14

Ding Ji was locked in the inner room by his sister-in-law. He was not released until the 120-year-old man arrived. The family sent his grandmother to the ambulance.

My sister-in-law was taking care of her grandfather at home, and the others drove to the hospital.

"You go home." My dad stopped Ding Ji who was about to join the ambulance.

"Brother, come on, how could you not let him go now?" the younger sister frowned.

"I just said something in front of my grandpa and grandma, and I didn't say too much," Ding Ji felt blood gushing in his head. If he didn't say anything, his whole head would blow away. "My grandma fell like that and couldn't move. The first thing you said when you came in was that they were blaming me for notifying me. You really surprised me. It wasn't just eating a big whale, I was just eating a big bite of shit!"

"I already know their situation on the way," Dad frowned, "I know what your grandma is like! Don't you think it's too much for you to talk to me now?"

"What a fuck!" Ding Ji suppressed his voice, "How calm are you, how judgementful are you. You heard from the phone that your mother fell to the ground and couldn't move, so you can be calm when you see the scene, and you can be busy accusing them of notifying your prodigy son for delaying his review!"

"Ding Ji!" My mother came over. "Be careful when you speak! Who taught you to be like this? Talking to your parents like this!"

"Do you know why your home is closer, but does my grandfather still inform me of my sister-in-law?" Ding Ji ignored his mother and looked at his father, "Why didn't he look for you? Because he knows that you are very calm, you both are very calm!"

After Ding Ji said that, he turned around and prepared to get into the ambulance. He thought about it and walked back to his mother: "Who taught me like this? Let me tell you, my grandparents! I can play with the top five in the grade and they teach me! I want to be happy that I can still get the top five in the city when I move my little finger!"

"Get into the car!" The younger sister-in-law pushed him, "You're still excited!"

What my mother wanted to say, my sister-in-law raised her voice: "Go away quickly, don't delay!"

Ding Ji got into the car and sat next to his grandmother.

"Have you finished choking with your parents?" Grandma's voice was still very weak.

"No, give my sister-in-law a face," Ding Ji curled his lips, "I really want to choke. They can make me choke and call another 120."

"Do you hate it?" said grandma.

"Not annoying," Ding Ji held grandma's hand, "I'm so cute, I'm the cutest."

Grandma's fall was very bad, with her hips and thighs broken.

Fortunately, it is not serious, there is no displacement, and no surgery is required, but it takes a long time to rest.

Grandma still had a fever, so she did some other tests, but she hadn't got it yet.

Ding Ji felt a little nervous. He knew that many elderly people would die due to fractures. Grandpa Zhao upstairs fell and broke his bones, and never got up again. He died half a year later.

"Grandpa Zhao has a serious fracture. It's not a place. He's still old," Liu Jinpeng said on the phone. "How old is your grandma? She is in good health. When she helped your grandpa hit me together last year, she almost ran faster than me."

"Why don't you say you can't run," Ding Ji leaned against the wall in the corridor and laughed, "Come here tomorrow to accompany my grandma, I'll come here after school."

"Okay," said Liu Jinpeng, "No one is taking care of your family?"

"Someone," said Ding Ji, "but I have to go to school. I don't have anyone in the hospital. I have to be worried. If there is anything, someone will report it to me."

"No problem, leave it to me." Liu Jinpeng said.

"What should you do with watermelon?" Ding Ji asked.

"I'll just ask Chen Laosi to help me watch," said Liu Jinpeng. "He's always wandering around that area anyway."

After Ding Ji called, he went back to the ward. Grandma had to do something about checking and something. Now she looked even weaker when she lay on the bed. Ding Ji felt so distressed.

"The doctor said that grandma's condition is stable now and there is no problem," the father looked at him, his face a little gloomy. He could start thundering and raining after a poke. "You go home first, and class will be held tomorrow."

"No," Ding Ji sat on the small stool beside the bed, "I'm in the hospital."

"You go back." Grandma whispered.

"Don't talk," Ding Ji also whispered, "It's useless to persuade anyone. You know my temper. Besides, you still have a fever, I'm not relieved. I'll just stay here and I'll go directly to school tomorrow morning."

"Ding Ji." My father called him.

"You guys go back and rest." Ding Ji sat down without moving.

"Xiao Ji," the little uncle came over to rescue him, "I have nothing to do tomorrow. I'm here, you go back first..."

"No." Ding Ji was stubborn.

He hasn't been like this for a long time. When he was a child, he was ignorant and always argued with his grandparents, without saying any reason or reason. Anyway, he was just stubborn.

This time, his stubbornness was poked and he entered a state of stubbornness, and no one could work.

"You come out." Dad turned around and walked out of the ward.

My mother glanced at him and went out.

"Tell your parents well," the little uncle patted his shoulder, "Your grandma is anxious when the argument starts."

"Yeah." Ding Ji responded, sat on the stool for a long time before he stood up, and walked out of the ward slowly.

My dad was standing in the corridor, but my mom was not there, probably because he had already entered the car.

Ding Ji walked over, stood in front of his father, waiting for him to speak.

"What you said today hurts our hearts." Dad frowned.

"Same, no one can say anything about anyone." Ding Ji said.

"You are about to take the college entrance examination and haven't reviewed it well," said my dad. "Your mom and I must be afraid that you will be distracted. The first reaction is that this shouldn't be told to you. Is there any problem with this?"

"No problem," Ding Ji said, "but I also want to tell you, first, no one informed me, I missed my grandparents and went over to see it. This is a response between relatives. Second, if no one told me about this, I promise I will never go home again."

"You are in a bit too much today!" Dad emphasized his tone, and he could see that he was in control, and he could see that he could not control it anymore. "I don't want to continue talking to you anymore. If you really don't want to go home tonight, no one will force you, but you must go home tomorrow! There are people taking care of your grandma, so you don't need you! Your top priority now is the college entrance examination! You are not at the level you should have at all!"

Ding Ji felt like he was hung in the air, unable to kick or beat him, and he felt very uncomfortable.

Logically, he should have shut up and let his dad leave. Everyone is quiet. If there is anything to do, it’s OK to talk about it tomorrow.

But he can now understand what impulse is. Young people are impulsive, unstable, and unable to hold back...

He looked at his dad: "Actually, you don't know how I've reviewed. All you think is your imagination of my review status. You think I'm not serious, you think I'm not doing my best, you think I must have a higher level, you also think I should be a genius."

"I just think you're not serious?" My dad was so angry that he shivered. "Why don't you dare to tell us your grades in the first and second model? It's really just I think?"

"Why should I tell you?" Ding Ji said, "Even if I get the first place in the city, you will say that I should be the first in the province. Why do you refuse to admit it? I will never meet the standards you think I should meet? Why do you refuse to admit it? You are forcing me to prove that I am a genius?"

Today, my mother went back to the car and left her dad to quarrel with him. Ding Ji felt that this was their mistake. In terms of quarrel eloquence, my mom was still stronger. My dad usually could be held back by him in a few words.

I didn't say anything now.

"I would come to the hospital every day before my grandma was discharged from the hospital," Ding Ji said. "I have been taking charge of my own business since I was six years old. I have been growing up like this for more than ten years, and I still do this now..."

"Not now!" My dad suddenly shouted, "You have to be someone to take care of now! We have to take care of it! You are my son! You have been growing up like wildly for more than ten years and you are used to being useless!"

"I am your son?" Ding Ji smiled, "Do you know how old I am to change my first tooth? Do you know why I first fought with children in kindergarten? Do you know what the first song I can sing is? I..."

Ding Ji stopped halfway through speaking, and suddenly felt it was boring.

"I don't need to know this!" Dad interrupted him, his voice a little out of control. "Now it is you need to know your way! Your direction! It is you need to know what you are wasting you..."

Someone came out of the ward next to him and looked at them.

"Brother, go home first. I'll talk to him here." My uncle also ran out and pulled Ding Ji to his grandma's ward.

"I know! You don't know!" Ding Ji struggled and glared at his father, "I haven't been a father for more than ten years, and now I'm going to be satisfied? It's not so easy for you to adopt a son! You..."

Ding Ji didn't finish his words.

My dad rushed over and slapped him in the face.

The sound after the sharp tinnitus covered the sound.

My uncle went over and pushed my dad away, and while saying something, he pushed him to the elevator. My dad pointed at him, his mouth moving, but he couldn't hear what he was saying.

Ding Ji looked at the silent scene in front of him in a scream.

It was not until his uncle pulled his dad into the elevator that he turned around and walked back to the ward slowly.

When he saw his grandma, he squeezed out a smile.

"It's okay," he said.

But I didn't hear my own voice.

Grandma looked quite calm, and waved at him with a smile, and he walked over and sat down.

Grandma raised her hand and touched his face.

There was nothing on his face except for the hot dull pain. He didn't know where his grandmother touched her.

Grandma didn't say anything. After several minutes, the scream in his ear disappeared, and he cleared his throat and heard the sound of the bell ringing the nurse in the next ward.

"Who do you have a temper?" said grandma.

"You," said Ding Ji, "Don't grandpa always say that he is like you, stubborn and aggressive."

"Have you hit your dad?" asked grandma.

"No, my uncle pushed him away." Ding Ji sighed.

"What, it's quite a pity?" Grandma slapped him, "You still want to hit your dad if you didn't push it away?"

"Old lady, you can," Ding Ji smiled, and a pain followed on his face. He grinned, "Where can you dig a hole for me if you have a fever?"

"Then you two are still quarreling and fighting outside," said grandma, "and you are not afraid that I will get angry."

"I can't hold it in," Ding Ji frowned, "I don't know why I've gotten this up. Since I started having parents, I've become a genius who gave up and wasted his life... Do they really think I'm a prodigy, or do they just want a prodigy?"
To be continued...