Words fall, just listen to "bang", should cold years straight down in front of him, back is full of blood.

The lame doctor then knew that the child was not unable to fight, but was completely hanging with a breath, and he still held the iron bar tightly in his hand.

Jiang Qixing kneels beside Ying Hannian and cries.

The lame doctor is not completely bad. He just likes gambling and drinking. He thinks it's not a bad thing to accept such a tough young apprentice.

He picked up Ying Hannian and cured him.

The next morning, Ying Hannian didn't listen to the doctor, gritted his teeth, endured the pain and got out of bed and went home.

……

In the morning, when Ying Hannian came home, Ying Yongxi had already got up and was in good spirits.

When he stepped into the room, Ying Yongxi was standing in front of the table. She was wearing a very beautiful blue dance skirt with butterflies embroidered on it. It was flexible and vivid, as if she wanted to spread her wings and fly away.

On the table is his favorite lard bibimbap. The rice is crystal clear, full, white and shiny.

Life and death Street rice is very difficult to buy, can eat lard bibimbap not many times, every time to eat, should be cold years will eat completely.

At this time, Ying Yongxi was pouring a packet of white powder into the rice. When he came in, she asked with a smile, "Han, are you back? Did you sleep at a Xing's last night? "

Ying Hannian didn't answer. He went to the table and saw two bowls of rice covered with white powder. Ying Yongxi knew that he was smart and could guess everything, so he sat down at the table and handed him chopsticks. Her face was so delicate that she could not be faultless. She was the one who talked about the beauty of the country and the city. She could not be destroyed by years

.

"Cold, it's too hard." Ying Yongxi says with a smile that she looks more beautiful when she smiles.

"You didn't say that before."

He took the chopsticks, looked at the white powder on the bowl and said.

Hearing the speech, Ying Yongxi was gloomy in his eyes and said with a forced smile, "before, I always thought there was hope. I thought that if I persisted, I could let you out of the street of life and death, but now..."

“……”

Ying Hannian looks at her in an uncertain way.

"Don't say that." Ying Yongxi didn't say much. He just looked at it in a soft voice and told him, "if you don't want to eat, your mother will start to eat. The Jiang family will take care of you. Your mother doesn't want to be a drag on you."

There are so many people who want to torture her. When she dies, her son will be free.

With that, Ying Yongxi picked up chopsticks, and Ying Hannian sat down beside her and said, "I've taken all the money to the lame doctor. I'll buy him medicine for you."

"What?"

Ying Yongxi stayed for a while.

All the money?

"He lied to me, I hit him, he cut me." Ying Hannian calmly looked at her and said word by word, "can I eat this bowl of rice later? My back is already very painful. I'm afraid it will hurt even more."

He is not afraid of death.

He wants to be with her forever, whatever she says.

But he was afraid that he would not be able to die for a while and a half. When the two kinds of pain were added together, he could not stand it. When he heard this, Ying Yongxi put down his chopsticks and stood up in a hurry to lift his clothes. He was wearing one of the lame doctor's clothes. As soon as he opened it, there was a wound stitched on his back, which was as bloody as a centipede,

No gauze

Ying Yongxi's eyes were wide open in amazement and his fingers were shaking badly.

How can this child

The next second, Ying Hannian fell on her, with a pale face and a low voice, "don't eat now. When I sleep for a while, it won't hurt so much. Let's eat together."

Then the child fainted in her arms.

“……”

Ying Yongxi stood there, looking at the child in his arms, with a look on his face and shaking hands around him.

No one ate lard and rice.

Since then, Ying Yongxi has never mentioned death again, and she is no longer insane. It seems that she was only stimulated and figured it out.

She is the same as before, tough to live, and strive to do all her best to take care of the children.

She wants to live with her son to the day when she can leave the street of life and death.

Ying Hannian's injury is getting better. The lame doctor said that his life is very cheap, so he is very easy to maintain. If the injury is more serious, it will be better for him to rest for a period of time.Jiang's father and mother thought about opening a laundry. They were so poor that they wanted to put up a sign at home and get people to wash their clothes.

At Ying Hannian's insistence, the couple rented a shop and paid the rent for two months. If they didn't earn it back, they would lose everything.

Ying Hannian has many ghost ideas, and he finds that his previous tricks can also be used in business.

He thought of a lot of ways.

The business of the laundromat was really set on fire by him. Miraculously, it became the best laundromat on the street of life and death, and there was an endless stream of business.

Jiang's mother can't help herself, and Jiang's father doesn't work hard any more. The husband and wife wash clothes together.

For a period of time, Jiang's mother often carries chicken, duck and fish to Ying Yongxi. Although Ying Yongxi is still in the meat business, the two families are getting better and better, and the two children are growing stronger and stronger.

Ying Hannian studied medicine with the lame doctor. Ying Yongxi's body was taken care of by himself. Her body was getting better day by day, her spirit was getting better, and the light of hope was rekindled in her eyes.

The old man at the dock told Ying Hannian that if he saved enough money, he could get on the boat, leave the street of life and death, leave the country and secretly go to a better and richer country.

Two thousand five one.

Plus the Jiang family, that's twelve thousand five.

It's not a small number, but people are happy when they have hope.

Ying Yongxi felt that she could not escape at first, but looking at her clever son, she also began to hope that maybe she could escape from those people. People always have to try.

Escape from the street of life and death, escape to a small place that no one knows, and start over again, she will never have to do such humble work again.

If the end of life and death street is written like this, it should be... Fairly satisfactory?

Just as Ying Hannian was raising money, Ying Yongxi was seriously ill again.

It's not a mental disorder, it's a terminal disease.

It's a dirty disease.

Ying Hannian almost went crazy.

He cheated a handful of money and threw it in front of the lame doctor. The lame doctor didn't dare to ask for it, but just shook his head.

Ying Yongxi's incurable illness spread in the street of life and death. No more guests came to see her. She could no longer dance on the dance floor and enjoy her own time for a minute or two.

She was lying on the rocking chair she had bought in the cold year, sitting in front of the door, rocking and rocking in the sun.

Some people pass by, women's feelings, how can someone dying is so beautiful; How could such a beautiful woman die.

Ying Hannian was sitting beside her, wearing a white shirt stained with ash. He was already a tall and straight 15-year-old. He peeled an orange and peeled off the white silk on the orange petals, leaving only the full and crystal orange petals. Then he handed it to Ying Yongxi and said to her, "Mom, I can't cure you."