When Liu Yidao was born, it was a winter. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The breath formed a white mist in the air, and Liu Yidao's father stomped his feet outside the door with trembling hands, and the tail of the cigarette roll rolled by himself scattered to the ground.

was born prematurely, and when the midwife arrived in a hurry, Liu Yidao's mother was already pale, cold sweat rippled, and she couldn't even open her eyes.

I don't have the strength to open my eyelids, how can I have a baby?

The midwife who was invited to work for a long time like beating gongs and drums, came out with high-frequency broken steps and wiped a handful of sweat, blood splashed all over her body, and said to Liu Yidao's father, difficult to give birth, not easy to get, big or small?

"Baoda!"

Amniotic fluid embolism, a very serious complication in obstetrics, is caused by the passage of fetal cells, vernix or meconium in the amniotic fluid into the mother's blood through the veins of the placenta during childbirth.

When fetal cells, fetal fat or meconium enter the mother's blood circulation, they often block the blood vessels in the lungs, making the lungs unable to get blood supply and causing lung function to fail. In addition to affecting the respiratory function of the lungs, it can also hinder the function of the heart, so it can cause chest pain, difficulty breathing, blue complexion, blood pressure drop, shock, heart failure, limb spasms, and even blood collapse.

Once amniotic fluid embolism occurs, maternal mortality is very high unless it can be diagnosed and treated early.

But at that time, how could the rural people understand this?

The midwife didn't understand, and Liu Yidao's father didn't understand either.

Not to mention the treatment.

Liu Yidao's mother sweated with relish, feeling the passing life on that small bed, her lips were purple, her face was red, her eyes were dilated, and finally only a tear was left rolling down her dry skin.

"Smack!"

"Wow, wow, wow!"

Liu Yidao was finally born, and opened his mouth to cry out the first voice in this world.

Little did he know at the time that he had been born on the blood of his own mother.

Liu Yidao's father held the crying baby in his hand, and raised his hands high several times, but finally failed to do it.

It's just that his eyes are already cold.

……

"Bang!"

The sound of something coming into contact with the ground.

Liu Yidao's father stumbled open the door and broke in, the wine bottle rolled on the ground, and the drunken man blushed and rolled up his sleeves and roared, "Little rabbit cub, where are you hiding for Lao Tzu again!" ”

"There was another fight! This time it's the village chief's child who hits it! Is it easy for me to make amends! You die for Lao Tzu! Kill your mother, and kill you and me! See if I don't kill you this time! ”

"I'm not wrong!"

Liu Yidao, who was still a child, already had a fierce gaze, "I don't just want to beat them!" I want to kill them! ”

"Little bunny, what are you talking about bastard!" Liu Yidao's father's hands trembled, and he wanted to grab him and beat him.

"I'm not wrong!"

Liu Yidao dodged left and right and pushed his father violently, and ran out of his legs, "It's their fault!" ”

"Evil beasts! Evil beasts! ”

The man who sat on the ground stretched out his hands and trembled, his face wrinkled, still drunk.

This year, Liu Yidao was six years old, and Liu Yidao's father was upright and prime.

……

"Little rabbit, this will be your mother in the future!"

Liu Yidao's father was flushed, and behind him was a woman wearing rag clothes, but she was cleanly washed.

"......" The woman stretched out her hand a little timidly, but her face was as gentle as she could smile.

"You go away! I don't have a mother! ”

Liu slammed the door out, and the woman's hands that had just been stretched out hung in the air, at a loss.

This year, Liu Yidao was eight years old.

……

The messy room began to get organized, and the tattered clothes had carefully and carefully looked at the patches in the corners.

The small room still looks empty, but there is something faintly warm.

Liu Yidao's father is obviously a lot more cheerful, although he still calls Liu Yidao a little rabbit cub every day, but the days of returning drunk seem to be really gone.

Seem.

……

The woman's hair was haphazardly pulled up with straw rope, revealing a clean neck, as white and tender as her face.

"Ah~ahh

The woman had a smile in her eyes, holding a needle glittering in the sun in her rough hand, holding the freshly changed clothes with her mouth open, and screaming at Liu Yidao.

She can't speak.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have followed the drunk man who died with his wife and didn't do his job all day.

"Give it to me!"

Liu snatched his clothes with a knife, put them on his body without looking at them, and then went out directly.

"Little rabbit, don't fight Lao Tzu anymore! Hear me! ”

Liu Yidao's father's voice came from the back room, and it couldn't stop the child's footsteps.

This year, Liu Yidao was ten years old, and he still refused to call her "Mom".

……

"Little rabbit, you come over to Lao Tzu!"

The man's sideburns already have silver threads, but they still don't change their majesty.

Liu Yidao stepped forward, his eyes did not dodge.

"Say! The village chief's son's new fountain pen was not stolen by you! ”

"It's not!"

"Smack!"

The hot slap was imprinted on Liu Yidao's face, in exchange for Liu Yidao's eyes full of hatred.

"Little bunny, you dare to stare at me! See for yourself what you find out of your bag! ”

A fountain pen was slapped on the table, glittering in the sunlight cast by the small window, a delicate incomprehensible object.

This is obviously not something that Liu Yidao's family can afford.

"Ahhhh

The woman's body crossed in front of Liu Yidao, stopping the man's hand raised high again.

"Humph! Your mother is protecting you! ”

The man snorted heavily and slammed the door.

"Ahhhh

The woman turned her head and opened her mouth at Liu Yidao, holding his exercise book in her hand, with crooked handwriting written in pencil:

[Later...... No...... Dry it again]

"I didn't steal it!"

Liu Yidao glared and roared.

It's crooked handwriting again: [Listen...... Words]

"Bang!"

Liu slammed his knife on the door, almost kicking off the only remaining connection, "You're not my mother!" Isn't it interesting to be fake! ”

He slammed the door as well.

"Ahhh Ahhh ”

The woman's shouts were far behind her.

This year, Liu Yidao was fifteen years old, rebellious, impulsive, and I don't know if I regret it.

……

The woman was found lying on the ground and was no longer breathing when she was taken to the town's hospital overnight.

The doctor said that it was an acute heart attack, probably maybe, and he was killed by anger.

"Little bunny! I'll beat you to death! ”

The man's fists and feet fell on Liu Yidao, he didn't dodge for the first time, but his face became hideous, "It's not me!" ”

"Not you? It's not you or who! ”

It was a fist that Radu couldn't pull in.

……

The smell of alcohol has returned to the family that has not gone away all year round.

Liu Yidao's results are getting better and better.

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