My name is Yan'er, 35 years old, and I was born in a poor mountain village at the junction of Sichuan and Shaanxi. It is surrounded by mountains. My family lives on the hillside. That place is called Fengmeiya. On the other side of the mountain, it is Sichuan. Our place is under the jurisdiction of Hanzhong, Shaanxi.
My father is short and an honest man. He has only been to elementary school for one or two years. My uncle (we are called Daddy here) is just the opposite. Daddy is smart and capable. Grandpa and grandma passed away early, leaving behind two married aunts, Daddy and my dad.
At the age of my father's marriage, my father asked someone to be a matchmaker everywhere and found my mother. My mother is from a village ten miles away. I heard that my mother is very beautiful, but she has never read and is basically illiterate.
My mother got married and gave birth to me a year later. . But when I was just one year old, one day my mother suddenly left without saying goodbye. My father and my eldest father searched everywhere but couldn't find him. They went to my grandparents' house many times, but they said they didn't know.
My father has no ability. When I was a child, my eldest father and aunt raised me and sent me to school. When I was in the second year of junior high school, I dropped out of school and went to work in another place. During this period, I also heard from people mention my mother. Some people said that my second aunt took my mother to Henan, and some people said that my mother married to Quxian . But at that time I didn't feel anything about my mother, because in my eyes, she was a completely stranger and even hated her a little.
20, I married my current husband, 6 years older than me. He is a teacher. I opened a clothing store in the county. We have lived a happy life over the years, with a house, a car, a son and a daughter.
After having my own child, I no longer resented my mother, but I just blamed my family for being too poor when I was a child. I often think of her at night, and I don’t know if she is doing well. Over the years, I went to my mother’s house many times to inquire about the news. My grandparents have passed away, but my uncle and aunt still said I don’t know.
A few years ago, some people said that my mother was in Xuanhan, Sichuan. When we heard this, we drove more than 400 kilometers to there, but it turned out to be a woman with the same name and surname. Later, some people said that she might be in Shangluo . We went to inquire again, but still couldn't find it. It's been 13 years, and I have never given up looking for it.
I want to see my mother now, just want to know if she is doing well? I wonder if she has thought about me for so many years? I won’t resent her, I just want to look at her, after all, she is my mother.
