Da Miao was so anxious that she got off the train and went straight to the hospital. At this time, Er Miao was in pain and bent herself into a shrimp.

Da Miao has not seen Er Miao for a long time. The last time we met was nearly a year ago. Although Er Miao was also thin at that time, she was not as thin as this.

Ermiao had lost all her appearance. Her eye sockets were sunken, her face was sallow, and her lips were pale. When she saw her sister whom she had not seen for a long time, her face showed no surprise. She raised her hand weakly, "Sister, what are you doing?

coming?"

Da Miao hurriedly stepped forward and held Er Miao's hand in her hands. Tears of distress fell down, "Second sister, what's wrong with you?"

Ermiao grinned and said, "Sister, am I suffering from a fatal disease?"

Fugui never told her about Ermiao's true condition, but there were so many people in the ward talking and talking to each other that Ermiao guessed her true condition. However, Ermiao did not go to Fugui for confirmation and just kept silent.

Feel the care from wealth.

When Da Miao saw her sister like this, her heart was so painful that she sat next to Er Miao and stretched out her hand to touch and comfort her. She put her hand on Er Miao's arm, and the ridged bones felt like they were in the palm of her hand, "Second sister...

"Da Miao looked at her little sister who had only a few days to live, and was so choked up that she couldn't speak.

"Fugui." Ermiao turned her head and cast her nostalgic gaze on Fugui. Although she was reluctant to die, she really couldn't bear the pain that was tortured to death. Ermiao begged: "Don't save me anymore.

, I know I can’t survive, it’s too painful to suffer like this every day.”

"Mother Hua, what are you talking about?" Fugui still wanted to deceive Ermiao, "I asked the doctor, and he said that as long as we actively cooperate with the treatment, we will definitely be cured."

"You don't have to lie to me." Ermiao smiled bitterly, "I already knew what kind of disease I had. You go and get me discharged. I want to go home, and I can't die outside."

When Er Miao mentioned the word death, Fu Gui's heart was cut with a knife. He stroked Er Miao's cheek and comforted him: "You won't die. You have to live well until our Fu Bao is found."

Mentioning Fu Bao, Er Miao's eyes lit up for an instant, and then dimmed again. Two tears fell down from the corners of his eyes, "I can't wait any longer. When you find your son, you must tell me in front of my grave, otherwise I will

I won’t die with my eyes in peace.”

At this point, another wave of pain hit, Ermiao screamed and rolled on the bed, "Fugui." She begged, "Please go and ask the nurse to give me an injection. I'm really exhausted."

I can’t stand the pain anymore.”

Every injection of medicine was overdrawing Ermiao's life. Fugui watched helplessly Ermiao die. This kind of pain is not understandable to ordinary people.

After Mrs. Niu returned home, she tried her best every day to make the food that her daughter had liked to eat since she was a child. But at this time, Er Miao could hardly eat anything. She now relied on handfuls of pills to support her.

With.

After Da Miao came back, she would accompany Er Miao in the hospital every day. She gave all the money she brought back to Fu Gui, asking Fu Gui to buy the best medicine for Er Miao.

However, no matter how strong the family ties were, they could not stop the pace of death. Ermiao still wanted to leave. On this day, Ermiao was particularly sober, her eyes were bright, and there was even a blush on her cheeks.

After checking the room in the morning, Guo Shunzhang directly called Fugui into the office.

Fugui saw that Ermiao was in good spirits. He thought Ermiao was getting better and was quite happy. Unexpectedly, the doctor's words were like a basin of cold water pouring down his head.

"Comrade, Niu Ermiao may be here in the next two days. You must be mentally prepared."

"No, doctor." Fugui was anxious, Hua's mother's condition has obviously improved, how could you say that she has only been here for the past two days, "Doctor, the child's mother did not cry out in pain today, it is much better than yesterday."

Yes, and I drank millet porridge all night long in the morning, did you read it wrong?"

"Comrade, you may not know." The doctor explained patiently, "Before people leave, there is a reaction called retrograde reflection. We have seen it a lot, so I want to tell you in advance. If the patient has any unresolved worries, you should hurry up.

Go and do it for her, don't let her leave with regrets."

When the disease developed to this point, even though Fugui had been mentally prepared, he still held on to a glimmer of hope. Now, the hope was shattered. Fugui was heartbroken. He stood outside the ward for a long time, waiting until his mood calmed down a bit before pretending to do anything.

I returned to the ward as if nothing had happened.

Fugui remembered that Ermiao said that she wanted to go home and did not want to die outside. Fugui sat in front of the hospital bed, gently put his hand on Ermiao's cheek, and said to Ermiao tenderly: "Hua, mother,

I'll go through the discharge procedures in a while, let's go home."

Ermiao had already had enough of staying in the hospital. She nodded obediently, "Well, go home."

After Fugui finished the formalities, he went back home first and pulled the family's floor cart over, which was covered with a thick layer of quilt. He held the fluttering Ermiao in his arms and carefully placed it on the floor cart.

, then wrapped Ermiao tightly with a quilt, and everything was tidied up. Fugui pressed his cheek against the side of Ermiao's face, and said affectionately: "Mom, let's go home."

Everyone in the family knew that Ermiao was dying. Zaohua did not go to school and stayed at home with her mother.

The white-headed man gave the black-haired man a gift, and the old man and his wife picked the hearts and livers to suffer from pain.

After Er Miao arrived home, her mental state was particularly good. The big secret in her heart had been weighing her down. At this time, she suddenly wanted to talk about it.

"Fugui." Ermiao put his skinny fingers on the back of Fugui's hand, "There is a secret that has been in my heart for several years. Today, I want to tell you."

"You tell me, I'll listen." Fu Guiqiang smiled and put his face close to Er Miao.

"Do you remember a man who came to our village looking for children several years ago?"

"Yes, remember." Fugui nodded, "That man lost his daughter. I guess the person who stole his daughter and the person who stole our treasure are the same person."

"Not alone."

"How do you know you're not alone?"

Ermiao thought about it and said, "Fugui, I stole that child."

This huge secret frightened Fugui and said, "Mother Hua, what are you talking about? You're not confused, right?"

"I'm awake." Ermiao continued: "I don't want to hide this matter anymore, Fugui, I did steal that child."

"Wait, wait, I'm getting confused." Fugui interrupted Ermiao, "I don't understand why you stole someone else's child?"

Ermiao smiled bitterly, "The eldest sister wanted to find a child. She gave me two hundred yuan to give to the child's parents as compensation. I was greedy. I wanted to keep the two hundred yuan, so I stole it.

The child was sent to her."

Fugui had never seen any children in these years. He asked: "What about the child?"

Damiao never thought that there would be such an episode back then. She hurriedly said: "Second sister, didn't you say that the child was thought to be unwanted by the daughter and was stolen on the road?"

Er Miao looked at Da Miao apologetically, "Sister, I was lying to you. I stole the child, but I fell asleep on the way and the child disappeared. I didn't know that the child was stolen by someone else.

She ran away on her own, but I know that the child never came back. I heard that the father of the child later crashed his car into a mountain because he missed the child, and he was killed."

Ermiao said mockingly: "Look, I owe a child my life, but God has not let me go. I also lost a child, and now I have to pay for it with my life. What do you think of me?"

Is this retribution?"

At this point, Ermiao's eyes filled with sadness, "I really regret it now when I think about it. I wish this had never happened. I didn't steal other people's children, and I can't throw away my children. Children are the cherished hearts of my parents.

, since Fu Bao was lost, I realized that this is how it hurts to pick someone's heart. Fugui, eldest sister, I was wrong. I can't repay what I owe you in this life. If there is a next life, let me

I'll be a cow or a horse and return it to others."

"Mom, stop talking, stop talking." Fugui has always expressed deep sympathy for Shi Dayong's family's suffering. He even wanted to help him within his own ability. Unexpectedly, it caused Shi Dayong's family to suffer.

The initiator of the tragic incident in Dayong's family was his pillowcase, and he couldn't even utter the word "blame" for Ermiao's current situation.

Damiao had unspeakable regrets, "You blame me. If I had known, I wouldn't have let you help find the child."

Finally, the mountain in her heart was overturned. Ermiao felt relieved and relaxed, "Sister, don't say that. In the end, it's all my greed that is to blame."

Today my daughter came home. For lunch, Aunt Niu cooked all her favorite things. The dining table was placed on the kang. Er Miao sat up and leaned in Aunt Niu’s arms. Her mother’s arms were still so warm. Er Miao

He looked up at Mrs. Niu and said, "Mom, you are so kind."

"You are my mother's daughter. If my mother is not good to you, who else can she be good to?" Aunt Niu held back her tears, first took a piece of stewed mutton and put it to Er Miao's mouth, "Daughter, when you were a child

I like to eat my mother’s stewed mutton the most. It still tastes the same after trying it.”

The mutton has been stewed for a long time, put it in your mouth, chew it a little, and the strong aroma of the meat fills your entire mouth. Ermiao narrowed her eyes happily, "It's so fragrant, it's as delicious as when I was a child."

Aunt Niu specially picked a piece of mutton tripe and said, "If it tastes good, just eat a few more bites."

"Yeah." Ermiao opened her mouth and accepted it, before Mrs. Niu went to pick up the mutton. She shook her head slightly and said, "Mom, please stop picking up the mutton and pick up a big piece of carp for me."

"Okay, then let's eat fish."

Compared with usual times, Ermiao ate a lot today. Mrs. Niu took a chopstick for each dish. Ermiao ate all the food fed by her mother. At the end, she put her right hand on her big belly.

, mocking himself: "I'm full, even if I leave now, I won't be a starving ghost."

"Miao, didn't what you said hurt my heart?" Aunt Niu covered her mouth and cried.

"Mom, don't cry." Ermiao reached out to wipe away Aunt Niu's tears, "Mom, I'm tired, please put me down and let me lie down for a while."

"Alas." Mrs. Niu held Ermiao's upper body and let her lie comfortably on the pillow. Ermiao ate and drank enough, and slowly closed her eyes. The sun shone along the window glass and onto Ermiao's face.

Ermiao looked peaceful, as if asleep.

The family had a simple meal. After the table was cleared, Mrs. Niu brought a glass of water and wanted to give Er Miao a drink of water. "Miao, drink water." She put her mouth to Er Miao's ear and gently whispered

Said something.

Ermiao's eyes were still closed tightly. Aunt Niu pushed Ermiao's shoulders again, but Ermiao remained indifferent. Aunt Niu felt something bad and hurriedly called out: "Fugui, come and take a look at Ermiao!"

Wealth was not far away. He took three steps at a time and rushed towards him, "Er Miao, Hua Ta mother!"

Ermiao swayed with Fugui's hand.

"Mother--" Zaohua also rushed over.

"Er Miao——"

"Miao-"
Chapter completed!