Chapter 1128

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Protagonist:

Li Xiulan

Wang Dashan and Wang Erhai brought Wang Zhanggen along; they finished their meal at Haidilao, then took Wang Zhanggen to the villa so he could visit his grandson.

Wang Zhanggen held his precious grandson, a childlike smile appearing on his face.

"This kid, he really looks like you did when you were little!" Wang Zhanggen said to Wang Dashan: "Especially when he smiles, it's exactly the same! He wouldn't be as mischievous as you, would he?"

Wang Dashan chuckled:

"How was I mischievous? In my memory I was sensible from a very young age; I started helping with housework back in primary school!"

Wang Zhanggen then said:

"Your mother told me that when you first started school, you refused to go no matter what; in the end it was still your mother who, bamboo switch in hand, forcibly dragged you off to Shangou Village Primary School!"

Wang Dashan smiled embarrassedly:

"Dad, that was how many years ago? Why bring it up now?"

Wang Dashan's childhood memories had already been mostly forgotten; only the scene from back then of his mother chasing him with a bamboo switch to make him go to school remained clearly etched in his mind.

Before he didn't understand his mother; now that he's grown up, regarding his mother's painstaking good intentions, he feels nothing but full gratitude.

"Your mother also told me that when you first started school, the teacher asked you to calculate 2 plus 3, and you insisted it equaled 4; even when the teacher said it equaled 5 and had you recalculate, you still stubbornly insisted it equaled 4!"

Wang Zhanggen added this line at that moment, and said with a laugh:

"You brat, your temper is even more stubborn than mine!"

Du Xiaojuan, at the side, said with a laugh:

"Is that so? I feel Dashan's temper is quite good; usually whatever comes up, the two of us discuss it together, and he respects my opinions quite a bit!"

Wang Zhanggen then said:

"Probably only you can handle that temper of his! You're his destined nemesis!"

Du Xiaojuan laughed out loud:

"Maybe!"

The child in Wang Zhanggen's arms also broke into a smile.

Wang Zhanggen exclaimed delightedly at this moment:

"Oh, this child, he can smile now!"

Then he busied himself teasing the child:

"Come on, give Grandpa another smile! Grow up fast, and by Spring Festival Grandpa will give you a big red envelope!"

The little child just smiled innocently, who knows whether he was responding to Wang Zhanggen's words.

Du Xiaojuan had the auntie help make dinner, and then in the evening everyone ate a meal together.

Wang Erhai then took Wang Zhanggen back to the hometown.

Because the next expert appointment had a consultation date five days later.

So Wang Dashan wanted Wang Zhanggen to go back first.

He was just afraid that if the old man stayed here too long, he'd clash with Du Xiaojuan again.

Before leaving, Wang Zhanggen still asked Wang Erhai for two thousand yuan, then used those two thousand yuan to wrap a red envelope for his precious grandson.

After Wang Zhanggen and Wang Erhai left, Wang Dashan slumped on the sofa, his gaze turning dull and desolate; he took out a cigarette, wanting to smoke one.

Seeing the child beside him, he silently put the cigarette back.

Du Xiaojuan said at this moment:

"If you want to smoke then smoke, just go outside to smoke."

Wang Dashan smiled, stood up, and went outside to smoke.

In his heart there was an indescribable melancholy.

Same as Wang Erhai, toward this biological father of theirs, there actually wasn't much affection to speak of.

The childhood of the three brothers had always lacked their father's participation.

The only scattered memories were of that old man arguing with their mother, even domestic violence.

Yet for some reason, now knowing his days were numbered, his heart couldn't help but well up with sorrow.

This is perhaps what they call blood being thicker than water.

Ordinary people simply cannot watch their own biological father just die like that.

Wang Dashan clamped the cigarette in his mouth, took out his mobile phone, and sent a message in the three brothers' WeChat group:

"Second Brother, Third Brother, I feel that no matter what, we still have to treat Dad; even if there's only a sliver of a faint chance, we must fight for it. I don't want to look back on this later and have regret and self-reproach left in my heart."

This message was sent a good while before Wang Erhai responded:

"Big Brother, you're right; then let's do our best. As for money, you and I will split it; Third Brother is still in school, so he doesn't need to contribute."

Wang Dashan replied:

"Mm, the two of us paying together is fine; even if it costs a few million, it's better than leaving regret."

After a long while, Wang Xiaohua finally replied:

"Big Brother, Second Brother, if Dad's cancer has really already metastasized, there's really no need to spend this money. Didn't the expert already give the suggestion? Conservative treatment, do palliative care well — survival is important, quality survival is even more important. Rather than letting Dad spend his remaining days in the hospital, better to hurry up and take him to do the things he wanted to do but never did."

Seeing this long passage Wang Xiaohua sent, Wang Dashan couldn't help but frown:

"No, Third Brother, I don't understand your words. Are we just supposed to watch Dad leave like that? We're not short of money now! I know you hate Dad, but there's no need to be this cold-blooded. Besides, you don't even have to pay!"

Wang Xiaohua hurriedly replied:

"Big Brother, that's not what I meant. I just feel that survival with quality is more important than treatment without quality."

Wang Erhai hurriedly said at this time:

"Alright, alright, you two stop talking. Third Brother, you just focus on your studies in Beijing. Don't worry about Dad's matters; Big Brother and I will handle them well!"

Wang Xiaohua knew that he still had to attend school and indeed couldn't manage that much. After all, Beijing was several thousand kilometers away from his hometown; he definitely couldn't go back every few days.

His father's affairs indeed required Big Brother and Second Brother to labor over them. He wanted to help but didn't have the conditions to do so.

Wang Dashan finished his cigarette, walked in from outside, and couldn't help but complain about his Third Brother to Du Xiaojuan a few sentences:

"Are all scholars this cold-blooded? It really verifies that saying: 'The faithless are mostly scholars; the righteous are mostly butchers and dog-slaughterers!'"

Du Xiaojuan was stunned, then hurriedly asked:

"What happened?"

Wang Dashan then said:

"My Third Brother just said in our three brothers' WeChat group not to treat Dad anymore, and even put it nicely, saying survival with quality is more important! He doesn't have to pay a cent, so why does he have to be like this!"

Wang Dashan was huffing with anger.

It was very obvious he couldn't understand Wang Xiaohua's choice at all.

He simply felt that as long as there was a sliver of hope, one shouldn't give up!

After all, that was his own biological father!

And right now they weren't short on money either!

If they were short on money, there'd be nothing to say!

Under the circumstances of not being short on money, yet still choosing to give up treatment — if that's not cold-blooded, what is?

Du Xiaojuan's brows furrowed slightly, then she said:

"Speaking fairly, I feel your Third Brother isn't wrong either. Rather than letting your dad spend this last period of time constantly running around for treatment, it would be better to take him to do the things he wants to do!"

Wang Dashan, hearing this, was somewhat surprised:

"How come you think that way too?"

Then he shook his head and chuckled:

"That's true too. Given the relationship between you and your parents, thinking that way is normal."