Rebirth of the Wild Age

Hong Weiguo brought a net bag for fishing, but the angle between the abandoned baby and the squatting mouth was too narrow, and he couldn't touch it at all.

At this time, many residents came to ask questions, and an aunt shouted: "Go to the septic tank to fish!"

The excrement channel of the dry toilet is connected to the septic tank. Every month, excrement workers regularly come to collect the excrement, and then sell it to nearby farmers as bio-fertilizer. The feces passage was slanted, and the abandoned baby had already slid a long distance, and about one meter further forward would fall into the cesspool.

Hong Weiguo came out of the men's toilet and worked with others to lift the concrete shield of the septic tank. He took off his shoes and was about to jump into the septic tank, because he was standing on the bank at an angle that was not easy to use.

Song Weiyang hurriedly stopped him: "Wait a minute, don't get poisoned by methane gas, find a rope and tie it around your waist. If you feel something wrong, just shout and we'll pull you up immediately."

"I have rope at home!" said a thin man with glasses. Song Weiyang knew this person, he lived next door to his rented house, he was a laid-off worker, and he spent all day watching martial arts at home.

Song Weiyang said: "Who is going to the police station? Call the police!"

An old woman said: "Go, my son has gone to the police."

Song Weiyang directed again: "Also, hurry up and hail a taxi and prepare to take it to the hospital. Tell the driver to wait first, one yuan a minute, and I will pay for it!"

"I'll go, I'll go!" said a young man.

A few minutes later, the laid-off worker wearing glasses brought a rope, and Hong Weiguo immediately tied it around his waist, and then carefully jumped into the septic tank. The place was very deep, and it hadn't been dug out for more than half a month, and the excrement and urine had been submerged up to Hong Weiguo's chest.

Hong Weiguo didn't need a net bag either. He held his breath and walked to the entrance of the passage, leaned over to take out the abandoned baby, and then quickly turned around and handed it to the people on the shore.

At this time, the policeman from the police station also arrived, and he opened his mouth and asked, "Is the child still talking?"

"It's alive, it's alive, and it's still alive!" The crowd holding the child said quickly.

Song Weiyang said, "Hurry up and send him to the hospital!"

The young man shouted on the side of the road 200 meters away: "The taxi is here, the taxi is here!"

The crowd ran wildly around the crowd who were carrying their children. After Hong Weiguo was arrested and charged, no one took care of him. He stinks of feces and urine, so he had to go back to the rental house to take a bath in desperation.

As soon as Song Weiyang opened the car door, the taxi driver yelled, "Why is there still shit? Don't come up, don't dirty my car!"

"Take a hammer, save your life!" Song Weiyang scolded.

Comrades from the police also yelled: "It is against the law to refuse to save you. If you dare to refuse the ride, you will be arrested and sent to jail!"

The driver was frightened immediately, and quickly said: "Hold the child well, and don't get shit on the car."

Fortunately, it was not winter at this time, otherwise the child would have been frozen to death.

"This child is pitiful, he was thrown into the toilet by his parents after he was born."

"It may be a disability, a disease that cannot be cured."

"With all hands and feet, how does it look like a disability? This is a girl, if it's a boy, I won't lose it."

"Is it really a woman? I didn't even pay attention to it."

"Grandma Yang, who picked up garbage on Longyan Street, picked up a girl in the garbage dump last year? These parents are really cruel. Even if you don't keep the meat that falls from your body, you should give it away. How can you go there?" Lost it in the toilet?"

"Amitabha, Amitabha, Bodhisattva bless you!"

"..."

Song Weiyang took off his clothes, wrapped the child up, and threw another two hundred yuan to the driver: "Hurry up, go to the hospital, and you will be compensated for the rest of the money."

The onlookers were talking on the side of the road, and they had already explained the matter clearly. The driver finally understood the situation and said quickly: "No, no, it's important to save your life. Sit still!"

The policeman sat in the passenger seat, and Song Weiyang and the aunt who was holding the child sat in the back seat.

The aunt shook it a few times, then stretched out her hand to detect the child's breath, and said in surprise: "Why don't you cry anymore, you can't wake up even if you shake it, you won't die, right?"

Song Weiyang also stretched out his hand to explore: "He's still breathing, he must be in a coma."

"Close the window, don't let the child catch a cold." The aunt said and was about to roll the window.

Song Weiyang said: "No, keep ventilation. The child is very close to the septic tank. It may be poisoned by methane gas. She is lucky if she didn't suffocate to death. Now let her breathe fresh air as much as possible."

"Oh oh." Auntie responded again and again.

The policeman asked: "This little brother is not a local, is he?"

Song Weiyang said: "I'm from Xikang. I'm studying in Shenghai and I'm graduating from university soon. I'm here to do social research and prepare to write my graduation thesis."

"The university still conducts social surveys?" The police felt quite strange.

Song Weiyang explained: "I majored in sociology."

"Oh, socialism is good," the policeman asked, "you found this child?"

Song Weiyang said: "Yes, I was urinating and suddenly heard the cry of a child. Do you often have abandoned babies here?"

The policeman smiled wryly and said: "There are very few abandoned babies in the city, especially those who work in the government and state-owned enterprises. They hid in the city, brought a boy home and gave it away when they gave birth to a girl. To be honest, I have seen two or three times and heard of many people who give away girls or throw them on the side of the road. It's the first time I've seen a girl throw it in the toilet, it's so cruel, it's a life!"

Song Weiyang asked: "How do you usually deal with this kind of abandoned baby?"

The policeman said: "Look for her parents, but I probably can't find them. Let's see if anyone is willing to adopt them. If no one adopts them, they will be sent to the orphanage. Young man, I think your family's conditions should be good. Why don't you take this little girl to the orphanage?" Adoption is fine."

"I can't, I don't meet the adoption requirements." Song Weiyang said.

"There are no conditions or conditions," the policeman laughed. "The law is dead, but people are alive. You found this girl, and you sent her to the hospital, and your family can afford it. This shows that she and you It's fate. Think about it, if you don't adopt her and send her to an orphanage, who knows what will happen to her? Just adopt her, and our police station will save trouble."

In a blink of an eye, they arrived at the County People's Hospital. Song Weiyang and his aunt took the child to the emergency room, explained the situation, and waited outside.

After about 20 minutes, the nurse came out and said: "Methane poisoning, the child is fine, just unconscious. Also, go buy some baby milk powder, the child probably hasn't been fed milk since birth."

"That's good, that's good, Bodhisattva bless you!" Auntie clapped her hands together, her hands and chest were covered with excrement and urine.

After Song Weiyang paid the money, he went to the gate with the police, handed cigarettes and said, "I'll go buy milk powder first."

After doing market research in the countryside, Song Weiyang smoked Hongtashan all the time. He was afraid of scaring the farmers when he scattered the smoke, and he was even more afraid of causing unnecessary trouble. Now he was smoking Zhonghua, and the policeman took the cigarette, and immediately became clearer about Song Weiyang's financial situation.

The policeman said: "I know where there is a milk powder seller, I will take you there."

"Thank you." Song Weiyang said.

The policeman urged: "Young man, I don't think you are short of money, so you might as well adopt this girl."

Song Weiyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Comrade policeman, you're trying to induce me to break the law. I'm my age, my gender, and I'm still unmarried. I can't adopt a baby. Don't bully me because I don't understand the law."

The policeman smoked a cigarette and said, "If my family's conditions allowed, I would adopt it myself, so I don't need to talk to you? To tell you the truth, if it was a boy baby, many people would rush to adopt it, and there would be no one for a girl baby." If you want, you can only send them to the orphanage. I don’t know about the orphanage in the county?

"Well, I know you have a kind heart." Song Weiyang said.

"These days, being kind is useful," said the policeman.

Song Weiyang laughed loudly: "Comrade policeman, you can't talk nonsense in this suit."

The policeman said: "I'm afraid of a bird, who can skin me because of one sentence?"

Song Weiyang bought a milk powder bottle, and went to buy baby clothes and swaddling clothes. On the way, he received a call from Hong Weiguo: "Hey, boss, where are you? I just took a shower."

"County People's Hospital," Song Weiyang urged, "come to the hospital quickly and change me. My clothes are still stained with feces. I'm so disgusted. When I first bought milk powder, I was almost kicked out by the clerk. I've never been so embarrassing in my life." Pass."

"Hahaha," Hong Weiguo laughed loudly, "Then you smell it for a while, and I'll come right away."