Chapter 13 Yan Yongnong's Mental Struggle
Yan Yongnong's mental struggle
When Yan Yongnong came out this time, he really hoped to find the child's family, although he was a little reluctant, but no matter how reluctant other people's children were, they still had to return them to others. It was indeed his intention to hand over the child to his family as soon as possible so that they could be reunited. On the way out, Yan Yongnong still imagined how exciting the scene of his son, who had been away from his parents for a long time and was haggard because he missed his parents day and night, threw himself into his parents' arms, and how exciting the scene must have been when his son, like a lost soul and lifeless parents, saw the source of life! This family has since stepped out of the shadow of gloom and mist and into a warm and peaceful light. He himself also had a sense of happiness, proud of such a good and virtuous act as saving a family.
When I went back today, I couldn't have a world of difference from when I came out. It is the alternation of selflessness and selfishness, the exchange of dedication and hegemony. He had already made up his mind to keep the child for himself, and when he thought of his boss's words: "He has a big future---。 His possessiveness is even stronger.
Yan Yongnong no longer wanted anyone to recognize this child, let alone hand him over. "Hide him, hide him. That's the only thing he wants to do at this point. Although this also disturbed his conscience, as soon as he remembered the dream scene at night, his heart began to cramp, and his hands and feet began to tremble.
Conscience and selfishness fought fiercely and tormented him. After a while, his conscience came out to accuse him: "You are cutting other people's flesh, digging other people's livers and lungs to make up for yourself, and you are doing a lack of virtue by killing other people's lives to support your own lives." You build your happiness on the suffering of others, and you want to reap the benefits. After a while, selfishness came out and warned him: "People don't destroy the heavens and the earth for themselves, you don't want to think about yourself just for others, and a dream will take your soul away." If it's true, do you still have the life to mess around in this world?" It is also selfish to find reasons to exonerate him, convince his conscience, and give him comfort.
Selfishness convinces conscience in this way: "You picked up this child, not stolen it or cheated it, let alone robbed it." If you don't pick someone else, who knows what they do to him? I heard that those disabled people who begged for food on the street were all good and healthy when they were young, and then they were artificially disabled. Moreover, if no one picked him up at that time, he might starve to death and freeze to death there. Besides, you have worked hard to find his relatives, and you have done your best, and adopting him is also the result of hard work. Perhaps this is the arrangement of God, specially arranged for you to meet. Why did this child walk so far after so many days, and experienced so many people, and was met by you alone? This shows that you have a father-son relationship. Originally, God arranged for you to become father and son, but he only made him give birth to the wrong child, but later found out that this mistake was corrected and sent him to you again. ”
Thinking of this, he was at ease.
The weather has been bad for the past two days, especially today. The thick black clouds in the sky dragged southward, and the violent whirlwind first turned the sand and dust on the ground in circles, and then threw it fiercely to the treetops and rooftops, and the poplar trees with large bowls were shaken to the side. There were very few pedestrians on the road, and the weather was not conducive to outdoor activities, and people huddled in their houses nervously and distressedly listening to the sound of the wind blowing up the tiles on the roof and falling down. The child screamed in fright, and the adult lowered his voice and threatened: "The dragon turned around, don't make a sound, it alarmed the dragon, and it rolled and dragged this place into a pond." ”
This kind of weather can't stop Yan Yongnong from going home at all, on the contrary, he likes this kind of day. He thanked God for his help, because the wind and rain kept people in the house, so the chances of meeting someone who knew the child were much smaller. Hey, it must be providence, God deliberately created such weather for him to have this child. So the only trace of guilt he had before flew out of the clouds with this tornado.
He picked up his children and walked through the alleys, taking shortcuts, and naturally picking up quite secluded roads to get out of the city, just like an underground worker dodging the enemy's blockade. He did not go to the station, because the station was a meeting place for people coming and going, and it was the easiest to expose and recognize, and he did not dare to take this risk. He walked in the direction of home, found his way home and waited for the bus on the way. If it weren't for the long distance, he wouldn't even have to ride in the car, and the people in the car were also from*, so it would be difficult if the child was recognized. Fortunately, he bought a 'peaked cap' for the child, and with the money given to him by the store, he changed the child from head to toe in a small shop in the middle of the road on the side of the road, and he bought nothing himself. He didn't know how expensive he thought of this money, and there was friendship, entrustment and hope from friends.
At that time, he still felt that this hat was too expensive to buy, but fortunately he bought it, and it came in handy at this time, and he wore it on the child's head just to cover most of his face. The kid hadn't slept well last night, and fell asleep as soon as it stuck to his back. Wait until you get in the car and then put your child's face on your chest, so you're good to go.
He didn't believe that there was such a coincidence in the world, and when he tried his best to find someone, he couldn't find it when he broke his head and stepped on his iron shoes; when he tried every possible way to hide from someone, he just bumped into him.
In fact, all Yan Yongnong's worries are superfluous, they are neither beautiful women nor men, nor do they have a unique mark, they have nothing to look at, and they can't attract everyone's attention. Whether they are walking on the road, getting in the car, getting out of the car, no one cares that they pay attention to them.