Double ten

What else could keep him going? At the age of 30, he is the only one left in the family.Does he still need to persevere?Is there any need to live?He used to live desperately, just to live, only to live for his father. Now that his father has gone, he has crushed the only belief in his heart. Is it so difficult to live?That being the case, then don't live, he is determined to die.

Letting the wind and rain blow, he endured them one by one with a straight back, a dull pain in his knees, and a churn in his stomach. This was a disease left behind in prison, but he didn't realize it. After 12 years of growth and tempering, the once handsome boy has become a mature and stable youth. He looks like Mu's mother, with thin eyebrows, big eyes and white skin, but his personality looks like Mu's father, introverted and uncontested.Mu Yun, the daughter of the Mu family, was just the opposite of him, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, outgoing and unrestrained.

After an unknown amount of time, the sky darkened and the wind gradually stopped, until the moment he couldn't bear it anymore, he passed out in front of the tomb.

In the bright interior, people laughing and laughing, families are having dinner around the dining table, how many people still remember the existence of such a person?How many people are willing to come and see him?No one helped him, no one helped him, in this barren mountain and grassland, there were only two tombs and one person left.

The chirping of unknown birds and insects resounded through the silent night, so clear and so lonely.

"Ah, his father, the child seems to have a fever!" Seeing her son's abnormally red complexion, the young and beautiful woman panicked while touching the forehead of the baby in her arms.

The man who had just returned from farm work in the field quickly threw away the furniture, rushed over and touched his son's head, then looked at other parts of his body, "How did your son react today?"

"It's the same as usual. You went out to work at noon and you fell asleep after playing for a long time. When he fell asleep, I took the time to cook pig food and feed the chickens and ducks. I came back to see that he was still fine. But just now I saw that his expression was not right... shall we take him to the hospital?" The woman was a little anxious and a little scared, and it was better for her son to be safe.

"There are small red granules on my body, could it be measles?" The man frowned. Now is the high season of measles, and his son's body is a bit like this. If you have measles, you can't get an injection.

"What should I do?"

"It's so late now, and the hospital is far away. Let's check tomorrow. Maybe it's measles."

The couple stayed up all night, carefully taking care of their son and older daughter, and finally survived until dawn, but the red granules on the boy's body were much less. At the moment, the two were in a hurry, one hugged the son, the other hugged the daughter, and rushed to the hospital. I went to the town hospital more than ten miles away from the village.

Queuing, registration, queuing, the rash, the nurse checked and took the temperature, and the two of them almost collapsed when they said, "How do you take care of your children as parents? The normal body temperature of a person is 37 degrees, and 42 degrees is the human body temperature." The limit, the child was sent with a fever of 41.5 degrees, really...whether he can survive to see himself..."

The nurse administered an IV, and the two who had no time to worry about crying were busy with other things.

People around looked at him with pity. Many people thought that this child could not survive. After all, how could a four-year-old child survive with such a high body temperature?

The husband and wife didn't believe it, and took good care of him for five days. The boy's body temperature gradually dropped, and he gradually gained strength. He began to eat and walk. He was still the same person, but he was no longer lively and agile.

Seeing her son like this, the woman blamed herself and said happily: "My son will not die, so there will be future blessings."

"If my son does not die, there will be future blessings. If my son does not die, there will be future blessings. Son, you must live, you must live, live..."

Mu Feng, who passed out in front of the tomb, moved his fingers unconsciously, and two lines of tears in the corners of his eyes fell silently to the ground.

Yes, he cannot die, cannot die, lives, must live.

When Mu Feng woke up, it was already broad daylight, and he kowtowed heavily to the old man nine times, took a last deep look, and dragged his heavy body with a high fever back to the county seat, back to his previous home.

After cleaning up briefly, he ate some cold food casually. Mufeng rested for a few days without seeking medical treatment and taking medicine. When the high fever subsided and he regained strength, he looked at the empty room and calmly packed his things. The things that should be sold are sold, the things that should be thrown away are thrown away, and the house in the county is returned, and all the carefully preserved things are transported back to the old house of the Mu family for resettlement.

When he was tidying up his room, a moon cake tin box in the desk cabinet caught his attention. He remembered that he didn't have this box when he was living at home, and he didn't open the cabinet when he came back from prison.

He took it out and opened it, and was stunned, only to see that it was full of red, green and green banknotes. With slightly shaking hands, he picked up the small book on the top, which was densely packed with neat handwriting written by Mu's father: March 2015 On the 3th, I deposited 4 yuan. I was very happy. When my son came out, I could buy him a good set of clothes. On March 50, 2015, I deposited 3 yuan. When my son came out, I took him to a big meal. No, he must have lost weight, so I need to make up for it; on May 26, 100, I deposited 2015 yuan, which is for my son to marry a wife, and I need to save more...

With a "click", the transparent liquid smudged on the paper, blurring the pen and ink on it. Holding the light notepad, Mu Feng felt heavy, thinking that the tears had already been shed. He still couldn't control his emotions, just because this was what his father did for him, just because this was the family affection engraved in his bones.

After thinking about it again, Mu Fengqiang gathered his energy to organize his things. In addition to the iron mooncake box, there were the few toys he used since he was a child, and the novels he had not finished writing in his spare time in high school. Looking at the yellowed paper, he, who lost his parents at the age of 30, seems to have found his next life path in this vast world.

After tidying up all his things, Mu Feng sat quietly in front of his parents' tomb for a whole day. When the night came, he returned to the old house of Mu's family and recalled the happy time of the family when he was a child. After sitting for a long time, when everyone in the village fell asleep, Mu Feng took With simple luggage, he left without hesitation.

He couldn't stay in this village, this county seat any longer.

Who can tolerate a murderer?Those fearful, vigilant, guarded, spurned, and accusing eyes made Mu Feng feel cold. He had to start over and find a new life.

"Mom and Dad, wait for me." After locking the gate of Mu's old house, Mu Feng swore in his heart at the moment when he turned around resolutely that he would definitely come back.

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Thank you for the comments and ratings of the cute [item], I will try my best to update it every day.Thanks also to the cute [Blue Sea Whale] and the cute [24285842] for their comments and ratings and the rewards of grenades and mines.Daily confession to everyone, good night~