In winter, when the sun dawns late in the mountains, the fireworkers are still asleep in a daze, and they hear the sound of a child crying somewhere, and they can't help but be so frightened that they jump up from the bed, and their hairs stand up.

After all, if it is in the village, it is normal for children to cry at night, but here is not relied on, within a few miles of their own two rooms, and the first few houses that were used as pigsty in the village in the early years to raise pigs, no one will come here, how can there be children crying?

To say that the early years were good, when the mountain stream was still there, the stream was clear, but there were a lot of baby fish in the water, this thing called like a child crying, but this baby fish to live in clear living water, relying on the fish in the water to survive, after the dam was silted, the upstream water itself was diverted, and the springs of several nearby mountains were all dry, and there was no water source in this dam except for the heavy rain when the mountain water can flow into it. In addition, the county vigorously promoted the planting of water hyacinth in the pond to raise pigs, and the task was also sent to the village, and the village cleaned up a few partial buildings that were not burned down by the original Taoist temple, and used it as a pig farm, and planted water hyacinth in the dam, and as a result, the pig was raised several times in a row, and none of them had ever grown into it, and the water hyacinth spread to the entire dam everywhere, and there was not much deep water in the first place, and now it became a pool of stagnant water, and every summer it was stinky and dry, and no one wanted to go to the side at all, it can be said that since the dam was repaired, let alone the baby fish, even the most cheap loach has not been seen, besides, even the baby fish is dormant in winter, wait for the peach blossom water to drip down on the mountain before coming out to find food, how can it come out in winter.

Later, when the joint production contracting detachment was made, no one wanted those partial buildings that were pig farms, and they were also the old houses of the Taoist temple, so no one in the village had the heart to take them for themselves, so they all returned to this old Taoist, which was regarded as his private property, but he only had a few acres of land, and it was enough to clear out one as a warehouse to decorate the grain, and he didn't care about the other ones.

Therefore, the old legend that there are some things in the mountain that have been cultivated to perfection, and they will come out of the mountain to demons, after all, this barren mountain and wild mountains, plus these mountains that do not rely on the four sides, so the old Tao is also a little frightened, for fear that he has recruited something unclean.

Sticking out his head and stabbing his head, thinking that it was a disaster that he couldn't dodge, Lao Dao gritted his teeth, put on his clothes, turned on the light and looked left and right, but he didn't see anything in the house, so he reacted, this cry really came from outside.

But when Lao Dao got up from the kang and opened the door, he found that the cry came from under his feet, and when he looked down, he saw a tightly wrapped little swaddling child on the steps in front of the door.

To say that abandoned children are rare now, in the early years parents gave birth to children, but they couldn't afford to raise them, so they had to give them away or throw them away, these years family planning plus all the joint production contracting, living conditions are better, no one will throw the child, and this throwing child can not be thrown to himself, after all, this is not a Taoist temple, and he himself did not recruit a group of Taoist priests, the Taoist temple continues. In the early years, it was common for parents who couldn't afford to raise their children to send their children to temples and Taoist temples, but now there should be no such thing, not to mention that they are half buried, how to raise this child, Lao Tao doesn't know.

In the cold morning, even if Lao Dao himself was coldly tossed at such an age, he couldn't stand it, not to mention a child, Lao Dao looked around, and didn't see anyone around, scolded the parents who lacked virtue twice, and picked up the child.

But after thinking about it, Lao Dao also knew that some children were thrown away by their parents because they were disabled, and they were left to fend for themselves, so they lifted the corners of the quilt covering their faces on the swaddling clothes, and wanted to see how the children were doing, but they only saw that the children had frozen their faces white and blue, and they were probably thrown here for a while.

Seeing this, Lao Dao couldn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly hugged the child, took it back to the house and opened the swaddling clothes, there were no missing arms and legs, and there were still small cocks, and I couldn't understand why this parent threw this big fat boy here without heart. Seeing that there was no or peeing, he quickly put the child into the quilt he had just gotten up, and then went to the stove to add two scoops of water to the pot, lit the fire, and heated the kang again, so he carefully sat on the edge of the kang and kept watch until it was dark.

Seeing that the child's face was ruddy, and he no longer cried, he ate something indiscriminately, and was ready to take him down the mountain, which had to find someone to call the shots for himself, or he had many children here for a while, maybe the children still thought that they were kidnapped from where the children came, and they fell into the crotch of their pants with yellow mud, and they couldn't tell.

However, when he was wrapping the child, Lao Dao found that there was a piece of paper under the child, on which a few words were written.

The old man, who didn't know a basket of big characters, didn't know what was written on it, so he had to take this paper with a bamboo basket and pack the child, stumbling back to the village and finding the village chief.

When the village chief saw the child, he was also startled, thinking that there were only a few people in his village, and it was definitely not who gave birth to it, looking at the name of Lin Yi on the paper, and a date almost two months ago was written below, and then looking at the size of the child, guessing that this was the name and birth date of the child left by the child's parents.

Since this is not from his own village, he has to go to the neighborhood to inquire, this is definitely not something that can be solved in a while, so let Lao Dao put the child at home first, and go back to wait for the letter first.

After all, a big man has bad legs and feet, plus he has never been married, how can he be clumsy.

My grandson can walk, and there is no milk powder at home, and there is a small store in the village, but it sells some oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, needles and threads, etc., and there is definitely no milk powder.

Let my wife go to the house with children in the village to find half a bag of milk powder and a milk bottle, rush up the half bottle and feed it first, and dress up neatly, ready to go out to the neighbors to inquire whose family it is, and let him take it back.

But after a few busy days, I haven't heard of anyone throwing away the newborn child, and it just so happens that Lao Dao came to ask Xin'er again, so the village chief joked half-truthfully that this child was only given to Lao Dao by God, or let Lao Dao raise it himself.

In fact, he also knows that this old way is already half buried in the soil, and his legs and feet are not good, except for the few acres of land under the mountain, there is nothing to make a living, so it is good to barely support himself, where is the condition to adopt this child.

However, what the village chief didn't expect was that this old Taoist only hesitated slightly, and actually nodded directly.

Although from the perspective of civil affairs, this is not in accordance with the law, not to mention that there is not a formal children's welfare home in Taiping Township, even in the entire county. If you really send the child to the Civil Affairs Bureau, you can only send the child out to the families of those eligible people who have registered and want to adopt.

It's okay if it falls into a good family, but after hearing that someone adopted a child, I don't know if it's a good mood or a good opportunity, and I gave birth to another child, but the adopted child didn't end well. In case of such a person, this child will be moldy for eight lifetimes.

This old man is a little poor, and he hasn't married and had children, but after all, he is honest and hardworking, and no one has ever said that he has any bad deeds such as stealing chickens and touching dogs. In the past ten years, he still lives alone in Guanli, except for selling grain, or buying some oil and salt, he has not gone down the mountain a few times a year. Some children in the village didn't know him, and every time they saw him lame, they shouted at him, "Cripple, lame", and they didn't see that this person was annoyed or anything.

This can be regarded as knowing the roots, and the child is relieved to raise him, not to mention that he picked it up, which is uneasy and kind, looking at no one knows, maybe the child will directly wrap the child, go far into the mountain, and throw it directly into the snow, who can know?

Looking at Lao Dao is okay now, but after telling him a few times, he didn't agree to go back to the village, after all, there will always be an older day in the future, and there will be someone around him who can take care of it.

This is just a problem of a bowl of rice, as long as you don't learn badly, watch the TV and talk about all kinds of things outside, talk lively, but most of the people in Wangjiatun are close to each other, the location is quite remote, and the atmosphere is not as bad as outside, not to mention that the road is not forgotten, but at least it is still a night that does not close the door, if this child is in the village, then there is no big problem.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the village chief mobilized the old way again, but he still did not agree to come out and live in the village.

However, knowing that Lao Dao didn't have any money to spare, the village chief simply thought about finding a time to hold a villager meeting and inform the villagers about it.

Of course, even if this is not reported, this Wang Jiatun coughed in the east of the village, and it can be heard in the west of the village, a few people have come to see the child, and see that the child is good-looking, and there is no disability, some people say that there is no child in which village and which village, or take it and send it away, but the village chief did not agree, after all, it was not finished at that time, this is the heart of returning the child's biological parents.

Now Lao Dao wants to raise it, this is also a person in the village, seeing that it is about to reach the child's 100th day, he called the villagers over, and got some food casually, and everyone ate a meal to celebrate the child's birthday, and then let Lao Dao officially take it back.

I asked the villagers, and no one objected, so in the name of child support, I withdrew a few hundred yuan from the small amount of retention money that the village had saved over the years, and sent someone to the township with the money to buy a few boxes of milk powder, and by the way, I bought a few feet of cloth, and asked my mother-in-law to make a few small clothes and quilts for the child, and found some old clothes or something in the village, pulled diapers, and sent them over.