He carried the child and walked into the city. It was the dead of night, everyone was asleep, and every house was dark.

He knocked on a door and asked if they wanted a child, but they yelled at him, "Get out! We have too many children to raise, who has the spare money to raise yours?"

The man looked him over carefully and said, "Judging from your clothes, you look like a country person. Do you have too many children at home and can't afford to raise them all, so you come here to bring them over? Ha! You want us to raise your children so you can take them back when they grow up? You've got a good plan."

“I have many children in my family. I just want to give my child to you. I won’t take him back when he grows up.”

"Give me a break. You're making it sound nice, but even if we did need a child, I wouldn't want one like this. You're obviously trying to get someone to raise your child for free, treating everyone like fools. Let me tell you, nobody's going to raise your child for you, so hurry up and take him back."

After being kicked out, he went to ask another family, but they gave him the same answer. This family was a little nicer; they didn't kick him out, but advised him not to keep sending his child around, saying that people in the city weren't getting enough to eat these days and no one would be willing to raise his child.

He asked several companies in a row, but was rejected each time.

As dawn approached and no one was willing to take his child in, he couldn't bring himself to take the child back. So he simply placed the child at the foot of the city wall, took off his coat, and covered the child with it.

Hopefully, someone who is missing a child will come and take him away. Whether the child survives or not depends on his own fate.

He put the child down, glanced at him a couple more times, and then turned and left.

Later, he returned to the army and went abroad to fight with the main force. He actually made several military achievements. After returning, he became an officer in the army. Later, he transferred to civilian work as an officer. He was very successful.

They also moved directly from the impoverished countryside of Tianjin to Beijing.

The only problem was that Liu Xiangrong hadn't been able to get pregnant since giving birth to the twins. They wanted to have two more children, but they just couldn't conceive. The hospital couldn't find anything wrong with them, and the doctors couldn't do anything about it.

Every time Liu Xiangrong thinks about the fact that she can no longer get pregnant, she can't help but blame the child from that time.

"It's all because of that jinx, that bastard. He tormented me for too long in my belly, damaging my very essence, which is why I can no longer get pregnant."

She never considered that she had a lucky star by her side, so why couldn't this lucky star bring her good fortune and help her get pregnant with another child?

Time flies, and sixteen years have passed in the blink of an eye. Yi Mingjun's position has risen higher and higher, and the Yi family has become more and more prosperous.

One day, their eldest son, who had always been healthy, suddenly fell ill. After being taken to the hospital, the doctor said that their eldest son had a very serious blood disease. His red blood cells were decreasing rapidly. There was no effective treatment for this disease at present, and the only way to alleviate his symptoms was through artificial blood transfusions.

However, the doctor discovered that his son had a rare blood type. Neither he nor his wife had the same blood type as their son, so they could not donate blood to their son.

His family and the hospital went to great lengths to obtain a small amount of blood with the same blood type as his son, which could only help his son temporarily and could not sustain his life in the long term.

If the son could have a mobile blood bank to continuously supply him with blood, his life could be extended indefinitely.

Then Yi Mingjun remembered the child he had abandoned. If that child hadn't died, he would be all grown up now, and if he found him again, he could be used as a blood bag for his son.

He was very glad that he hadn't been cruel enough to feed the child to the wolves. If the child had been eaten by the wolves, there would have been no hope left.

He quickly told his wife that he hadn't had the heart to feed the child to the wolves, hoping that she would stop being so pessimistic, sad, and worried.

But his wife blamed him: "It's all your fault! Why didn't you feed that child to the wolves? He's a jinx, but you kept him. Our Jin'er got sick because of him."

Faced with his wife's rebuke, he was speechless.

After calming down, he comforted his wife, "We can't blame this entirely on that child. Now, only that child can prolong Jin'er's life. The most urgent thing is to find him again to be Jin'er's blood transfusion."

Now that things have come to this, Liu Xiangrong has no choice but to accept the fact that her son is sick and complaining is useless. The most important thing now is to find a way to prolong his life, so they began to look for the child who had been abandoned.

They asked friends and family for help in the search, but when they arrived at the place where Yi Mingjun had left his child sixteen years ago, they searched for a long time but still couldn't find the child.

Later, they became increasingly disappointed and almost gave up, but Yi Mingjun suddenly received a phone call from Shen Mengya, which rekindled his hope.

"Mingjun, you said that child is in a place called Mopantun Brigade in Fengshi, Jilin Province. He was originally placed in Jinshi, so how did he end up there?"

"The person who called said he was sent to the countryside as an educated youth."