Super Bionic Guerrilla

The raindrops hit his face, which was cold and fishy. It mixed with the sweat and the hot bloody smell that was brought out of the room just now, and blinded his eyes. I dragged the weak Xiujuan, one foot at a time, towards the graveyard outside the village. The lump in my arms, which had just been pulled out of her body, was still a little warm and frighteningly soft. I dared not move for fear of being broken by her. Xiujuan almost hung on me, panting as if she was about to burst apart in the next moment. The sounds of people, dogs barking, and flashlights swaying from behind were like life-threatening nooses, getting closer and closer. "Wang Liugen! Stop! Neither you nor your mother-in-law can run away!" "Turn east! Chase! You can't run far after giving birth!" Those people from the Family Planning Office are like hungry wolves in the dark! Chasing after him. My heart was pounding, and my ears were filled with this pounding sound, which was louder than the rain and tighter than the wind. The hand that my father held before he died was like dry wood, and it made me feel painful. His eyes stared at me: "The roots... Keep the roots... The incense... Can't be cut off... The Wang family... Can't be exterminated..." Finally, Dad swallowed the breath, but did not close his eyes. A pair of eyes looked directly at me. It took a lot of effort to close my father's eyes, and I almost sewed them shut with a needle. "The Wang family... Cannot be exterminated..." My father's dying voice was like a whip whipping me, causing me to exert some force under my feet, dragging and pulling, and the three of us threw ourselves into the crooked graveyard. The tombstones were tilted this way and that, dark like a group of ghosts watching the fun. Where to hide? Where to hide? ! Come on, let me stuff Xiujuan behind a half-person tall stone tablet.