Wen Mei underwent cesarean section surgery on the third day to take out a baby boy, because it was a premature baby with poor physical development, and was carried into the incubator by the nurse as soon as he was born.

The child is extremely beautiful, and the big black eyes that have just been born are as gripping as glass beads, which provoked Yuexi to kiss several times through the glass, and when she returned to the ward, she praised her repeatedly, which made Wenmei's heart itch as much as a cat scratching.

Xiao Luo made a gesture to drive Yuexi out, "You know that Wen Mei is weak and can't look like a child, just run over and take a look, you have to be envious, you say you should fight." ”

Yuexi raised her hands and hid back, giggling while dodging, "Don't hit me, I just watched the child look beautiful and couldn't help but come over and say, Sister Wenmei, don't worry, the child is very strong, and it is estimated that he will be able to take it out after two or three days." ”

There was a lot of joy in the ward, Lu Hanchuan's stinky face that had been posing for two days finally showed signs of clearing, and he didn't even frown when Yuexi was chattering around him to describe the child's appearance.

The sky had just cleared outside, and the wisps of sunlight fell on the white floor of the hospital through the glass window, and Wen Mei's originally pale face was also illuminated by the sunlight as if it were transparent, she wanted to laugh, but every time she laughed, it would affect the wound in her abdomen, and it hurt so much that her internal organs were stirred together.

The principal walked to the window without saying a word and pulled the curtains, the room suddenly became much darker, the old man turned around, the loose skin on his face trembled slightly, "The child will be handed over to me to raise, I will definitely love him as my own grandson, and you will be treated in the hospital with peace of mind in the next time, don't think about it extraordinarily." ”

Wen Mei looked at him with red eyes, his lips trembled for a long time, and finally spit out a "good" word.

In order to celebrate the successful birth of Wenmei's child, Yuexi deliberately went out to buy a lot of dishes, and specially begged the proprietress in the store to stew chicken soup, there were too many things, or Lu Hanchuan came to pick her up and go to the hospital.

When passing by the clothing store, the little girl couldn't help but run in and buy cotton clothes with tiger ears, and she had to ask Lu Hanchuan to also pick a pair of tiger head shoes as a meeting gift for the child.

Wen Mei drank half a bowl of soup under Xiao Luo's persuasion, and as soon as she put down the bowl, she turned her head and vomited so much that no one had the heart to eat a good table of meals, Lu Hanchuan put down his chopsticks and turned his head directly to find a doctor.

The doctor was helpless about the situation, Wen Mei had just finished the operation, his body was weak, he couldn't withstand the high-intensity treatment, and he could only prescribe some resistant drug-assisted treatment at the moment, no matter how Lu Hanchuan resolutely retained, the doctor shook his head and left.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely quiet, Wen Mei leaned on the head of the bed and stared at the closed window, her chapped lips opened and closed with a slight sound, and Xiao Luo leaned over to hear her talking about the curtains.

The curtains were opened, and the bright sunlight fell on the room again, and in the bright light she seemed to see the clouds floating in the sky, behind which were ethereal snow-capped mountains, and she knew that there was a famous temple in the Tibetan region.

In the past, my mother believed in Buddhism, and always liked to go to the temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha, and several times she also followed, accompanying her mother to kneel on the futon and listen to the gray-bearded old monk chanting, she didn't understand, she only felt that the smell of incense in the temple was too heavy, and the nose was itchy.

After going there twice, she refused to follow again, and by then her father was already obsessed with gambling, and every time he lost money and got drunk, he would come back to beat his mother, and she watched her mother open the medicine box with her head full of blood to bandage her wounds.

Every time she saw her mother kneeling in front of the Buddha reverently, she would flash that scene in her head, she was young and vigorous, and always felt that her mother was the stupidest woman in the world, who did not know how to fight and struggle, and relied on the Buddha who did not exist to seek psychological comfort.

That winter, her mother was beaten so that she never got up again, she brought hot water to the bed, and her mother grabbed her hand and asked her to go to the temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha instead of herself, she cried and agreed, but ran to the snow and sat for a whole day.

When she returned home before nightfall, she was greeted by her mother's cold corpse, and a dilapidated home, with bedrooms and kitchens all turned upside down, and worn-out clothes scattered all over the floor, and tears on her mother's face almost frozen in the ravines.

She cried all night holding her mother's body, and when she woke up the next day, her legs were frozen and unconscious, she found a cart from the backyard, and went to the funeral home with a futon wrapped around her mother's body.

Burying her mother cost all her savings, and when she came out of the cemetery, she showed a sad smile to the white earth, that is, she really thought of death, but as long as she thought of her mother kneeling quietly in front of the Buddha and chanting, she had no courage to die.

She came to the temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha according to her mother's wishes, and after the incense, the old monk who chanted the scriptures blocked her way, and lay a thin bank card in the palm of her hand holding the Buddha beads, "This is what your mother left you." ”

She pinched the bank card and knelt in front of the Buddha and cried, it turned out that every time her mother went to the temple to burn incense was to save money, the kind-hearted old monk kept all the money for her, and every transaction was clearly recorded in the book, a ten-year account book, recording all the struggles and struggles of the mother.

She fled from her father with the money her mother left her, opened a small shop in Tibet, and survived on the skills her mother taught her.

But she despised the impermanence of fate, and her father found her after going around and around, and she became a shadow of her mother, living in pain and fear all day long; She fell in love with a man who was not worth entrusting her life, and after a short period of happiness, she was given the fate of being abandoned; She is terminally ill, and in order to save her child, she struggles with the disease every day, and in order not to worry the people around her, she has to tell the truth of the lie......

She was really tired, Xiao Luo told her to live well, even if it was for the sun tomorrow, but she looked at the golden sunlight outside the window, but she couldn't feel the temperature of the sun.

Xiao Luo hugged her to sleep at night, she leaned on Xiao Luo's shoulder like a child and whispered: "When I was a child, the girl in the neighbor's house was the same age as me had a brother who was a few years older than her, and every time someone bullied her, she had to run to her brother to support her, I looked very envious, crying and running to my mother to ask for my brother, but where did my mother conjure up a brother for me?" ”

Wen Mei smiled lightly, "I wasn't happy, so I pestered her and said that it was okay to have a sister, at that time I felt that I was not afraid of having an older brother and sister...... You're two years younger than me, but you're much more mature than me, always taking care of me like a big sister when I'm helpless. I was such a failure in comparison. ”

Xiao Luo held her palm, "No, in fact, I am also envious of you, envy your bravery and recklessness, if I had half of your determination and courage, I would not be adrift in Tibet today." ”

"You shouldn't envy me, I'm so stupid......" Wen Mei shook his head, "If I didn't run outside for a whole day without emotion, my mother wouldn't have left me so early, I was all driven by blood, and in the end I was dragged by fate, and now I'm very tired, it doesn't matter if I live or die, the most important thing is my child......"

"Xiao Luo, the principal, he is old, and he really doesn't have the energy to support a child, and I can't bear to watch him live an unstable life for a child's old age. If you can, find an innocent and good family for me to send it over, I have inquired, there are several families without children nearby, and it hurts him to go. ”

Wen Mei really couldn't speak, tears flowed down in tears, buried in the pillow and cried for a while, then raised his head and continued: "I have already thought of the child's name, so it is called Yixu...... If the family wants to give him a new name, they will do it, as long as they can be good to the child, I don't ask for anything. ”

Xiao Luo squeezed her palm tightly, "I will raise the child for you, as my own son, I will raise you for one day if you stay in the hospital, and I will raise it for one year if you stay in the hospital for a year, until the day you recover, I will put the child in your hands." ”

Wen Mei cried even harder, and the whimpering cry was mixed with the bleak autumn wind outside the window, which broke people's hearts and livers.

On the other side, the crying was also terrible, Sister-in-law Li's eyes were so swollen that she couldn't see the road clearly, she pushed open the door and crashed directly into Yi Zeran's arms, and the hand that wiped her tears when Song Boyuan reached out and pulled it away had not been put down, and the other fat arm was trembling and pointing to the ward, and she didn't make a sound for a long time.

Yi Zeran almost rushed into the ward, and when he really saw his mother lying on the hospital bed and dying, he stopped abruptly, his mother was thin again, a dry layer of skin was attached to the raised cheekbones, and the cloudy eyes were very large, and the pupils were constricted, which was extremely terrifying.

The expression on his face was rippling, like a strong wind blowing on the originally calm sea, and the waves were flying up layer after layer, and finally turned into monstrous waves, setting off thousands of waves to swallow the sun and the moon, as if he wanted to swallow life into his belly.

Yi Mu looked at him, and the hand that was placed on the side of the bed was finally lifted with difficulty after several strokes, and her dry wood-like fingers swung at Yi Zeran, making a muffled sound in her throat.

Yi Zeran felt a sharp pain in his heart, clenched his fists and strode to the bed.

Yi's mother touched his palm and finally stopped struggling, and lay on the bed and gasped for a long time before gradually calming down, "Child, mother may have to leave first, don't be sad, I'm content to live for so many years...... It's just your father, he's still lying in the hospital bed, so he should be happy to spend more time with him. ”

"Mother!" Yi Zeran squatted down, held his mother's hand tightly, and his voice couldn't stop trembling, "I will take care of my father, and I will take care of you, you have to rest well, I'll call a doctor!" ”

"No need...... Yi Mu shook her head weakly, "God treats me well, and gives me many more years of life, the only thing I remember now is Xiao Luo, that child, lonely, how can you live?" ”