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Chapter 1 The source of life!

"mom!"

When the 24-year-old Zhang Yaming saw his mother's appearance, tears were about to fall.

My mother's hair seemed to fall off overnight. She was skinny and bone-skinned, looking old, and she was more than twenty years older than she was.

My mother has advanced lung cancer, but she has been hiding it from him. It was not until the hospital issued a critical illness notice yesterday that her mother called him to tell him.

He said that he was afraid of affecting his son's work and worried about himself, but all this made Zhang Yaming feel deeply guilty. He was a single-parent family and his father died early, and his mother raised him with great difficulty.

Zhang Yaming has always been working hard for his dreams in the capital. He only flew back like a migratory bird every year during the Chinese New Year and then left in a hurry. However, he did not expect that his mother was already in the late stage of lung cancer.

"Ahem, it's good to come back, mom has dragged you down!"

In such a short sentence, Zhang Yaming's mother was so angry that she had a strong phlegm sound. If it weren't for Zhang Yaming, others wouldn't have heard clearly what his mother said!

"I will take you to treat the disease tomorrow, and your disease will definitely be cured!"

Zhang Yaming burst into tears. Who said that men will not shed tears easily? In this world, mother is his only relative, but now this relative will leave him at any time.

Zhang Yaming was heartbroken by his mother's illness.

If I had known that my mother was so hard and lonely at home, she would not have stayed in the capital once she graduated. If he had his care, her mother would not have reached this point.

At night, his mother's coughing sound never stopped. Zhang Yaming didn't fall asleep at all. He got up and went to the yard, without turning on the light, but just looked at his mother's critical illness diagnosis using the light of his cell phone.

Late stage of lung cancer!

Zhang Yaming felt sad. He originally thought that only in Beijing would there be smog, poor air quality, which could easily cause lung diseases. Unexpectedly, my mother also had lung cancer in her hometown?

He sat on a wooden stool and looked up at the sky. He was so gray that he couldn't see the moon and stars clearly.

In recent years, there is a chemical factory and two cement factories in my hometown. Since then, it has been difficult to see the stars in the sky at night.

My mother's illness may have a lot to do with the deteriorating air quality here.

But where is the paradise on earth?

Zhang Yaming was in great pain and had no place to vent his anger. He couldn't help but pinch a fist with his hand and then pounded the table hard.

The hand was bleeding, and Zhang Yaming was unaware of it. Compared to the pain in his heart, a little injury on his hand was really nothing. He really hated his powerlessness!

Under the bright moonlight, something shone brightly, and the necklace in his pocket fell to the ground.

Zhang Yaming has been familiar with the necklace since he was a child. He looks like a small bottle, a very delicate mutton fat jade pendant. There are "Source of Life" under the jade bottle, and four handwritings that are smaller than flies.

The jade quality of this bottle is very good. Many times, facing the moonlight, it is like a small bottle containing a rolling droplet of water, which makes people love it.

When Zhang Yaming was a child, when he was a child, he liked to make it the most, he secretly took out the necklace from his mother's box, and then looked at the moonlight or light, and seemed to see water droplets in the bottle.

At that time, I was the happiest and simplest!

Facing the moonlight, Zhang Yaming once again took the jade bottle, and then looked for the moonlight to look for the water droplets rolling in the jade bottle.

The blood stains on Zhang Yaming's hands were stained on the jade bottle, and he was about to rinse them with water.

But at this moment, Zhang Yaming actually saw three drops of water falling quietly from the jade bottle, just in time to fall into a large flower bed.

In the big flower bed, Zhang Yaming bought three four-year-old ginseng plants for 20 yuan per tree. At that time, he bought five plants and one hundred yuan, and the remaining two were dead.

"There are really water drops falling in this necklace? I must be under great pressure and dazzled!"

Zhang Yaming couldn't help but complain, and then rubbed his painful palms. He still planned to go into the house and find a way to treat his mother tomorrow!

After Zhang Yaming washed his face, he didn't have time to rest and started looking for a hospital online to consult his mother for treatment of advanced lung cancer.

Several hospitals asked Zhang Yaming to pass the diagnosis and some information over, saying that he would study it and would give a reply tomorrow to determine whether the patient could be accepted.

The sound of "dongdong" cutting vegetables came, which shocked Zhang Yaming. My mother was so in this way, how could she still be busy in the kitchen?

"Mom, I'm making breakfast, so you can taste my skills!"

Zhang Yaming felt sad. He held back his laughter and took off the kitchen knife from his mother's hand. She was actually cutting green onions.

"I know you like to eat the dumplings I make the most. I wrap a lot of them in the refrigerator. When I want to eat them, put some chopped green onions in them after cooking. It's very fragrant!"

After saying these words, the mother coughed so hard that she could hardly straighten her waist. Her illness could not be delayed for a few days. She took advantage of her ability to move and made dumplings for her son. She didn't know that day, she couldn't stand it!

"Let me do all these, you will get better and you will definitely be fine. When I have children after I get married, you will also help me take care of my grandchildren!"

Zhang Yaming deliberately joked to make his mother happy. He wanted to give her more hope. In this way, her illness might be delayed for a longer time and she could spend more time with him.

"Okay, I'm waiting to take care of your children!"

The mother smiled, but her eyes and eyebrows were full of wrinkles. Zhang Yaming didn't notice that after her mother turned around, a tear had fallen.

Reality is always cruel, and several hospitals Zhang Yaming contacted responded quickly.

Almost all hospitals told Zhang Yaming that his mother was terminally ill. For the rest of her life, try to make her feel more comfortable and let her leave peacefully.

Zhang Yaming was going crazy. He looked for hospitals everywhere, called and asked friends to help contact experts in this area. He almost felt desperate!

Is my mother really going to leave him?

"Mom, I'll take you to see the sea!"

Seeing that his mother's health was getting worse and worse, Zhang Yaming remembered that when he was a child, his mother kept muttering to see the sea in her life, but decades have passed, and her mother has never been to the beach.

Since her mother has not had much time, Zhang Yaming is unwilling to leave any regrets for her mother. She is ready to clean up and go to see the sea together!

Unfortunately, after they made an appointment to see the sea, my mother died of illness that night. She was very peaceful when she left!

Zhang Yaming felt that his sky had collapsed halfway, his only relative in the world and the last one, so he left him like this and would never come back.

When he was cooking his mother's funeral, Zhang Yaming was in chaos and in great pain. Thanks to his cousins ​​coming forward to help him finish the funeral.

After everyone dispersed, Zhang Yaming was the only one left in the room. He opened the refrigerator and the dumplings his mother made were still there, but the person was no longer there!

Zhang Yaming's nose was so sour. He leaned against the refrigerator and his eyes fell down.

"Yamin, my mother asked you to go to my house for dinner!"

The person who opened the yard door was Zhang Yaming's son, his cousin Zhang Yasong, who was one year older than him. After graduation, his uncle left the relationship and went directly to work in the town government.

In a few years, he became the youngest deputy director in the town. He is young and promising in the Zhang family and the oldest. He is vaguely the most praised and envious person of the Zhang family generation.

Zhang Yasong looked at his cousin who had lost weight and didn't know what it felt. When his cousin was smart and was admitted to a prestigious university, he didn't know how many parents said that they were from other people's children in this town.

But now everyone knows that my cousin has resigned in order to go home to take care of his aunt and said he is unwilling to go to the capital again. This is just a sigh.

"Yaming, you find a job first. If you want to stay at home, I have a good relationship with the director of the cement factory in the town. He still lacks an assistant, but the salary at home is very low, and it only costs more than 3,000 yuan in the first few months!"

"Or it's better to go to Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, where the salary is high, which is where people like you should go!"

Zhang Yasong was kind-hearted and persuaded his cousin. Seeing that Zhang Yaming was depressed and refused to speak, he sighed, then sat on a stone stool, and swept his eyes casually a few times.

The plants on the flower bed in the yard caught his attention. They seemed to be ginseng seedlings, but something was wrong. One, two, three, four, six, seven, my god, what did he see?
Chapter completed!
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