Summer night, 1928, Yuxu Mountain.
The sky was still extremely gloomy, like a huge iron pot hanging upside down above Stone Pond Village.
The lights in the village were all gone, and everything was shrouded in the thick twilight.
The dark clouds were still piling up bit by bit, getting thicker and thicker. The air was filled with dense water vapor, giving people a feeling of suffocation.
There was no wind. All the trees stood there quietly, as if they were accumulating some kind of unpredictable power.
Tonight was destined to be an eventful night…
"Ah!"
Just after midnight, a painful cry broke the silence of the night…
The cry came from an abandoned courtyard. In the courtyard, there was a dilapidated wooden house.
Although it was called a wooden house, it was actually a simple firewood shed. The roof was made of straw, and the wooden house was surrounded by logs. There was only a very narrow door to enter and exit.
The small door was locked with an iron chain and a lock. Through the gap in the door, a young woman could be seen lying on the weeds in the wooden house.
The woman was in her twenties. Although her face was dirty, it could not hide her unforgettable face. Her breathtakingly beautiful face.
The woman's abdomen was bulging, indicating that a new life was about to arrive in this complicated world.
The pain of childbirth made her face completely distorted. The unbearable pain made her constantly cry out in pain.
With no one by her side, she could only endure it silently…
Crack!
A clap of thunder exploded in the sky above the village. Accompanied by the sound of thunder, the rain that had accumulated for a long time fell from the sky like a downpour.
"Wuuu ~ Wuuu ~"
A strong wind blew, and all the trees swayed like ghosts in the storm.
Rainwater seeped through the gaps in the wooden house and was blown into the house by the strong wind. The wooden house creaked in the wind and looked like it was about to collapse.
The woman curled up in the grass, but the pain forced her to keep turning her body.
Rumble…
Thunder rumbled continuously.
"Ah!"
The woman let out another heart-wrenching scream.
Then, a baby's cry came from under the woman's skirt.
A bright bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the woman's pale face.
The woman's head was tilted to the side, her eyes were closed, and her fluffy black hair was covered in weeds.
She did not seem to have any strength…
The baby was still crying…
The sound of thunder, rain, wind, and the baby's weak cries played a life march together...
Perhaps the baby's cries had awakened the woman's remaining consciousness. She struggled to sit up and pulled out a baby waving its little hands from under her skirt…
The woman held the child in her arms and bit off the baby's umbilical cord with her teeth. She took off her coat and wrapped the child up.
The wind had stopped, and the rain had lessened. The woman who was still wandering around the Grim Reaper seemed to have forgotten the pain of childbirth.
She held the child in her arms. She wanted to let the child taste breast milk for the first and last time. She seemed to want to tell the child that there was not only wind and rain in this world, but also the sweetness of a mother's milk.
This was the great motherly love!!
She had been locked up in this firewood room for more than two months. Today, her child was finally born.
The wind and rain continued to beat against the wooden house. Li Huizhu kissed the child on the cheek and placed him in the grass nest. He tore off a piece of his sleeve, bit his finger, and wrote a few lines of words on the sleeve with his blood. Then, he took off the longevity lock on his neck and opened it, hiding the blood book inside.
She hung the longevity lock around the child's neck and struggled to stand up. She held the wooden pillar on the wall with both hands and looked at the stormy world outside through the gap.
"Ah ~!"
She raised her head and let out a long cry. Her cry pierced through the rainy night and echoed in the mountains around the village...
She questioned the heavens again, questioning why fate was so unfair, questioning the indifference of this world.
Perhaps she was lamenting about her short and sad life…
She quietly sat back down and wrote the words " Li Jingtian " on the child's clothes with the blood on her fingertips.
She slowly picked up the porcelain bowl on the floor and smashed it on the ground.
Li Huizhu reached out and picked up a sharp porcelain piece. After hesitating for a moment, she turned around and looked at the fragile little life beside her. There was a helpless sadness in her eyes.
Li Huizhu reluctantly turned around and used the porcelain piece in her hand to make a deep cut on her wrist…
Fresh blood spurted out and dripped onto the weeds below him.
She took one last look at the child, then lay down in the grass and closed her eyes peacefully…
"Dark clouds cover the moon and the cold rain drifts. Only the Green Mountain was still there, but sadly, all thoughts of dust had disappeared.”
Although it was already the Republic of China, the feudal system still imprisoned people's brains.
Because Li Huizhu was pregnant before marriage, according to the Li family rules, she should be subjected to the punishment of "confinement". (The punishment of claustrophobia was a punishment specially set up in feudal society for women who did not abide by the rules of women. It was extremely cruel.
The birth of the child also heralded the beginning of Li Huizhu's ordeal. Therefore, she would rather die than suffer that kind of inhuman torture.
The storm raged for an entire night. Early the next morning, on the main road outside Stone Pond Village, a figure holding a baby was slowly walking into the distance…
She looked to be in her seventies, with a head full of silver hair. The vicissitudes of time had carved marks all over her face. She was holding a newborn baby in her arms, and her footsteps were a little unsteady.
She was Li Huizhu's grandmother, and the baby in her arms was the child that Li Huizhu had just given birth to last night.
Although the old lady had just lost her granddaughter, there was no pain or tears on her face.
People often said that it was the greatest misfortune in life for a white-haired person to send off a black-haired person. However, she had already sent away her daughter and son-in-law one after another. Today, she buried herself again
Granddaughter.
She seemed to have become numb, and she could no longer feel the pain in her heart.
The old lady wanted to take the child away from this sad place. Other than bringing her endless pain, there was nothing else she could miss.
A ray of dawn shone on the old and young. Slowly, their figures disappeared into the distant horizon. No one knew where they were going…
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