They say that where there is white there is light, and where there is light there is shadow.
On this special night when everyone should have the warmth of family.
Hong Fook-cheng in Hong Kong and "Kim So-yeon" who boarded the plane seem to have stood on the opposite side of warmth, becoming cold-blooded and solitary examples respectively.
But it has to be said that if this is all, it is still not enough to accurately describe this complex and ever-changing objective world.
Because there are still too many people whose living conditions are far worse than theirs, who are struggling hard.
Shiligou in Funan, Anhui Province, is no less icy and snowy than the capital city, and the wind is biting.
"Dadehe", who was staying in the east room of the village secretary, was anxiously watching a "barefoot doctor" give an injection to the pregnant Tian Xianghua.
Finally, when the doctor was sweating profusely and finished his work, he immediately brought a bowl of sugar water over.
He helped Tian Xianghua up, blew on the hot air, and let her drink it.
Then he carefully covered her with a quilt, and then he could ask the doctor about her condition.
"Barefoot Doctor" took a filtered "Fragrant Mountain" from his hand, put it to his nose and smelled it very rare before lighting it.
Then he said slowly, "Nothing else, just a cold. Her body is weak and her foundation is a bit weak. However, it's nothing serious. We still have to find a way to cover the sweat and let her sleep quietly first.
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"By the way, don't feed her any more wild rabbit meat. What if she has a baby? In her case, eggs, millet, red dates, and of course chicken soup would be better."
"I'm not telling you, you really shouldn't have brought your wife back to this poor place. There's nothing to eat, nothing to drink, and it's hard to even get medicine. It's great to be born in the capital. You're not asking for trouble.
Do you want to find fault?"
"Da De He" nodded quickly.
"Yes, yes, but things have come to this, and I can't go back now. You...is there anything else you can think of?"
"Don't let her catch the wind. I'll go to the county to get some medicine for you. Otherwise, I'll let her sweat as soon as possible. I'll go back first and come back tomorrow afternoon."
"Da De He" quickly stuffed half a box of cigarettes into the doctor's hand, then took out another ten dollars and sent the barefoot doctor away happily.
But when he came back, Tian Xianghua blamed him.
"I just caught a cold, it's okay. Don't make a fuss. If you keep spending so much, it's not a problem to just sit back and have nothing. It's not easy for you to earn this money. From now on we..."
"Da De He" didn't like hearing it anymore, and Hu rubbed his head and said impatiently, "Oh, what about the future? Let's focus on the present first. You and the child are not more important than anything else? As long as you can keep your body and bones in good health and give birth to the child smoothly,
Come down. I would rather not keep any of the money you brought and give it all to them. Don’t be confused, okay?”
After a pause, he seemed to feel that his tone was a bit harsh, and he couldn't help but reflect on himself.
"Hey, actually it's all my fault. The doctor was right. The conditions here are too bad. I made things simple from the beginning. I didn't expect that I can't buy anything even if I have money. As a result, you suffered. In this way,
When you feel better, we will return to Beijing and go to the hospital to give birth, not here."
Tian Xianghua quickly stopped him.
"No, no, you can't go back. There is a lot of commotion in our county. What if... No, I will give birth here, and I will not go anywhere. Don't worry, I will definitely be able to give birth to the child safely here.
Come down here. Our ancestors have been doing this for generations. I’m actually afraid of going to the hospital.”
But in this way, "Da De He" felt even more sad and guilty.
Finally, after Tian Xianghua fell asleep, "Da Dehe" took another roll of banknotes and ran to the village party secretary's house.
At this time, the village secretary was still sitting at the kang table drinking.
When I saw him, I invited him to drink together, and casually asked a few questions about Tian Xianghua's illness.
Don't even look at the steamed buns on the Kang table with wild celery soaked in vinegar, boiled cabbage, stewed rabbit meat, mixed noodles, and low-quality privately brewed liquor.
But this is already the top level in the village.
So for the same reason, the village secretary was dumbfounded when he heard "Da De He"'s request again.
He said bluntly, "Oh, his son-in-law. These things you want are not available in this village."
"You'll get a baby after eating rabbit meat? Is that what the needle guy is doing to you? Damn it, I'll look for him later! To tell you the truth, we've never heard of a woman here who is so rich that she has to have a child.
Do you eat millet and eggs?”
"Da De He" heard this and quickly took out the money.
"Uncle, I know it's hard for you. But Xianghua's body is weak and it's this month... I won't let you waste it. Look, for these two hundred yuan, I only need thirty chickens and one hundred chickens.
Fifty pounds of millet. Do you think it’s okay?”
The village secretary was stunned for a moment, looking at the money, his eyes rolling.
But then he still shook his head.
"It's not that we don't want to help. We are poor here. In the remote countryside, there are really not many families who raise chickens. And this is during the New Year..."
"Da De He" heard the cunning in the words.
Without hesitation, I took another big step back decisively.
"If it doesn't work out, for this price, twenty chickens and a hundred pounds of millet are fine. But these twenty chickens must be hens."
Then he feinted a shot and filled it in with good words.
"Uncle, when we go back to our hometown this time, we will get a marriage certificate, food, accommodation, and medical treatment, all relying on your care. I will keep your kindness in my heart. What are relatives? From now on, we will be serious relatives. When you are available in the future
When you come to the capital, I will definitely entertain you."
This time the village secretary finally didn't refuse. He smiled and promised to get in the team's car early tomorrow morning and help organize the expedition.
"It's a great match" and I felt relieved.
Zhengzhou Railway Station, Henan.
In the pitch-black snowstorm, the "Bacha" who ran out of the capital was listless under the dim street lights in the square, frozen and worried.
This time, when he was drinking to get rid of his kidneys, he was just lucky enough to slip through the net.
He ran away with very little money.
He is also a "master", not a "Buddha", and is not capable of "self-reliance".
So in the past few months after he came out, he couldn't even afford to stay in a hotel, so he slept in the waiting room at night pretending to be a passenger.
We can only survive by occasionally "shooting the boat" and finding loopholes in careless passengers.
(Note: Big one is a jargon term. It refers to the theft of luggage at the train station and wharf)
Moreover, the situation outside is extremely serious, and there is a lot of noise everywhere.
If you are caught doing this, your guilt will increase.
To be honest, he really regretted it this time.
I hate that I didn't listen to Hong Yanwu and stop in time, so I ended up in this dilemma.
Especially during the New Year, who doesn’t go home to celebrate the New Year?
Not to mention the fact that there are fewer passengers at the train station every day, even the blind people who hang out at the station every day and can provide him with cover are gone.
Okay, now it's great, he doesn't even dare to sleep in the waiting room.
Moreover, I had spent all my money and had less than twenty yuan left in my pocket. Looking at the deserted streets, I felt quite desperate.
But this situation is not the most unlucky for him.
Because just after he felt that he couldn't lose anything on New Year's Eve, he went to the train station canteen and bought a roast chicken and liquor generously.
I never expected that this chicken was actually bad.
Halfway through the meal, the sour taste came back and my stomach started to cramp.
He was so anxious that he quickly pressed his throat, breathed out loudly, and broke out in a weak sweat before he could get through the discomfort.
Hey, how could this not make him feel sad?
While wiping the cold sweat from his face and neck, he cursed with great frustration.
"Damn it, how did I end up in such a miserable state?"
But what he didn't expect was that he heard a soft voice asking him from behind.
"Uncle, do you want to eat this half chicken? If not, then Xingxingxingxing..."
"Bacha" looked back and saw that Ganqing was a little girl of eight or nine years old.
Lean, with a dirty face.
Moreover, he was holding a little boy of four or five years old with a big runny nose.
"Bacha" was feeling upset, so he waved his hands away angrily.
"Gungungun, if you want to die, there is no way like you. This chicken is bad, do you know that? If it's better, I won't eat it?"
Unexpectedly, although there was fear in the eyes of the two children, the girl still did not give up and begged him tremblingly.
"Uncle, what's wrong with you after eating? We have good stomachs and often eat some sour food. You have pity on us sisters. My brother and I haven't eaten for a whole day."
After hearing this and looking at the pitiful appearance of the two sisters, "Bashi" couldn't help but feel sympathy.
At least he feels that he is much better than these two villains now that he is in this situation. After all, he still has more than ten yuan on him.
So he took out a dollar.
"Those who are celebrating the Chinese New Year, count me as a good person. Take it and go across the street to buy some hot buns to eat. But I can't give you this chicken. It's not that I don't want to part with it. If I eat it, you will be dead."
The little girl was so frightened that she took the money. Not only did she say thank you, she actually bowed politely.
He also reached out and pressed his brother's head to make him bow.
This makes "Bacha" feel a little interesting.
Well, little girl, she knows how to beg for food and knows the rules.
But what was even more unexpected was when he walked around the station square and came back from eating a bowl of wontons.
I was stamping my feet and shivering, wondering if it was time to venture into the waiting room to warm up.
A hand tugged at his clothes from behind.
When he turned around, he saw the little girl again.
She pulled her brother, looked at him intently with two dark eyes, and stumblingly spoke.
"Uncle, hey... don't you have a place to live? How about... why don't you come with us? We know of an unoccupied heating ditch in the gap between the buildings. It's spacious."
"Bacha" was stunned for a moment, staring at the two broad bean eyes, and asked the little girl in a somewhat unbelievable way.
"Girl, you want to take me to where you live? Aren't you afraid of me...I...what if I'm a bad person?"
The little girl actually laughed.
"Uncle, you are a good person. After my mother died, my uncle was reluctant to let us have a full meal. He beat us every day and scolded us for being burdensome. How could he be a bad person if he gave us a dollar for no reason?
?..."
This sentence actually made "Bashi" mute. For the first time in his life, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
This New Year’s Eve seems to be really interesting.