That year, I lost my way to the villager's home in the forest area of Hubei. I and my elder sister were unforgettable emotional experiences (sequel)
narration: Lao Mo
writing: Brother Minghao
pictures: from the Internet infringement and delete
I took Sister Ping out of the forest area of Hubei, took a bus, and came to the county where I worked. I first found a job as a cleaner. With the hardworking, kindness and tenacious character of rural people, she strives to adapt to new work and new life.
Speaking of which, I went to the west of Hubei to travel that year. I got lost when it was dark, tired and hungry. I accidentally found Sister Ping's house to stay for a night. It was also a fate to know her. Ten years ago, her son disappeared unexpectedly. In order to wait for his son to come back, she and her husband stayed in the old house for many years. Unexpectedly, her husband fell ill and died two years ago. The repeated blows can only be withstood by her tough personality. I persuaded her not to always live in the past, leave this remote and closed environment without electricity and water, walk out of the forest area, and start a new life, and finally convinced her.
Two injured hearts finally came together. Later, Sister Ping and I got married and had a daughter. As a second-married family, we are middle-aged daughters. We swept away the haze and were happy and comfortable. We support each other and live a happy and ordinary life.
Soon a few years passed, and our daughter is five years old. One day, I was working at the unit, and the operator called me over to answer the phone. It was the local area code of Hubei Xilin District. I quickly picked up the microphone. It was a man's voice: "Is it Brother Mo? Tell Sister Ping that there is news about her missing son that year, so come back quickly."
The person who called was Sister Ping's mother's cousin. I hurried to Sister Ping's workplace to tell her about this. Sister Ping was very excited. We immediately went to the station to take a bus to the forest area. Along the way, Sister Ping was so happy and uneasy that she was both happy and uneasy; hope was good news, but she was worried about uncovering the scars and ushering in greater disappointment.
came to Sister Ping's cousin's house and he told us what happened. The local police arrested a human trafficker for another child trafficking case. After a surprise interrogation, the human trafficker confessed that he had a four or five-year-old boy who had abducted and sold it to Fujian in a remote village in the western Hubei forest area. Back then, Sister Ping and her husband couldn't find their son everywhere. They once reported the case and the police had a record of reporting, so they quickly set the target on Sister Ping. Because the years were too long, the village staff had moved to various places one after another. Sister Ping had already left the forest area and went to our county town. It was difficult to contact. The police found Sister Ping's family through a long visit, and then found Sister Ping. Fortunately, after the human trafficker sold the boy to Fujian, he did not turn over to others. He was raised by his adoptive parents and grew up safely. So according to the procedure, both parties conducted DNA testing, the identification results were found, and the correct confirmation was that the boy who was abducted was Sister Ping's son. After learning about this result, Sister Ping was so excited that she trembled all over and spoke incoherently. With the help of relevant personnel, she determined the time and place of meeting her son.
On the day when I went to Fujian to recognize my relatives, Sister Ping's son walked towards Sister Ping, accompanied by relevant personnel. She was already a 20-year-old man, tall and handsome. Sister Ping hugged her son, crying heart-wrenchingly, sweeping away the depression that had been accumulated for many years. Sister Ping's son is a little restrained. After all, he lived to be twenty years old. He suddenly learned about his true life experience and had not fully adapted to it psychologically. I hugged both of them, tears flowing, and I was happy for their reunion.
Sister Ping's son is still in college, and her adoptive parents' family is in good condition. In order to allow him to slowly adapt and not disturb his current study and life, Sister Ping and her son agreed to go back to her hometown in western Hubei during the New Year holiday and reunite. The brief meeting is about to part, and we say goodbye in tears.
Found her son. Sister Ping has never been relaxed and radiant before. She often wakes up in her dreams with laughter. She looks forward to the arrival of the New Year holiday and looks forward to reunion with her son in her hometown.
Finally, Sister Ping's son is coming to the western Hubei county where we live. When we get the news, Sister Ping quickly bought food and drinks, for fear of inadequate reception, so excited that she couldn't sleep all night.That day, we picked up Sister Ping's son at the county station. The two hugged each other. Sister Ping couldn't stop smiling. Her son changed from the last time to be reserved, smiling and polite.
When I got home, Sister Ping carefully prepared a table of food. We had a great time at the table. My son thanked me for taking care of her mother for years. I encouraged him to complete his studies and start working as soon as possible. We gave our son a red envelope, and he also gave each of us a small gift. When he gave his sister he had never met, his daughter jumped up with joy.
We took the bus back to our hometown in Lin District early in the morning on the second day. Sister Ping held her son's hand and took him around. There were footprints of her son's childhood everywhere, and there were the laughter and joy of her son, as if it was yesterday. Seeing the dilapidated old house and ruins; seeing the abandoned fields and overgrown weeds, her son cried, and she cried too.
We came to the place where our son's biological father was sleeping. The son couldn't kneel up for a long time. Sister Ping hugged him, and the two of them burst into tears. I held their shoulders to comfort them, hoping to forget the sadness of the past and we will live happily ever after.
The son's biological father has no relatives anymore. We rushed to Sister Ping's parents' home. Sister Ping's parents have passed away for many years and have not been able to meet again, which is also a pity for Sister Ping. Sister Ping's cousin has prepared a sumptuous banquet and hung a wide banner to welcome Sister Ping's son home. The deafening sound of firecrackers sounded, and the joyful atmosphere was filled with neighbors. At the banquet, Sister Ping introduced her relatives and neighbors to her son one by one, clinked glasses one by one, and greeted each other, and everyone smiled happily.
Say goodbye to the relatives in the hometown of Forest District. We returned to a small county in western Hubei. Sister Ping's son accompanied us to a lively Spring Festival. My daughter had an older brother. She pestered him every day and had endless things to say. The relationship became deeper and deeper. This was also a Spring Festival that Sister Ping was very happy for so many years.
On the third day of the Chinese New Year, Sister Ping's son could not let go of his adoptive parents after all, and said he would go back to his adoptive parents' home in Fujian. We respected his arrangements and prepared a lot of local specialties and gifts for him. At the bus station, the bus to Fujian was about to drive away. Sister Ping waved her hands with tears in her eyes and reluctantly, saying goodbye to her son and making an appointment for reunion again.
Pingjie's son graduated from university and went to work in a good unit in a big city in Fujian. Compared with the backward western Hubei, Fujian's coastal areas undoubtedly have better development prospects. For his future, we respect his choice. Later, my son got married and had children, and settled down there. We also tried our best to support him to express our wishes.
For Sister Ping, being able to find her son in this life and being healthy and safe is a great blessing. She does not force her to live together, does not force her children and grandchildren to walk around her knees, and is content to walk around like relatives.
I watched her gradually gray hair, and in a trance, I returned to the scene when I got lost in the forest area. What kind of fate is ? Let the gentle and kind Tujia sister who has experienced hardships and will become my lover for life!
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