Doctor Bai used a bunch of Western medicines on Li Xiangqin, and she was finally able to open her eyes, but she found that everything in front of her had changed, and she had become so strange, but so familiar-

The snow-white ceiling reflects the light of incandescent tubes, and half a bottle of glucose water hangs from the stand.

Is she dreaming, or is she being saved?

In the last moment, she was still struggling in the cold and bone-chilling water, calling the heavens and the earth to be ineffective, no matter how she floated and floated, how she shouted for help, and the last thing she remembered was her cousin's extremely distorted face and the cold back of her cousin who disappeared into the night after she was gone.

It was the woman who usually looked innocent and harmless that she was so cruel that she was put to death and pushed her into the river!

The fishy river water poured into her mouth and flowed into her lungs, and the suffocating feeling of life was worse than death, which still makes her whole body cells tremble and tremble!

It is better to drown in the flood river than to live for a long time.

Alive...... It's not like you're going to the Li family to be tortured and bullied!

In desperation, Li Xiangqin looked at Duan Qiuping.

Is she dead, or is she going back in time?

Otherwise, how could she meet her mother, who died five years ago......

Li Xiangqin thought that she had seen Duan Qiuping just now, but when she rolled her eyes to take a closer look, she couldn't see that familiar figure.

Could it be that in the dark, her mother blessed her in heaven.

What happened to her after her accident?

Li Xiangqin thought hard, and a white light flashed through her mind, as if there were countless swords and swords slashing her nerves.

She wanted to press her forehead with a sharp tearing pain, but the strength in her body seemed to be drained, and her limbs were numb as if they didn't belong to her.

Not to mention raising her hand, she didn't even have the strength to speak at the moment, and it was like a piece of coals in her throat, burning and painful.

Li Xiangqin closed her eyes and let two tears slide down the corners of her eyes.

Hearing a series of footsteps, she hurriedly opened her eyes again.

Duan Qiuping led the white-coated doctor to her bedside. "Doctor, take a look!"

The familiar voice remembered, and Parsley's heart suddenly throbbed, and a faint light rekindled in her gloomy eyes.

Her mother's worried face broke into her vision again.

If it was a dream, she would rather it go on......

Ignored by Li Xiangqin, the white-coat doctor put the stethoscope in his pocket and adjusted the infusion tube with his hands, and he always had a reassuring smile on his face.

He said unhurriedly, "It's good to wake up." This child is malnourished and severely anemic, and when you bring it back, you will have to take care of her. ”

Duan Qiuping half-knelt at the head of the bed, her rough palm caressing the yellow withered hair like parsley flax. She couldn't help crying with joy and tears, her trembling lips closed one by one, and she gently repeated what Dr. Bai Coat's words had just said, "It's good to wake up, it's ......good to wake up."

Xiangqin really wanted to call "Niang" at the moment to confirm whether Duan Qiuping in front of her was a real existence of flesh and blood. She tried several times, but she couldn't make a sound, as if a fire had burned her throat.

Despite her sour eyes, Parsley refused to blink, looking greedily at her mother's face full of vicissitudes, praying that time would freeze for this second.

According to the doctor's instructions, Duan Qiuping moistened the clean cotton wool with boiled water, and gently dipped the soaked cotton wool in the chapped lips of parsley.

A warm current welled up in Parsley's heart, and at this moment she felt like she was in heaven.

In the evening, the last rays of the setting sun are submerged on the horizon. Night bats from all directions flew across the royal blue sky.

I don't know which naughty child's prank broke the lampshade of the street lamp in front of the clinic. It was probably the damage to the line, or perhaps it was in disrepair, and the street lights were flickering on and off with a dim glow.

The clinic has a policy that patients are not allowed to stay overnight.

After the parsley infusion, it is necessary to leave the clinic before it is too late.

Duan Wen not only paid for the medical expenses, but also borrowed a tricycle from a relative's family in the same village.

Xiangqin was lying on the tricycle, looking at the scenery that could be touched in front of her, and she was more and more confused.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the yellow leaves are rustling.

The dusk, which is as cool as well water, is reflected in the sparkling eyes of parsley. She remembers...... She clearly remembered that it should be a snowy winter day in 1992!

As soon as you close your eyes and open your eyes, has it been a few spring and autumn seasons......

No, no, no-

Xiangqin's heart is full of contradictions and suspicions, and she can't figure it out.

Autumn and winter have changed, and she has seen her mother, who died five years ago, and Parsley remembers that the street lights in front of this clinic have long been renewed.

If the qiē she wakes up to experience isn't dreaming, then what's the reasonable explanation?

Just as Parsley was meditating, a whistling suddenly sounded in her ears—

Bang dang - bang dang -

In the midst of the bumps, she felt herself descending rapidly, and then her eyes went dark, and a cold concrete roof lay between her and the inky blue sky, and the whistling sound was still endless.

Parsley remembers this culvert, above which is the railway, and at the moment a train is passing by.

The tricycle stopped for a moment, Duan Qiuping and Duan Wen came up from the tricycle at the same time, and the two pushed the tricycle one after the other to climb the hill with difficulty.

After the culvert, you will arrive at Duanjiazhuang.

Dou was cooking dinner, waiting for the three of them to return.

Considering Parsley's physical condition, Dou only planned to cook a pot of sweet potato porridge.

The small courtyard is like a narrow corridor, and a mud wall on the east side gives people a strong sense of disobedience, and dry wheat straw can be seen from the uneven wall. A pinch of a stalk that is almost about to fall off can bring down a piece of wall blank.

Dou was busy going in and out of the less than 40-square-meter room, and there was a honeycomb coal stove made of clay on the west side of the door.

Half an hour earlier, she had pried the round plug at the lower end of the stove with tongs.

At the moment, half a pot of water was boiling on the stove.

She made a bowl of batter with an iron bowl with her face, and then she sat on a low bench by the stove with the batter in it, waiting for the water in the steel pot to boil.

The water in the pot made a slight sizzling sound, and Dou's eyes were out of focus, and he seemed to be looking at the stove in a daze.

The scene where Duan Qiuping came home with parsley on her back, she always lingered. Her daughter married into Lijia Village, how her life was, she and Duan Wen knew it.

Just now, Duan Wen went home to get money to pay Xiangqin for medical expenses, and Dou Shi mentioned to him that Duan Qiuping must have brought Xiangqin back after something happened to the Li family this time.

At that time, Duan Wen was silent, took the money and left.

Dou sighed bitterly, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the water in the pot had been boiled.

She placed the lid of the pot in front of the stove and poured the batter from the bowl into the pot in circles, which quickly suppressed the boiling water.

Dou Shi copied a round spoon and pushed a pot of white flour porridge, and when the porridge boiled again, she got up and went into the house to bring the sweet potatoes peeled and cut into pieces on the board and poured them into the pot.

After the sweet potatoes were boiled, Dou got out of the pot, re-plugged the round lid at the lower end of the stove, and added a pot of water to the stove and slowly boiled.