On August 9, 1980, in the Municipal Bureau of Cultural Relics, Song Ming was lying on his desk and concentrating on copywriting. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"He is worthy of being a model representative of our proletariat, his daughter-in-law is about to give birth, and he is still working here!" Captain Li walked in with a teacup and a smile.

Song Ming didn't raise his head and said, "I want to be an example for my soon-to-be-born daughter!" ”

"Medium! It seems that your daughter is destined to be a strong woman in the future, haha! ”

Song Ming and Captain Li are graduates of the same class, and the Municipal Cultural Relics Bureau assigned to them is also in the same archaeological team, so the relationship between the two naturally has nothing to say.

"Your daughter-in-law is about to give birth, right?" Song Ming put down his pen and chatted with Captain Li.

"It's early, it's the end of the month!"

"It's still early, you have to prepare in advance, you think you said that you will jump out on time when you give birth to her, haha!"

As soon as he talked about the child, Song Ming, who was about to become a father, became excited, and talked a lot: "It's a pity that they are all girls, otherwise our family will definitely have to order a doll!" ”

"It's so simple, let my younger siblings have a few more!"

"Yo, it's easy to say, why don't you have a few more, with our current salary, we can't afford to support any of them!"

"Alas...... The two of us are in the same disease! ”

"It's getting late, I have to rush to the hospital!" Song Ming looked at his watch and stood up.

"Workaholics still know how to be in a hurry?" Captain Li smiled.

"Haha, if you don't go back, your daughter won't recognize us in the future!"

Song Ming waved goodbye to Captain Li and hurriedly ran out of the gate.

It was raining heavily outside, and Song Ming didn't even bother to put on a raincoat in the back seat, so he rode his bicycle and rushed to the hospital. Singing loudly along the way, he made no secret of his excitement, and the bicycle was pedaled in an S shape through the crowd.

The man who is about to become a father is the most fulfilling person in the world.

On the bench of the hospital, Song Ming waited anxiously, sometimes standing up and lying in front of the door to look around, sometimes clasping his hands together and praying silently, the previous excitement had turned into the anxiety in his heart at the moment.

At one o'clock in the morning, with a loud cry, a small life came to this world, Song Ming's hanging heart instantly relaxed, and the excitement reoccupied every cell in the body, two steps and one step, rushing to the delivery room.

The wife was sweating profusely, and a smile was reluctant on her face, seeing that the mother and son were safe, Song Ming shook the hands of all the doctors one by one, and thanked them again and again, the doctors still had something to do, and they couldn't bear to sweep Song Ming's happiness, and they were very helpless.

In short, at that moment, Song Ming's heart was full of happiness, because he loved his wife deeply and loved this family deeply. But a subsequent physical examination report made the happy castle that had just been built in Song Ming's heart collapse instantly.

The nine words "cyanotic congenital heart disease" are like bullets that pierce Song Ming's heart. Song Ming clearly knows that with such severe congenital heart disease, the mortality rate of newborns is as high as 90%, and even if he is treated, there is no guarantee that he will be safe and sound in the future, and his salary of a few hundred yuan a month is simply not able to pay for the high cost of surgery.

Maybe it was the gap that fell to the trough in an instant after the great joy, which deeply stimulated Song Ming, and he suddenly fell silent, without saying a word, and slowly walked into the ward.

"Are you feeling better?" Song Ming reached out and gently wiped the beads of sweat from his wife's forehead.

"Hmm!" A happy smile appeared on his wife's face.

"Our girl doesn't have a name yet!"

"Girls are named by their fathers, listen to you!"

"Hmm...... Let me think...... Let's call it rain dew, she was born on a rainy day, when the first rays of the morning sun shine on the branches, the dew will sparkle, in the future, don't ask her to be as dazzling as the sun, to be able to make a pearl on the leaves! ”

"Song Yulu, it's so good, it's really the father who understands his daughter best!"

In fact, Song Ming knew that when the sun slowly rose, the dew on the branches would disappear, and her shining light was just a flash in the pan, which was the true portrayal of Song Ming's grief in his heart at this moment.

Before dawn, Song Ming walked out of the hospital and went to the home of Captain Li and his brother Song Liang, he never thought of giving up his daughter, he had to find a way to raise money, even if he was in debt for the rest of his life, he had to cure his daughter, although he knew that everyone was poor and white. Before leaving, Song Ming instructed the nurse not to tell his wife first.

But as soon as Song Ming left, the nurse said that she had leaked her mouth. The wife wanted to see her daughter, and the nurse opened her mouth and said, "The baby with congenital heart disease should lie in the intensive care unit and cannot move casually." ”

As a result, it can be imagined that his wife has just given birth to a child, and her body is already weak, how can she withstand such a sudden blow.

Song Ming returned empty-handed, but his wife suffered heavy postpartum hemorrhage and was dying, and soon passed away before the child.

Song Ming, who was desperate, picked up the child and walked out of the hospital with an expressionless face. In his heart, there was no more hope, and overnight, the whole world abandoned him.

Standing by the Luohe Bridge, the wind and drizzle were blowing in his face, Song Ming held his daughter tightly in his arms, her daughter was pale, her breathing was short, and she could barely hear her cry.

For a long time, Song Ming finally didn't have the courage to end the lives of the two, maybe it was his stubborn character who was unwilling to submit to the destiny of heaven, or maybe he thought of some impossible hopes.

Passing by the toy store in Qiaotou, Song Ming used all the money on his body to buy the most expensive rag doll in the store for his daughter. Holding his daughter, he walked up the mountain.

In the middle of the night, Song Ming came to the tomb of King Zhuang and kowtowed eighty-one times, praying for God's mercy, even though God had just played tricks on him. He loved his daughter dearly, and he had no choice but to believe in that ancient legend.

Song Ming put his daughter in the pit on the mausoleum, where there was no sun and no rain, in his heart, maybe he didn't believe in the legend at all, but he just hoped that his daughter would not be devastated by wind and rain after she died.

On the way back, Song Ming finally lost his strength and fell on the side of the road.

Since then, Song Ming seems to have changed as a person, silent all day long, nodding and smiling when he sees people, no one knows what he is thinking, but everyone knows that there is pain buried deep in his heart, so no one wants to mention and comfort.

Many years later, Song Ming appeared in the underground black market, relying on the background of the underworld, he monopolized the underground cultural relics trade throughout the country and even abroad, and became a black and white mountain that no one shakes. Of course, that's another story.

When Song Ming went to Captain Li's house to borrow money that morning, Captain Li's waist was as soft as cotton and he couldn't sit up, and then he was sent to the hospital by his family. On the way back to the hospital, Song Ming actually felt faintly uneasy in his heart.

The tragic experience of the two of them may be related to the Shijiagou exploration activities three days ago.