Soon, she withdrew her hand, and unconsciously rubbed the small pin bag on her waist.

No one in this world can deprive another of the right to live, can he?

Life is the same, no one is expensive, no one is cheap, although it is not easy to live, but everyone wants to live, and everyone is willing to live.

And at the time of dying, how many people want to exchange for that trace of time, even if it is only a minute and a second.

She lowered her head, and then touched the baby's little face, which was still warm.

Then he took out the needle bag from his body, took out the longest needle from it, and then just flicked and pressed his fingers, and the needle instantly entered the child's head.

And as if miraculously, the child's little face was bruised, and he actually retreated a little, and his small snort seemed to move.

Tang Yuxin took out a few more needles and went down, and footsteps could be heard in the distance, which were faintly enlarged and approaching.

It was the man who came back.

She didn't panic, then she took back her needle bag, and then pinned it to her waist, this is pulling the iron chain, and then she walked to the Song family's field, squatting there and pulling up the grass, she was also a person, silent, it seemed that everything had nothing to do with her, and those who knew and didn't know were actually strange to her.

She didn't belong here, but in the end she was trapped here, and probably died here.

Soon after, the man came back, and his walking posture was also a little wrong, and he had been squatting for a long time, so he squatted numbly.

He walked over, picked up the shovel, spit on his hand, and rubbed his hands together, and then dug a pit again, and he did come to bury the child.

Whoever dies in the village has a child, he is buried in the fields of each family.

He had just dug a shovel when he seemed to hear something.

It seems to be a cat barking, no matter how much he continues to dig, he doesn't pay too much attention to it, there are many wild cats in this field, and they will come out from time to time to scare people.

After a few more sounds, the man's ears moved, and he felt that the sound was a little strange, and he touched his neck, and the hairs on his body couldn't help but stand up.

It's a strange feeling, and it's almost all creepy.

He won't meet any ghosts, right? Or did he turn his head slowly, and his eyes were also staring at Niu Da.

"Woo ......"

A few more sounds, and sure enough, it came from that little baggage.

"Ghost, ghost......"

His voice trembled, and he shook his legs, and he almost ran away, but his legs were so weak that he couldn't lift any strength, and when he was so frightened that he rolled and crawled, there was a very faint cry of a baby from the revenge.

The man turned around suddenly, but he still couldn't react for a long time.

"Live, lived......"

His eyes widened and his mouth wide open, wondering if his ears had misheard, or if he had really met a ghost.

And the baby's cry kept coming out of the baggage, and even the burden was moving, as if the child's little hands and feet were stretching wildly.

The man reacted at this time, and hurriedly ran over in three steps and two steps, which was to open the burden.

It's not the child inside, who is constantly stretching out his little hands and feet, squeezing his eyes and crying, and his little face is also suffocated to the point of redness.

"Really alive?"

The man still didn't believe it and put his hand on the child's face, and he also touched the warm temperature, this is the body temperature on the human body, not ice, nor cold, the child is alive, he is alive, he is really alive.

And the man picked up the burden, lifted his clothes, put the child close to him, and ran forward with his legs outstretched, forgetting even the iron lift that was thrown on the ground.

"Uncle, aunt, the child is alive, your child is alive......"

He ran and shouted, and the loud voice was so loud that almost the entire village came out.

And there is also the aftermath of what he said in the wind......

It also became the whole mountain village, as well as that sentence, uncle, aunt.

Your child is alive

The child lived.

Lived

Live.

Finish......

Tang Yuxin continued to pull the grass, and his eyelashes, which had been drooping slightly, were always trembling slightly, as if they were about to be crushed in the wind, but they were never fragile.

When Tang Yuxin walked back to Song's house, he heard people in the village say that the child born to the Sun family was alive, and they were all out of breath, but in the end they still came back to life.

Mrs. Song began to feel proud in her heart, and she also said to everyone that this was her credit, if it weren't for her, she would have lost her life a long time ago, and the old grandson's family was really smoking on the ancestral tomb, if she hadn't invited her over, this would have been cut off.

Look, she is a blessed person, this pregnant woman meets her, even if it is dangerous, it can be safe for the mother and child.

Isn't it that the mother and child are safe.

Although the child of the Sun family was born out of breath, the whole person was like a little young child, he was out of breath, but he was stunned to breathe, and now he can eat and sleep, as for the daughter-in-law of the Sun family, it was bleeding profusely at the time, and she almost lost her life.

Mrs. Song is really proud in the village, of course, she did not accept the gifts of the Sun family, and the Sun family also regards her as a benefactor, but who knows, Mrs. Song has no ability at all, but she just robs others of the credit.

However, others don't know, of course Mrs. Song doesn't know, she walks the streets all day long, and she has become a celebrity once. As for Song Dasha, there is no difference from before, he is stupid every day to move things to other people's nectarines to work, and there is a Tang Yuxin who is a cow and a horse at home, and an old man Song who is lying down and can't move.

"You washed my clothes for me," Old Man Song had a gloomy face, how could he not know how much dirt was in the quilt? Mrs. Song and Song Da Fool didn't care about him, and he himself was powerless, and this little mute was just delivering food, and he didn't know how to help him clean up his pants and then help him wipe his body.

Tang Yuxin picked up the bowl on the table, turned around and walked out, and the angry old man Song directly threw the thing on the ground angrily.

When Mrs. Song came back, she was extremely annoyed by Old Man Song's howling inside.

When she came out of Old Man Song's house, she inevitably brought out the extremely sour smell there.