Wang Quzhen works at the town's health center and is the only obstetrician. She has a house in the town and a side hustle with the hospital on her back. She bought some surgical supplies and instruments by herself, and took on some private work of midwifery and abortion after work.

When the seven old men came to Wang Quzhen with Hongmei, she thought in her heart that she had another income other than salary, so she greeted the seven old men and Hongmei very warmly.

"Qu Zhen, I have to ask you for more help in this matter." The seven old men pulled Wang Quzhen aside and whispered to her about Junchao and Hongmei.

"Seventh Dad, this matter is a little difficult." Wang Quzhen showed an embarrassed look on her face, "This Shui Qing and they are not at home, how can this girl say that she is also the grandson of the Shui Qing brothers, how can you call the shots." Besides, the girl's parents are not there, and when the parents come to me, what can I say? ”

"Qu Zhen, count the seventh father begging for your help, this is the benefit I give you, and you can calculate the other money as you want. This matter is also Junchao's fault, his mother is not at home, so my old man has to carry this matter. The seven old men said, took out a red envelope and handed it to Wang Quzhen.

Wang Quzhen held the red envelope in her hand, and deliberately pretended to be difficult, saying: "Seventh Dad, this matter is risky, and I will be held legally responsible for the investigation of other parents." For the sake of your elders, I'll help you. ”

"It's okay, I'll take care of something, who can do anything to my old man."

Wang Quzhen gave Hongmei a brief examination and took her to the operating room on the second floor.

The so-called operating room, which is a small single room, has no strict disinfection and no formal surgical procedures. A small bed is the operating table.

Hongmei lay on the operating table, smelling the smell of potion in the room. She felt a chill and shivered. The child in the belly also seemed to have a premonition, and moved in Hongmei's belly.

At this moment, Hongmei has the feeling of being a mother, and she really wants to jump off the operating table, which is the crystallization of her and Junchao's relationship! But what did she do to ensure the child's future? If you have a child out of wedlock, the child may not even be able to get a household registration. She herself has no job, no income, what to support herself and her children. And what do parents tell them, what do they think of themselves?

Wang Quzhen was ready for the operation, and said softly to Hongmei: "Hold on, soon, it'll be fine when it's done." ”

Looking at the girl lying on the operating table in front of her, Wang Quzhen felt a little indifferent. Perhaps as a doctor, she was used to seeing things like this. The girl in front of her was a little nervous, her hands clutching the edge of the operating table tightly, and her face was a little pale because of nervousness.

"Don't be afraid, take it easy. You say, you girls, why don't you know how to protect yourself? In general, this abortion is also an operation, and it is always a little harmful to the body. Today's children, why don't they know their own weight so much? This kind of thing, it is always our women's family who suffers. Those men slapped their butts and left, and the harm was always our women's family. Maybe Hongmei's helpless and pitiful appearance moved Wang Quzhen's heart, and there was some mother's love and blame in her words.

Hongmei didn't make a sound, Wang Quzhen's words made her feel like a knife cutting her heart, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't speak.

The cold surgical instruments reached into the body, and the pain spread, tears running down the cheeks.

Hongmei felt something cut off from her body. Before the little creature was fully grown, it was cut off from its mother's body. The pain came from her heart to her whole body, and Hongmei knew that this was her youth that had been cut off. From now on, she is no longer the young girl she used to be, she is also a woman who has been a mother. Although that life did not grow up, it was cruelly ended.

The operation was over, and Wang Quzhen cleaned up the operating room. Hongmei got dressed and made it herself.

The smell of blood was all over the house, and Hongmei knew that it was coming from her own body. There was a black bag in the trash can in the corner, and Hongmei only glanced at it and closed her eyes. What once thought was the birth of a happy life, a life that once thought that it could give the love of the Holy Mother, is now just a pile of blood-stained garbage in the corner.

The rain is still falling, and the misty spring rain has enveloped the earth, and every qiē in the rain looks so sluggish.

Sitting on the tricycle found by the seven old men, Hongmei felt cold all over her body, and the postoperative pain continued to bite her like countless ants.

"Hongmei, let's drink some chicken soup. This old hen, the fourth grandfather has been stewed for an afternoon, and it can replenish the body. Under the light, the chicken soup brought by Liu Xiaosi was steaming hot, and the fragrance was overflowing.

"Hongmei, don't be sad, it's raised here by grandpa, and grandpa is like his own home. If you want to eat, tell your grandfather, this abortion should also be a confinement. ”

Hongmei originally wanted to torture the two old men with her own abortion, but after all, she is still a kind-hearted girl, what does this matter have to do with the two old men?

Now these two old people care about her like this, which makes Hongmei, who has not enjoyed the warmth of family for a long time, feel a little moved.

"Grandpa, it's me and Junchao who are not good, you see that I have to trouble you two old people."

"Melon doll, what are you talking about? The key is that our family is not good, so you suffer, and grandpa also feels sorry for you. Hongmei's attitude surprised the seven old men, and at the same time they felt even more guilty.

Liu Xiaosi took a bowl and served a bowl of chicken soup to Hongmei: "Hongmei, you are really a sensible doll." Eat more, take care of yourself early, or go out to work to earn money. ”

"Grandpa, you can eat too." Hongmei sandwiched the chicken in the bowl into Liu Xiaosi and the seven old men's bowls.

The seven old men couldn't help but turn their backs and wipe a handful of tears. Junchao, you little turtle son, how did you do such a thing?

Hongmei raised her in the house of the seventh old man for more than a week, and finally said that she would no longer live there. It's always a little inconvenient for a girl's house to live in the home of two strange old people. She also didn't want to watch the two old men go about their work all day long.

The wound will always have to scab, and after a long time, it will only be a dark scar, and it will be numb, and there will be no pain. No matter what, life always has to go on, maybe after this rainy day, there is a different scenery ahead. Those youthful reckless impulses are like a small whirlpool in the river of life.

When Hongmei left, the seven old men gave her 2,000 yuan, and no matter how he said it, he felt sorry for Hongmei. Although the mistake was made by Sun Zi Junchao, the seven old men always felt that they had lost their children.

This handsome matter made the seven old men spend almost 8,000 yuan before and after. The seven old men were really a little distressed. He can't earn more than 10,000 yuan a year.

Hongmei left, and the two old men felt that their hearts were empty all of a sudden.

At dinner, Liu Xiaosi habitually set up three pairs of chopsticks. Then he smiled bitterly and said, "It's really old, I can't count it, this red plum is gone." ”

"Yes, Hongmei is gone, and we two old things are left." The seven old men looked at the courtyard that was about to go dark, and there was no longer the shadow of the red plum.

It was raining again in the yard. In the rain, the branches of the old apricot tree by the fence were slanted, and the pink buds were bulging and cracking.

"The old apricot tree is about to bloom."