Liu Dong did not die young, thanks to the help of Tian Liaoshen and Yang Peipei's family. They sent Wang Guixiang milk powder and some money, although their address and name were not stated, Wang Guixiang knew that this was an effort made by Yang Peipei's family.

Although these aids are a drop in the bucket, they often save Liu Dong's life at the most critical time. When Liu Dong was two years old, he suffered from a strange disease, his stomach was swollen like a hill, and the child's eyes were bulging and his muscles were exposed, and he couldn't eat for several days, so he could only drink some water. They wanted to treat the child, but they couldn't come up with a penny, so Wang Guixiang went to the neighbor to borrow money with tears in her eyes. The neighbor's life is not richer than Wang Guixiang's family, and since Liu Dong, their family has borrowed white flour to corn flour in the end, and has borrowed the whole village, and until now they still can't meet these favors. At that time, a bowl and a half bowl of noodles might be able to save a person's life, and food was more valuable than gold, what a great favor this was. Now, the child is in danger, and they can only beg the owner to borrow from the west, and the whole village has been traveled, and they only borrow a piece of five cents. Liu Erga and Wang Guixiang returned home and looked at Liu Dong, who was lying on the kang and dying, and could only wash their faces with helpless tears. They asked themselves in their hearts, is a good child going to leave like this?

That afternoon, the township postman sent them a remittance slip of 20 yuan, and there was no need to ask, it was the money sent by Yang Peipei's family. It was those twenty yuan that saved Liu Dong's life. In fact, the child is not suffering from a serious disease, but a digestive disorder caused by malnutrition. After two days in the hospital, Liu Dong was discharged, and the rest of the money was used to buy some condensed milk for the child, because buying condensed milk is cheaper than milk powder. In this way, Yang Peipei's family supported Wang Guixiang's family through the most difficult time.

When Liu Dong was three years old, ****** ended, and his life changed a lot from before. The eldest Liu Shu is already in the third grade of primary school, and Liu Cao is seven years old and is going to school. The three children are like three steps, standing there in a staggered manner.

Wang Guixiang sighed with a sense of accomplishment: Three children are just right, if there is one more, I am afraid that I will not be able to raise it.

In the past three years, she has been worried that her husband Liu Erga complained about her giving away her children, and from time to time she will think about it, and when she thinks about it, her heart is very empty.

For so many years, the family has been busy making a living, and staying alive has become their only goal, and they really rarely have time to think about Liu Dong's younger brother.

Liu Erga and Wang Guixiang knew in their hearts that if they didn't give their children away, maybe the two children wouldn't be alive now, and they felt content with today's life.

At night, the children are asleep, Liu Erga and Wang Guixiang lie on the kang, and in the time of the day, they only have time and mood to talk. Most of what they said revolved around Liu Dong's younger brother, and they gave birth to four children, only the youngest was not around, and that child became their distant thoughts. They poured more thoughts and all kinds of imagination into the children who didn't know the news from afar.

Wang Guixiang said: I don't know what happened to that child?

They don't know what the child's name is now, and they can't name the child, in their case, before the child goes to school, the family and the people around them only call the child by his nickname, and the name is given to the child's household registration. In the days that followed, when they mentioned Tamura, they would call "that child."

Liu Erga looked at the ceiling: You can't be wrong, you are a senior cadre in the army, can you lose the child?

I don't know what the child looks like?

Wang Guixiang still saw it once when Tamura was 100 days old, and now that the children are three years old, she has never seen it again. Ten fingers connected to the heart, she is Tamura who was pregnant in October, although she has not raised him for a day, but in fact, he is still her child, and she can't help but remember it in her heart.

Liu Erga listened to Wang Guixiang's exclamation and also fell into imagination. After a while, he said helplessly: Maybe we won't see that child in this life.

When Wang Guixiang heard this, there were tears in the corners of her eyes, which only she could feel in the dark.

After a while, she choked up and said, "If that child can come back and call me mom on the day I die, it will be considered that I haven't given birth to him in vain."

Liu Erga seemed to be angry, and he was a little impatient: If the child is given away, it is given away, don't think about it anymore.

Wang Guixiang is a woman after all, she said to the sad place, snorted and said: He was born to me, if you don't let me think about it, I don't want to?

Liu Erga turned around and lay on the kang, rolled a paper cigarette, inhaled it deeply and shallowly, and then said: That child must be blesser than Liu Dong, he is from the city, his father is a high-ranking cadre, and the child will not be wrong in the future.

No matter how well he lives in the future, I'm his mother, and you're his father.

Hearing Wang Guixiang say this, Liu Erga didn't say anything anymore, twisted his head, looked at the three children lying on the kang, and coughed: Being a father and mother is a cheap life, and how many children you have is a thought.

Wang Guixiang sighed again: I really want to see that child, even a glance.

You will die of this heart, the children who are sent out, the water that is spilled, how can there be a reason to take it back.

Wang Guixiang said aggrievedly: I didn't want to come back, I just wanted to take a look.

Liu Erga waved his hand and persuaded seriously: People send us money and things, why don't you dare to keep your real name and address? It's not that we're afraid to disturb people. If you're going to see your child at this time, what will people think?

Wang Guixiang said faintly: This is the reason, but I can't help but think about the child.

Don't think about it anymore in the future, the child is someone else's, it has nothing to do with you, we can't do that kind of thing that doesn't count. Don't forget that people don't help us less, if it weren't for their help, we Liu Dong would be where we are today?

Wang Guixiang stopped talking, she covered herself in the quilt and shed tears silently. In the days to come, when she thought of the child, she would always shed tears silently, and the distant child became a piece of her heart.

Three-year-old Liu Dong has just been able to walk, and his small body looks completely malnourished.

As soon as Wang Guixiang saw Liu Dong in front of her, her face was sad, she sometimes looked at Liu Dong blankly, muttering to herself: I don't know how tall your brother has grown.

Liu Dong asked in confusion: My brother, where is my brother?

Wang Guixiang knew that she was speechless, and hurriedly interrupted: I'm talking nonsense.

Liu Dong staggered forward, he saw a group of ants moving on the ground, so he squatted down, and said while watching: It is going to rain when the ants move, it is raining, it is bubbling, and Wang Ba is wearing a straw hat.

When Wang Guixiang heard this, he scolded loudly: Dong, don't talk nonsense.

Liu Dong was stopped by his mother, so he shouted even more vigorously: Wang Ba is wearing a straw hat.

When he was eight years old, Liu Dong went to school.

On the day he went to school, his sister Liu Cao led him to school, Liu Cao was already a fourth-grade student that year, and his brother Liu Shu was already in junior high school.

Liu Cao took Liu Dong to the first-grade teacher and said to the teacher: This is my younger brother, his name is Liu Dong.

Teachers have to take a test for new students, and those who are unresponsive or stunted are always persuaded to go back to school next year. This test method is also very simple, that is, let the child count, if you can count to fifty, you will be qualified, and if you can count to one hundred, you will be excellent.

The teacher asked Liu Dong to count, Liu Dong glanced at his sister, and Liu Cao said: The teacher asks you to count, you can count.

Liu Dong counted 1510, counted to 100 without stopping, and when he was about to count, the teacher waved his hand and said, "Okay."

Then, the teacher wrote "excellent" after Liu Dong's name on the form. Liu Dong also wants to perform a song, and that song is "I Love Beijing Tiananmen". This is what he learned from his sister Liu Cao, he likes this song very much, as soon as he sings this song, he thinks of a radiant city tower, that tower is Tiananmen Square, Tiananmen Square is in a place called Beijing, he has seen it in his sister's textbook. He liked this song because he liked the radiant castle tower.

Unfortunately, the teacher didn't let him sing, so he asked his sister to take him to the first-grade classroom. He could only sing the song in his heart, and then the radiant tower flashed in front of his eyes.

Liu Dong began his study life in September 1968.