Comfort Women's Japanese Aberdeen (novella) Zhang Baotong 2017.12.22

The husband went down the mountain early in the morning to see a doctor. However, he did not return by noon. At this time, the child pulled two or three more times, and all the pulls were thin water, as if he was in a state of dehydration. Moreover, the child seemed to be no longer good, his face was pale, and he was sweating profusely, just like a frosted eggplant, and he was about to lose his breath. Because Wei Shaolan had been sleeping, her mother-in-law asked her brother-in-law to run to the road down the mountain several times to see if his brother had come back from looking for a doctor.

The mother-in-law burned some rice soup for the child to drink, but the child squinted slightly, panting weakly, and did not drink the rice soup at all. If you want to feed her, she will cry very loudly, and the voice of her crying will be very weak. When someone saw that the child didn't eat or drink, he boiled a bowl of red ginger syrup for her to drink, because as long as the people in the village were a little sick, as long as they drank the brown sugar ginger water, they would quickly see the effect. Although the child drank a little brown sugar ginger water, he only drank two small sips and never drank it again. When Wei Shaolan slept for a while and got up to look at the child, the child seemed to be even sicker. She breastfed the child, but instead of feeding, the child began to vomit and stained a large piece of the adult's clothes and quilt.

I tried everything, but instead of getting better, the child's condition is getting worse and worse. Wei Shaolan was very anxious and waited for her husband to find the doctor quickly. It was about late afternoon when the husband found the elderly man surnamed Xu from the village. The man surnamed Xu was about fifty or sixty years old, tall and thin, with a white beard and glasses. He followed Luo Xianxian to the cave, and without sitting for a while, he asked Wei Shaolan to carry the child to the bright light at the entrance of the cave and began to give the child pulse. He shook his head while calling the pulse, and then said to Luo Xianxian and Wei Shaolan next to him, "This child's pulse is too weak and weak, I'm afraid there is no help." ”

Luo Xianxian said in a pleading tone, "Doctor Xu, you just have to think of a way." However, Xu Langzhong sighed and said, "It's too late, there's no way out." So saying, he was about to leave. However, Wei Shaolan suddenly hugged his legs, knelt down and said, "Please, Doctor Xu, please." However, Xu Langzhong still shook his head like a bulging drum and said, "It's all this time, and I have no way to return to heaven." With that, he shook off Wei Shaolan's arm, strode out of the hole, and walked down the mountain.

Seeing Xu Lang walking down the mountain without looking back, Wei Shaolan and his wife, in-laws and other large families all sighed sadly around the child. At this time, a person named Yin San in the village said to Luo Xianxian and Wei Shaolan, "I have a way to treat diarrhea that is very effective, that is, to boil the big tobacco shell and drink it. ”

Wei Shaolan had also used this recipe in the past, and she thought it was very effective, so she said to her husband, "Why don't you give it a try?" Luo Xianxian didn't have any way, and when he heard his wife say this, he said, "Then try it." Then he said to Yin San, "Then please go back and fetch some for us, and I will invite you to drink one day." Yin San said, "I didn't say it." Luo Xianxian said, "The child's illness is not very good, you better go and come back quickly." Yin San said, "I'll go back to the village to get it." With that, he trotted all the way down the mountain.

Yin San didn't delay along the way, and it was only one or two kilometers away from the village, so in the evening, Yin San retrieved a small packet of large cigarette shells and a jar of boiling medicine. Luo Xianxian found a few stones, threw them outside the cave entrance, found some branches, and boiled the medicine. When the medicine is ready, pour the soup into a small bowl and let it cool for your child to drink. But the decoction was very bitter, and the child didn't drink it, so Wei Shaolan and her husband forced the child to drink it.

After the child has drunk the medicine, he begins to sleep. I thought that the child would slowly get better after drinking the medicine, but after one night, when he woke up the next morning, Wei Shaolan went to see the child again, and found that the child's body was cold, and when he touched the child's nostrils again, he was already out of breath. Wei Shaolan hurriedly woke up her husband next to her and said, "The child is no longer good, he is out of breath." The husband quickly touched the child's nostrils with his hand, touched it for a while, and said, "It's over, the child is finished." So saying, he put his hands over his face and began to cry.

Wei Shaolan held the child in his arms and cried sadly. She knew that the child would be like this, it was entirely because of herself, if she hadn't been captured by the Japanese soldiers, how could the child have suffered so much suffering and sin with her, and would have suffered from this kind of disease? Wei Shaolan's in-laws and family members also walked up to her side, looking sad and sad. The mother-in-law silently hugged the child over, her face full of tears. My father-in-law didn't shed tears, but he sighed as he smoked a hookah, and his eyes stared into the distance outside the entrance of the cave.

At this time, the mother-in-law walked up to her father-in-law and asked, "What should I do?" The father-in-law said without good words, "What do you say?" Listening to her father-in-law's words, Wei Shaolan felt very self-reproachful, she said to her mother-in-law, "It's all my fault, if I hadn't let the devil catch it, how could this happen?" The mother-in-law comforted her and said, "I can't blame you, who wants to let the devil catch it?" Wei Shaolan whispered to her husband, "Forget it, just bury the child." The husband smoked all the time, and after a while, without speaking, he borrowed a shovel from someone else and walked out of the cave.

After a while, the villagers all learned the news of the child's death, and came over one after another, saying all kinds of words to comfort Wei Shaolan and her in-laws. Wei Shaolan and her in-laws listened to everyone's comfort, but their mood was even more sad, they went out of the cave together, watched her husband swinging a shovel and digging a pit on a small hillside, and walked towards that side with the child in her arms.

By the time they reached the hillside, the husband had dug a small pit. So, the father-in-law asked Wei Shaolan's brother-in-law to bring a reed mat from the cave, rolled the child with a mat, and put it in the pit. Everyone cried loudly around the pit. After weeping for a while, the husband buried the earth in the pit with a shovel until it was filled and formed into a small dirt bag.

The sun shone brightly on the hillside, but the winter wind was blowing, making it feel cold. Everyone cried in front of the mound for a while before leaving the child's grave. Back in the cave, other families were busy cooking and eating in front of the cave. But Wei Shaolan's family was in no mood to cook and eat, the men were sitting on the stones by the cave and smoking sullenly, while the women were sitting in the corner of the cave wiping their tears. But what can erase the sorrow and pain from their hearts?