has been dead for many years, but every time I think of the scene where I found him, it still makes people shudder.
When I was 32 years old, my uncle took medicine and ended his life. When my father and I knocked open his door, the scene was already unsightly. I couldn't help but vomit out the overnight meal.
Because he was not married and had no descendants, his family had to call the corpsemen in the village to drag him to be cremated. There was no funeral, no grief, no crying, only grandma squatted in the corner and wept silently.
The old uncle was the heart of grandparents, he praised everyone, he was good-looking, sensible, and filial. The brothers also liked the youngest brother very much. When he was in his 20s, he often called him by his nickname.
But the little uncle finally fell into disgust for everyone, and he may have had enough despair himself to choose to end his life in this way.
The uncle in his memory can be called "Moshang is like a jade, and his son is unparalleled in the world". What impressed me most was his dyed blond hair, which gleamed in the sun. Slim body, thin face, cold white skin , bright eyes, with stars in his eyes when he smiles, he is placed in the current idol drama male number one.
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My uncle is not well educated. After graduating from junior high school, he joined others to work in Guangdong . At that time, I was still very young, and I always felt that my uncle was very powerful. People who also went to work in factories would return home empty-handed during the New Year, but he would bring back a lot of delicious and beautiful clothes to give to grandparents. And our juniors.
Originally, according to the life trajectory of a normal person, the little uncle would marry a beautiful wife, have one or two smart children, and live his life happily.
Of course, it didn't work out.
My uncle came back from Guangdong during the summer vacation when he was 26 years old. At that time, and lychee were still very valuable. When lychees were about to mature, every household would arrange for people to live in lychee forests to prevent others from stealing them.
There were so many lychees that year, and the mountains and plains were all red and bright, and it made people happy to see them. When the little uncle came back, he was responsible for taking good care of the lychee tree that belonged to him.
The lychees were picked soon, everyone made a lot of money, and they were very happy. The little uncle invited everyone to have a big meal, and the adults in the middle all drank a lot of wine.
The next morning, everyone got up normally, work when it was time to work, and go to school when it was time to go to school. But only the little uncle didn't get up. He didn't get up until our little one came home from school. As soon as I put down my schoolbag, he asked me to help him squeeze his body, and he always felt sore.
At first, everyone didn’t take it to heart, thinking it was too hard to pick lychees. My brother-in-law rarely does farm work, so it’s normal to be more tired than others.
But more than half a month has passed, and he is still tired, and more and more tired. Every day we ask our juniors to squeeze his shoulders and hammer his thighs. Only at this time did the family realize the seriousness of the problem, and took the uncle to see a doctor quickly.
It turns out that my uncle has diabetes.
At that time, we knew very little about diabetes. The doctor said that we should strictly abstain from food, eat less oil, salt, rice, and fruit, and eat more bitter vegetables. The most important thing is to take insulin every day.
So the little uncle started his long medical career.
At the beginning, my uncle also actively cooperated with the treatment. He saved some savings because of part-time work. He took an insulin every day and strictly followed the doctor's orders.
No matter how much savings you can have, you can’t help but sit back and eat, not to mention that my uncle doesn’t have much savings.
After two years, my uncle is completely out of money. Because I have no strength, I can't do heavy work, it is impossible to go to work in a factory, and it is even more impossible to do farm work at home. When I had no money, with the support of several brothers and sisters-in-law, I could barely support daily treatment and life.
Delightful people can change, especially in that era when everyone was not rich, who could keep spending money on him.
Gradually, the younger uncle has no source of income, and the grandparents are getting older, and they are also supported by other sons, and there is nothing they can do to give him money.
It may be due to economic pressure. In addition, after treatment for so long, the condition has not improved. My uncle’s temperament has changed greatly, and the treatment is not active. The insulin is taken from one daily to three or four days. Don't eat what you want to eat.
By the time my uncle turned 30, his relationship with the other brothers had deteriorated completely. Because he had nothing to do all day, the little uncle fell into gambling, and people came to the house every other day to ask for money. Brothers often quarrel, and sisters-in-law sometimes scold him badly: "You are like this, why don't you die?" What did he do, or no one cared about what he did.
In addition to the fact that someone came to ask for money every other day, knowing that he was still alive.
When my uncle was 32 years old, he had been ill for 6 years, and lived 4 years without anyone but a ghost. At that time, I was a freshman in high school, lived on campus, and only went home on weekends. As for what happened to him later, he learned from his family after returning home.
I heard that his condition worsened later and he suffered from coronary heart disease.
I heard that he gave up the treatment completely, and also stopped taking insulin.
I heard that he gambled a lot and owed a lot of debts outside.
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But I never saw my uncle again, because he often doesn't go home, and I don't usually go home except on weekends.
Until that dreaded weekend, when I saw him again, he was a rotting corpse.
That weekend, I went home as usual. But as soon as I stepped into the house, I smelled a faint smell, like the smell of dead mouse .
I ask people when I see them, do you smell the smell in your house? But everyone said they didn't smell it, and I said it was the smell of dead mice, and everyone didn't take it seriously. It's normal for mice to die at home in the countryside.
So I followed the smell all over the house until I found the door of my uncle's house, and I smelled a distinct stench. I knocked on the door, but there was no answer, I tried to push the door, and found it was locked.
At that time, I had no concept of life and death, but I suddenly had an ominous premonition.
I asked my family, how long have you not seen your uncle, and no one can tell.
I said the stench came from my uncle's room, probably a person.
Dad covered his mouth and nose with a wet towel and hit the door. It turned out that the doors and windows were blocked with sealant.
So the scene mentioned at the beginning of the article appeared.
html In 46 years, a person was thrown from heaven to hell, and his soul was crushed.
I don't know what my uncle was thinking when he was drinking the medicine, whether he resented the injustice of fate, whether he blamed his father and brother for being unsympathetic.
A person is dead like a lamp goes out, only he himself knows whether the sip of pesticide he drank at the end of his life is sweet or bitter.
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