The child was drowsy and scratched all night, but he didn't feel anything at all, and when he woke up in the morning. When I saw the blood on this pillow, I was so frightened that I cried.

My father also gave birth to a girl before me, named Dafeng, my sister, older than me, and at that time she slept with me, and when she heard me crying, they woke up and saw that my neck was full of flesh and blood, and they were so frightened that they sighed to death. Crying loudly, saying that my brother is going to die, my brother is going to die, Dad, come and see. After shouting several times, my father ran up from the courtyard downstairs on stilts, rushed into the room to take a look, and saw that my neck was full of blood while sighing. The pillowcases filled with straw were all blood foam, and my soul flew with fright, looking for my face and asking me if I was uncomfortable?

I nodded and said it was uncomfortable, my neck was so itchy, it was so itchy, I couldn't help but want to scratch it.

I held up my right hand to show my father. There was a lot of dried blood on his hands, and the nails of the guard chief were full of flesh foam, which looked very terrifying. My father is a barefoot doctor in the mountains, in addition to going to the county for training, my ancestors passed on some traditional Chinese medicine, and saw that my pupils were not dilated, although my body was weak, but my spirit was fine, so I breathed a sigh of relief and asked my sister to go to the kitchen to bring hot water.

My sister quickly went to get a cloth cloth and a hot water wooden basin, and my father hugged me, changed the bed, washed his hands, and carefully helped me wash the blood on my neck.

I scratched all night. Many wounds were scabbed, the blood stains were hard, the fists were hard to get, the water was too hot or the strength on my hands was heavy, I was trembling in pain, my father was a rough old man on the surface, but they were distressed, every cry I shouted as if poking in his heart, my brows were furrowed, and my hands and feet became lighter and lighter.

My dad scrubbed me for more than an hour before he washed my neck. On closer inspection, I saw a large patch of fiery red tender skin on the right side of my neck, with large scales in the shape of gray-white or gray-brown polygonal diamonds, most of which were rounded, and the front end was obliquely inserted into the dermis, and arranged under the epidermis in a tile-like manner, and there were several rows of jagged protrusions at the edges, which looked like the scales of the carp. Find it all.

Yesterday it was only red, but overnight my sigh neck actually grew fish scales, and a lot of fish scales were unconsciously scratched off by me, the washed wound spit clear mucus, emitting a foul smell of fish, my father smelled a burst of affection, but in the end it was their own children, they couldn't leave it alone, and told my sister to help me keep applying a cloth to water and swallow, and ran to the room to find his barefoot doctor's guide.

My father didn't even eat a bite of breakfast that day, and after discussing it with my mother in the hall, he hurried down the mountain and went to the countryside to buy medicine.

That day I was restless, I felt that my neck was hot, and I wanted to reach out to grab it, but my sister was watching from the side, and she resolutely obeyed my father's instructions before leaving, and absolutely did not allow me to scratch it with my dirty hands. At that time, the countryside could not afford to use soft towels, and the homespun cloth woven by home was hard and falling, which made me scream, and my mother looked at it next to me and shed tears, saying that this baby had done evil, and he had never stopped alive since he was born.

I had heard from the people in the village that when I was born, there was an incident that almost made me not live, but this thing was taboo in my own home, and I was not even allowed to mention it, and I was so dizzy that I didn't have the heart to inquire about it, but I was able to endure the pain, and we didn't let the dragon root jokes that came to me to play.

At noon, my mother made a rare bowl of egg custard, steamed out of a clay pot, and served in a white porcelain bowl.

The days in the mountains are hard, I have never eaten any white rice since I can remember, bud grain and artichoke are often the staple food in the pot, sometimes the food is out of food, but also go up the mountain to pick up a kind of mango root, boil a food called "mangba" to eat, although the family raises chickens, but eggs or something are taken down the mountain to return salt, this day is very tight, and this egg custard is almost made of human eggs, which is a good piece of my family without meat, it is simply too luxurious, my sister only added lips to see it, and shed a lot of saliva.

I was small at the time, but I was very close to my sister, and I scooped a big mouthful with a spoon, swallowed it in my stomach, so that my tongue was about to swallow it, and when I saw my sister watching from the side, I pushed her to eat it.

Although my sister was greedy, she was already sensible at that time, so she glanced at my mother, who knew that the mother who served a bowl of water on weekdays was very flat at this time, but her face was up, and she reprimanded my sister: "Eat, eat, what do you eat, your brother doesn't have a few mouthfuls of ......."

My mother is usually a very kind woman, but at this time she looks very strict, her face is crumbling tightly, my sister can't stand this anger, her eyes are red, and she twists her body and runs out.

At that time, I felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, but the child couldn't bear the hunger, my mother coaxed a few words, I finished the bowl of egg custard mixed with bud rice, and the drowsiness came up again, and I was so confused that the sun set, and my father rushed back. From Longjialing in Mali Mountain to the township, it doesn't take people to walk for hours, and my father's fist came back so late because there was no medicine he wanted in the township health station. According to my father, my disease is called ichthyosis, and I need to use Western medicine, tretinoin and vitamin D.

My father was confident, but my mother's tense face never relaxed, but she still beckoned me to eat something, and then swallowed the medicine.

After taking the medicine, I felt a little more comfortable, and the scales on my neck were not so itchy, and I fell asleep again. But I didn't sleep much, I felt someone blowing at me in my ears, cold, like someone put ice ridges into my neck, and vaguely I also heard the sound of a child crying, it was the kind of person two-year-old hairy child, woo......

I was upset when I heard it, tossing and turning, and it was still there, so I suddenly opened my eyes, and was about to scold my mother, when I suddenly saw a pair of white-eyed people, staring at me deadly.

Yes......

I screamed so hard that I jumped up from the bed and threw my fist in front of me, and then out of the corner of my eye I saw a white shadow beside the bed, and I was even more frightened, and I gritted my teeth and threw myself at the white shadow, kicking and punching.

As a result, before I could kick a few times, the white shadow shouted: "Brother, brother, it's me, I'm your sister!" ”

I looked down and saw that this white shadow was really my sister, and the disease on my neck had to be applied constantly, and she was still holding a handkerchief in her hand, which was taking care of me. Seeing all this, my whole body softened, and then my father and my mother hurried to the room again, asked about the situation, and asked my sister to go to their room to sleep, and they guarded it.

My sister sighed at night, sleepy, and beaten by me, and was relieved to hear this, and went to sleep in the next room, while my father and mother stayed in the room and coaxed me to sleep.

I was really scared of it just now, but with my father and mother by my side, I was a little relieved, but my neck was hot, numb and itchy, and we fell asleep after turning over and over again, but now the drowsiness is much shallower, I don't know how many things have passed, I heard my mother crying next to me, so I woke up a little, and listened to her in a daze: "Lao Chen, he is not sick, he is evil." ”

My father was silent next to him, and they didn't say anything, and after a while, my mother said again: "At the beginning, the crazy old Taoist priest said that the life of the second egg was too hard, and we couldn't support it, so it was better for him to take it, it seems that this is the answer." ”

At this time, my father replied in a rough voice, saying that it is a bullshit, this is my son, why should he be raised?

My mother cried again, saying that he raised you, isn't this all your son? Do you want to watch your cub get killed by that evil devil like this? Why are you so ruthless?

My father was silent for a while, and then sighed and said, "Alas, it's late, when he was born, he just let that crazy Taoist priest take him away, and now he is talking about this, there is a fart?" ”R832