One night I was recording a show late at night, and I had to catch an early flight the next morning, so I reserved a special car, hoping to sleep in the car for a while.
Because I was too sleepy and the night was still dark, when I got into the car, my eyelids couldn't help but fight, but I vaguely saw a taxi guy in a white shirt politely help me open the car door and help me with my luggage. The box is placed. I said "thank you", then I fell on the back seat and squinted, preparing to take a nap. The little brother turned his head and asked me: "Are you going on business? Where are you going?" I quietly said: "Go to Sichuan and give a speech." "Wow, then you are a celebrity, so envy you, you go to my hometown. Have you given a lecture? If you go, I will definitely listen." His voice was clear, sobering in the darkness before dawn.
But I was so sleepy, my thinking had fallen into chaos, so I didn't answer him any more, but fell asleep with my eyes closed. I did not respond, but he still talked to me on his own: "My hometown is in Xuancheng, Anhui, you know? There is the birthplace of rice paper." "I don't like Beijing very much. The air is too dry. It’s because our environment is good. I want to go back to the South soon." "I stay for another 6 months, I should be able to leave. I hope everything goes well." I am envious of you when I can go out to drive a special car at night." With his professional sensitivity, I realized that he must be a man with a story, and he is at a certain turning point in his fate. He wants to talk.
I couldn't bear to interrupt him, thinking in my heart, anyway, I can't sleep anymore, just talk to him. I asked him, "Did something happen at home, or is there a relative who is hospitalized in Beijing?"
He was a little surprised, looking back at me with a puzzled face, but in an instant he recovered his relaxed voice: "How did you know? Yes, my daughter is 3 years old this year. She was only in March 2017. He was diagnosed with retinoblastoma when he was more than one year old, and he has undergone 11 operations."
My heart was torn in pain instantly. In fact, I have heard many similar life tragic events. In order to fight for better medical conditions, many people from other villages rush to Beijing, just to bring a little more hope to their relatives. But such a small life, who has never experienced the colorfulness of the world, has not been bathed in the warm days of life, but has suffered so much suffering and pain, and no one can feel at ease in his heart.
I don't know how to ask the next question. It seems that sad things never happened without asking.
He was still talking, and it seemed that my sadness was a little frivolous.
He taught me about eye cancer all the way, telling me how the couple took their daughter to seek medical treatment; complained that some doctors in the home hospital were unreliable and delayed the daughter’s condition. He was also grateful that he met a good doctor and took the initiative to help him. Introduce experts; tell me, in China, who is the best doctor in this field, he himself is now a half expert. Lala is mixed, there is no logic, and he talks a lot. Speaking of some key points, he showed a little pride in his words, as if he was declaring his tenacity and perseverance to this miserable world, declaring his optimism and perseverance to the disease and hopelessness of his once happy family. His little daughter announced his dedication as a father and determination to protect her.
I just listened silently. For more than 40 minutes by car, time suddenly became extremely precious. Every minute and every second, I can't bear to disturb him, for fear that a word would offend him.
Perhaps all I can do is to accompany him—this young father who is about my age but has already shouldered the burden of life, listen to him.
When I got out of the car, I said, "I'm very sorry, but I still want to ask a very cruel question... If according to the doctor, there is almost no hope for your daughter's illness to be cured. If you persist in this way, when is the end? Woolen cloth?"
He was silent for a few seconds, and his tone became calm: "I have discussed with my wife, as long as we have a breath, we will definitely save our daughter, no matter where we go in the future."
Those silent moments in life often hide the truth of life.
At this moment, I was silent and sighed about their greatness as parents, and I also asked who I can give everything for in my life, to give such invisible love, for my parents, or for the children I have not yet met? For the one you love? The world admires that deep love, but most people only expect to be loved, not to love; to get, not to give.
And this man, where did his perseverance, responsibility, and human light come from? Full of suspicion, I asked his parents curiously: "What are your parents' opinions during the process of treating your daughter?"
Caught off guard, this relaxed, talking and laughing young man suddenly burst into tears. "I'm not a qualified son. I'm sorry to my parents. I'm not filial! Our family had a pretty good life. If it weren't for me, they should have a good old age at this age. Now I have sold the house and the car It was sold. My daughter owed so many foreign debts for medical treatment. Although my dad never said much to me, he was actually paying it back for me secretly. Last time, the family really couldn’t get any more money. He said that you’ve done your best, and it’s not a way to go on like this. He wants me to give up. I had a big quarrel with my dad, I can’t give up! In fact, I know that my parents love me and don’t want me. I have lived so hard all my life, and I can’t bear to let my granddaughter suffer so many illnesses. I am very guilty, very self-blaming, and I am sorry for my parents. I am not a competent husband either. The promise I made to my wife before marriage is the same as it is now. I didn’t honor it. I’m sorry for my daughter either. I don’t know if I did something wrong in my previous life to allow my daughter to suffer such a serious crime at such a young age."
The car parked on the side of the road, he leaned back on his seat, and kept wiping his tears with his hands. At that moment, this strong father was just a child who had suffered all his grievances.
"Since I was little, I have been close to my mother. If there is anything delicious and fun, my mother will definitely leave it to me. My sister always says that my mother is patriarchal. Now for me, my mother who loves beauty is always new year-round. I can’t bear to buy clothes. I wear patched clothes. I am 60 years old. I have to go to the village board factory at 4 am every day. After a hard day, I can’t make 100 yuan. I have to do farm work when I come back. Son.
"My dad loves my sister very much, so he is very strict with me. I did not understand my dad at that time and was very afraid of him. In fact, I am still a little afraid of him now. Now think about any child who is not in my parents' minds. Meat, he just hopes to be a dragon, and now I really regret not listening to him and studying hard. Later, I grew up and got a little skill. I often quarreled with my dad, always sang him against him, and said a lot of things that made him sad. When I came to Beijing this time, I really had no money. I had no choice but to open my mouth with my parents. My mother said that there was really no money left at home. I woke up early the next morning and saw me Dad transferred me 9,000 yuan, and I knew he must have borrowed money for me from house to house overnight. He is such a face-saving person, I can’t even imagine that scene. I think it’s like being stabbed by a needle. It hurts and sad. Last year, when I came home for the Chinese New Year, I saw that my dad’s hair turned out to be all white. He is not 60 years old. He really turned white all night. He broke my heart for me. I really want to make peace now. Mom and Dad said: "You have worked hard, my son is not filial, and I love you."
I stretched out my hand and patted his shoulder lightly, the car was silent.
"Don't be bored with your gratitude to your parents, show your love to your parents more, they need it. This is also a kind of filial piety." After a short while, I said to him seriously.
He didn't look back, his voice kept choking and said: "I know, I will work hard, thank you so much."
I looked at this man's back, how many days and nights did he cry silently? I have done interviews with many celebrity leaders and asked them the same question: "How do we face the miserable life?" I didn't hold back, but also asked him: "When you can't make it, how do you come over? of?"
The car has arrived at the destination, and the white fish belly of the sky has been rendered layer by layer, laying out the entire sky. He paused, still not looking at me, just staring at the steering wheel. "I want to die every day, but I know I have to live. As long as my daughter can live, I will hold on for as long. I have to cure my daughter."
There was no parking on the roadside of the airport, and the cars behind kept honking their horns, and the phone kept reminding him of the guests who had taken the next order. Within minutes, I got out of the car, but before I could react, the car drove into the distance. I froze in place, feeling uneasy for a long time.
That morning, this ordinary 32-year-old special car brother who once drove a truck in his hometown in the south gave me a huge shock.
I've been thinking about this in my heart, but unfortunately I didn't have time to leave his contact information. My friend pointed me, the service platform of the special car has a complaint and suggestion function, maybe you can contact him through this. Sure enough, I finally got through the phone.
I explained the reason, hoping to help him. But to be cautious, I still hope that he can provide some medical information and certificates for the child. He was a little surprised, and repeatedly expressed his gratitude on the other end of the phone. After we added WeChat friends, he immediately sent a lot of information and photos. In the photo, the child's eyes are wrapped in gauze, her mother is holding her in her arms, her mouth is grinning, and the brilliant smile fills the lens.
I wrote down this true story and posted it on WeChat Moments. Many friends expressed concern, encouragement, and also helped.
This is a relay of love and kindness. In the movie "The Grand Budapest Hotel," Gustav said to Zero (Zero) on the fleeing train: "Even if the world is chaotic and crazy like a slaughterhouse, there is still a glimmer of civilization, that is human nature." Sincerely pray. This little girl can recover health soon and grow up happily. One day, she could see that it was her parents, her relatives, and the strangers who cared for her, so that she could see light in the dark.
For 3 years, every time I travel to and from Beijing, I will ask Jianhe-this young and brave father to pick me up. The journey along the way is a unique moment of life dialogue between our two men. He shares everything, I touch everything.
Not long before I wrote this article, Jianhe called me. He rarely contacted me on weekdays. This is a man’s unique rules and measures, and he is afraid of disturbing my life. I got on the phone and he was out of breath from crying over there. I quietly listened to him crying for a while, and when his cries gradually fainted, I asked him, "What's wrong, what happened?" He said, "The doctor asked me to sign, do I agree to perform the operation on my daughter. The operation is not acceptable. The child may not last half a year to do it; but if it does, her other eye may not be able to keep it." There is a dilemma.
Jianhe whimpered and said, "If you don't sign, I'm the murderer of my daughter; if you sign, I'm the sinner who will keep her invisible for a lifetime. You say, what should I do?"
The operation was ultimately successful. Although after a long life, this 5-year-old girl needs to go to the hospital for re-examination every six months; although the family still needs to continue fighting to keep the child’s other eye, this young father, with him Together with his parents and wife, he sold houses and cars, and sold iron. It took him three years to rescue his daughter from the brink of death.
I was shocked by the courage and perseverance of this peer. In the past three years, it is not so much I am helping him, as it is that he has been inspiring and encouraging me at every gray moment of my life.
I once asked Jianhe: "Do you regret the original choice?"
He replied: "I think parents never regret what they do for their children."
How I want to say to this unfortunate and fortunate little girl: "Girl, your next life will not be easy, but I believe that your parents’ steadfastness, courage and love can be like life in the desert. Stone flower grows firmly on you. Even if fate is ruined, life is still worthwhile. This is the best gift your parents can give you."
