Dreaming of 1988, I have the ability to see ghosts and ghosts

"Where is that beast Li Yuangui?"

Li Jinfang asked viciously while coughing and dragging her weak body to sit up.

The two sisters were frightened by her tone and answered in fear.

"He's out again! I don't know where he went to drink again."

"You two go to school, I'm fine."

Li Jinfang's voice was cold as ice. No matter what, she didn't want her two younger sisters' studies to be affected because of her.

When their mother was alive, no matter how hard and tired her life was, she always made sure that the three sisters went to school well, got into technical secondary school, left the countryside, and escaped from the hard life of working in the fields.

It’s a pity that the mother did not live to see that day. She left the three sisters and passed away alone, taking Li Yuangui’s soul and conscience with her.

Let them live in this world helplessly, experience the hardships of life, and even suffer humiliation.

The two younger sisters were frightened by her abnormal attitude. They trembled and left the room. Then they helped her carry a bowl of porridge and quietly went to school.

Li Jinfang got out of bed with difficulty and groped her way to Li Yuangui's room with a dizzy head. The bloodstain on the bed had dried up but was still clearly visible, bearing the humiliation she had suffered that night.

Without thinking, she tore the bed sheet off and tore it into pieces. Then she took it to the earthen stove, lit a fire, and burned the torn sheets to ashes.

He picked up the broom and collected the tiny bit of ashes from the burnt sheet with a dustpan. He staggered a long way before finally dumping it into a field.

After doing all this, her face was still covered with tears. She wiped away her tears and continued to live, not for herself, but for her two younger sisters and for her mother's last wishes.

Just like this, the days passed one by one. From that day on, Li Jinfang never looked at Li Yuangui straight in the eye, nor did she call her father anymore. She either just said "Hey" or called him by his name.

When Li Yuangui was sober, he was also puzzled by the changes in Li Jinfang. Perhaps for him.

What he did to Li Jinfang that day was probably just a dream. Perhaps he didn't want to believe that he did it. In short, he was still living a life of drunkenness and dreams, spending his days like a walking corpse.

More than a month passed and Li Jinfang's period did not come. She panicked. Although her mother passed away early, she still had some common sense in this regard. Could it be that she got pregnant just after that one time?

She prayed secretly that such an unbelievable thing would not happen to her.

But things went against his wishes and what he feared still happened. By the third month, her period still had not come, and her belly gradually bulged. She was at a loss.

In this era, having a child before marriage is unacceptable, let alone...

She didn't dare to think about it, she didn't dare to think about it at all, and she lived in fear every day.

The town's clinic could have removed the baby, but she didn't dare go. She asked the women in the village about what they could eat to induce a miscarriage.

The folk remedies obtained were all strange and varied. Some said to eat safflower, some said to use musk, some said to use water chestnuts, and some said to use something cool.

She didn't know about safflower and musk, but she knew about cold things like water chestnuts. She ate a lot of them, but her stomach kept getting bigger and bigger.

She really had no other options, so she took up a piece of white cloth and wrapped it around her belly, and wore loose clothes, and worked and jumped desperately, hoping to get the baby out this way.

Until October, no one noticed anything wrong with her, including her two sisters.

One day in December, in the middle of the night, the cold wind was howling and snow was falling heavily. The goose-feather-like snow hit the window glass with the wind and immediately turned into a drop of water and floated down the river.

As more and more snowflakes floated, the cold outside became heavier, and more and more snowflakes fell on the windows. In the cold night, the reflection of the moonlight formed a cold light on the white, rushing straight into the sky.

Li Jinfang's heart was as cold as ice and her whole body was shivering. After a while, her stomach began to ache.

She was not yet 16 years old, but when she knew her baby was about to be born, she called out to her two younger sisters who lived next door.

The two sisters ran over, not knowing what was going on.

"Sister, what's wrong with you!"

The two sisters were at a loss as to what to do when they saw her painful expression.

"Go quickly, go to the other side of the bay and call Aunt Yang!"

She used her last bit of strength to tell her older sister Li Jinmei that although Aunt Yang was not a midwife, she was the one who delivered the babies of her two daughters-in-law.

"Little sister, go to the kitchen and boil some hot water!" She directed her little sister Li Jinhua.

The two younger sisters went out in a panic, and the younger sister went to the kitchen to boil water while crying.

The eldest sister, wearing only a flowered cotton jacket and the cloth slippers that her mother had made for them before she died, opened the door and walked towards the other end of the bay in the biting cold wind.

The bay was not big, with only seven households in the middle, but the wind and snow were too strong, and Li Jinmei struggled forward in the dark, and finally arrived at Aunt Yang's door.

"Oh my God, Jinmei, it's so cold at night, what are you doing here?" It was Aunt Yang who opened the door.

"Aunt Yang, hurry up and save my sister, she has a stomachache!" After saying that, Li Jinmei burst into tears.

"Okay, okay, okay! Let me get dressed and I'll go with you right away."

Aunt Yang didn't know what had happened to Li Jinfang. She instinctively put on her clothes quickly and followed Li Jinmei to her home.

By the time Aunt Yang and Li Jinmei entered the room, Li Jinfang had already fainted and blood was seeping out from the bedside.

"Oh my God, Jinfang, you, how come you have a child?"

The moment Aunt Yang lifted the quilt, she was frightened by the scene in front of her and screamed in surprise.

She couldn't believe her eyes. Li Jinfang was lying in a pool of blood, and the baby's head was already out.

"Hurry, hurry! Jinmei, get some hot water, and ask your dad to call Doctor Zhang from the village. Your sister might be bleeding heavily."

Aunt Yang is 60 years old. She has seen a lot of things like this and knows the seriousness of the situation.

Although she didn't know how Jin Fang came into being with this child, at this critical moment, she had to save the child and Jin Fang's life first.

Jinhua brought some hot water, and Aunt Yang worked on it for a while before waking Li Jinfang up. She used her last bit of strength to give birth to the baby, and then fainted again.

Li Jinmei called for a long time but failed to wake Li Yuangui up. Finally, after Aunt Yang wrapped the child up and saw that Li Jinfang was bleeding profusely, she went outside, grabbed a handful of snow, and rubbed it hard on Li Yuangui's face, waking him up.

"What's going on?" He looked at the three people in front of him with a confused look on his face. "Sister Yang, why are you in my house?"

"Hurry up and call Doctor Zhang, your Jinfang is in danger!" Aunt Yang was very angry.

Li Yuangui, still reeking of alcohol, finally got up and staggered toward Dr. Zhang's house.

"How can there be such an unreliable father?" Looking at Li Yuangui's swaying figure in the snow, the aunt shook her head and complained.