Everyone was immediately a little disappointed, and Long Jianjun didn't have a bottom in his heart, so he was so nervous that when he just had a winter vacation, Long Dingwen went to Mianshui No. 1 Middle School again. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When he came back, everyone looked at his expression first, and when they saw that they didn't hide their smiles and didn't ask him, they all cheered, and Long Dingwen touched his face, is it so obvious?

In 1978, the New Year came like this, Li Jiaojian wanted to go back to Dye River for the New Year, Luo Xiaoyu was a little worried and advised: "Don't go out alone with your mother, let alone run around, do you hear?"

Luo Xiaoyu was afraid that the events of her previous life would happen again, but she couldn't follow him, and she felt that the New Year was boring, no cousin, and no Li Jiaojian felt that time passed really slowly.

After the cousins left, they wrote a few letters, Ke Baodong's parents said a lot of things, Ke Baoliang only wrote a few sentences but made her brainless, this time the letter said that the mud pump on the drilling platform was what, Luo Xiaoyu was very depressed, she was not a scientist before?

Although I knew that the petroleum machinery factory where my mother worked produced mud pumps, my mother had been out of touch with oil since she was transferred to the railway, and no one knew what would happen after that.

Luo Xiaoyu could only draw a 'dizzy' expression on the letterhead, the headache was still to come, until the school was about to start, Li Jiaojian had not come back, Luo Xiaoyu was anxious, and the picture of her previous life appeared in front of her eyes again, she didn't want to see it, she didn't want to!

Luo Xiaoyu waited for Li Shoudong and asked him, "Why hasn't Jiaojian come back?"

Li Shoudong said disapprerovingly: "I'll be back soon" Luo Xiaoyu looked at him suspiciously, and there was nothing he could do.

A week after the start of school, she found Li Shoudong again and asked, the Spring Festival of the Chinese New Year railway began, not only passenger cars, but also freight cars, Li Shoudong worked overtime and did not go home for many days.

He said to himself strangely: "Didn't Jiaojian's mother say that she would bring him back in the next few days? Why haven't you come back yet?" Xiaoyu, don't worry, I'll go back on vacation to take a look." ”

Luo Xiaoyu looked at Li Shoudong in astonishment, it's over, something is going to happen, it would be good if the eldest cousin was here, and if there was a discussion, he could come up with a countermeasure, no matter what, go to his father.

When Luo Jingquan heard his eldest daughter's words, his brows tightened, but he couldn't just go to Dye the River recklessly, Luo Xiaoyu knew that it would be too late if he didn't go.

She said eagerly: "Dad, I heard Jiaojian's mother say that he was disobedient and sold him, and even Uncle Li didn't know that he didn't come back this time, he must have been sold to the mountains. ”

Tang Xiangxiang was shocked when she listened to it, they knew how ruthless Fan Suqun was, and Fan Suqun definitely did what the eldest daughter said.

She said: "Jingquan, no, you go quietly, if you meet Fan Suqun, make up a reason, hmm...... Let's just say that someone at the oil depot has recently stolen oil and sold it to the Dyehe River, and Duan Shang asked you to assist in the investigation, your fake?"

Luo Jingquan immediately said: "It doesn't matter, we have a good relationship, I'll take a few days off first, and then return to class when I come back." ”

Luo Xiaoyu knew the approximate location, but how to determine the location if she was not at the scene? She begged her father to take him with her, but this time Luo Jingquan did not agree, he was busy looking for Li Jiaojian, and it was impossible to take care of his eldest daughter, in case he got lost, no, no.

Luo Xiaoyu tried his best but didn't get Luo Jingquan's consent, so he had to say, "Dad, I heard Aunt Fan say that there is a Mopan brigade in the mountains." ”

Luo Xiaoyu didn't know the specifics, Luo Jingquan went to the oil depot to say hello, packed up his things and drove the train away.

When he got off the train at Yangmingguan, Dyehe is a small station, the train he took does not stop, and now the slow train to Dyehe has left, and he thought about it anxiously and thought of finding the stationmaster.

Found the stationmaster, this time it was impossible to make up what oil from the oil depot was stolen, he told the truth and asked the stationmaster to call the dispatcher to ask the dyed river station to give a temporary parking spot, the stationmaster did not say a word.

In this way, Luo Jingquan boarded the nose of a truck, and when he got on the car, he saw that they were all acquaintances, Luo Jingquan didn't plan to tell them, but the stationmaster sent him over and poured beans from the bamboo tube, which made everyone respect him and be more anxious about the whereabouts of the child.

There are only three or four small stations from Yangmingguan to Dye River, Chenchuan Railway is an electrified railway, the famous Panshan Railway is famous for double locomotive traction, there is no white smoke and steam, no stoker and black smoke, the horsepower is full through the iron bridge and tunnel, and the Dye River is in front of you.

Due to the dispatch agreement, the driver braked and slowly stopped the car in the station, only a minute Luo Jingquan hurriedly went down and waved thanks, and when he arrived at the station, he asked the people at the station where the Mo Pan Brigade was, but no one knew, Luo Jingquan fell into deep thought, surrounded by mountains, where to start looking for it?

Originally, I didn't plan to go to Fan Suqun, I was afraid of startling the snakes, but now there is no way to explore around them first, in order not to let people recognize Luo Jingquan put on a hat and lower the brim of the hat, March is the season of spring flowers, and the yellow flowers all over the mountains and fields make Luo Jingquan have no intention of appreciating it, and his footsteps hurriedly came to the family area of the Dyehe Railway.

The family area of the small station is three or four rows of gray tile bungalows, the station is on the mountainside, there is a river under the mountain, it is inconvenient to use water here, people are carrying water or going to the river to wash and wash vegetables, fortunately, although it is up and down the mountain but not far away.

Luo Jingquan walked to the nearest bungalow, there were a few old people basking in the sun at the door, he stepped forward and asked, "Master, is Li Jiaojian's home here?" Luo Jingquan knew that Fan Suqun had a very bad reputation here, and it was impossible for him to say that he came to Fan Suqun.

One of the old masters looked him up and down and said, "Didn't Li Jiaojian ask Fan Suqun to bring back Mianshui? She only came back yesterday, and she looked very happy." ”

Luo Jingquan sighed and said that it was not good, and he hurriedly asked, "Master, is the Mo Pan Brigade far away from here?"

"Mopan, it's a good place to hunt, young man, and I advise you not to hunt in the spring. "The master mistakenly thought that he was going up to the mountains to hunt.

Luo Jingquan's temperament listened to him and asked: "If you don't hunt to find someone, can you tell me how to get there?"

"Go down the mountain and cross the river, and see the mountain opposite? Go into the mountain, go over the mountain and you will reach the Mopan commune, and then you will ask where the Mopan brigade is?"

Luo Jingquan thanked him and then went down the mountain and walked to the mountain, until it was completely dark, he came to the Mopan commune, and the reconnaissance battalion camped to rest when this happened, but he had no equipment and could only go to the peasant's house to spend the night.

In the early morning of the next day, after figuring out the direction of the Mopan Brigade, he continued to march into the mountains, and arrived at the Mopan Brigade at noon, Luo Jingquan began to ask Li Jiaojian's whereabouts, of course he knew that it was impossible for people here to know Li Jiaojian, he asked passers-by: "Fellow, have you ever seen a little boy who is so tall and thin at the age of seven or eight?"