Feng Zi Dao looked at the distant Nanshan Mountain and couldn't help but frown, he said: "We are two ways, you still continue to explore the news, Hong and I are going to Nanshan to see."

“All right.”My brother nodded his head, still carrying rice on his shoulder.

After the separation, we walked along the road, to the direction of the southern mountain, but the more the more remote, the more the more remote, the original cement road later became the stone road, looking not far, in fact, walking for more than an hour has not yet arrived.

Along the way also asked a few people, one of the old people is more talkative, my brother and my sister-in-law is in the name of the couple, said before the flow of one, sent to the South Mountain, and then has not been pregnant, after the high people raised a point, said that because the flowing out of the one in the suze, so to come to the South Mountain to worship.

The old man was also talkative, and talked to us for a long time, he made tea on the side of the road, and let us stop and stop to drink tea.

This Song Shuangfu married 20 years ago, and then there was a quarrel and quarrel, his wife carrying him to the seven-month-old child in the stomach to the flow, when Song Shuangfu arrived at the hospital, the child has been taken out, thrown into the barrel.

He rushed in and pulled up the child, but there was no breath, and there was a needle hole in the sole of his foot, which was shot by the hospital.

At that time, he was desperate and almost strangled the doctor and nurse, so that he was stopped.

He wanted to return the child's body, and then found that there were other children's bodies in the barrel, which should not have died, there was a possibility of survival, so he asked the hospital to give him the bodies of these children, he said he would try to save the children.

The hospital saw that Song Shuangfu was not joking, and experienced the pain of bereavement, if he did not give these to him, he may take extreme measures, so he will give those children who are still moving to him.

At that time, there were more than a dozen children, some of whom were already blue-haired and black, and some of them died when they returned home, but miraculously, among the dozen children, he actually saved a girl and raised them.

He and his wife divorced, and then almost spent their savings, to rent a deserted mountain in the village, which is now Nanshan, and he buried the bodies of those children on the South Mountain.

And like a demon, go to the major hospitals every day, find the hospital to let those people out, has become a baby, he is dead, he does not want, but as long as there is still moving, he will bring back for treatment as soon as possible, can save one is one.

Twenty years as a day, Song Shuangfu from the major hospitals to receive more than 10,000 babies, and then the major hospitals have been moved by him, all those who flow out of the child, and there is a breathing heartbeat, the survival rate is relatively large, will require the mother of the abortion to give 50 yuan, they will send money and infants to Song Shuangfu's hands.

Fifty dollars was used to buy a dress for the baby, and a stone coffin, and some candlesticks and gold paper, if it hadn’t been saved.

The old man praised the living bodhisattva of Song Shuangfu's life, which could be 20 years as a day, and had no remuneration, and had to put all his energy and home into it.

But the good people have good news, more than a hundred children have been rescued, the oldest is now 20 years old, the small is not yet full moon, the village on the mountain water and electricity is free, but also on the mountain to a house as a shelter, every month the villagers will spontaneously send some food to the mountain, some clothes, some milk powder.

As long as it is Song Shuangfu's adopted children, they do not need tuition fees until junior high school.

In the past, as long as Song Shuangfu took care of these many children alone, now it is good, the children are big, will help take care of them.

Because there are too many children, Song Shuangfu can not remember their names, so the boys are called Afu, girls are called A couple, only when the account, will let the police find a word in the dictionary, Song X Fu or Song X double.

Other people's household accounts are usually only one, but Song Shuangfu's household account book is nearly 20.

We also feel that we don’t know what to say about Song Shuangfu.

Before we went up the mountain, we found a rural credit union and went in to get two thousand dollars, which was ready to go up the mountain to donate to Song Shuangfu.

But to the foot of the South Mountain, a large stone, even carved: Taoist monks and dogs, not to go up the mountain, otherwise the consequences are self-defeating!

I took a cold breath, my brother and my sister-in-law were also blind, is it because the South Mountain is not allowed to go up Taoists and monks, so the villagers reject Taoists and monks?

Think about it, it's possible!Everyone thinks that Song Shuangfu is a good person, it is not easy, and if there is a dirty thing on the mountain, it should be a baby spirit, Song Shuangfu treats them as their own children, and naturally they are not willing to let the Taoists and monks take it.

My brother and I and my sister-in-law went up the mountain, the road was still very good, obviously repaired, the steps were also very neat, the whole mountain is not high, climbed a while to the top of the mountain.

There is a three-story building that should be Song Shuangfu's shelter.

We walked toward the building, not far away from a dozen or so children of four or four, who saw us and ran towards us, followed by a large black dog barking at us.

When the child came around, my sister-in-law quickly took a large bag of big white rabbit milk candy from the backpack, which was not specially prepared, but my sister-in-law liked to eat this sugar, my brother will give her every time, this is a use.

After one sent one, the big black dog seemed to want, and one of the children said, "Aunt, give the big black candy, and he will eat it."

“All right.”My sister-in-law smiled and took a candy, and one of the little girls took it over, opened the wrapping paper, and stuffed it into the big black mouth, and the big black even snapped it up, and the spit, which made the children laugh.

I felt for a while that these were all children snatched from the hands of death.

If there is no Song Shuangfu to fight, I am afraid that these children who are laughing and laughing in front of them are a small skeleton and stay in the poor little sarcastic sarcombe.

All three of us are orphans, and if we were not indwelled by our grandfathers, we would not have survived, so I have an inexplicable sense of intimacy with these children, which should be connected to life.

“Where is your father?”My sister-in-law asked.

“Dad is in the cemetery.”The children pointed to the side.

We turned around and took a few steps over there, stunned by the scene in front of us.

Flat flat land, endless, at least a few thousand square meters, should be launched with a bulldozer to launch the flat land.

Then at this moment on this flat ground, neat, piece by piece of small tombstones, one next to each other, the distance between each piece is not more than ten centimeters.

Under the tombstone, it is necessary to be buried that the children who have not rescued successful children.