"Oh, we haven't even found our son yet, what's the use of you mentioning this? It's just that I don't know if the Ministry of Information is deceiving people, will it deceive people in these things?" "I can't say for sure. The man said.

My father thought about it again and said, "If you know that place, you should know the directions." "Of course. The man said. "Then please help me talk about it. "Okay. The man said, "If you want to go to that place, you can go to the Nanchang bus station first, and then inquire about the car to Fengxin, take the car to Fengxin, and then inquire about this place." ”

"Then give me a copy of your newspaper. When the father had said this, the man gave him the newspaper and went about his business. But my father stopped him again.

The man asked again what was the matter with his father. My father said that he did not know the route to the Nanchang bus station. And the man spoke unto him. When his father heard what he had said, he took note of it and returned to his mother. (Note: According to my parents' recollections, although Mandarin was not popular in the country at that time,

However, some economically active places are learning to speak Mandarin because of the constant arrival of outsiders. Because of this, my parents were able to communicate with other people. In addition, our Henan dialect is relatively close to Mandarin, although it has a bit of an earthy flavor, but most people can understand it).

My mother was very happy when she heard that her father had re-obtained the newspaper from the Ministry of Information, and when she heard that her father knew the direction to the Nanchang bus station. Because she thinks she's going to see me soon.

My father and mother came to Nanchang Bus Station with their luggage. On the way to Nanchang bus station, my mother said to my father: "You have to remember the way we came, and once you find the baby, we can come back together." ‘

The father said: "Maybe our baby has become a writer, and we still need to endure this hardship." "Don't you take chances, maybe you're dead? ”

By the time I arrived at the Nanchang bus station, my parents were already hungry and weak. They found an open place to put their luggage down. My father was just about to get up and go to the ticket hall when he saw a kind old man sitting not far away.

The old man was dressed in a leather jacket and leather pants, leather shoes, and his hair was dyed black, and he looked like a rich man. My father went up to greet him. The old man hurriedly asked my father if he needed help.

My father pointed at my mother and said, "That's our baby." It's just because we came here from Henan to look for our son, we have no money on us, and we are still hungry until now. I opened my mouth to you because I looked like a kind person, can you help us get something to eat?"

When the old man heard this, he generously said, "I should do something big." Didn't you have nothing to eat, why didn't you tell me earlier? I'll tell you the truth, I'm also here to find my son. My son works in Nanchang and asked me to come and live here, and he will come and pick me up later. When I was on the train, I just had some bread left over and I didn't eat it, so if you don't like it, I'll give it to you. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he took out a handy bag from the black bag beside him and handed it to my father. When my father opened the pouch, he saw a few pieces of bread and two bottles of unnamed drinks. Seeing these things, my father said "thank you" to the old man several times in succession, and then walked over to my mother.

My parents ate two loaves of bread and drank some drinks before my father went to buy a new ticket. When I went to the ticket window, the conductor said five yuan a piece. My father bought two.

Not long after my father left, my mother suddenly felt very uncomfortable in her stomach, so she couldn't bother to salute, and hurriedly walked out of the station to find a toilet.

My mother didn't think about the toilets in the station, so she turned left along the main road in front of the station. I didn't go far, and I saw a slightly smaller road on the side of the road, and I didn't care about 3721, so I turned around.

But the road was full of tall buildings, and if it wasn't someone else's shop, where could there be a toilet? However, it is still impossible to find a suitable place.

After walking a little further, she saw a smaller road to the right, and her mother turned in. However, the uncompetitive stomach is testing people's willpower. The mother gritted her teeth and watched as she walked. As I walked, I saw a large courtyard.

Inside the courtyard is a large four-storey building, surrounded by a fence and with an electric gate in the middle. There is a small corner door next to the electric door, and there is a large shining iron sign hanging on the side of the small corner door against the electric door, on which a red "ten" character is drawn. Underneath the red word "ten" are some large gilt characters.

The mother did not speak, but rushed in. When I entered the gate, I saw a woman holding a child, and my mother hurriedly pulled it to ask for the toilet. The woman pointed with her hand, and the mother was relieved, and hurried over.

When my mother walked out of the hospital, she lost her way and went around a few times before returning to where she was. In desperation, I can only ask people.

But I said that my father bought two tickets from the ticket window to get a new one, and when he returned to the place where he put his luggage, he didn't see his mother. He wondered if his mother was bored and would walk around the station.

So I walked around the station, but I still didn't see my mother's shadow. My father began to worry: the station is a place of right and wrong, maybe my mother has fallen for the bad guys and been deceived. How's that good?

As soon as he thought of this, the father had mixed feelings, his son could not be found, and his wife was about to be lost again, what was the point of this person's life? The more the father thought about it, the more angry he became, the more sad he became, and he couldn't help but sit on his luggage and cry loudly.

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