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Most of the houses in the town were two-story houses.
This place was originally just a tile. In fact, it was a simple rural area.
However, at some point in time, the young people here began to work outside and send money back. Slowly, the town became what it was today.
It was a sunny summer in 2003.
In a two-story house in the town, two men and a woman were looking at each other.
The owner of the house clearly did not intend to invite the couple in … There was even a disgusted expression on his face.
"Shen Meihuan, why did you come back? Is this your new lover? Why? Do you want to taunt me by bringing him back? "
"How can you talk like that?" Gu Feng frowned with anger in his eyes.
However, the wife beside him had officially registered their marriage three months ago. Now, they were legally married.
Shen Meihuan reached out and pulled his sleeve.
It had been a whole year since she left the man in front of her. Her appearance was already different. She said indifferently, "I've called you a few times. Last time, your mother picked up the phone. I made it very clear. So, I came back to take Jiahui here. "
"What did you say? Say that again? "When the man heard this, he shouted even louder," You bitch! You took away my son last time and now you want to take Jiahui away? No way! Don't even think about it! "
Shen Meihuan took a deep breath and said indifferently, "I've inquired about it. I heard that you contracted tuberculosis when you were working in a factory outside. The factory didn't want you and you didn't get any compensation. In your current environment, can you give Jiahui a good environment to grow up in? "
With that, Gu Feng, who was beside him, had a reluctant expression on his face, but he still took out a check from his suit pocket: "Take this money to treat the illness, and leave Meihuan's child to us." You should give up custody of him. "
The man glared at him and suddenly grabbed the check from Gu Feng, tearing it up, "Get out! Don't let me see you again! Get out! "
Gu Feng's face changed slightly. Shen Meihuan took a deep breath and said, "Liu Cheng, I just want to talk to you. You need the money to treat your illness, and you really don't have the ability to take care of Da Hui. Don't be stubborn. Then, I'll take him away. If there's time, I can let you two meet. I just want to resolve this matter properly. Don't force me to resort to the law … You know, your situation is not optimistic at all. "
"Even if I die, I will not let you take Jiahui away! He is my son! "Liu Cheng roared.
"Jiahui! Jiahui, are you home? Mom is back. Jiahui, mom is back. Come out and meet me! Jiahui! "
Shen Meihuan was so familiar with the house that she walked in and shouted loudly.
Unexpectedly, this directly pushed Liu Cheng's anger to the peak. He grabbed Shen Meihuan's hand in an instant and pulled her out. "You are not a member of this family! I didn't let you in, scram!! "
"Liu Cheng! No matter what, let me gradually shine! He is also my child! You have no right to stop me from seeing him! Liu Cheng, let go of me! Let go!! "
"See you! You can meet him when you're dead! " Liu Cheng roared at this time, "Let's see if he will recognize you as his mother in hell!"
"What did you say?" Shen Meihuan's face suddenly changed.
"He is dead!" Liu Cheng shook off Shen Meihuan's hand and snorted.
"How could it be …"
…
"This is his tomb. If you don't believe it, dig it up and see! Let's see if you dare to dig up your son's tomb! "
On the nearby hill, Liu Cheng was drinking the sorghum wine he bought on the way, looking embarrassed and haggard.
"Jiahui …"
Shen Meihuan's face was pale. She knelt in front of the tomb and touched the name on the tombstone with trembling fingers. She did not speak, but just touched the name again and again.
"When did it happen? Why did a good child die just like that? " Gu Feng was very calm. He frowned and grabbed Liu Cheng's collar, asking loudly.
"Isn't it all because of this heartless mother who left!" Liu Cheng snorted, "Shen Meihuan, your son sits in front of the door every day waiting for you to come back. Have you ever come back to see him? You haven't! The child was so sad that he ran away from home to find you! On a rainy day! Then he fell into the pond and drowned! 'You evil woman!!' How dare you come back! "
"Mind your words!" Gu Feng retorted.
Seeing that they were about to fight, Shen Meihuan suddenly threw Liu Cheng to the ground and bit him, "You lied to me! My son is not dead … You lied to me! You lied to me! I don't believe it! You lied to me! You lied to me! "
"Give the child back to me! Give the child back to me! "
…
"Give the child back to me, give the child back to me!"
Suddenly, a scream rang out in the ward. The mournful and indignant voice woke the two people in the ward up from their sleep at the same time.
Ma Houde looked at Shen Meihuan who finally woke up. Seeing the sweat on her forehead, he quickly came to her and said, "Mrs. Gu, Mrs. Gu, calm down. You are just dreaming. Calm down, calm down. "
"Where … Where am I?" Shen Meihuan looked around absent-mindedly.
"You suddenly fainted, so we sent you to the hospital." Ma Houde said, "The doctor said that you are in poor health with severe anemia and need to rest."
"My son, my son!" Shen Meihuan nervously grasped Ma Houde's clothes, "My son, my son!"
"Relax, relax." Ma Houde hurriedly said, "When you fainted, I asked someone to check the household register. We know where he is. He is here, also in the hospital, but he is in the No.3 Hospital. "
"He … he is here?" Shen Meihuan was stunned.
Ma Houde nodded, "Well, we don't know where Liu Jiahui grew up. However, we did find out that Liu Cheng died of illness six years ago. Liu Jiahui and his grandmother depended on each other. Your mother-in-law … No, Liu Cheng's mother is called He Xiaomei, right? "
"She … she is He Xiaomei."
"That's it." Ma Houde said, "According to the records, He Xiaomei came to the No.3 Hospital for a gastrectomy some time ago. Her mother is still recuperating there, and her family name is Liu Jiahui. So, the one who has been following you recently should be your other son, Liu Jiahui. "
"Jiahui …"
Shen Meihuan was stunned.
She slowly lowered her head and murmured "Jiahui". She didn't know what to say for a while … How, how could he …
Jiajie was missing, but Liu Jiahui was still alive …
She put her hands on her head and hugged it tightly.
After a long time, she suddenly raised her head, "Officer Ma, can you take me to see him? There are some things that I would like to clarify. "
"OK." Ma Houde nodded, "I will talk to the doctor. It should be OK."
She was taken away from the hospital and went to another hospital. There was no accident on the way.
The young police officer and Ma Houde in the driver's seat and the passenger's seat occasionally looked at Shen Meihuan in the rearview mirror. She leaned her head against the window and silently looked at the shadows on the street. They sighed silently.
They thought that for this woman, the death of the son she had raised all her life might be a source of despair, but if the other child who had left her when he was young could return to her …
Hopefully, she could get rid of the grief.
After a while, they arrived at the No.3 Hospital where He Xiaomei lived.
"Officer, this is the room." The nurse took them to the door of the ward.
Shen Meihuan put her hand on the door. She hesitated for a long time before she took a deep breath, pushed the door open and walked in first.
At this time, Ma Houde felt that he shouldn't go in. In fact, he could almost hear everything outside the door. He waved his hand and asked the young police officer to stay outside the door.
The two leaned against the wall and quietly listened to the movement inside the room.
When Shen Meihuan saw He Xiaomei's appearance, she was obviously at a loss. The old man lying on the bed was obviously much older than what she remembered.
Maybe it was because of the operation.
Her hair was gray and sparse, her eyes were sunken, and her skin was dark and rough. The quilt covered He Xiaomei's body. She looked out of the window silently, as if she was waiting for someone to come back.
Shen Meihuan took two steps forward, but she couldn't think of how to call the old woman.
It seemed inappropriate to call her.
Suddenly, the old woman turned her face. She might have heard the movement. When the two of them looked at each other, Shen Meihuan subconsciously said, "Mom …"
However, she quickly realized what she had just said and immediately stopped.
"Who are you?" He Xiaomei was a little confused. The old woman smiled kindly and shook her head, "My eyes are not very good. Come here and let me see clearly."
"It's me." Shen Meihuan took a deep breath, walked to the bed and sat down, "I'm Meihuan. Do you remember me?"
The old woman suddenly pulled her hand out of the quilt.
She moved her lips as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything. After a long time, He Xiaomei put down her hand, but soon she excitedly reached out and grasped Shen Meihuan's hand, "Is it really you? Meihuan, is it really you? "
She even reached out her hands, gently held Shen Meihuan's face, and carefully touched it, "I didn't expect … I didn't expect to see you one day."
Shen Meihuan took a deep breath, "I heard that you had an operation in this hospital …"
As she spoke, she grabbed the old man's hand tightly. "You … Can you tell me who sent you here?"
"I knew that this matter couldn't be hidden forever …" He Xiaomei shook her head. Suddenly, she propped herself up and walked down the stairs.
Seeing that He Xiaomei was about to kneel on the ground, Shen Meihuan suddenly panicked, "Mom, what are you doing?"
"I'm sorry, Meihuan, I'm sorry! We lied to you, we lied to you! "
The old woman didn't want to get up, so she knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, "That year, you called me and said you wanted to take Jiahui away. I panicked and told you Liu Cheng … Alas, we didn't mean it, but … Liu Cheng made a fake grave and lied to you. Liu Cheng knew that you would only give up when you knew that Jiahui was dead, so … so … "
Shen Meihuan suddenly sat on the ground and shook her head slightly. Her eyes seemed to have lost focus, "Jiahui … Jiahui … is not dead … Jiahui … Ah!!! Ah!!!! Ah!!!! "
Shen Meihuan suddenly screamed at He Xiaomei, and the pain buried in her heart for more than ten years was released unreservedly.
"You!! You … How can you do this to me!! How can you do this to me!! Ah!!! Ah!!! You lied to me!! How can you … do this to me … "
She coughed dryly as if she wanted to vomit. She slowly pressed her hands on the ground and shed tears, "Do this … to me …"
He Xiaomei could only hold her tightly with pain and guilt, and also sobbed, "I'm sorry, Meihuan, I'm sorry …"
Ah!!! Ah!!!
She was still screaming.
She was afraid that she could only let herself breathe like this.
…
"Listen, I'm going to smoke outside. Tell me later."
The commotion in the room was still there, but Ma Ir suddenly patted the shoulder of the young police officer beside him and walked away.
Although the young policeman had been handling cases for so many years, he still knew that Ma Ir's tear ducts were sometimes clear. He shook his head as well. Ma Ir was also a father, so he could probably feel the pain of losing his son.
The room was silent for a long time, and then some voices began to come out.
Shen Meihuan said.
"Jiahui … How has he been these years?" Shen Meihuan looked at He Xiaomei with red eyes, choking with sobs, "That man … Liu Cheng died a few years ago … Why didn't you come to me?"
He Xiaomei sighed, "I didn't know how to sleep with you … Jiahui, he didn't know you. When the child was young, Liu Cheng told him that you were dead … I didn't dare to tell Jiahui the truth, nor did I have the face to tell him. "
"Then now …"
"A few months ago, I was sick." He Xiaomei said sadly, "I felt that I was dying, so I told him the truth. I'm afraid that after I leave, he won't have a single family member left. The child was so pitiful. Liu Cheng's illness dragged on for several years. When he was sick, he had a bad temper and would beat the child. I couldn't protect these old bones of mine so many times … I wanted to take him away and look for you, but the sea of people is vast and I don't know where to look for you. I secretly went to the place where you worked and asked, but the people there said that there was no news about you … "
The old woman didn't want her grandson to be taken away, so she agreed with Liu Cheng's … son's plan.
Shen Meihuan could understand He Xiaomei … If she were in He Xiaomei's shoes, she would be no better.
But understanding didn't make her feel relieved. That was another thing.
Shen Meihuan calmed down. Now that she knew that her other son was alive, it was probably the best news in a long time.
"You … How did you get the money for the operation?"
"Jiahui sold the house in his hometown and borrowed some money." He Xiaomei shook her head, "I was old and didn't want to be a burden to him, but the child refused. He held me and said that if I didn't do the operation, he would die in front of me … I … What else could I say? "
She sighed and said, "The doctor said that I'm too old. Even if I did the operation, it might not be successful … I thought that if I really died, I couldn't let this child be alone, so I told him the truth."
Then she grabbed Shen Meihuan's arm, "You're here! Did Jiahui find you? During this time, Jiahui went out whenever he had time. I know he must be looking for you. By the way, where is Jiajie? Is he all right? Can … can I see him? "
Shen Meihuan didn't know what to say to the old woman who she once respected but now resented.
Could the old woman bear such a sad thing?
"He … he's fine." Shen Meihuan turned her face away, "We sent him abroad."
She could only hide it temporarily … But she was also confused.
She didn't know where Gu Jiajie was now.
"Really … I see."
For He Xiaomei, this was probably the best news she heard during this time. At least another grandson she missed for more than ten years was successful again.
…
Ma Houde was a little irritable, smoking a cigarette.
He paced back and forth outside the hospital building. Suddenly, he saw a guy in front of him. The food that the guy was carrying dropped to the ground.
It was a bowl of hot porridge.
But he turned around and ran away!
"Don't run!" Ma Houde threw the cigarette butt and chased after him, "Liu Jiahui! Don't run! Don't run! "
He chased after him.
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