Cultivation of the Lucky Mouse

In the ward, a little boy in hospital clothes is sitting on the hospital bed. The plastic board that was supposed to be a small dining table has now become the little boy’s small desk. painting.The little boy is holding a thick watercolor pen in his small hands and is drawing something.The sun shines through the tall pine tree outside the window, lazily falling on the ward and beside the little boy, making the little boy look like a little angel who has fallen into the mortal world, and time seems to have stopped flowing.

This little angel-like little boy is called Wen Lu, and his nickname is Liuliu, which can be regarded as a change in the homophony of Lu. Because he has been in poor health since he was born, the name comes from the meaning of Fulu, Ankang, and even his nickname has Liuliu. The meaning of Liu Dashun is to place the family's greatest expectations on the child, hoping that the little boy can grow up healthy and healthy.

'Squeak--' The door was gently pushed open, breaking the still time in the ward, and a mature but slightly tired woman walked in.

The little boy raised his head and saw someone coming. While quickly turning over the painting he was finishing, he narrowed his eyes and said happily, "Mom, you are back. Where are the watercolor pens? Have you bought them yet?"

"Of course I bought it back, Liuliu's order, how can I not complete it~" Seeing the child's little movements, the little boy's mother smiled dotingly, and continued to ask, "Liuliu, what are you painting, so mysterious , don’t let mom see it.”

"Mom, don't worry. I'll finish the painting when Dad comes back from get off work. Let's watch it together, okay?" The little boy opened his big innocent eyes and tugged on his mother's sleeve like a baby.

"I have to wait for my father to come back, can't I let my mother take a look first? Mom is very curious, so why not?" The boy's mother pretended to be pitiful and asked her little baby.But the little boy still shook his head resolutely, and said affirmatively: "No, Mom, be good, and wait until Dad comes back at night!"

"Okay, mom won't watch it, and I'll watch it when dad comes back, then Liuliu can paint quickly now." After finishing speaking, the little boy's mother was about to get up to help the child clean up the room, but who knew that just getting up I heard the soft voice of the child,

"Mom, don't go, come here and pull the hook, don't peek at my painting." The little boy stretched out his little hand, raised his little finger to his mother, and begged to pull the hook, because he knew that as long as his mother hooked him, things would definitely happen. will do.

"Oh, I wanted to take a peek, but Liuliu found out~"

"mom!"

"Okay, okay, baby, come and pull the hook." The mother also stretched out her hand and hooked the little finger of the child with her little finger.

"Yeah, the hook is not allowed to change for 100 years!" The little boy softly said the oath of the hook, then shook the big hand held by the little hand, and then pressed the thumbs of the two hard. The serious look is very cute.

Seeing the child's cute and cute appearance, the mother couldn't restrain the grief in her heart. Why was God so cruel to take the life of such a lovely child? I have been on the operating table no less than five times, and almost every time I have a brush with death, why, why, God is so unfair!

Resisting the grief, the little boy's mother smiled gently at the child: "Liu Liu, draw a picture obediently by yourself, and mom will go out for a while, don't run around, you know."

"Don't worry, Mom, I will take care of myself." The little boy smiled and obediently agreed.

The little boy sat on the bed and watched his mother leave. Looking at his mother's trembling back, he knew that his mother was going to hide and cry again because of his illness.Involuntarily, the little boy's eyes were also filled with tears, and he said silently: "I really don't want to leave Mom and Dad." His little body shrank into the quilt, and the quilt was rolled up into a ball, and it was still slightly up and down, and the sound came out. There was a soft whimper.

But after a while, the little boy got out of the quilt with a gasp, then wiped his tears with his sleeve, and continued to draw with red eyes.

He thought of the uncle in white clothes that only he could see who appeared last night. The uncle said that he was at the end of his life and wanted to take him away.He was terrified.

I remember that the little friend who played together before entered the house with the red light flashing, and he never saw it again, but he knew that the little friend’s illness could not be cured, died, and he would never see him again.He asked what it was like for his father to die, would he never be able to be with his parents again?His father told him that he really couldn't be with his parents anymore, but he was just taken away by an angel, and the dead would live well in heaven.Dad also told him that the angel was very beautiful and had a pair of pure white wings.

The uncle in white clothes in front of me, although he doesn't have white wings, is very beautiful. The uncle said that he will take him away. Is it because his illness can't be cured, or is he about to die?But he didn't want to leave his parents, and if he left without telling his mother, his mother would be anxious.Just like the little friend's parents, I remember that day, the little friend's mother cried very sadly, and his father hid in the corner to smoke, and there were cigarette butts all over the place.When my father smoked, my mother said that smoking is not good. My friend’s father smoked so much, he must be too sad.

He didn't want his parents to be so sad, so he asked the uncle in white clothes if he could have a day to say goodbye to his parents.

But the uncle in white clothes said that the time of reincarnation cannot be delayed, otherwise it will affect the reincarnation in the next life.But he didn't quite understand, so he continued to ask, what would happen if we said goodbye?The uncle in white clothes said, your body is too weak, if you don't reincarnate on time, you won't be reincarnated as an adult.He was stunned and couldn't become a human being, so what would he become?The uncle in white clothes said, I don't know, it depends on the choice of heaven, and said, even if this is the case, do you want to say goodbye to mom and dad?

However, even so, he still wanted to say goodbye to his parents. He didn't want to be so sad about his parents who were crying for him all day long.

So, he said, it doesn't matter, he still wants to say goodbye to his parents.

The man in white froze for a moment, he didn't expect the little boy to answer so quickly and with such certainty.It seems that children are pure and don't think so long-term, they only focus on the people in front of them.

Heh, occasionally it is okay to give special treatment to a child who has spiritual power and can see him.

So, after thinking for a while, he replied, OK.Give you a day to say goodbye and pick you up again at this time tomorrow.

After speaking, before the little boy could speak, he disappeared in the darkness.

In the ward in the afternoon, the little boy was motionless, his face was supported by his hands, his eyes were red and he was in a daze. On the small table on the hospital bed, there was a cup of hot water poured by his mother just now, and a few wisps of smoke lingered leisurely in the cup. on the bed, but accidentally smoked the little boy's simple big black eyes, interrupting his thoughts.

No, the little boy shook his head, he can't think about it, the painting is not finished yet.He wiped away the teardrops that fell again because he remembered what happened last night, and stepped up his drawing.If he told his parents directly that he was leaving, they would definitely cry, so this is a gift he left to his parents, and it must be done well.I hope mom and dad can be happy after he leaves, don't be sad, he will watch them from heaven.