Under the night.

After Shen Zhibai left, Yan Qinghe sat on the steps and drank a cup of tea, and then stepped on the golden rainbow bridge to return to Ludong.

Now the long-term order can only be from where to go from here.

Although it is already 12 o'clock in the evening, the street is still very lively, especially in places such as snack streets.

The head is moving, the voice is boiling.

On the sidewalk of a road, a woman with a messy hair leaned forward and carried a bulging package.

In her arms, she was still holding a sleeping child, walking in a lost soul.

She was on the sidewalk, walking and stopping, looking up around, but not knowing where to go.

In her eyes, there is confusion, there is helplessness, there is no help.

There is also guilt and pain, and despair.

At this time, she leaned forward slightly, trying to stand, blankly looking ahead, where to go?

Although she was tired, her hands were tingled, and the clothes on her back were soaked, she could not put it down and did not know where to put it.

At this time, she thought that when she knelt down again and again to ask for a huge amount of money, she spent it all at once.

The child's illness, but has not always improved, forced to leave the hospital, walk in this unfamiable street, has been cornered.

She couldn't resist anymore.

The pain in the heart, the helplessness of the heart, the guilt of the heart, the pressure of the heart...

Suddenly, tears came out.

At this time, she was crying, afraid that she did not know where to go next, and did not know what else to do to save the child.

What is in front of her now is helpless and helpless.

Tears, like rain, fell on the child.

What else can she do besides cry and stay with her children?

“Mom, why are you crying?”

The two-year-old child woke up and asked, reaching out to help her mother wipe her tears.

"Mom didn't cry, her eyes were in the sand."

She repressed her voice, but the tears kept flowing, and she couldn’t stop trying to stop.

"Don't cry, I don't cry anymore."The little girl said, holding out her small hand to wipe the tears, but the more she rubbed, the more she rubbed.

"Mother doesn't cry, Mom doesn't cry."

The woman nodded and choked, holding on not crying.

A woman who looks very strong in front of an outsider.

When their children suffer from disease many times without fruition, they are hit by the reality of helpless.

But for the sake of the child, she also had to hold back her tears and pretend to be strong.

"Mom, I'm hungry."The little girl whispered.

“Mom bought you something to eat.”

The woman wiped away her tears and hugged the little girl to Sado, who was not far away.

However, she chose for a while, did not find a snack that could be assured to give the child, and asked, “Boss, do you know where to buy buns or porridge?”

The boss glanced at him and said, “I don’t know.”

"Then I'll buy a packet of biscuits."The woman finally picked out a pack of four or five biscuits, “Can it be cheaper?”

The boss frowned and did not speak, and seemed to bother.

The woman hesitated, put down the money and went out with the biscuits.

“Who, a pack of biscuits and a price?”“Do you think it’s a food market?”The boss looked at the background of the woman leaving and couldn’t help but grunt.

The first time he met, the store also paid for it.

At this time, the woman carefully opened the cookie, took one for the little girl, and asked, “Is it good to eat?”

“It’s delicious.”

The little girl ate while talking.

When the little girl finished the biscuits and said, "Mom, I'm sleepy", she fell asleep.

And she was dazed again in the street, walking and stopping, looking around, but she did not know where she was going...

She took her children and came to the bustling metropolis from her rural hometown to seek medical treatment, which originally thought that the technology was developed and the medical technology was advanced, and the child's disease could be quickly treated.

Unexpectedly, the ruthless reality was about to defeat her again and again.

After several treatments, the child's illness has not improved, but the recent illness has become more serious and even in danger.And their own savings, have been spent, even many times borrowed huge, has been used up.

There are only a dozen left.

Isolated, she left the hospital and walked the streets.

At this time, as she walked, there were silent tears, and her heart was desperate, feeling that she was sorry for the child and had no ability to cure the child...

She really wanted to hit her on the side of the road, but she couldn’t let go of the sleeping child.

I don't know when, she fell on her knees on the road, and she was sobbing and crying, and her face was full of tears, making passers-by turn back.

“Mom, I’m sorry for you, uh...”

The woman lost her voice crying.

At this time, the little girl woke up again and saw that her mother was crying, and some confused.

When a well-in-in-the-envelous passerby saw this scene, they stopped to ask what was going on, and the woman on the ground was even more sad, saying sorry and sorry to the child...

“Mom, don’t cry, huh...”

The little girl burst into tears and reached out to wipe her mother’s tears.

And under the constant questioning of passers-by, the woman finally said intermittently, making passers-by sigh.

“Where is the child’s father?”Some doubted to ask.

“Run away.”

The woman’s face said without expression.

At this time, the onlookers, knowing the woman's case, have put down some money, five, ten dollars, twenty dollars, fifty dollars, one hundred dollars...

And there was a passer-by who even put $500.

It was also suggested to have her post on the Internet and launch a love fundraiser...

At this time, someone took a mobile phone to shoot and said to the camera: "She is so poor, you must help her..."

When the shooting is finished, it will upload the video with a smile, and the text is marked "positive energy, please forward and like", and then smile and leave.

"Oh, the Goddess is very loving."

"I can't imagine a beautiful woman so loving, like to send."

At this time, the woman stopped crying, but her face was somewhat numb, and thanked in a low voice.

Passers-by, some stop, some leave...

They sympathized with it, and sighed, but could do nothing.

Because there is a disease in this world, called poverty, which is not cured.If this disease falls on them, they are the same, they can only admit their lives...

At this time, some passers-by suggested that women stay in the hotel first, after all, it was late at night.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you...”

The woman put away the thousand dollars, said thank you to the passers-by, and picked up the little girl and stood up.Although she has comfort in her heart because of the care of passers-by, she is still desperate and does not know where the road is.

She carried a bulging bag, holding the little girl while dazed.

Where to go?

Her feet were too heavy to lift.

And the face of the night, who has been watching next to him, basically determined that the situation is true, and he came up to the woman.

...