Chinese people worship Buddha, worship Taoism, worship ancestors, believe in gods, believe in ghosts, and believe in reincarnation. In the initial stage of socialism, the mode of wealth distribution was mainly according to work, supplemented by distribution according to needs and other distribution methods. It's like a metaphysical law engraved into your bones.

Worshipping gods and ghosts must be worshiped as needed, and you can't worship Guan Erye because you want to pray for a good harvest. Guan Erye's chivalrous liver and courage go thousands of miles to ride alone, focusing on a righteous thin cloud. Don't mix with society, don't form a party for personal gain, what do you worship.

In the same way, you can't go in and worship the Goddess of Mercy because you want to pray for wealth, and the Goddess of Mercy will be opened by your sincerity. Pray for the wind and rain to send a person, pray for the peace of the country and the people to send another one, and pray for wealth from all directions to send a child......

Scary isn't it? Your original intention is to make a lot of money. Repeatedly, old and old...... Your family can't afford to have so many heirs. It's better to go to the temple without distractions, and you will want whatever you want.

Tang Zirui's mother has ever worshiped Guanyin, who sent her son, is temporarily doubtful. But giving birth to a son is always a wish, and thousands of years of cultural treasures shine with a golden light that they dare not look at directly. Thousands of years of feudal dross also exude a stench that cannot bear to look at directly.

Saying a thousand things and ten thousand, having a son is one of the ultimate goals of life after all. The son can be retired for the elderly is only one of them, and the son born will not be despised by the neighbors, and the son will not be ridiculed. The bridge of the mother and the son is expensive, openly and secretly plucking people's hearts, tormenting the moral criterion.

Even so, Tang Zirui's mother abandoned him without hesitation.

What Tang Zirui heard in his father's mouth was that his mother didn't love him anymore, and she didn't love her father anymore. So Mom turned around and went to find her own happiness on the other end.

How could mom not love him and dad? The mothers of other classmates love them so much, but his own mother is really bad enough in his heart.

Tang Zirui obviously doesn't know what it means to depend on each other, but he knows that his father is very important. Dad is not the same as other people's dads, even peeing is different, it's really cool.

Dad always had a urine bag around his waist. He often woke him up in the middle of the night with a humming chirp, and after he was woken up, he asked his father sleepily what's wrong? Dad always wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a relaxed face that it was okay and told him to sleep well.

Uncle, this car is so big! Sitting in the co-pilot and looking out, as soon as I entered the courtyard of the hospital, I saw that my car was parked far away by the hospital wall.

Dad told him that the piece with his license plate number was called a bumper. The bumper of his car was no longer in place, hanging on the ground.

The transparent headlights also burst one, and the jagged reflective tiles on one side looked very dazzling.

As soon as he entered the yard, he stubbornly pulled the car door by himself, ignoring the uncle in the car to stop him. Carrying his schoolbag, he staggered all the way to the front of his car to take a closer look. I didn't even care about getting out of the car when I was in a hurry, and I fell hard.

Uncle parked his big car and walked over. I touched his head and asked, "Is this your father's car?"

He nodded vigorously obediently: yes.

The uncle standing beside him seemed to breathe a long sigh of relief, as if he was talking to him and talking to himself:

It's okay, it's not serious. The bumper hasn't fallen off yet. But the hood had to be made of sheet metal and painted with paint. Replace it with a light assembly and a daytime running light......

This uncle is too ugly to speak. What does it mean to be not serious? Didn't he see the bumper of his car fall off?

The uncle took care of himself and circled around the body, and continued to talk to himself as he turned:

It's not a big problem, it's not a big problem. I'll just say that the airbag didn't burst out, Tang Zirui, your father's problem is not big, don't worry too much, wait for your uncle to take you to him.

Uncle is still observing carefully, and he is still chattering endlessly: This is very strange, your father just accidentally hit the steering wheel with his forehead. Why are there two nurses? Why, is it ......?

Uncle gestured and continued, half of the body ...... The other party is most likely retrograde...... The other party is still observing the blind spot in the retrograde...... Is it time to turn around? …… No, the intensity of this collision is only a bruise on your father's forehead, and the skin is not broken, Tang Zirui......

…… Gee...... Why is there a puddle of liquid in the passenger seat of the car, Tang Zirui? …… It's not your dad's...... Passengers'? …… The passengers were frightened and left such a large pool...... What's going on? …… Not good! …… Tang Zirui, let's go!

The uncle grabbed him by the hand and dragged him to the hospital. Running two steps, he couldn't run, and looked down. Peeled off the schoolbag on his back and carried it in his hand, and one hand dragged him to run fast.

Both of them ran out of breath and finally saw their father. Worried, aggrieved and afraid, Tang Zirui rushed towards his father.

Tang Cheng's eyes flashed with tears: Son, slow down, son, don't try so hard. Oh, Tang Zirui, you bastard, don't wait to burst Lao Tzu's urine bag.

Zhang Saiwen lifted the child away, and Tang Cheng glanced at him with gratitude in his eyes. A little bit of shame that half-covered his face climbed up his old face. Zhang Saiwen nodded at him, scratched his temples and said:

Tell me, what's going on? We just saw your car outside. You drove yourself to the hospital?

Tang Cheng sighed quickly, organized the language for a while, and then said: I'll pull a pregnant woman to the development zone. It was already at the location where she was located, thinking that she had difficulty moving. The destination was just across the road, so I helped her turn around.

No sooner had the U-turn been completed than a tricycle with a modified motorcycle engine roared towards it. The man was huddled together in front of my car, and the food and soup on the tricycle were spilled all over the floor.

The big-bellied woman can't be frightened. That's it for a fright...... I'm not worried about the woman riding the modified tricycle, and it can't all be my responsibility anyway, brother.

I'm worried about my passengers right now. I don't know what happened to her? I've pulled her to the hospital as fast as I can.

As a result, when I got out of the car to help her, I fainted myself, and the nurse pulled me upstairs to hang up the urology. Later, he said that he was going to the radiology department on the first floor for an examination, and he met you......

Zhang Saiwen listened patiently to him and asked: Are both of them in this hospital?

Tang Cheng said: I and the passengers are here, and I dialed 120 for riding a tricycle, and then called 110 to explain the situation.

The police told me to take the pregnant woman to the hospital first, because I was afraid that the pregnant woman would not be able to afford to delay, so we left first. I don't know if she was also pulled to this hospital by ambulance.

Don't know if you live or die?

Well.

Zhang Saiwen and Tang Zirui, one older and one younger, sat in the corridor of the hospital, frowning.

He beckoned to stop the hospital's food truck and took three boxes of lunches. After putting down a box by his side, he gave Tang Zirui a box, and then opened the lunch box in his hand.

Follow him and say to Tang Zirui, Tang Zirui, do you want to eat meat?

Tang Zirui nodded.

He sandwiched all the meat in his box into Tang Zirui's lunch box, and then said Wait a minute, you don't know the idea of hitting my lunch box again?

Tang Zirui nodded. Timidly gave him some of the vegetables in his lunch box before he started eating.