pjbooks Chapter 361 I Don't Want to Live Anymore
Chapter 361 I Don't Want to Live Anymore
When Fat Tiger heard Ma Junjie's question,
I didn't pay much attention to it.
Answer casually.
"My sister isn't actually my biological sister..."
"She's my mom's adopted sister, her god-sister."
This was the first time Ma Junjie had heard of this situation, and he said...
"Fat Tiger, your mom is quite kind-hearted. Your whole family is very kind."
Fat Tiger sneered.
"Sigh, what's the use of kindness! In this society, kindness is no longer a virtue, but a sign of stupidity."
"The kinder a person is, the poorer they will become, and the more they will be looked down upon! As the saying goes, a kind person is bullied, and a good horse is ridden!"
"Thinking about it, I'm really useless. My dad... sigh!"
Ma Junjie saw that Pang Hu was starting to feel depressed again.
He quickly comforted her.
"Alright, Fat Tiger, let's not talk about the past."
"From now on, my brother and I will make a name for ourselves in Dongguan. You'll be with me..."
Ma Junjie was filled with passion.
I haven't finished speaking yet,
Suddenly I felt something soft and sticky under my feet.
Ma Junjie instinctively felt something was wrong.
He swallowed hard, his body trembling, and held his phone up to the ground.
It would have been better not to take the picture.
One photo,
"Oh dear!" Ma Junjie frowned, clicking his tongue repeatedly.
Holy crap!
"This is so unlucky!"
indeed,
Ma Junjie was absolutely right; he stepped right into a freshly made pile of cow dung!
It's still wet!
Ma Junjie was truly on the verge of tears.
Slowly lift your foot out.
I walked to the roadside and rubbed my shoes on the grass until they were barely clean.
However, the obvious cow dung was no longer visible.
But if you sniff even slightly...
An indescribable smell wafted over.
Ma Junjie was truly helpless, so he quickly said to Pang Hu,
"Fat Tiger, this journey is too dangerous! Lead the way to your house quickly!"
Fat Tiger also felt a little embarrassed, gave an awkward smile, and walked over to Ma Junjie's side.
"Brother Jie, follow me, and walk slowly."
"My house is just ahead, about 100 meters away!"
"Alright, hurry up, let's go!" Ma Junjie urged impatiently.
Fat Tiger gave another awkward smile, carefully watching his step and cautiously leading the way.
A few minutes later, the two arrived at the door of a dilapidated house.
Fat Tiger pushed open the wooden door and went inside.
As the door was pushed open, the wooden door creaked open.
The nights in the suburbs seem long and distant.
Fat Tiger groped his way to a thread behind the door in the dark and pulled it down forcefully.
It made a "click" sound.
Instantly, the room was filled with warm orange light.
"Brother Jie, come with me, my parents are in the inner room."
Ma Junjie nodded and briefly surveyed his surroundings.
My first impression
This house is so dilapidated and old.
The house was built of black wood, and there were obvious holes in many places.
The ground wasn't paved with flooring or even poured with cement; it was just pure natural mud.
Many places are like miniature versions of hilly terrain, with undulating hills and uneven terrain.
The ground was dark and visibly damp.
If you step on it, the sole of your shoe will stick to the ground, leaving a sticky residue.
Seeing all this, Ma Junjie instantly felt as if he had returned to his rural hometown.
"Brother Jie?"
"Brother Jie, come with me!" Fatty Tiger called out to Ma Junjie a few times when he saw Ma Junjie standing there in a daze.
"Oh!" Ma Junjie snapped out of his daze and followed Pang Hu through a side door.
Upon entering,
A damp, putrid smell wafted over instantly.
"Cough cough!" Ma Junjie couldn't help but choke, his nose was very sensitive.
Hearing the sound,
A woman who had been resting by the bedside woke up.
She looked up at Ma Junjie, her eyes filled with confusion.
Ma Junjie lowered his hand from his mouth and asked Pang Hu, who was standing next to him,
"Fat... Fat Tiger, is this your mother?"
Gian nodded.
"Yes, Brother Jie..."
Ma Junjie immediately smiled, took a few steps forward, and walked to the woman's side.
He greeted them.
"Hello Auntie, I'm Fat Tiger's brother, Ma Junjie..."
The woman looked at Ma Junjie and nodded gently.
"Oh, hello..."
After saying this, the woman, supporting herself on the edge of the bed, slowly stood up and said with difficulty,
"Wait a minute, I'll go get you a chair to sit on."
Ma Junjie glanced at it,
All that could be seen was a woman dressed in black.
Logically speaking, the woman shouldn't be very old, probably only around 50 years old.
However, the woman was emaciated, like a withered old log.
His hair was mostly white, with a few strands of black mixed in, showing his weathered appearance.
"Auntie, please don't trouble yourself. I won't sit down. I'll just check on Uncle for a bit and then leave right away!"
Ma Junjie was momentarily moved and couldn't bear to trouble the woman.
Fat Tiger, who was listening nearby, suddenly raised his voice.
"Mom, that's fine, just sit still!"
The woman stopped, trembling.
After walking for so long,
She had just left the bedside.
"Then...I'm so sorry..." The woman looked at Ma Junjie, full of apology.
He glanced at it and said again,
"Young man, how about... you sit on the bed?"
"Gian's dad, sigh... what a tragedy!"
The woman looked at the bed, as if her sorrow had been stirred up again.
His expression was forlorn, and his eyes were a little red and moist.
Unconsciously, he raised his hand again.
He wiped his tears with his sleeve.
Ma Junjie was somewhat moved and glanced at the woman.
The woman's wide black sleeves looked like they had been worn for a long time.
The sleeves were tattered and rubbed until they shone with oil.
Ma Junjie walked over and gently patted the woman.
Said,
"Auntie, take care of yourself, don't be too sad!"
"What's done is done, and it can't be changed. But you must be strong and take good care of yourself."
The woman nodded in agreement.
But instead, the tears started falling even faster and in greater quantities.
"Young man, why is life so tiring?"
"How could Gian's dad, who did good deeds his whole life, end up like this?"
"You say he's neither dead nor alive, what exactly does he mean by that?!"
Ma Junjie looked at the bed.
Fat Tiger's father, with bandages still wrapped around his head, lay there quietly.
He remained motionless, his eyes closed, as if he were simply asleep.
Look more closely,
Gian's father was neatly dressed and his face was clean.
There wasn't even a trace of a beard on his chin.
It's easy to imagine how much thought and effort Gian's mother put into taking care of him.
Ma Junjie understood perfectly what Pang Hu's mother had said earlier.
Such a person is in a vegetative state at home, neither alive nor dead.
It will bring unimaginable burdens to their families.
Sure enough, the next second,
The woman began to ramble on and on.
"Young man, you have no idea, I haven't had a single good night's sleep since Fat Tiger's dad had that accident."
"We've been spending all our time with this person in a vegetative state..."
"I feed him liquid food three times a day, turn him over and massage his back, help him with his bowel movements and urination, wipe his body, and so on..."
Fat Tiger couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted his mother.
"Mom, can you please stop nagging!"
"It's one thing to nag me, but why say these things to the guests?"
"You're working hard, but aren't I working hard too?"
"If you really can't take it anymore, I've already told you: just shove a pillow over my dad's head and give him a quick and painless death, that'll end it all!"
Upon hearing this, the woman trembled and quickly reached out her hand.
Like a hen trying to block an eagle.
Trembling, he stood in front of Fat Tiger.
He said it quickly and earnestly.
"Gian, you can't do anything reckless!"
"Your dad is still breathing, he's not dead yet..."
"One day, he will wake up!"
"You can't kill him, you can't... If he dies, I'll die too!"
"Ah, ah!" Fat Tiger felt like his head was about to explode; he couldn't take it anymore.
He held his head in his hands, in great pain.
Ma Junjie could also sense Pang Hu's pain.
Similarly, one can understand the conflicted feelings of Gian's mother.
Ma Junjie sighed.
He took out some money from his pocket, not too much, not too little, about 2000 yuan.
Taking advantage of the woman's inattention, he slipped it into her hand.
"Auntie, I didn't bring much with me. I can only bring a little money, please don't mind!"
The woman felt the thickness of the money and immediately knew it was a considerable sum.
"Young man, I can't accept your offer for no reason..."
"You can take it, but I can't..."
Ma Junjie waved his hand and simply turned around.
He walked up to Gian and said softly,
"Gian, don't sulk."
"I'll transfer some more money to you in a few days."
After saying that, he turned to look at the woman.
"Auntie, you've worked so hard!"
Goodbye, I'll come see you again in a few days.
After saying that, Ma Junjie walked towards the door.
Just as Ma Junjie stepped out of the small bedroom, he sensed someone had entered through the front door.
Before they could even see who it was, a loud voice suddenly rang out.
"Mom, I'm home!"