My eldest son's name is Yang Hongchun, and my younger son's name is Yang Biao. On February 26, 2000, my grandfather took them back to his hometown of Sichuan from Hubei. At Wuchang Railway Station, both children were abducted.

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My eldest son is named Yang Hongchun, and my younger son is named Yang Biao. On February 26, 2000, my grandfather took them back to his hometown of Sichuan from Hubei. At Wuchang Railway Station, both children were abducted.

Everyone in the family couldn't bear this heavy blow, and they all collapsed. The child's grandfather suffered from mental torture of self-blame and guilt, and the grandmother, grandma, and grandma died one after another due to excessive grief and deteriorating health. My wife and I also became ill with longing and were in a trance.

htmlFor 322 years, I have been working while looking for children. I tried various methods and approaches, participated in more than 30 family search meetings, joined more than 30 family search groups, printed hundreds of thousands of missing person notices, and almost got deceived. has now traveled through most of China, and I still haven’t stopped searching.

(On the left is my elder brother Yang Hongchun, on the right is my younger brother Yang Biao)

My name is Yang Tianjian

(One of the few family members of four taking a group photo)

In 1991, the trend of going south to work became popular, and I was determined to make a career. If we don’t work hard, we will never be able to change our current life situation. So, I left my hometown and went to Guangdong alone. Before departure, I went to Hubei to visit my mother, second brother, and sister. I was relieved to see that they were doing well.

At the age of 19, I became one of the thousands of workers who migrated south. In the huge city of Guangzhou, I am like a little ant, digging soil and carrying bricks on a construction site. She earns several hundred yuan every month, and only keeps a few dozen yuan for living expenses, and the rest is sent home to her father.

In the second year, I met my wife who was working in a factory. She was from Sichuan like me, and her family was quite close to my hometown. We soon fell in love and got married. On the fourth day of the second lunar month in 1994, we gave birth to our first son, named Yang Hongchun, whose nickname was Yang Yangwa. On the ninth day of the eighth lunar month in 1995, we had our second child, also a boy, named Yang Biao, whose nickname was Biaowa.

After the birth of our two sons, my wife returned to her hometown to take care of the children. I worked hard on the construction site in severe cold and heat, working more than 10 hours a day, which was very hard. But when I think of my two lovely children and a warm home, I feel full of energy.

(My father was in good health back then, but his body completely collapsed after the child disappeared)

Every Spring Festival is the only rare reunion for me and my children. Every time I go home for the Chinese New Year, my wife and two sons come to pick me up at the station. I see two little people running towards me from a distance, and I hear them shouting loudly: "Dad, Dad! We miss you." ! "

Every time I burst into tears, I want to say that daddy misses you too, but I am choked and unable to say a word. I just hold them tightly, feeling endless guilt in my heart. I wish I could accompany them every day and take care of them as they grow up, but unfortunately, I can’t make money where I have a family, and I don’t have a family where I can make money.

The time we spent together during the Chinese New Year was very short, and we could only stay for three or four days before returning to Guangdong, so every day at home was a precious gathering. The warmth and happiness every time we met are still vivid in my mind.

Every day I hugged Biao and teased Yang. The two babies gave me a gentle back slap and kissed me on the cheek from time to time. The two brothers often imitated the funny moves they saw on TV for my wife and me, making us laugh out loud.

(Children, do you still remember the old house we lived in?)

One day after dinner, a family of four sat together and chatted. Yang Yangwa said: "Dad, you don't know, the last time it rained heavily and there was a strong wind. How terrible. A lot of rainwater leaked in from the roof and windows. Many things in the house got wet. My mother used several basins to catch the water and sealed the windows with plastic film. The rain stopped the next day, and my mother got wet again. Move the things outside to dry." Biaowa said from the side: "Mom is tired, mom is working hard!" Our two children are so sensible.

My wife also told me: “Once I took them to my grandma’s house. The 13-kilometer journey was not easy to walk with twists and turns.But the two children walked on their own, without needing to be held or led. What a wonderful child! "I was very moved after hearing this. I hugged them and said, "The children are so capable! Dad will work hard to let you live in a good house, no longer let the rain get wet on the things at home, and no longer make mom have a hard time! "

After listening to my solemn promise, my two sons stood up from their stools and told me seriously, "Pull the hook, seal, and don't change." Unexpectedly, this "pull the hook, seal," turned out to be a time that could never be changed. Fulfilled promise.

(I have been to most of the train station waiting rooms in China)

In 1998, my eldest brother found a girlfriend through his mother in Xinzhou, Hubei, and later became his son-in-law. He was about to go to elementary school, and my wife and I went to work in Guangzhou. The only two people left at home were my father and my grandmother, who helped to take care of the children while growing crops.

In 1999, I returned home during the Spring Festival of that year when Yang Yangwa was in the first grade of elementary school. , seeing Yang Yangwa still getting up at 6 o'clock every morning in the cold weather, reading with a book, his grandfather said: "He always gets up early to read. "And Biaowa was also influenced by his brother. He studied with him at night and learned to write. During the day, when his brother went to school, he helped sweep the floor and collect firewood. The two children are so sensible, which makes me very happy.

(distributed through the charity platform) Person Notice) (Distribute missing person notice through public welfare platform)

The two children have worked so hard to make progress, and I secretly made up my mind to raise them as brothers. Considering that the children’s grandfather is in his 50s and his grandmother is in her 70s, both of them are old. We are getting older and unable to do what we want. In addition, my father and grandma often quarreled over trivial matters, which also had a bad impact on the growth of our children. After convincing my father, my wife and I decided to let our two sons live and go to school in Hubei. , in April 1999, we took Biaowa with us first, and let Biaowa become a construction site child for a period of time

(Tens of thousands of missing person notices were printed and posted wherever we went)

2000 2 In March, we took Yang Yangwa and Biaowa to celebrate the New Year at her mother’s house. This was Biaowa’s second time taking a train, and Yang Yangwa’s first time taking a train. Looking back now, this was the only time our family of four traveled together. The laughter of the two children along the way still seems to be in my ears.

After the Chinese New Year, my wife and I returned to the city to work. The two children talked to us on the phone. We pay attention to our health and don't be too tired. They will listen to grandma. I said at the time: "Son, be good and study hard. Dad will definitely support you in school and let you live in a good house and never live in a bad house again." "

Unexpectedly, this would be the last phone call between us and our children. Unexpectedly, more than ten days later, the two children disappeared at Wuchang Railway Station, and there is no news yet.

(I am looking for my son at Guangzhou Railway Station)

Later, the two children had only been living at their grandmother's house for a few days when their father showed up at the door of their mother's house and wanted to take the two children back to Sichuan. My mother called me and I told her not to let her father take the children away. I was worried. Later, my father made a big fuss at my mother's house and took my two children away early in the morning on February 26, 2000.

This was the farthest trip my father had ever taken in his life, from Guang'an, Sichuan. Hubei Xinzhou, and then returned to Guang'an . I don't know where he got the courage and courage.

It was still the peak time for the return trip during the Spring Festival. The square was crowded with people, and the ticket office was also crowded. My father and two children slowly walked towards the ticket office along with the crowds in the square. Let's go.

Two women crowded around them. A tall woman in her 50s with a big face came first from the left, and a few minutes later, another woman in her 40s came from the right. A shorter and thinner woman. The two appeared almost at the same time, and it was later discovered that they were probably accomplices.

(I went to Tianjin Railway Station to look for my son)

They heard my father talking to my two sons in Sichuan dialect, so they came up to strike up a conversation. My father was very happy when he heard that they also had Sichuan accents. When fellow villagers meet fellow villagers, they feel more cordial and trustful. No matter what questions the two "fellow fellows" asked my father, he would tell me everything. Including where they came from, where they were going back, where their home was, why they were raising two children alone, etc. In just a few minutes, they had a clear understanding of the situation of their father and children.

Both children are very polite and call them "mother-in-law". The two "mother-in-laws" seemed to like my two children very much and offered to help take care of them, so that my father could buy tickets without any worries.

At around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, my father left Yang Yangwa and Biaowa with the help of two "grandmothers", and went to the ticket window to queue up to buy tickets. Half an hour later, the father bought the tickets and returned to the place where he saw the two children chatting happily with their "mother-in-law".

When the tall woman saw her father coming back, she said that she bought it quite quickly, while taking the train ticket from her father's hand and looking at it.

(This train ticket from 22 years ago has been kept by my father. Every time I look at it, I always burst into tears)

The tall woman said to my father: "Fellow, you bought the wrong one. Instead of going to Guang'an Railway Station , you should buy it. Go to forward train station ." The short woman came over and took a look and said she bought it wrong. In fact, my father did not buy the wrong ticket, but how could he know that it was his first time traveling far away? He asked two "fellow villagers" what to do, and they urged him to exchange the ticket quickly.

At this time, my father was so focused on the train ticket that he completely let down his guard. He told his two children, "I'll wait here with my mother-in-law for grandpa to come back," and then went to line up at the ticket office. The queue time was a bit long this time, about nearly an hour.

learned from the conductor that he had bought it correctly. His father took the ticket and went back to look for his two grandsons, only to find that the two grandsons and the two "mother-in-laws" were missing. The father suddenly panicked and was so anxious that he shouted "Yang Yangwa, Biaowa" and grabbed people around him to ask where his two grandsons had gone.

Someone told my father that he saw two children being held by the hands of the two "mother-in-laws" and walking away from the iron gate on the left side of the train station. But what came out of this door was a bustling shopping mall with several doors extending in all directions. My father’s legs went weak and he immediately went to the train station police station to call the police.

(On the way to find my wife, a lunch box of white rice and a bag of spicy vegetables was one meal, or even divided into two meals)

At that time, my wife and I did not have mobile phones, and we were both at the construction site, so my father could not contact us at all. My father first contacted my mother, then his uncle in Sichuan, and then he contacted me through my uncle’s son who worked in the Dongguan factory. When my uncle's son found me at the construction site, it was already past 10 o'clock the next morning.

When I heard that our two children were abducted at the same time and my wife fainted on the spot, I, a grown man, blacked out and cried loudly. The bad news about reached home, and everyone couldn't bear the heavy blow and all collapsed.

My grandmother was in a coma for more than ten days. My wife's hair turned half white overnight, she was in a daze, her weight dropped from 100 pounds to only 70 pounds, and later she suffered from headaches and vertigo. Both parents fell into deep remorse and have been mentally disturbed ever since. I also suddenly grew a lot of gray hair. Like my wife, I was in a trance and had trouble sleeping and eating. My weight suddenly dropped from 130 pounds to 90 pounds.

My eldest brother is probably the most sober person in the family. He asked his friends to settle us as a couple, and then rushed to Wuchang, Hubei Province with the 12,000 yuan we gave him to help us find our son. This money is all my wife and I have saved over the past eight years of working, and now it has become all our hope.

(Broadcasting missing persons notices and looking for witnesses through various TV stations across the country)

I was penniless and had to borrow money to send my grandma, parents and wife to the hospital for treatment. Later, all the money he borrowed was spent, and he had no income to repay, so he had to take out a loan to help his family get medical treatment.

I was under both physical and mental pressure. After completing the blood collection procedure, I asked my second brother to go back to Sichuan to take photos of the two children and publish a missing persons notice through TV stations, newspapers and other media to find witnesses.

My husband and I came to Wuhan and went to the streets like crazy zombies. We asked everyone when we met: "Have you seen our two children?" My eldest brother and I searched for more than 20 days, and there was no news about the children. No, all my savings were spent, and I was completely devastated.

Later, my mother-in-law said something to me, which woke me up. She said: "You can't fall down. You must cheer up. Life must go on. Only in this way can there be hope for finding a son." I suddenly realized that my two children had been abducted by human traffickers. I was the backbone of the family and I must give up. Do your best to get the child back!

(DNA collection at the Zhanqian Police Station of Wuchang Railway Station)

I told my wife what my mother-in-law said and enlightened her: "The children will definitely come back! We cannot be intimidated by difficulties. When the children come back one day, we must be healthy. This is our perfect and happy home.”

We decided to stay in Wuhan and start the arduous journey of finding a child while working.

My wife and I work together in various construction teams, specializing in the dirtiest, most tiring, and hardest jobs. We use part of our meager income every month to pay off debts, and the rest goes to our son.

During the six months of searching for the missing child in Wuhan, my wife and I visited all three towns in Wuhan. What we had to do every day was to look for clues about the missing child in the newspapers. To this day, I still have a large bag of old newspapers from 2000 at home.

Later, my wife and I went to Shenzhen, Guangzhou, Dongguan, Changsha, Wuhan, Shandong, Chengdu, Chongqing, Yunnan, Guizhou and other places to participate in various family search activities, participated in more than 30 family search parties, and joined three More than a dozen family-searching groups printed hundreds of thousands of missing person notices and traveled across most of China.

(On June 22, 2018, "Qilu Evening News" published a report about helping children draw "beyond-age portraits")

As soon as we heard that there were rescued children, we immediately rushed over to see if our children were there. As soon as we heard that the traffickers had been caught, we asked if they had kidnapped our children. But every time I go there with high hopes and come back disappointed.

Compared with the hardship of finding a child, what makes us feel chilled and sad is the fraud committed by some bad people. In the first few months after my child went missing, I was still confused. I happened to read in the newspaper that there was an organization in Shenzhen that helped search for children, so I couldn’t wait to call. Unexpectedly, the other party said that they would charge a search fee first. 10,000, and 20,000 for two children.

The remittance account number provided by the other party is from Chengdu, which makes me a little doubtful whether they are reliable. Fortunately, I had no money at the time, otherwise I would have sent the money. Another time

encountered fraud was in the second year after the child disappeared. After we broadcast the missing person notice on CCTV, we received a call from a person claiming to be Lianyungang , saying that he had the two children in his possession. If you want to see your child, you must first transfer 100,000 yuan, and you are not allowed to call the police, otherwise the child will disappear from the world. When I asked about the child's characteristics, everything he said was wrong.

(Various online media platforms have asked for help)

Over the years, my wife and I traveled around to look for our son for a period of time, and then returned to Guangdong to work for a period of time. The money we get from working is a drop in the bucket, so we try to save as much as we can on the way to find a bride. It’s common for us to eat and sleep in the open air. We bring a lunch box of white rice and a bag of spicy vegetables for one or even two meals. In order to save accommodation fees, they often sleep next to green belts or under bridges.

cannot find it in person, so we use the power of the media and the Internet to help find it. We have broadcast missing person announcements on CCTV, Zhejiang TV , Qinghai TV and other relevant columns, sought help from family searching public welfare organizations in Jiangsu and other places, called many TV stations across the country for help, and even wrote to the Ministry of Public Security Pass a letter of assistance.

(A missing person notice was published in a local newspaper in Huizhou, Guangdong)

I did several DNA tests alone.In January 2011, I borrowed money and went to the police station in front of Wuchang Railway Station. With the help of the police, I registered the redone DNA into the database of the Ministry of Public Security. In February 2017, my wife and I returned to the Yumin Police Station in Yuechi County, where our household registration is, and collected DNA again. In 2018, he went to the Wuchang Public Security Bureau of Wuhan Municipal Public Security Bureau in Hubei Province to collect DNA.

Later, through media reports, we learned that portrait experts from the Shandong Provincial Public Security Department drew "cross-age portraits" of the missing children when they grew up, and soon helped the family members find the children. My wife and I raised travel expenses and went to the Shandong Provincial Public Security Department in June 2018 to ask for help to draw "cross-age portraits" for our two sons.

We tried our best to find every way we could think of and find out about the child. Even if the hope is slim, we will not give up easily.

(I went to parks in various places with the family search team to look for clues)

Yang Yangwa, Biaowa, my children, where are you?

Grandma, grandma, and grandmother talk about you every day and shed tears every day. Due to excessive grief, their health deteriorated and they passed away one after another. When they died, they asked us to find you back.

Your grandfather has been feeling guilty for losing you two brothers for 22 years. Today he still lives in our dilapidated old house, and he refuses to move into a new house even if the house is in danger of collapsing at any time.

He said: "If the two grandsons don't come back for a day, I won't move out for a day. I will wait here for the grandsons to come back." He was in a daze, his health was getting worse, he often fell ill, and he couldn't take medicine. His only thought is to see you again in his lifetime, otherwise he will die in peace.

Because your mother misses you, a lot of her black hair has fallen out, and she suffers from constant headaches. For a long time, she did not dare to watch scenes with children on TV, and she burst into tears when she saw them.

(distribute missing person notices at train stations across the country, thanking kind-hearted people who have never met each other for their attention)

Later, your mother and I gave birth to a boy and a girl. We pinned all our thoughts and hopes on you. No matter how hard or tiring they were, they were brought up with them, and now they go to college with student loans.

My job in a chemical factory is very labor-intensive. I have to move dozens of tons of goods a day. Your originally strong father has now become emaciated due to the mental burden and the burden of life, and his heart has also developed serious illnesses. But in order to earn money to support my family, to continue looking for you two brothers, and to let you live in a good house, I gritted my teeth and persisted.

Yang Yangwa, Biaowa, do you know? 10 years ago, our family finally bought a house in the town, and the agreement we made with you to "pull the hook and seal the house" came true. Now we are waiting for you to come back and witness our agreement.

People often say: "Time is the best medicine to heal pain." But this is not the case. In the past 22 years, your mother and I have been tortured by longing for you all the time. We miss you every day.

(Simulated portrait of two brothers as adults)

Yang Yangwa, you are 28 years old this year, and Yang Biao, you are also 27 years old this year. I really want to see what you look like now. Do you still remember your parents? How have you been living outside for so many years? Have you ever been hungry or cold, or suffered any hardship? I hope God will bless you to find a good family and grow up healthily and safely.

Son, mom and dad must continue to look for you as long as they are alive. After finding you, we are willing to spend every day of the rest of our lives to make up for the lack of love for you with a hundredfold love.

Good-hearted people in the world, if you see my two children, tell them to go home quickly, their parents are waiting for them to go home.

[Oral: Yang Tianjian]

[Editor: October Persia]

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