"Yeah, I like it."
Song Lingdang raised her head, her eyes lingering on the string of wind chimes. After crying for a while, her voice was tearful but firm as she spoke.
"The first gift my father gave to my mother was a string of wind chimes. Later, when they gave birth to me, they named me Bell."
Wind chimes.
bell.
These are the best memories that Song Lingdang's parents have of their love.
However--
"But they left me and didn't take their wind chimes with them..."
Song Lingdang slowly brought up the past.
That year, her parents tried every possible way to arrange a blind date for her, and after much hardship, they finally found Lu Jianmin.
Lu Jianmin is a retired soldier.
This is an unparalleled aura.
Finally, Song Lingdang was handed over to Lu Jianmin.
But just now, Song Lingdang had held a grand wedding.
Soon after, Song Lingdang's parents both hanged themselves.
At the beginning.
Song Lingdang didn't know about this.
She thought that her parents were just arranged to go to another place in the countryside. Communication was inconvenient nowadays, and it was normal that they could not contact each other for a long time.
But the women in the military compound are all careless with their words.
He likes to talk about everything.
Especially people like Song Lingdang, who are their favorite to poke holes in.
Once.
When Song Lingdang came back from washing clothes by the river, she heard her sisters-in-law gossiping.
We just happened to be talking about her parents.
"I heard he hanged himself. His death was so tragic, his tongue was sticking out so long..."
"I think they deserve it! Who told them to be capitalists? They suck the blood of the people, they deserve to be overthrown!"
"Now Song Lingdang is the only one left in their family. If Song Lingdang hadn't married Lu Jianmin, she might have ended up like this..."
Song Lingdang couldn't bear the blow.
He fainted on the spot.
And at that time, she was already five months pregnant.
Bleeding from the lower body...
"I almost lost my child! I risked my life to keep him! He's my child... my only family... I don't have any parents anymore, and if I don't even have my child... what's the point of living..."
Song Lingdang's eyes were red, but she could no longer shed tears.
She remembered the pain at that time.
Her bulging belly was twitching, almost sucking away all her strength.
But as long as the child can survive, it's okay even if she dies.
Under the shock of the sudden loss of her parents, her only obsession was the baby in her belly.
This obsession.
From then on, it entangled Song Lingdang.
When Qiao Anle heard this, he was so shocked that he gasped.
Even more cruel and cold than she had originally thought.
This thin and frail girl managed to get through it all.
Qiao Anle felt heartbroken.
She held Song Lingdang's hand tightly, her fingers were almost cold and without any warmth.
Qiao Anle even wanted Song Lingdang to stop talking.
Digging open the wound again and again.
What a pain it is.
But Song Lingdang held back her tears and whispered.
"I know everything... Actually, I know everything... My child... is dead... I still couldn't keep my child... I know everything..."
When she was awake, she remembered everything.
After the accident in May, the doctor told me that if I wanted to keep the baby, I had to stay in bed and not get out of bed under any circumstances.
At that time, Song Lingdang was already prone to depression due to the shock of her parents' death.
But for the sake of her children, she had to stay sober.
From then on, she stayed in the house without taking a step forward.
She used all of a mother's strength to protect the baby in her belly.
This pain is not enough.
Song Lingdang finally made it to the time of delivery, but encountered a difficult labor.
In the small mountain village, let alone a caesarean section, there is not even a single person who has the knowledge of midwifery.
The so-called midwife only knows how to use a pair of scissors.
Song Lingdang gave birth for a whole day and night.
At the last moment when she was almost fainting from the pain and exhausted, the child was finally born.
“Wow wow wow…”
The sound of a child crying.
It was the most beautiful sound Song Lingdang had ever heard in her life.
Her flesh and blood.
Song Lingdang is finally no longer alone in this world.
After having children.
Song Lingdang originally thought that she could start a new life.
However, the child is in poor health...
Song Lingdang's depression during pregnancy and the severe hypoxia during childbirth had a great impact on the child.
The child has a fever every few days.
Song Lingdang herself doesn't have much breast milk.
It's completely poverty-stricken.
In the small mountain village, there are only barefoot doctors, and there is no doctor specializing in pediatrics.
Basically, some folk remedies are used to treat diseases.
It has no effect at all on Song Lingdang's child.
At the beginning.
After having a child, Lu Jianmin was also happy, after all, it was his own flesh and blood.
But as the child cried every night.
Lu Jianmin has a bad temper to begin with, and his patience is gradually running out day by day.
He was not only angry at Song Lingdang, but also at the child.
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