Feng Yan has been in the largest coastal city in China for 16 years. The poor boy who came to the big city from a small town in the north has now bought a house and a car, started a large-scale enterprise, and married a model girlfriend who has been in love for a long time.
The only fly in the ointment is that the marriage has not yet produced children.
Father Feng has adopted a conciliatory policy since he made repeated orders. After severely reprimanding his son and daughter-in-law, the news came that he was still not pregnant, so he called his son every three or five years to nag him: "Your old classmate gave birth to another son, Ouch! That fat boy weighed nine kilograms when he was born, and his four character name was Chen, a native of Fenzhou, and his son was nine kilograms, so his name was Chen Fenjiulang. What are you doing recently?"
Knowing that it is not easy for my son to work outside and raise a new child when he wants to become famous, the old man always thinks that if he waits like this, he will be angry with the old man Wang next door. After being transferred to the army, the old man Wang and the old man Feng worked together in a factory all their lives, and they are still door-to-door neighbors. At that time, the old king gave birth to three daughters after three in a row, but no son, while the old man Feng gave birth to two sons and one daughter, including Feng Yan. This made the old king take a detour when he saw the old man Feng for a long time. Otherwise, the scornful look of the old man Feng at his crotch would be unbearable, let alone a few words suddenly appeared, "Lao Wang, you should eat more wolfberries or bullwhip. Our brothers should not be so polite, just take whatever you need at home." Lao Wang, in front of his old friends for decades, always blushes and has a thick neck but has no way.
Now everyone is gone and retired. Old Wang takes his granddaughter to Father Feng's house when he has something to do with nothing. Every time he leaves, he does not forget to say a few words back, "Old Feng, this is your mistake. Where did you say my strength has gone before? Why don't you use it when it comes to your son? There are several parenting treasures in my family. Don't be polite to me when you come home..."
A few days ago, when Lao Wang finally heard that his daughter-in-law was pregnant, he went to the opposite door and found that the wall was covered with posters of little boys, not a picture of little girls.
"I said, Lao Feng, how can you know that your daughter-in-law gave birth to a son?"
"Bullshit, my old Feng family has always had sons as their firstborn since ancient times, and it's not wrong this time. Twins are possible. Our family has that tradition, unlike your old Wang family, which doesn't even have grandchildren with a handlebar." The two old men started drinking after a fight. After drinking, they began to discuss whether to take a handlebar or not.
It was dark after the port talk. Feng Yan drove home on Binhai Avenue, thinking that he was going to be a father, and he was overjoyed: "After years of hard work, there is finally an heir. What's the name of a son? Three words or two words? If you have a son, you must be strict! If you give birth to a daughter, you should be rich and pampered, but you should also be educated well. You must buy a Book of Changes tomorrow to see what is missing in the eight characters of your birthday. Although I don't believe in these Yin and Yang gossip, it is necessary to refer to them. "
The big coastal cities are always developing, and the roads are constantly being renovated and widened. The way out of the door may not be the right way back. Once, it took several circles to go home.
A big customer of the port talked very smoothly. "It seems that the milk powder money is available, hey hey." Feng Yan laughed a little and began to wonder where to buy milk powder. In the future, you can't neglect what you eat into your precious son's stomach. It has always been a policy that benefits the country and the people to have good health and good education, and you should implement it well.
The car window rolled down, and the speed was kept at 120 yards. The air mixed with sea breeze was delicious!
"Why are there so many warning signs on the brand new Binhai Avenue? Didn't it open to traffic a month ago? When it came, it was still good, and it was going to be renovated again?" Feng Yan was driving to mutter, and several rows of isolation posts with yellow reflective stickers appeared on the road ahead, "You can only walk along the side and go down this road!" Thinking like this, Suddenly, I found that there were warning signs on the side road in front, too late to brake! It's better to hit the warning sign than the isolation post made of cement. After running over the sign, the car still didn't stop and went straight into the sea. God! There is no fence beside the auxiliary road!
With the powerful strength of the car, Feng Yan rushed into the sea, and seemed to see himself and the car getting into a strange circle of light.
When Feng Yan woke up from his coma, he found himself lying on a hillside, surrounded by darkness. "Where is this dark place?" Looking up at the sky, the shining silver stars are brighter and brighter, just like elves, blinking their eyes playfully and looking at the world childishly. "The sky here is so fresh. I vaguely remember falling into the sea. How could there be a mountain?" His body was too weak to get up, but he couldn't move. Feng Yan had no choice but to count the stars in the sky, and fell asleep again after counting ten.
In his deep sleep, Feng Yan was suddenly awakened by a whine of horses. Opening his eyes vaguely, he saw an old man and several people running towards him on horseback. The old man got off his horse and walked to Feng Yan, anxiously touching his forehead with his hand. "Eh? Why is it so hot?" the old man shouted. After saying that, he picked up Feng Yan and put him on the horse. He turned around and shouted, "Chunmiao, hurry up."
Feng Yan was awakened by a jolt and looked at the old man in surprise. "Why is this dress like this?" Feng Yan murmured, "Excuse me, sir, who are you?"
The old man looked at Feng Yan with pity and sighed in a strange tone:
"Alas, the child is confused."
After a while, Feng Yan was taken to a cottage in a daze. The old man had just put Feng Yan on the straw mat when he entered the cottage. Soon, a girl aged 13 or 14 came to the cottage anxiously.
The old man turned to the girl and urged, "Go, call Ge Langzhong from the stronghold!"
"Hey!" The girl promised and ran out.
Half burning incense, the girl came in with a doctor of about fifty. The doctor didn't say anything. He squatted down beside the straw mat and squinted to pulse Feng Yan. After a while, he said to the old man next to him:
"Old horseman, this young horseman should have suffered from fever and prostration caused by cold, but it's OK. Take some medicine and drink a bowl of hot ginger soup to sweat. After a rest, it will be OK."
The old man could not help sighing, "That's good. That's good. Thank you, Ge Langzhong
"Hey, hey, I see. You took the trouble." After seeing the doctor out, the old man told the girl, "Chunmiao, you look at me very carefully. I'll go to the stables and punish the second leader if I delay."
"Got it, Grandpa." Chunmiao answered with a cry and squatted down and began to boil water.
When the ginger soup was hot, Chunmiao took it to the bed and helped Feng Yan up. Looking at the girl in front of him vaguely, Feng Yan couldn't help asking, "Little girl, who are you, that..."
"Don't talk, Brother Iron Egg, drink soup first." The girl scolded. Feng Yan had no choice but to drink the ginger soup with sweet and spicy taste in one gulp, which was slightly relieved. He put down his bowl and looked at the girl carefully. The girl's facial features were pretty, her slightly childish face was tinged with red, her head was tied with a ponytail, and she was wearing a red cotton padded jacket with patterns, which was very strange. Feng Yan could not help asking, "Little girl, I thought I heard your name Chunmiao just now?"
The little girl looked at Feng Yan in surprise, touched his forehead and asked:
"Brother Tiedan, what's wrong with you? Why don't you know me?"
Feng Yan stretched out his hand to push away. Suddenly, he saw his hands: "Ah! Whose hand is this? Why is it so small?" Feng Yan felt frightened and looked at his body
"Little girl... Well, Chunmiao, tell me where this is and who am I?"
The girl rubbed her eyes and opened her mouth strangely and said, "Brother Tie Dan, are you seriously ill? Why have you forgotten? This is Baiyun Stronghold! I'm Chunmiao, Brother Tie Dan, you don't remember me?" Then she cried sadly.
Feng Yan had to comfort him with a dull face, "Yes, yes, you are Chunmiao."
The girl smiled through her tears and complained, "I thought you had forgotten me, but what should I do?" Feng Yan felt pity for Chunmiao and wiped his tears, vaguely remembering the strange aperture when he drove into the sea.
