"Son, my good son, don't run away. Mom can't catch up with you. Come over and buy you something delicious."
A little boy wearing a torn dark gray dress with short hair with ears, dirty and messy hair, and a thin face yellow and dirty. His eyes were staring straight at the little boy in front of him with a terrified look on his face.
The little boy looked at the crazy woman who came from nowhere at a loss. The crazy woman opened her arms, stretched out her hands, smiled, and said, walking towards the little boy.
"Son, my good son, come here quickly, mom buy you delicious food."
The little boy was so scared that he was full of panic. He opened his mouth slightly, his two little hands clenched into fists, his legs were trembling, and he tried to retreat step by step.
Crazy woman is getting closer and closer to the little boy. The little boy could clearly see the crazy woman's straight eyes and the smile on her yellow, dirty and thin face.
"Son, my good son, come here quickly, mom buys you delicious food." The crazy woman's words gently rushed into the little boy's ears.
The little boy suddenly screamed "ah", turned around and ran towards the nearest alley like a frightened rabbit, and disappeared at the corner of the alley in just a blink of an eye.
The dirty crazy woman shouted hurriedly: "Son, my good son, don't run away, mom buy you delicious food."
As the crazy woman shouted, she also hurriedly ran into the alley.
The little boy was chased by the crazy woman for an entire afternoon.
The little boy finally threw away the crazy woman, ran into the door of the house, got into the house, jumped onto the kang, and plunged into the quilt. It was not until the evening that he got out of the scolding of his parents.
Time passes so fast, it has been 30 years in a blink of an eye. Many things in childhood have disappeared in the long river of time, but the things of crazy women are deeply imprinted in my heart.
Whenever I think of this, I was only uneasy and fear, and I was also a little angry.
But as we grow older and as time settles, whenever we think of this thing in these days, the thoughts in our hearts have changed more.
Where did that dirty crazy woman come from? Where did she go that afternoon? Does she have her own children? Has she found her own child?
If there is a fate, I really want to see the crazy woman who called me son and ran after me for the rest of the afternoon.
I really want to know how she is doing now and whether she has found her own son?
Did you live a happy old age with your son?
