you sure you can finish it?"

"..." Pei Yang didn't know if he could eat it all, but he wanted to eat it all.

Fu Shuzhuo sighed helplessly: "It's okay, you place an order, I will eat if he can't finish it."

Waiter: "Okay."

Their home delivery is pretty fast.After waiting for about ten minutes, the dishes were ready. Fu Shuzhuo brought Pei Yang a bowl of stilted beef. The fresh and tender beef was paired with the boiled cabbage, which was delicious and rich.

"Try it."

Pei Yang's taste is quite strong, but he has to admit that it is really delicious: "The beef is so tender."

Fu Shuzhuo held his chin: "This store has been open for many years. I used to pass by here after school, and it made people unable to walk."

Pei Yang was stunned, and slowed down to pick up vegetables. The aunt's family would definitely not bring Fu Shuzhuo to eat.

Fu Shuzhuo: "Do you still remember the scrap collector I told you about?"

Pei Yang nodded, he was also the uncle who sat at the desk for Fu Shuzhuo.

Fu Shuzhuo's eyes were gentle: "Probably because he realized that he was going to die, one day he suddenly pulled me to pick up waste together."

"He sold all the cardboard boxes we picked up that day and the roomful of cardboard boxes we had hoarded before. I remember it was dozens of catties. He said he had hoarded it for two months and sold it for 50 yuan."

After getting the money, the uncle brought him over for a meal of stilted beef, and said, "You have to get out of here."

The old man had never read any books and had no children all his life. He just felt that Fu Shuzhuo should not be delayed by such a relative. The child's grades are so good. If he doesn't continue to study, his whole life will be ruined.

It is so hard to collect waste products, and it is also despised.

He said to Fu Shuzhuo: "I have an iron box, which is hidden in the second brick under the bed, and there is some money in it."

"Tuition is required to go to high school. If your aunt doesn't read for you, you can use it. Don't tell them, go away."

"If you have money to study, you also take it, save it, and use it in college later."

"If you leave, never come back. They want to drag you down and make you useless for the rest of your life."

Not long after, the uncle passed away and died of a sudden illness.He has no relatives. If Fu Shuzhuo hadn't seen him for two days and knocked on the door, his body would not be discovered until it stinks.

He has lived in this area all his life, but no one knows his name, and everyone calls him "the waste collector".

He was always wandering around the streets and alleys on a dilapidated tricycle, and everyone who stocked up on cardboard bottles at home would shout when they saw him: "Hey! Waste collectors, how much do you pay for a catty?"

After his death, no one took care of his funeral affairs. It happened that the cremation had just started at that time, so the uncle's body was directly taken to cremation.

It was difficult for the uncle to have a place to live. It was Fu Shuzhuo who found out the iron box under his bed to save money and bought a home for his ashes.

The cemetery is too expensive, and the hundreds of dollars saved in the iron box are not enough.

……

Pei Yang was a little sad: "What about now, does he still live there?"

A grid on the burial wall may not be as wide as an adult's waist, but it has to bear the full weight of a person after death.

The surrounding area is very crowded, and they are all 'neighborhood neighbors'. Although they cannot withstand the wind and rain, they are always ignored by the garbage man who has no relatives and no reason.

"The first pot of money we earned after graduation was to move his tomb. You know that." Fu Shuzhuo smiled, "I asked someone to help. At that time, you wanted to come here, but I didn't let you."

The old man told him not to come back when he left, and Fu Shuzhuo really didn't come back once in 20 years.

He has always been ruthless in doing things, never indecisive, and discards what should be discarded.It wasn't until I met Pei Yang that I realized what it meant to be unable to break, to be reluctant.

Pei Yang pursed his lips and asked, "Then when we come back this time, do you want to see him?"

Fu Shuzhuo knew that he would say this: "Of course, I want to bring you to meet him, as well as parents."

Pei Yang was nervous for no reason, throughout the day and even when he slept at night, he was very tense.

When he woke up the next day, he still clearly remembered that he had a dream in which he saw Granny Cheng, smashing things at their house and losing her temper - he wanted to get closer, but when the picture changed, the woman in the wheelchair The face became himself.

He couldn't control his physiology, and Lazar had to be waited on.

It should be Mr. who took care of him, his face was foggy, but it would turn into Fu Shuzhuo's face from time to time.

He would treat Fu Shuzhuo as someone else and beat and scold him for no reason.

At first, Fu Shuzhuo was still sad, but gradually he couldn't stand him anymore, and later, there was another person in the house.

This person will kiss me and me with Fu Shuzhuo, say the love words they once said, and do what they once did.

The other party smiled at him arrogantly - he looked exactly like Shang Zhuo.

Pei Yang woke up with fright, and almost vomited.

He stared blankly at Fu Shuzhuo, who was still awake, for a full 10 minutes.

As soon as Fu Shuzhuo opened his eyes, he saw his resentful gaze: "Morning—what's wrong?"

Pei Yang: "Why do you have such a bad eye for people?"

"?" Fu Shuzhuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "No, who do I fancy?"

Pei Yang: "Shang Zhuo."

Fu Shuzhuo hasn't reacted yet: "Didn't you recruit Shang Zhuo?"

Pei Yang wrinkled his nose: "I dreamed that you cheated on him, and in front of me—"

He stopped talking, just talking made him want to vomit.

"It's a dream, and dreams are reversed." Fu Shuzhuo took him into his arms and rubbed him while he was still dazed just after waking up, "That kind of thing will never happen, and there will never be someone other than you." The second person."

Pei Yang barely managed to coax him: "It's a dog to lie to people."

The two of them were going to pay homage to Fu Shuzhuo's parents and Uncle Waste today. Pei Yang changed several sets of clothes but felt that they were not dignified enough.

Fu Shuzhuo leaned aside with a funny face: "They like whatever you wear."

Pei Yang: "Be polite."

After careful selection, he wore a set of dark casual clothes. He really didn't bring any black clothes, only Fu Shuzhuo brought a black shirt.

But it is too indecent to worship Fu Shuzhuo's parents and wear the clothes of a son.

The three cemeteries are not in the same place. Fu Shuzhuo's parents were buried in the ground. At that time, the thinking of the older generation was still buried in the ground.

They went to their parents first and bought a bouquet of flowers and incense.

Although it was only two bulging soil bags and a tombstone, Pei Yang was still too nervous to speak, so he called his parents cautiously.

Fu Shuzhuo watched quietly: "I actually don't have much impression of them, they all left too early."

Pei Yang: "It's because..."

Fu Shuzhuo: "Because of the car accident, I saw it from a distance. It was bloody. The driver who caused the accident paid a lot of money. For the compensation, my aunt and the others took the initiative to take the trouble of dealing with the funeral."

The more he got to know, the more Pei Yang hated that family, and his heart was terribly bored.

Fu Shuzhuo squatted down and wiped the dust off the tombstone. He finally took a deep look at the black and white photos of his parents: "I took the house back, and I showed you the people I cared about—leave."

He has never been superstitious, but at this moment he sincerely hopes that the spirit of his parents in heaven can help him protect Pei Yang once.

May he live a long life, be safe and happy.

They went to the cemetery again, and Fu Shuzhuo bought a bottle of wine. The waste man usually has no hobbies, so he likes to have a drink at the door of the hut every evening.

I don't know when I will come back next time, but Fu Shuzhuo paid a 20-year management fee in advance.

If Pei Yang recovered from his illness, he would come back early to fulfill his wish.

When we left, it was just after noon, the sun was shining brightly, Pei Yang was hot and stuffy, and his mind was in a mess.

For a while, I thought of Fu Shuzhuo's deceased parents, and for a while, I thought of the absurd dream last night, and the completely demented Granny Cheng I met yesterday.

Pei Yang was so blocked in his heart that he suddenly blurted out: "If I get sick in the future, let's get a divorce."

He spoke very seriously, Fu Shuzhuo stopped and did not answer directly: "Then what if I am the one who is sick?"

Pei Yang was taken aback.

Fu Shuzhuo always seemed to be calm and unhurried, Pei Yang couldn't imagine how embarrassing he was when he was sick.

Just thinking about it makes me feel suffocated.

"Look at me, Pei Yang." Fu Shuzhuo looked at him, "If I get sick, will you divorce me?"

Pei Yang felt absurd, how could it be possible.But after realizing what Fu Shuzhuo meant, he couldn't say a word.

Fu Shuzhuo: "If you think so, then I agree with what you said, divorce when you are sick."

"If you don't think so, why should I abandon you after you get sick?" Fu Shuzhuo pinched his brows, "Pei Yang, can you..."

Fu Shuzhuo originally wanted to say don't be so selfish - but then he thought about it, didn't Pei Yang think about his feelings too much, and wanted to divorce because he was afraid that he would be in trouble.

So when the words came to my lips, they became: "Can you respect my choice?"

Pei Yang twitched the corner of his mouth: "That's different..."

"Where is it different?" Fu Shuzhuo used such a heavy tone for the first time, like an ancient and solemn oath, "You see, my parents are both dead, and I have no relatives—"

"If you are going to leave, how do you want me to live?" After saying the last word, his voice was so soft that it seemed to be floating in the air.