“At which intersection?” Wu Chun asked urgently.
“Just the one you turn to here, the closest intersection to us.”
As soon as the other person finished speaking, Wu Chun quickly took off, running at an unusually fast pace. At first, someone kept up with him, but gradually, he was left alone.
The sounds of the discussion gradually faded behind him, but Wu Chun could still hear many details.
For example, the old man today was wearing a slightly worn dark blue short-sleeved shirt, a slightly worn cap, and was holding a shovel.
Wu Chun had an unsettling feeling as he tried his best to remember his grandfather’s clothes this morning.
Grandfather was wearing a dark brown short-sleeved shirt.
That shouldn’t be the case, Wu Chun comforted himself.
Grandfather should still think that he’s in Shili Mountain now.
Grandpa probably still doesn’t know that the project Wu Chun once told him about has started today.
Wu Chun ran all the way to the place the person mentioned. Indeed, there was a pile of bricks, and the person tirelessly moving them was probably the skilled driver, as Wu Chun had already noticed the half-dried bloodstains on his forehead.
Wu Chun rushed over, rolled up his sleeves, and immediately started moving the bricks.
As soon as the driver noticed someone approaching, he apologized, “I’ve never been on such a difficult road before. The sides of this road are uneven, and there’s a big pit on one side. I didn’t handle it well and the vehicle overturned. I never expected to see an old man sitting on the side of the road.
Wu Chun remained silent, but his hands moved faster.
Faster, even faster.
Wu Chun desperately wanted to know who this old man was. At this moment, his emotions were like a ship drifting aimlessly on the sea with no direction, causing a feeling of panic.
The people behind him were gradually running over him. Theoretically, a truck couldn’t carry that many bricks, but for some reason, the pile of bricks in front of them seemed like a mountain that couldn’t be moved no matter how hard they tried.
After everyone had been moving for a while, they finally saw a dark blue silhouette among the bricks.
“Here!”
Someone shouted, and everyone pushed in that direction.
As the bricks were gradually moved, Wu Chun’s hands trembled even more, to the point where he could barely hold onto the bricks, and sweat continued to pour out.
Time passed slowly, and when the bricks that were pressing on the old man’s face were removed, that blood-covered, yet incredibly familiar face appeared in front of Wu Chun. At that moment, Wu Chun leaned back.
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Fortunately, the people behind him quickly caught him.
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Wu Chun’s voice was hoarse as he struggled to utter a reasonably complete sentence.
Someone in the crowd shouted, “Already called, let’s get the old man out first.
But another person remarked, “The road here is so difficult, with that pile of bricks right on his head. Even if the ambulance comes from the county, will it be in time?”
The road here is so difficult…
Suddenly, Wu Chun went crazy, frantically clearing away all the bricks around his grandfather.
Wu Chun’s tears fell on his grandfather’s face, mixing with the bloodstains.
“Grandpa, hold on, I’ll take you to the hospital,” Wu Chun said with a shaking voice.
The road here is difficult, and the city hospital is not enough.
Going to the county is a very long journey.
But he has to save him!
“Grandpa, you have to hold on.”
As Wu Chun spoke, his sobbing, which was soft at first, gradually escalated to a loud cry.
It was then that Wu Chun realized that when you see a loved one in trouble, crying is a delayed reaction. At that moment, a person seems to be frozen, completely losing the ability to think, like a stiff puppet without any perception of the world.
“Let’s do this. I’ll bring the tractor over. Waiting for an ambulance here is unreliable. Let’s go to both sides.”
Wu Chun couldn’t tell who said this, but he looked gratefully at the source of the voice, tears already blurring his vision.
The sound of the tractor became louder and louder.
Together, they carefully lifted Wu Chun’s grandfather onto the tractor.
Wu Chun sat next to his grandfather, and when the tractor started moving, the ride was quite bumpy, so Wu Chun had to carefully support his grandfather.
As the vehicle moved, Wu Chun kept praying, “Grandpa, hold on for a bit, please hold on for a bit.
The person lying in the cart seemed to have heard Wu Chun’s words, because Wu Chun felt the hand he was holding tightly, stained with fresh blood, respond with a weak grip.
Even though the strength was not very strong.
“Grandpa, can you hear me?” Wu Chun shouted excitedly.
The driver also called out, “Grandpa, hold on, we’re almost there.
But the trip was too long.
By the time the ambulance finally arrived and met them on the way, Wu Chun’s grandfather had already lost all signs of life.
Wu Chun knelt down in front of the doctors.
He couldn’t believe it!
His grandfather had held his hand the whole way.
How could there be no signs of life?
No matter how Wu Chun pleaded, the doctors shook their heads and said, “Condolences.”
Condolences…
All of them remained silent, their eyes seeming to convey the same word to Wu Chun: “Condolences.”
The departure of life was indeed so sudden and unexpected.
Wu Chun even felt like he was in a nightmare.
Nothing had happened yet; he would wake up and see his grandfather in the backyard feeding the chickens.
Suddenly, Wu Chun slaped himself.
It wasn’t very painful, but he could still feel a slight soreness.
There was no pain in dreams, so this wasn’t a dream.
Grandfather was like this, unguarded, and lost his life due to an accident.
Wu Chun didn’t know how he managed to survive that day.
Throughout the day, Wu Chun did not respond to anyone who spoke to him. The village chief stayed by his side for a long time, offering comfort, but his mind seemed incapable of receiving such messages.
In Wu Chun’s mind, scenes of moments spent with his grandfather flashed by.
Wu Chun had told his grandfather that he wanted to build a big house to live with him for life. He also mentioned that he would build a straight road leading to his grandfather’s front door, and build a small shed with a small table so that his grandfather could sit there and enjoy tea even in the summer.
Wu Chun also said that when they had time, he would take his grandfather over the hill to explore the larger world outside.
At that time, when his grandfather heard Wu Chun’s words, his face was full of smiles, and he said happily, fanning himself with a bamboo fan, “Great, great! My dear Chun Chun is successful, and I get to enjoy the benefits.”
But everything Wu Chun had talked about eventually vanished in the wind, leaving him no time to fulfill those promises.
He felt like someone who only knew how to talk; at the moment of his grandfather’s departure, all he was left with was the present decay.
Wu Chun started to blame himself.
Why didn’t he inform himself? Why didn’t he bring his grandfather with him?
How could he keep it a secret from his grandfather?
And how could his grandfather not inquire beforehand?
Wu Chun even started to blame the place, wondering why there wasn’t a proper road, why the distance to the county hospital was so far.
But all these complaints seemed to be useless now.
Grandfather had left, taking everyone by surprise in the midst of Wu Chun’s unfinished regrets.
At that moment, Grandfather lay silently in the coffin. The sky had darkened, and Wu Chun propped himself up to see the last person off. He knelt on the coffin, burst into tears, and said repeatedly, “I’m sorry.”
Sorry for his arrogance.
Sorry for his unjustified confidence.
After a while, Wu Chun heard an urgent voice.
“Wu Chun.”
Wu Chun lifted his head and followed the sound. In the darkness, he saw Xu Shi Yao standing at the door, watching the scene in front of him, his hands trembling slightly.
Wu Chun’s heart seemed to find an instant trust. He cried, rushed into Xu Shi Yao’s arms, and said loudly, “Xu Shi Yao, I’ve lost my grandfather.”
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