Ma Bomin wiped away his tears, turned his head to look at the villagers, and forced a smile, "Fourth Uncle, it's me."
"Oh my God, Bomin, you're not dead! You're really not dead! Oh my God, you're still alive."
After sighing, Fourth Uncle Ma saw the little girl standing next to Ma Bomin and said hurriedly, "Hongying, your mother is right. Your father is really not dead. You two have finally made it. Why are you still standing there? Go tell your mother, go quickly!"
Ma Hongying stood there stupidly, looking at Fourth Uncle Ma, and then at Ma Bomin in front of her.
Her dad?
She suddenly has a father?
Fourth Uncle Ma turned around and headed back to the village. "I have to go tell the captain that Ma Bomin is back."
Ma Bomin has confirmed from his uncle Ma that the girl is his daughter, the daughter of him and Xiaomei.
Tears couldn't help but flow out again.
The man who didn't shed a tear even when he was shot, burst into tears again and again in front of his daughter.
"Are you really my dad?"
Ma Hongying asked.
Ma Bomin wiped away his tears and nodded vigorously, "Yes, if you are Ma Xiaomei's daughter, then you are my Ma Bomin's daughter."
Ma Hongying looked at Ma Bomin and asked, "Do you have money?"
Ma Bomin nodded, "I have money, do you want money?"
Ma Hongying shook her head. "I don't want money. My mother is sick. Can you take her to get treatment?"
Ma Bomin's expression changed. "Is your mother sick? Where is she? Take me there quickly."
Ma Hongying led them to the straw hut and ran inside. "Mom, we have money to treat the illness now, Mom."
Ma Bomin couldn't believe why his daughter, his wife, lived here.
Song Ziyi and Xue Yuan looked at each other, unable to understand why their aunt and little sister were living such a miserable life, as Uncle Ma clearly had relatives in the village and received an allowance sent back every month.
Ma Bomin went into the straw hut, saw the dry environment of the hut, and saw the woman lying on the haystack, and his heart was broken.
In his memory, Xiaomei was a woman who loved cleanliness and beauty. She liked to laugh, always looked energetic, and was efficient in what she said and did, as if she had endless energy.
But the woman in front of him looked extremely haggard, pale and skinny, not at all like the former Ma Xiaomei.
He couldn't imagine what had happened to his Xiaomei, his daughter, and why she had become like this.
"Dad, I can't wake up Mom. Her body is so hot. Can you please take her to the hospital quickly?" Ma Hongying started crying.
She was really scared.
She was not afraid of being hungry, not afraid of being scolded as a fatherless child, not afraid of being pelted with mud, but she was afraid of losing her mother.
Song Ziyi said to Xue Yuan, "Quick, go stop that tractor."
Xue Yuan understood and immediately turned around and rushed out. The tractor had already started and was about to leave, but luckily Xue Yuan arrived in time and stopped the person.
Soon, Song Ziyi carried Ma Xiaomei, who was unconscious due to a high fever, out of the straw hut. Ma Bomin took Ma Hongying and Ma Hongying behind him. They quickly got on the tractor and rushed to the health center.
After examining Ma Xiaomei's condition, the doctor scolded Ma Bomin, saying that Ma Xiaomei had been malnourished for a long time, and that, coupled with the difficult delivery she had given birth to recently, her body was severely weakened and she had not been properly cared for, which had left her with a chronic illness. She was already very weak, and it had not been until now that she had been treated. If it had been any later, she would have died.
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