Chapter Ninety-Six: Death and Rebirth
The scorching sun, the wilderness, the wild grass, the distant mountain shadows, swirled in front of her eyes, she was sweating, heartbroken, dizzy, she didn't know where she was going, just groggily followed the green willow in the wilderness.
The scenery in front of her was spinning, turning faster and faster, as if she was stepping on cotton, she exhaled into the sky, her body slumped, and the cries of Cuiliu and Shu Zhi rose in her ears, but after a while, she couldn't hear anything.
She began to dream, a very long dream, a very terrible dream, she dreamed that Zhou's house was on fire, so big and big, the whole yard was crackling, many people were crying for help and running in the firelight, the Japanese devils took spears, bayonets kept killing these people, they fell one by one in the frightened and piercing screams.
She heard Mrs. Zhou screaming, Master Zhou was crying, around the roaring campfire, they arrested Ryan, they laughed at his disability, tied his hands and feet, stuffed him in a big black bag, only showed his head outside, gagged his mouth with a cloth, and then tortured him with one punch, one person and one kick, and destroyed him, oh God, they treated him like a doll, they didn't give him any dignity, they didn't give him any humanity, they watched him beat because he couldn't stand steadily, they grinned excitedly, Laugh like a beast screaming.
They smashed him on the back with *, trying to make him kneel, but he stubbornly endured it, and he didn't kneel alive or dead, so they kicked his knee socket with their feet, and he fell, and fell to the ground with a pop, and his forehead hit the ground heavily, and blood flowed.
Mrs. Zhou rushed in, her hair was disheveled, her shirt was open, she was brandishing a kitchen knife in her hand, she was crazy, and shouted: "Don't hit him, don't hit him......." and rushed towards the campfire while shouting, and there were several Japanese soldiers behind her to arrest her.
Mrs. Zhou swung two knives back, desperately broke free, and threw herself towards the bonfire, Mrs. Zhou pushed away the two Japanese soldiers around the bonfire like crazy, rushed up and hugged her poor child tightly, crying and tearing off the black cover, Mrs. Zhou was about to bend down with a kitchen knife to cut the rope that tied Ryan's hands and feet, the Japanese soldiers around her took advantage of her unpreparedness, kicked her to the ground, and the kitchen knife in her hand was thrown far away. Four or five Japanese soldiers chased out from behind, cursing in their mouths, and stepped forward to grab Mrs. Zhou's hair and dragged it aside, Mrs. Zhou kicked her legs, struggled desperately, and shouted: "Ryan! Ryan! ”
Ryan was like a chair and a table, and they threw him into the fire, and sparks flew everywhere. Mrs. Zhou was crazy, struggling out, and a piece of her hair was torn off, but she didn't care about the pain, threw herself into the fire, pulled her son out of the fire, and slapped out the flames on his body, the Japanese soldiers around him laughed, Mrs. Zhou didn't care about their wild laughter, and stepped forward to untie the rope on Ryan's body, but the rope was tied with a dead knot, and it couldn't be untied for a while, Mrs. Zhou grabbed the rope and opened her mouth to bite.
She bit the finger-thick hemp rope urgently, grinding her mouth full of blood and still didn't stop, after a while, the Japanese soldiers felt tired, one of them let out a roar, suddenly picked up the bayonet and stabbed it at Ryan, Ryan twitched twice and stopped moving, Mrs. Zhou screamed bitterly, pounced on her son, her child, her poor child, blood flowed from his chest, this is her blood, this is her flesh and bones......
It's all over, Ryan opened his big eyes, looking at the starry sky, the night sky was like a black canvas decorated with broken diamonds, ah, how beautiful the universe was, and why did the world become so ugly?
His life was short and miserable, with a sick body, a broken face, a humble heart, and a lonely life, only Mei Ruojun painted a "butterfly love flower" in his life, which gave his life beauty and color, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and with his attachment to her, he finished his hurried life.
Mrs. Zhou cried loudly, grief, despair, and angrily rushed to the Japanese soldier who killed Ryan, how could those Japanese soldiers be afraid of a middle-aged woman?
Coaxed laughter and scattered around, and after a while, they gathered to tease her, this grabbed her hair, that pulled her clothes, wanted to come forward and insult her, Mrs. Zhou looked at the ugly perverted and distorted face coldly, suddenly sneered, snorted, glanced at the rockery by the lotus pond, suddenly she saw Magpie Xi standing by the pool, shaking her head helplessly, her eyes were full of sadness and pity, Mrs. Zhou's heart was cold, maybe everything has cause and effect, everything has retribution, before everyone can react, she suddenly rushed to the rockery by the lotus pond, hit his head on the rockery, and suddenly burst out, and he was out of breath on the spot.
The dream gradually changed, she felt that she was fluttering back to the chrysanthemum garden, the window of the chrysanthemum garden was a bright and bright sunshine, the room was golden and misty, Ryan stood tall in front of the window, wearing a blue-gray gown, with a navy blue satin coat, elegant and handsome, he turned around slowly, the face was handsome and beautiful like a jade carving. Healthy and rosy lips, smiling slightly, and a pair of bright eyes full of tenderness.
"Ruojun!" He gently called her and stretched out his hand to her, and she walked up to him, touched his face, and said in surprise, "Ryan, your face is better." You...... You're so beautiful. She choked up.
She was fascinated by him, she was still so superficial, she blamed herself in her heart, he seemed to see through her thoughts, laughed, showing white and neat teeth: "Everyone has a love for beauty, you don't have to be so yourself." Go to Ruikang, he loves you and waits for you. ”
He put her hand to his lips and kissed it: "Don't cry, Ruojun, we will meet again." Believe me. ”
She hugged him tightly, and he kissed her hair, letting go of her lovingly.
"Sister Ruojun!" A childish and sweet call, oh my God, it was Xiao Xunmei, who she thought about day and night, and cried for her day and night, she was still wearing that red dress, with a red ribbon tied on her braids, blinking her bright eyes, and smiling sweetly: "Sister, I love you so much." Thank you for taking care of me for so long. ”
Ruojun took her into his arms and held her little face: "Sister is sorry for you and didn't take care of you." ”
Xun Mei smiled and shook her head, and said, "Sister, we are here to pick up the little sister." ”
"Little sister?" Ruojun looked at them suspiciously.
At this time, I don't know when Ryan has an extra baby on his hand, white and chubby, very cute.
Ryan smiled: "Ruojun, you see, this is our daughter, as beautiful as you. ”
Ruojun was suddenly frightened, and his back was cold...... Touching her stomach, a sharp pain suddenly blurred the scene in front of her, she began to struggle with the sharp pain, something seemed to be falling in her stomach, she knew badly, but she was too tired to move.
Eventually, her hearing began to work first......
"Oh, no, the child can't be saved...... Preparing for surgery" was the first sentence that came into her ears, and her heart sank......
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Does white represent death? White, a large patch of white, does it mean that everything has returned to its origin, and everything has changed from something to nothing? She felt that her body was as light as a feather, flying in a white cloud, she couldn't see anything, white, only white, she only heard her own breathing, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes into her ears, she lay on the white hospital bed, consciousness slowly returned to her mind, trying to open her eyes.
What came into view was Meng Shuzhi's worried little face, his two thick black eyebrows were frowning tightly, and there was too much pain and sorrow in his eyes that did not match his age, as well as hatred.
Ahem, poor child, Ruojun looked at him weakly, and he looked at her without saying a word.
"Grandma, are you awake?" Cuiliu walked up and excitedly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand.
"Kid...... Child .......," she asked in a weak voice.
The grief in Cuiliu's eyes deepened, tears poured out of her eyes like a tide, and she couldn't spit out half a word sadly, covering her mouth tightly and shaking her head gently.
She wanted to cry, but she was so weak that she couldn't even cry out loud, she just kept crying, opening her mouth and breathing violently, like a dying fish.
"Grandma, don't be sad, the doctor said that you are very weak and can't be too sad."
Ryan, Ryan, her heart cried out, God, why didn't God even give her a chance to atone for her sins.
She fainted, woke up, fainted again, tossed and turned for three days and three nights, she thought she would die, or go crazy, but God did not seem to intend to end her suffering, she survived, her sanity was normal, and she gradually recovered.
After he woke up, he saw that he was haggard and demented, and at least ten years old, Master Zhou, who was ten years old, knew that his dream was so highly consistent with what really happened.
Ryan died under the bayonet, Mrs. Zhou died headlong on the rockery by the lotus pond, Yanxi was raped and killed, Zhou Gui was shot, Zhao's mother died of a heart attack, the Zhou family compound was occupied by the Japanese as a headquarters, and the Zhou family was destroyed and gone.
Zhou Fu spent a lot of money to bribe Japanese officers and translators, so that he could escort Master Zhou out.
Although there were five living people gathered in the ward, it was a dead silence, the home was gone, the relatives were gone, everything was over, no one spoke, and no one wanted to speak, at this time the door of the ward opened, and a man of twenty-seven or eighteen years old, very energetic, looked at the situation in the house, and walked in gently.
"Oh, Mr. Ding." Cuiliu greeted him and said: "You are here, our young grandmother has woken up, this is our master." ”
"Hello Mr. Zhou, my name is Ding Xiaohui, and I am glad to meet you." The man generously introduced himself.
Master Zhou looked sluggish, glanced at him, nodded, shook hands with him weakly, and said, "Oh, you are Mr. Ding, I heard Cuiliu say, thanks to your help, I was able to save my daughter-in-law's life." Thank you very much. ”
"You're welcome, the world is difficult, now is the time for our people to unite and help each other."
Ding Xiaohui glanced at Mei Ruojun, who was half-lying and half-sitting on the hospital bed, she also looked up at him, nodded and smiled reluctantly, and didn't pay attention to what he looked like, only knowing that he was wearing glasses and was about the same height as Ruikang, Mei Ruojun was immersed in great grief at this time, and she didn't know what earth-shaking changes this man would bring to her fate. Now she only knows that her life was saved by him, but she is not very grateful for his approach, her husband is dead, her child is dead, her love is also dead, she doesn't know what reason to live, she is completely a lonely and superfluous wanderer, it is better to die and go with Ryan.
He was struck by her pale face and desperate look, he had never seen such lifeless eyes, and after she had greeted him, he turned his face out the window, and he could feel that she was not happy that she had escaped death......
He smiled himself and said, "The doctor just told me that this lady is fine, and she will be discharged from the hospital in two days." ”
"Oh, thank you, Mr. Ding....... but ......" Zhou Fu was a little embarrassed and pulled Ding Xiaohui aside, and said softly: "Mr. Ding, I know that you have helped us a lot, but our home is occupied by the Japanese, and we ...... Cough...... Temporarily shy...... You see...... Can you ask the hospital to give us a few days of grace, as long as a few days, I can raise money. Zhou Fu assured.
Ding Xiaohui smiled heartily: "Oh, it's okay, the dean is my friend, I'll go say hello, besides, I can still get the money." You don't have to take it to heart, it's fate to meet it. ”
"How embarrassing is this, I'll give you an IOU, you tell me the address in the house, and when I raise money, I'll send it to you."
"Alas, don't say such things, I'm not a local, I don't have a fixed residence, don't mind. Where do you plan to stay after you are discharged from the hospital? Why don't I find you a place to live? ”
"Oh, no, no, we still have a few relatives and friends in the city, don't bother Mr. Ding." Zhou Fu said this because he didn't want to owe Ding Xiaohui too much favor, but in fact, he didn't know where to go in his heart.
"Okay, then I'll go first, and you don't have to worry about the money." Ding Xiaohui said goodbye to everyone with a smile, only Mei Ruojun on the hospital bed did not say goodbye to him, he glanced at her, she was still looking out the window in a daze, as if everything in this world had nothing to do with her, sighed secretly, and walked out of the door.
After Ding Xiaohui left, the Zhou family began to discuss where to settle down, although the Zhou family has many properties in the city, but at this time they are all rented out, and they can't drive the tenants away, even if they want to drive away the tenants, they have to pay the other party's deposit, and they are almost penniless at this time, Master Zhou sighed and fell into the chair, he has no strength to think about these things now, he has lost his wife, son, grandson, Zhou family compound, lost the roots of the Zhou family, he has lost everything, he is the same as Ruojun, in fact, he has despaired of life.
Seeing that the host didn't speak, Zhou Fu and Cuiliu couldn't either, so they had to stand aside and sigh.
"Let's go to Mei's house!" Mei Ruojun suddenly proposed.
The Mei family, the shabby and chilling Mei family's small courtyard, the small courtyard that even the Zhou family's servants once looked down on, has now become the best shelter.