Fortunately their landlady’s house survived form the bombings. There were only some roof tiles falling on to the ground due to the vibration of the bombings. No one was hurt.
After they got into the room, Yu Wen remembered that her two month old baby was still on her back!
“My good heavens! Syau Yun was on my back almost for a whole morning. She must be all wet and hungry to death.” But after Dz Yun helped her to put Syau Yun down in the bed, they found her eyes were tightly closed. Her body was soft and pale, as much as a dead body. Deeply regret and heartbroken Yu Wen burst out in crying and cried hysterically:”Don’t die! Syau Yun. Wake up! Mom is going to milk you. Come on, open up your eyes for me.” Syau Wen had never seen her mother acting like this. She was so scared and cried out.
Mrs. Lee was standing in the yard to check if there was any serious damage. She heard the cryings came out from the Ho’s room, and rushed in. She checked on the poor baby over and found out Syau Yun was warm and still breathing. So she said to the shocked couple:”She is still alive! She’ll be saved. Let me make some ginger sugar soup for her. She’ll be okey. Don’t cry, Mrs Ho, don’t cry.”
Kind landlady brought the soup in. The father harden his heart forced opened Syau Yun’s little mouth and poured warm soup in with a spoon. After about ten spoonful of the soup, Mrs Lee told Dz Yun to stop feeding Syau Yun. And said:”That will do, let’s wait and see.” But Syau Yun was not moving.
Later that afternoon, Mrs. Lee brought them some steamed rice and a dish of shredded pork stir-fried with salted vegetable.
Dz Yun and Yu Wen sat next to Syau Yun. They have no appetite at all. Syau Wen saw her parents sitting next with her little sister, it didn’t look like if they were going to eat at all. Even Syau Wen was too young to understand what was going on, but she can sensed the heaviness of the air. She sat there quietly but from time to time her eyes would peek at the delicious food on the table.
Yu Wen knew that Syau Wen must be very hungry. She said to her:”Sweety, go ahead and eat. Your dad will fix you a bowl of rice with some vegetable and meat. After you fished with it, go to bed. All right?”
Syau Wen climb up the chair, picked up the bowl of rice and chop sticks started eating like a hungry tiger. There was no one to wash her hands and feet. No bed side story. No lullaby tonight. She feel into sleep quickly.
Dz Yun handed Yu Wen a cup of water, she drank a little and put it on the table. She picked up Syau Yun. She knew for sure the Syau Yun was alive. But Syau Yun was unusually quiet. The dipper was dry. She stared at her poor baby with no blink. It seemed as her loving look could infuse some energy into Syau Yun’s little body, it could help her awaken faster.
Dz Yun’s heart was aching when he watched his daughter and his wife’s worried face. He couldn’t do anything to help but pray. Hope that the love of mother could touch the merciful heavens. They would not break a loving mother’s heart and bring the child’s life back to her mother..
Finally Syau Yun’s body started wiggling slightly. It looked like if she wanted to cry but no sounds can be heard. Quickly Yu Wen feeding Syau Yun with her breast. She wanted to cry out loud but quietly and slowly her tears running down her cheeks…
Dz Yun wiped out her tears with a towel and hold her in his strong arms and whispered in Yu Wen’s ear: “It’s all right now, pal! Our child is back! Don’t worry now.”
The night was so quite. Nothing can be heard but only the harmonious chorus preformed by the insects. It seemed that whatever had happened in the day time never influence their life. But was there any of their companion died or got hurt from the bombing? Was there any broken family in their community? But now they are singing leisurely and carefree.
Yu Wen was thinking :”Maybe the life of insects would be much better than the human’s!”
–” c9. Needlework” is on it’s way–