The beautiful Xiangjiang River, like a green streamer, winds to the north; on the white sandbar of the Yuqiao River, the egrets in white clothes and white skirts are like angels descending to earth, floating down, jumping over the river, stirring up the slightest breeze.

"Wen Jinhong, Xiao Lijun, where are you?" On the winding embankment, the villagers shouted hoarsely with torches, and the piercing sound broke through the quiet night sky, startled the egrets on the continent, and the reflection of the torches rippled in the river into a long fire dragon, dancing; the water on the river surface rippled, the waves kept beating the river bank, the water splashed, and turned into a whirlpool.

"Wen Jinhong, go home quickly! Where are you?" Xia Yulan hysterically shouted the name of her son Wen Jinhong, crawling with a belt, her hair was scattered, her face was haggard, and she staggered all the way up to the riverside embankment, but, after searching all night, the river was still the same, rolling north, but her son still didn't find it, she was desperate, her heart was cold, and the sky was spinning for a while, Xia Yulan fell headlong on the embankment.

The two sisters, Wen Jinhe and Wen Jinyi, shook their mother with tears in their eyes, and shouted hoarsely, "Mom, wake up quickly, Mom, wake up quickly, what if my brother comes home and can't find you?"

The river wind blew on the embankment, Wenhualong shivered, he played a torch, and walked over in a hurry, he was old and had a son, looking forward to the stars and the moon to come to his son, and now, the son disappeared inexplicably, the anger in his heart was burning, he wanted to find his wife to vent, roared once, but when he saw Xia Yulan, who collapsed to the ground like mud, he sighed, dropped the torch, bowed down, knelt on the ground, pinched her hard, and shouted loudly: Xia Yulan, you stinky girl, your son has not been found, you can't die！

Time passed minute by minute, the river was still bubbling, and a few minutes later, Xia Yulan opened her bloodshot eyes, and said with tears in her eyes, Hualong, I'm sorry, our son can't be found, what do you tell me to do?

In the year of her brother's disappearance, Wen Jinhe was in her third year of high school, and when she came home from school, her mother Xia Yulan anxiously told her that her younger brother Wen Jinhong was missing and she couldn't find it.

Younger brother Wen Jinhong just turned six years old, originally followed his mother Xia Yulan to the market to sell fish, but he didn't think it was fun and went home alone, unexpectedly, when Xia Yulan returned home, Wen Jinhong disappeared, searched the whole village, and didn't find it, so he disappeared without a trace.

Wen Jinhe followed his mother around the village to inquire about his younger brother's news, and Uncle Xiao and Aunt Xiao in the same village were also anxious as if they were burning their eyebrows, and they were also looking for their son Xiao Lijun everywhere, but they never found it. In a small fishing village, all of a sudden, the children of both families are gone, and the faces of the villagers have turned iron blue, and an ominous premonition hangs over their hearts.

Villager Wen Shufei saw that they were looking for their children everywhere, grinning widely, narrowing their small eyes into a line, and said mysteriously, today there is a foreigner in the village, claiming to be a fishmonger, and he is walking around the village, but I see that the person is not like a fishmonger, but like a human trafficker, don't be afraid that the children of your two families will be abducted by him.

Xia Yulan was anxious, Wen Shufei's words made her almost collapse, her eyes widened with anger, and she immediately went crazy, what nonsense are you talking about, your child was abducted by human traffickers.

Uncle Xiao was in a hurry, as soon as he heard Wen Shufei cursing his son for being abducted, his temper was like a volcanic eruption, and he swung his fist and threw it over, fortunately Wen Shufei dodged quickly, otherwise he would definitely be beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, and his eyes were full of gold stars.

Soon, another version spread in the village, villager Xiao Dawei saw that the Wen family and the Xiao family were looking for children, he painted a voice and added fuel and vinegar to say, At about four o'clock in the afternoon, I saw Wen Jinhong and Xiao Lijun go to the riverside embankment to play, and they haven't returned for so long, but they are afraid that they have fallen into the river.

Although Xiao Dawei's words are reasonable, Xia Yulan still doesn't believe that her son will fall into the river, she will be suspicious and say, our family Jinhong has been playing by the river since he was a child, he can swim, even if he falls into the river, he will be fine.

Uncle Xiao snorted, and said disappreciably, our family army can also swim in the water, Xiao Dawei, did you see them go to the embankment?

Although neither family believed in this fact, the river was ruthless, no one could pack a ticket, and a dead horse had to be a live horse doctor, so they had to shout around the village and ask the villagers to help them go to the river to find someone.

Saving a life is better than a seventh-level floating slaughter. A few gongs from the village chief, with a few shouts like duck boys, the villagers all came to the embankment with torches, but after the villagers searched along the river for several hours, they never saw the trace of Wen Jinhong and Xiao Lijun, and they were inevitably lost.

It was late at night, the river was foggy, the smoke and rain were hazy, and it was pitch black, and they couldn't see their fingers, and it was useless to look for them, so the villagers had to drag their tired bodies and go home with disappointment.

Wenhualong sat at the dark dinner table, his face was as black as the dinner table, he was holding a bottle of wine in his hand, pouring one sip after another, his eyes were red, bloodshot, his green tendons were exposed, and his brows were furrowed into two hills, like a bull with red eyes.

Xia Yulan sat on the bed, unable to sleep, her eyes were bloodshot, her face was haggard, her eyes were stained with tears, and her mouth kept saying, my son, where have you been? Mom shouldn't let you go home alone, come back quickly, you want to kill your mom in a hurry!

Wen Jinhe saw the heartbroken chattering Xia Yulan, and naturally remembered the poor Xianglin sister-in-law in Mr. Lu Xun's "Blessing" who lost her son Ah Mao and tirelessly told the story of Ah Mao to people every day, and she was even a little worried that in the long run, whether Xia Yulan could withstand this heavy blow, should she really be like Xianglin's sister-in-law, become sane and walking dead.

Sister Wen Jinyi drooped her black eyes, looked tired, and shook her sister's arm, "Sister, you are still thinking about your brother, sleep, we have to go to school tomorrow." ”

Two big living people just live without seeing people, dead without seeing corpses, disappeared, backed by the mountains, facing the Xiangjiang River of the fisherman's bay was covered with a layer of gloomy and terrifying atmosphere, early in the morning, the sky has just dawned, the mist on the river has not yet dispersed, the crows are screaming, everyone began to talk about it, one by one with a solemn look, the heart is heavy, worried that the same disaster will befall their own home in an instant.

Wen Jinhe carried a schoolbag on his back, holding a steamed sweet potato in his hand, and walked all the way along the winding and grassy riverside, crying sadly all the way, brother, where are you? Go home for breakfast, your mother is waiting for you.

The river was surging, the waves were crashing on the shore, the oars were sounding, the river was silent, Wen Jinhe didn't call back her brother, she had to walk towards the school with a feeling of great loss.

After Xia Yulan got up, she didn't cook on the fire as usual, but walked towards the river with demented, swaying, and sad eyes, she really hoped that a miracle would happen, she really hoped that Wen Jinhong would be safe, and she really hoped that God could send her son back.

When Aunt Wang next door saw her depressed and lost look, she felt very unhappy, and said with concern, Hualong's family, you haven't eaten yet, where are you going?

Xia Yulan was like being possessed by a demon, she didn't hear Aunt Wang's words at all, and exclaimed sadly: My family Jinhong will be fine, you are all lying to me, I want to go to him, I will definitely find him; God, isn't it enough for you to harm me? Let our family Jinhong come back.

Xia Yulan's tears dried up, and her heart was broken like a wine bottle smashed by the cultural dragon, which could no longer be repaired, and she walked up to the embankment with a dull gaze!

The sun rose in the east, revealing the white of the fish's belly, the fog on the river dissipated, and the long whistle of the whistle disturbed the egrets on the Egret Island, they soared on the river like angels in white, so graceful and unrestrained.

Xia Yulan's eyes, which were originally as clear as water, seemed to have been hollowed out by something in a day and night, becoming hollow and godless, and the whole person was like a vegetative person.

Aunt Wang felt that Xia Yulan's expression was a little wrong, which was really worrying, she was afraid that Xia Yulai would not be able to think about it for a while and do something stupid, so she quietly followed.

Xia Yulan was sitting alone by the river in a daze, alone, muttering to herself like a monk chanting scriptures, Aunt Wang was very uneasy, so she walked over, "Hualong's family, go home, the wind by the river is too strong, and it is easy to catch a cold." ”

Xia Yulan looked at the surging river blankly, she didn't hear Aunt Wang's words at all, she said again and again: "I'm waiting for our family Jinhong, he will definitely return; ”

Seeing her so fascinated, Aunt Wang shook her head, her eyes rippled with tears, and she said helplessly, "God, what kind of sin have you done?"