90s little naughty master

s city railway station

After a long whistle, the old green leather train slowly entered the station with the sound of "besides".

A tide of travelers got off the train, pushing and shoving with large and small luggage on their backs.The crowd slowly moved towards the exit.

A woman in shabby clothes and disheveled hair was also surrounded by the crowd, and walked out of the station with a numb face.

The cries of the vendors and the cries of the passenger cars pierced into the ears along with the noisy noise. The woman's expression was numb, she rolled her eyes dully, and slowly looked at the crowd around her.

Unfamiliar faces, strange cities, some people hold up the cardboard shells in their hands to signal to pick them up, and some people throw themselves into the arms of their family members with joy on their faces.Others reluctantly bid farewell to their families.

The sadness of parting and the joy of reunion are everywhere.This is originally the most common and unremarkable emotion, but it has nothing to do with women.

He dragged his heavy feet to the middle of the street.Amidst the crowds coming and going, the woman put down her heavy luggage, slowly took out an elaborate but dilapidated wooden sign from her bag, and held it up with one hand.

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王二宝，男,今年9岁,1987年6月7日在x市z镇xx村被拐。被拐时6岁，左耳朵后面有一颗痣。

But what was posted below was a photo of the baby when he just turned one year old.

There is a huge flow of people near the train station.The crowd coming and going stopped from time to time to look at the woman holding the sign.The enthusiastic passenger couldn't help asking: "Your child is nine years old this year. He lost it when he was six. Why did you post a birthday photo? How can you find it for me?"

"That's right. The children all look similar. What's more, you can't see clearly in this picture."

The woman took a deep breath, trembling her lips, and repeated over and over again: "Our family is poor and we don't have money to take pictures. This photo was taken when Bao was one year old, and Bao's father and I went to the town to take pictures with the baby in our arms. It’s a photo taken by the museum. This is the only photo in our house. How could I have imagined that the child would be taken away by traffickers.”

"It happened three years ago. I went to work with Bao's father, and Bao's grandma was watching the children at home. At noon, a woman knocked on my door and said she was passing by, begging for saliva. My mother-in-law is a kind person. Just let her into the yard, turn around and go to the kitchen to pour water, she took my family treasure away."

"My mother-in-law immediately rushed out of the yard to call for someone, but at noon, every household was working in the fields, and there was no one in the village. My mother-in-law chased him all the way but found no one. The child was abducted by the god-killing traffickers. gone."

"There is only one treasure in my family. He is gone, and the family is scattered. I just want to find the treasure. No matter when I find it, I must find it."

"It's so pitiful." The soft-hearted couldn't help wiping away tears.I saw the woman was thin and dry, her lips were split.He took out a steamed bun and his own water bottle from the bag and handed it over: "You haven't eaten yet, have you?"

The woman numbly shook her head: "Thank you ma'am, I'm not hungry, I can hold on."

"Then drink some water! Look at your lips are cracked. It's hot summer, if you don't drink water, you will easily suffer from heat stroke."

"I'm not thirsty either." The woman licked her lower lip with her tongue.Sisi Lala's pain keeps her awake.This is how she tortured herself for the past three years.

She lost her treasure, and she doesn't know where and how much she is suffering now.How could she, a mother, still have enough to eat?She doesn't deserve it.She has to get Bao back.

Seeing the woman torture him like this, the people around couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing.But there was nothing they could do.The clues given by this woman are really too few, and the photos are still from a few years ago, so they don't match at all.They just can't help.

At this time, a girl in her twenties asked, "Have you tried to seek help on the Lost Persons Rescue website? There are a lot of information about lost children on it. Would you like to have a look? Maybe your child will also What about on it? Even if there is no news about your child there, you can tell them about your situation and ask them to help spread the news about your son. Maybe someone will see it and notify the website. The website will tell you. "

Of course, this statement is just a nice consolation.The clues given by the woman are really too few. Even if they really log on to the Lost Persons Rescue website, it is impossible for those volunteers to find the woman's child from the vast crowd with such crude information.It's just that no matter how slim the hope is, it's still hope, and it's also a glimmer of hope.

Sure enough, when the woman heard the little girl's words, her originally numb eyes lit up instantly, and she grabbed the little girl's wrist: "What are you talking about? What is a rescue station? Can that rescue station help me find my son?"

"Lost Persons Rescue Website." The little girl happens to be one of the online volunteers of the Lost Persons Rescue Website.Seeing that the woman was so excited that she lost her composure, the little girl pondered for a moment, and then said: "How about this. You come with me first, and we will find a place with a computer. I will help you surf the Internet."

While talking, the little girl turned her head to a middle-aged man in his 40s and said, "Dad, then I won't see you off."

Her father waved his hand with a smile: "No need to deliver, no need to deliver. Go and do your work, it's important."

The little girl's mother straightened the collar of her father's shirt, and said in a gentle voice, "I'll accompany the child to see it too. Come in by yourself."

When the family of three was talking, the mother who was looking for the child also hurriedly put away her things and looked at the girl eagerly.

As soon as the girl turned her head, she met the woman's eyes full of excitement, longing and fear.She suddenly felt her nose sour, and she couldn't tell what emotion was in her heart.

"Let's go!" The little girl offered to help the woman carry a burden.The little girl's mother also helped to take the sign.

The woman put her luggage on her shoulders and followed the little girl, mother and daughter step by step.

At the beginning of the 90s, Internet cafes and cafes were not everywhere like decades later.The little girl and her mother walked around the station and finally found a typing and copying shop with a computer.The shop owner is a young man in his 20s, sitting cross-legged on the sofa playing games.Seeing three guests coming in, he immediately pressed pause, stood up and asked, "Copy or type?"

"No, can we borrow your computer?" Before the store owner frowned, the little girl said, "This aunt's child was kidnapped. She has been looking for her child. I want to help this Auntie, check the lost person information on the lost person assistance website."

The store owner glanced at the woman behind the little girl, scratched her hair and asked, "Is it the lost person rescue website that came out a few days ago? I saw it on the news."

"Yes, that's the one." The little girl's eyes sparkled: "I am an online volunteer for the Lost Persons Rescue website. I want to help this aunt."

"Then you can use it." The store owner thought for a while and asked again: "You know how to use a computer?"

"I will." The little girl nodded, sat in front of the computer, and logged into the page of the Lost Persons Rescue website.The woman who lost her child stood behind her, with a face that she wanted to paste on the computer screen.But she couldn't read, so she couldn't see what was written on the webpage, so she could only stare at the photos on it.Can't wait to see through the screen.

The little girl sat in front of the computer, reading the posts one by one, hoping to help the woman.

The shop owner looked at it for a while, and asked about the cause and effect. He couldn't help but suggest, "It doesn't seem to be very useful for you to do this. I read in the news that the two bosses who established the website for the rescue of lost persons were rescued by the police from a human trafficking gang. The two victims who came out. They created this website to help more people find their relatives. And they have contact with the local police and the families of many missing people. Otherwise, you can ask Auntie to go directly to Jiangzhou. "

"Go straight to the orphanage. Explain the situation to the website and see if they can help."

The little girl bit her lip and looked at the woman.It seems that this is the only way to go.

The woman seemed to see a guiding light when she heard the words, she nodded and said, "I'll go! I'll go! Can you tell me where this orphanage is? I'll go now."

Seeing this, the little girl immediately wrote down the address of the Hongxin Orphanage in Lianhua District, Jiangzhou City, as well as the phone number for help on the website.

The store owner said enthusiastically: "We have a public telephone in our store. Isn't this a helpline with a website? You just call and explain the situation to Auntie. Then ask Auntie to find her."

The little girl felt that what the shop owner said made sense.Another call was made.

After three beeps, the call for help was immediately answered.A full and loud voice of inquiry came from the other end of the receiver, and the little girl told the whole story of the auntie, during which the auntie herself also added something.

The volunteer uncle on the other end of the phone recorded the situation and said in a calm voice: "Then don't wait, come here quickly. After arriving in Jiangzhou, if you can't find the orphanage in Lianhua District, you can continue to call This call. I'll help you guide the way, if it doesn't work, I can pick you up."

The woman sniffed and bowed to the phone gratefully.The volunteer uncle waved his hands here and there to stop him: "This is all a matter of helping the leader by the way. You must not do this."

After hanging up the phone, the little girl wanted to treat the woman to a meal.The woman was so anxious that she couldn't eat anything, so she picked up her luggage and ran out, rushing back to the train station to buy a ticket.

Before leaving, the shop owner stuffed a bag of bread and a bottle of mineral water into her bag: "Take it and eat it on the way. You have to fill your stomach before you have the strength to find your son."

The woman's eyes were red, and she nodded with a sob: "Thank you, you are all good people."

The shop owner looked sad, and decided not to do business: "I'll take you to the train station. I have an electric three-wheeler, and I can deliver it with just one kick of the gas pedal. It also saves you the long journey with big bags and small bags."

The woman was about to refuse, but the shop owner waved his hand: "That's the deal."

Seeing this, the little girl and her mother also wanted to send the woman to the train.

A few ten minutes later, three strangers who had never met before stood on the platform, looking at the woman who was hurrying to the train with her luggage, and couldn't help but sigh.

"What a miserable person. I hope she can find her son when she arrives in Jiangzhou."

But everyone knows how slim this hope is.