"Yinglian! Yinglian! ”

Suddenly, a low, high-pitched voice came from the clouds deep in the firmament.

Rumbling eardrums.

Who's that? Whose voice?

She searched for the familiar voice that made her cry in her memory, and her chapped lips twitched slightly.

Her wet eyes suddenly overflowed with light, and she struggled to her feet again.

In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, thunder and lightning roared, and the white earth and the sky were annihilated.

How can she forget the voice of jì, even if it is separated by the Tianshan Mountains, she can still hear it clearly in her sleep night and night.

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"Yinglian, I'm going to the army tomorrow."

His resolute eyes were filled with crystal tears, and his cold face was full of sadness and reluctance.

She turned and wiped away the tears that had flooded her bed.

"Silly Yungen, just go, why are you crying, you are still a big man!"

She forced a smile and stomped on his foot.

"Where did I cry, no...... Not really! ”

His words are full of panic and disguise, and no matter how bloody the man is, he also has a softest side.

"I ...... Just worried about him. ”

He gestured to her bulging belly.

"Then you're not worried about me?"

She stared straight into his eyes, and her eyes were full of "grievances".

"How so? I'm worried both! ”

He knew that she was playing tricks again, but at this time, it was what he liked the most. Her angry appearance lingered in a deep sleep for a long time every night when he slept on the pillow of Tianshan.

"Lie to me!"

Squeezed his shoulder.

"So what do you say?"

He frowned and smiled, she must have wanted him to accomplish it.

"Well...... this"

She put her finger to her cheek, thoughtful.

After a brief moment of contemplation, she looked up with a smile on her face.

"Well...... Sing me "Ashima" again! ”

He pretended to be embarrassed and scratched his head, taking advantage of her unpreparedness, and took advantage of the situation to hug her into his arms.

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The horse bell rang and the jade bird sang

Ashima and I went back to our hometown

Far away from Rebraga

From then on, my mother was not sad

No sorrow

……

The elder brother is like a hat over the head of the younger sister

My sister was born like a fungus next to my brother's tree

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On a moonlit and starry night, they hugged each other tightly like that, singing sadly, tears flashing in their eyes.

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The first thing I saw after I got out of the nightmare was my husband's sad and weeping face.

"You big man, what are you crying about!"

My heart was touched by a burst of warmth, but the words changed again.

"Just wake up, just wake up!"

He was ecstatic. Holding his wife's weak body, there was a burst of colic in his heart.

Barely squeezing out a smile and smacking him on the shoulder.

"You can't be quiet, don't disturb the child!"

At the mention of the child, her tears flowed again. It was quite a strange thing, the bed of the eyes, which had dried up to the bottom, suddenly rose at that moment.

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The rain of that day, accompanied by bursts of thunder, poured down.

They held their children in their arms and staggered forward in the heavy rain.

They visited all the hospitals in the town, and none of them dared to pick up a dying child.

From morning to afternoon, it was not until near evening that they returned home exhausted.

The husband and wife sat on the sofa, looking at each other without saying a word.

The angry child lay quietly on the bed, his eyes open hollowly, his festering mouth open in a daze.

Nothing in his mouth, from his throat to the base of his tongue to his lips, was intact. Yellowish-white, sticky flocculent that fills the mouth like a spider's web.

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"Knock-knock-knock-"

In the silence of the room, there was a sudden knock on the door.

The mother rushed to the door in a hurry and hurriedly opened it. My father also stood up with a "Teng" sound.

Standing at the door was the old Wang in the courtyard.

"How's the kid?"

The front foot has not yet stepped into the door, and the head is covered with a sentence.

Tears welled up in the corners of her mother's eyes, and she shook her head in pain.

"The fever hasn't gone away?"

Mother nodded, and raised her hand to wipe the tears that were pouring down.

"Hurry up and hug the baby!"

Lao Wang raised his voice and said to his father in silence.

The mother raised her head sharply and stared at Wang's open and closed lips expectantly.

"I was just in the teahouse near Xicheng, and I heard them say that there is a Mr. Gao in Tube Lane, who is an ancestral diphtheria, which is very good!"

The eyes of the husband and wife changed, and the extinguished lamp in their hearts suddenly jumped high with a loud sound.

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Tube Lane is an hour away from the small courtyard. When I found Mr. Gao's house, it was already pitch black outside.

At that time, Mr. Gao was still sleeping, and he had not yet woken up from the wine he had drunk at noon.

Mr. Gao, who was drunk, saw the child lying in the arms of the husband and wife, and his face immediately sank.

"Why are you here now?"

The husband and wife looked at each other and could not speak.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and come to the back room!"

The woman pulled the corner of Mr. Gao's coat and made a look.

Mr. Gao glared back and hurriedly went to get the medicine.

"Are you drunk and haven't woken up yet, you still dare to heal after this!"

The woman yelled behind her.

"You know what!"

Mr. Gao didn't look back.

"Big sister, you better go to the hospital quickly, he's drunk, don't let him delay the child!"

The woman saw that Mr. Gao's stubborn temper came up again, so she turned around and persuaded the couple.

"Eldest sister, let the eldest brother try it! We went to all the hospitals in the city, and none dared to pick them up. Your great kindness, we will never forget! ”

The mother's voice trembled violently, and tears flowed uncontrollably, like a flood that burst the embankment, endlessly.

"This ...... This ......"

The woman really doesn't know what to say, she must know that it is not easy to be a mother.

"Then let Lao Gao try his best to treat the child!"

The woman sighed softly and walked into the pharmacy.

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Never in her life had she experienced such a long few minutes.

Artemisia grass in the wilderness withered several times, and the glaciers of the Arctic melted several times.

A heart hung high in his throat, and in the dim light, a pair of expectant eyes stared at the curtain of the pharmacy in a daze.

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Never in her life had she experienced such a long few minutes.

The barren mountains are red and dark, dark and red, and the geese flying south have gone and returned, returned and gone.

Her fingertips sank deep into her palms, and the bright red sè flowed down her fingertips, dripping on the ground and blooming strangely.

The witch's figure gradually faded away, and finally disappeared into the dimly lit doorway.

The surface of the chaotic eyeballs is covered with cobweb-like bloodshots.

She never doubted her strength, and at the age of seventeen, the four-hundred-mile trek through the mountains had worn through the soles of her shoes and worn out the soles of her feet, but she still couldn't defeat her. Such a strong woman, in the face of difficulties, has never lowered her noble head.

However, at this moment, there was no focus in her red and swollen eyes, and between the vertical and horizontal tears, there was gray dust and no life on her numb cheeks.

No matter how strong a woman is, and then a safe psychological defense, there will be a moment of abandonment.

Faced with the angry child, she had to take off her strong mask and look sad.