Wangjiazhuang is located at the very edge of the land of Shenzhou, and if the people of Wangjiazhuang want to be in Shenzhou City, they have to catch a carriage for half a month. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoNot to mention the bumpy road, what is even worse is that there are robbers on both sides of the road.

From Wangjiazhuang to Shenzhou City, there is a mountain in the middle, and the mountain is not too tall. But as long as it's a person, I heard that no one has been able to pass through.

Originally, it was said that there were man-eating tigers in the mountains, and later it was said that there were robbers who were even more powerful than tigers, and now it is said that there are terrible things inside. No one knows what is inside the mountain, because no one dares to go up the mountain.

At dusk, the dust and sand are connected to the sky, and the sky is connected to the dust and sand. It didn't take long for the sky to be cloudy, and soon the rain was falling, getting heavier and heavier. Hearing only the sound of thunder and roar is used to the ears, and the people who are shocked are dizzy. It was getting darker and darker, the night was getting deeper, and few people could sleep.

There was a small woolly house at the foot of the hill with a small tree in front of it. With the swaying of the wind, it looks like it is going to be uprooted. Suddenly, there was a "click!" and the little tree broke off from half of its body, and its bark was still attached, like a withered flower.

Sister-in-law Bu lives in Wangjiazhuang, and the expression on his face at this time is like a withered flower, and the sweat on his face is more like a flower drenched by rain.

The dim candlelight in the room, reflecting her face distorted by pain, could not help but create a sense of fear in one's heart.

She leaned against the dilapidated wooden bed, her hands covering the sweat-soaked skirts, and the expression on her face, and her dull eyes, showed that she was enduring the pain.

The rain outside was so heavy that she could hear the rain outside the house even when she slept, and she didn't want to make a sound, because she knew that even if she did, it would be useless, and now she had to rely on her own perseverance to give birth to the child she was carrying in her womb.

I saw that she climbed onto the wooden bed and lay down, now she had no strength, but she could not give up, otherwise, the child in her womb would die.

Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration in her eyes, and a smile appeared on her face, and she remembered that there was a pair of scissors next to the bed. Finally, she excitedly stretched out her weak arm, her breathing relaxed, and suddenly her breathing became heavy again. She knew very well in her heart that she could not relax at all, because she had no strength, and if she relaxed again, the child would definitely die in the womb, so that she would grieve all her life and not want to live.

She looked at the sickle on the wall, and a smile appeared on her face again, which she had left behind by her eldest brother, when he went up the hill to cut grass, and she kept straw shoes at home, and then he went back to the street to change some household goods, and occasionally brought back a little pork, she smiled sweetly. Suddenly her face sank again, because she knew that such a life would not come back, it had been almost a year, and her step brother had not returned.

She held scissors in her hand and cut her shirt vigorously. Only in this way can the child be born. But the scissors have been put away for a long time, and they have already rusted and become dull, and now she has no strength. If you want to cut the clothes on your body, you can't.

She sighed, a look of despair in her eyes.

She doesn't believe in fate, let alone that her child died in her belly like this, and maybe she would add her own life.

She kept looking at the scythe placed on the wall, her hands suddenly clenched into fists, and her eyes revealed a resolute look, at this time she had made up her mind: she would give birth to the child no matter what, so she would never be able to die.

The scissors were still in her hands, and the hands holding the scissors were getting stronger and stronger, but she couldn't cut her shabby clothes no matter how she cut them, she used a lot of strength but couldn't cut them, and finally put down the scissors in her hand, and the scissors fell to the ground.

She really didn't have any more strength, and her breathing had become very subtle.

The rain outside was still falling, reflecting her mood at the moment, and the uncertain mood, at this time her mind was a little shaken, she wanted to give up, because she really didn't have any strength. She didn't expect to be born so soon, she thought to herself: "If I had known earlier, I would have made preparations in advance." First sharpen the scissors faster, then take off the clothes in advance, and then prepare a basin of hot water for comfort, and for the sake of safety, I will tell a Zhuang sister Wang in advance, although Sister Wang doesn't know too much about midwifery, at least she can help her. Thinking this, she couldn't help but cry.

The cry and the sound of the rain mingled to form a harsh sound that struck her heart. Her eyes were slowly closing, and her consciousness was fading.

At this moment, the door seemed to open in her consciousness, and she didn't know whether it was opened by someone or blown by the wind, but she clearly remembered that the door was tied by her with the door, and the wind should not be able to blow open.

In her consciousness, she seemed to sink into the cold seabed, making her feel breathless, more like ten thousand piranhas struggling to bite her flesh. Especially between her legs, she felt like she had lost consciousness. She even felt like her intestines were about to be pulled out.

The physical pain, coupled with the confusion of consciousness and the fear in her heart, finally did not persevere and lost consciousness. At that moment of disappearance, she seemed to hear a trace of a child's cry.

But she really couldn't tell what it was......

The heavy rain of the night finally did not cover the passage of time, and the rain stopped. The morning light shone through the windswept windowsill and on Sister-in-law Wang's face, her face looked so pale, without a trace of blood, like the white of a fish's belly.

A turtledove, which had come out to feed, stopped in front of her house on the treetop that had been blown off by the wind and rain last night, and the treetop was low, and it flapped its wings and flew upward. For it, the day was wonderful. After resting its feet, it "fluttered" its wings and flew away again.

The morning light is getting brighter and brighter, and it will not be long before noon rings. The dazzling light made Sister-in-law Wang slowly open her eyes, the environment in front of her was so familiar to her, she was happy in her heart, she didn't believe it was true.

She struggled to sit up straight, and she saw a bowl of hot porridge on the table, and she touched her stomach again, which had been convex and convex, but now it was concave.

Subconsciously, she suddenly turned her head suddenly, and then she saw a white and chubby baby sleeping beside her with her eyes closed.

Sister-in-law Wang's hands were trembling, her dry lips were pouting, and her eyes couldn't help but burst into tears.