Chapter 126 april day on earth

In Beijing in March, it was warm and cold, and the strong wind from the north of the Great Wall rolled up dust and sand, wandering in the streets and alleys of Beijing, and the sky and the earth were dim.Lin Huiyin was in a semi-comatose state for several days.She was breathing hard, like a gossamer.The medical staff hurried in and out, using all methods to rescue. A week later, Lin Huiyin woke up again.But she didn't even have the strength to speak, and she could only swallow a little bit of glucose water fed by the nurse every day. The doctor forbids outsiders to visit Huiyin. Even Sicheng only allows him to visit in the ward, and asks him not to talk to the patient as much as possible, because Huiyin is too weak.

It was the last day of March 1955.Time in the ward is like a viscous river, slowly stretching forward in a stagnant and dangerous channel, flowing into chaos, into a place with no beginning and no end, a void and darkness.Huiyin's life trudged wearily in the river, and had entered the dark area. There were voices calling from afar, far away, long, long and affectionate... It was the voice of Sicheng, the voice of the baby and the younger brother, the voice of the mother, the voice of Lao Jin and his friends, and the voice of Sicheng. Many voices... She turned around slowly, the river bank was so bright that it dazzled her and she couldn't open her eyes.Is it sunshine?Is it lights?yes……

Who is crying?Ah, it's mother!The mother was telling in tears, but the story was drowned out by the crying, and Huiyin couldn't hear it clearly.Mother, why did you come out wearing a jacket?It's cold, you will catch cold...Mother, it's all my fault, usually you tell me to be careful and I'm always impatient with your nagging...Mother, I'm tired, I want to sleep——Fortunately, I am thinking !Sicheng will take care of you, you go back, I'm going to bed... Who pulled the placket from the back?It is from the commandment!Isn't Cong Jie in his senior year? Why is he still a primary school student?Wearing a pair of straw sandals on bare feet, sweat was all over his face.Ah, Cong Jie made a small ship and tried it out in the small pond at the door.Isn't this Li Zhuang?There are also ducks fed by mother in the pond.Cong Jie is really a ghost, and he used an old hot water bottle to make the wheel of the propeller of the small steamer, and the small steamer actually sailed in the pond for a while.Water light, sky light, swaying in the pond.I'm so dizzy I'm going to lie down...

what!baby what are you askingBy the way, the baby is now an adult and needs to be called by his name.Zaibing, my good daughter, my ambitious child... Oh, Mom heard that, Zaibing, you want your mother to work hard, you said that you not only want to join the party, but you also want to be the daughter of a Communist Party member.Mom understands what you said, and mother understands her daughter's heart.Mom has been working hard, trying to move forward, but mom is too tired... Good daughter, let mom bless you... Sicheng... Sicheng, are you calling me?I hear it, I hear it.No matter how many people, no matter how many voices, this is the only voice I can't do without...Sicheng, I'm going to the other side of the river. There is a charming smell of green grass and the sound of a violin like a firefly on the other side of the river, but there is no place I am familiar with. The voice... Sicheng, what are you hiding in your hands behind your back?You let me guess what baby that is? ...

……baby?Sicheng, I know all the treasures you have.You said that all the ancient buildings all over the country are your treasures.You said, we have so many babies, we are the richest people in the world. ……Oh?No, what did you say?This is a gift for me?Let me guess?Oh, I remembered, the bronze mirror you gave me, I have always regarded it as a treasure. "Huiyin's self-examination is used to think and become self-engraved and cast as a metaphor for its crystal clearness."That was the sixteenth year of the Republic of China, how young we were then!Sicheng, since then, how many roads we have walked together, how many treasures we have seen...

What? Sicheng, you are afraid that I will be tired, so let me rest more...