Chapter 41: The moonlight outside the window is like water

The upsurge of grasping the revolution and promoting production is rising wave after wave, and the life-saving penicloptomycin is still like a thousand years of snow and a thousand years of frost. Dahong tried his best to beg his acquaintances to buy medicine, but Juxiang was still often short of medicine and interrupted treatment. He watched her condition deteriorate day by day, and walked into the classroom worriedly, Hua Mei looked at it and said, "Dahong, worry about buying medicine for Juxiang again." "Yes, Liu Biqiong's father replied that the district hospital has been lacking. As the saying goes, there is no way to be endless, fallacy! Li Weiwei also called her father just now, and the person entrusted replied that although the county hospital has very little emergency inventory according to the regulations, it can only be used if the leaders above the county level are sick. Dahong, you have done your best, things are man-made, first of all, you have to be conditional. "Alas, I feel so helpless."

Dahong's eyes were moist, and Hua Mei persuaded: "In the world, as long as you do your best, thinking too much is torturing yourself." Cheer up, let's go and prepare for the program of the school art evening in the preparation class. Lao Tang repeatedly emphasized that this is a great display of the fruitful results of the school's opening of the school, and our class must not be left behind. ”

One afternoon, Ju Xiang struggled to get up from bed and looked in the mirror in a daze. Walking on a bamboo stick and falling to the intersection outside the courtyard, the most devout kneeling to worship the land bodhisattva, recalling the scene of kneeling and making a wish here with Dahong as a child:

"Brother Dahong, what wish did you make?"

"Be your bridegroom. What about you? ”

"Be your bride."

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Juxiang's tears rolled down like beads with broken threads: "Land Bodhisattva, I only ask you to bless my brother Dahong with peace and happiness in his life!" ”

On this night, the auditorium of Jiulong Middle School was brightly lit, and the Sichuan plate performance and singing "Song of Learning Agriculture" began: Huamei Liu Biqiong*** and other eight girls, red clothes and red pants tied with a blue embroidered short apron, holding a plate in their left hand and bamboo chopsticks in their right hand sliding and beating on the outer edge, the sound was crisp and pleasant. [Music bass.] Bees and butterflies dance from both ends of the stage, converging in the center to change formations.

Singing in unison: The spring breeze of opening the school is blowing, and the campus is changing day by day. Learn agricultural songs and sing in all directions, and be popular and specialize in educating newcomers. [The flute plays the lead and becomes a goose flying formation.] The music stops. Monologue: Look at the school farm, the autumn scenery is so good! [Music starts] sings in unison: the fruit is red, the melon is round. The fragrance of rice wafts through the mountains. [music stops] monologue: Look at the ridges, the red weeds dug out are so dazzling! [Music starts] sings in unison: Chubby and chubby, long shuttle and long shuttle, just like that fat doll, the red lotus is so big......

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Ju Xiang was exhausted from the illness in bed, sometimes falling asleep in a trance, sometimes waking up sweating. She struggled to open her eyes and saw Li De dozing on the edge of the bed, and the blind baby staring at the kerosene lamp in a daze. She asked in an extremely weak voice, "Brother, today is Saturday." Of course, the blind baby understood what she meant, and felt like a needle prick in her heart. said, "Ju Xiang, you just recovered your strength, lie down quietly for a while." Xiong Qiniang came to see you before and said that Dahong didn't come back. It's so late, he probably won't be back this week, not to mention how did he know that you suddenly became ill like this. Ju Xiang, my brother regrets that he shouldn't have forced you to go on a blind date in Chengdu...... Alas, you're going to die of this heart, ah. ”

The blind baby sobbed quietly. Ju Xiang didn't say anything more, turned over with difficulty, and her eyes slid down. I said in my heart: "It seems that I will never see him again in this life." Suddenly, there were two lines of hot tears on his face. In my mind, the scenes of her and Dahong's past have never been so clear as they are now: hide and seek among the cauliflower bushes, counting the stars under the yellow cypress tree, sweating like rain while working, especially the piccolo on the back mountain......

She reminisced and cried again and again in her heart, laughing again and again. She turned over with difficulty, and slowly opened her eyes, and the blind baby was also exhausted, and threw herself on the bedside drawer and dozed off. The dim kerosene lamp will extinguish the lack of oil. She silently said in her heart: "As soon as the oil in the lamp runs out, it should be self-extinguished...... No, I don't blink my eyes to death, I don't see what I do...... I want to live, I want to live for my big brother! ”

A muffled thunder exploded in her head, and she passed out. When I woke up after a while, I felt like a bundle of dry firewood, and the oil lamp on the bedside drawer seemed to be the last drop of oil before it went out. In her subconscious, she is like this lonely oil lamp, about to exhaust the last breath of her life soon. She struggled to turn her head and looked out the window:

The moonlight outside the window is like water, why hasn't the departed Milky Way returned? Last night's dense starlight, why are there only a few sparse blinking eyes tonight. Who is it, standing under the yellow cypress tree in a daze, counting the stars one by one, with tears on his face. Who is it, sitting lonely on the back mountain bag, crying and playing the piccolo, how to tear people's hearts apart.

"Brother Dahong, if there is an afterlife, I will love you and repay you with all my life!!"

The kerosene lamp on the bedside drawer went out in a flash, and the mournful cry of the blind baby Li De came from the room.