"Hello, Grandma Ning. ”

Lu An didn't have any effort to find Ning Qilan in a dark adobe wooden house.

Ning Qilan was wearing dark blue clothes and pants, looking at Lu An and the others with cloudy eyes, and there was a little puzzled look on her face.

"What are you here for?"

That's what she asked when the morning interview came.

The staff of the Multi-Entertainment Culture Public Welfare Organization had contact with Ning Qilan, although they did not say anything to give Ning Qilan hope without permission.

Lu An replied with a smile.

"Grandma Ning, we are people from the multi-entertainment culture public welfare organization......"

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Ning Qilan, and she said with some excitement, "Thank you, thank you, let the TV really know my ......"

She doesn't know much about interviews, and she doesn't know much about anything else, what she remembers is that after the people from the Multi-Entertainment Culture Public Welfare Organization found her, they told her that they would put her affairs on TV, and the township would pay attention to it.

It is possible to apply for a fare from the township.

Ning Qilan was a little incoherent, and even grabbed Lu An's hand very excitedly, thanked him without words, and let go in a panic, for fear that she would pinch it or dirty Lu An's hand.

The expressions on the faces range from panic, regret, excitement, and so on.

Lu An shook Ning Qilan's hand with his backhand and said, "Grandma Ning, we were instructed by the leader to help you go and see your son today." ”

Before coming, Lu An also found a reason, which explained the nature of the Xia Duoyu Culture Public Welfare Organization in the most simple and simple words.

After Lu An's words fell, Ning Qilan was suddenly stunned, opened her mouth wide, looked at Lu An, her lips trembled, and her tone calmed down, "Really...... Can you help me go?"

emphasized, "I'm going to Yunnan!"

Lu An nodded vigorously and replied in the affirmative.

"Well, yes. ”

Ning Qilan withdrew her hand from Lu An's hand, panicking and not knowing where to put her hand or where to go.

When the 25-year expectation is really about to become a reality, the panic and entanglement of being overwhelmed and afraid of missing out cannot be expressed by a few simple adjectives.

"Wait for me, I'll pack my things, go now, ...... right away Right now!"

Ning Qilan chattered, as if she was afraid of missing it, and the movements of her hands and feet were very fast.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Lu An would have found it hard to believe that Ning Qilan, who was already eighty years old, moved so neatly, and he walked into this gloomy room.

"Grandma Ning, what do you need, I'll help you clean it up, so it's faster. ”

Ning Qilan's movements in her hand did not stop, and she said as she moved, "No, no, no, I'll just do it myself." ”

............

After cleaning up, Ning Qilan had two more big burdens in her hands, looked back at her house, and said, "I'm done, let's go!"

Lu An naturally helped Ning Qilan take the two big burdens in his hands, "Okay, Grandma Ning, let's go." ”

After walking out of this small alley, it was Lu An's car that stopped outside, and because it was a Bentley, he didn't bring Lin Yu with him.

With Lu An, only Chen Yifa and Shi Yue came over.

After letting Ning Qilan sit properly in the co-pilot of Bentley, Lu An drove straight to Kyoto International Airport, and this time only Chen Yifa and Shi Yue would follow.

Liu Qi and Fu Tian need to deal with business matters, Lin Wan is still in Kyoto, and Lin Yu and Lu An must not be able to worry about her as a little girl.

It took an hour and 40 minutes to drive from Tiananmen Square to Ning Qilan's house, and it took just over an hour to drive from Ning Qilan's house to the Capital International Airport.

When I boarded the plane, it was exactly 1:30 p.m.

............

Ning Qilan was all about going to see her son, plus for so many years, she had never taken any transportation at all, and even no one in the neighborhood had ever taken a plane, so she didn't know that there were actually many kinds of planes.

Therefore, Ning Qilan didn't have any special feelings.

As for why she believed in Lu An, maybe Lu An had a special temperament that made Ning Qilan not doubt Lu An's purpose.

In addition, she felt that she was a bad old woman, and there was nothing worth deceiving in an afterlife.

In fact, her neighbors have not been able to help her over the years, because, in 33 years, everything has changed too much, and it is no longer the neighborhood it once was.

Everyone is poor, and this kind of long-distance journey can easily cost thousands of dollars, and it is really impossible to get out.

Moreover, Ning Qilan was disappointed enough in the 90s, and then she didn't talk much about this kind of thing, and the multi-entertainment cultural public welfare organization can know because of the careful heart of the staff who are willing to do this project sincerely.

There are some materials that are not secrets, and it is not difficult to obtain them, but it is rare for people to open the dusty case files.

Even, no one will do the action of brushing off the dust.

In 25 years, Ning Qilan has not changed her residence.

As long as any of the township staff has looked through the file in the past 25 years, this matter should have been dealt with long ago, after all, the township was once poor, and now the township is not poor......

Three and a half hours later, at five o'clock in the afternoon, the plane landed at Wenshan Airport, the closest to the Malipo Martyrs Cemetery.

"Grandma Ning, we are still about an hour's drive from the Malipo Cemetery, can we rush over now?"

got off the plane, while the crew was unloading the car, Lu An asked Ning Qilan's opinion.

In summer, it gets dark late, and Yunnan also has a long sunshine time, so in winter, I am afraid that I will not be able to catch up.

Ning Qilan nodded heavily, "Okay, let's go over now and accompany Ying'er at night." ”

Malipo County is under Wenshan Prefecture, and the distance from Wenshan Airport is about 100 kilometers, most of which are provincial roads and highways, and the last section is the county road.

It can be driven in about an hour.

Lunch was settled on the plane, and the flight attendant lady with advance notice prepared a simple meal, but Ning Qilan had no appetite and basically didn't eat.

............

Just an hour later, Lu An drove the car to the Malipo Martyrs Cemetery.

Without alarming the local official organization, or even the cemetery management, Lu An, Chen Yifa, and Shi Yue took Ning Qilan to look for it row by row, and finally found the tombstone of Ning Qilan's son.

Tomb of the martyr Zhao Ying.

Lined up in the rows of tombstones, it doesn't look lonely, and the management of the cemetery regularly cleans up the trivialities, and it's not dirty.

When Lu An stopped and told Ning Qilan that this was Zhao Ying's tombstone, it was determined that it was her son according to the words on the tombstone.

Ning Qilan's cloudy eyes looked at the tombstone, she didn't have much culture, but she knew her son's name!

I also knew some Chinese characters with simple strokes, and at that moment, she had been calm for almost 20 years, holding on to the tombstone, her fingers trembling.

With his eyes closed and his head raised slightly, his face was full of deep pain with the vicissitudes of life, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on Ning Qilan, who was wearing dark blue coarse linen clothes, and on the tombstone, the picture was frozen by Chen Yifa on the side with a camera.

...... Ning Qilan has really cried enough in the past 25 years, and she has dried up all her tears, even in such a scene, she whimpered, but she couldn't shed tears.

After a few moments, she stopped whimpering and leaned on the tombstone, muttering in a low voice.

It's the dialect of her hometown.

It's the mother's nagging to her son.

"Son, my mother has come to see you, it's been 33 years, and I can finally see you......"

I was in a hurry, and I didn't think too much about it, Ning Qilan didn't actually bring any sacrifices, and there were a few sweaters she knitted by herself in the baggage.

After a long time, Ning Qilan squatted down, unwrapped the baggage, and with the help of Lu An, ignited a total of five sweaters that had been knitted in the past 25 years.

"I don't know when I'll be able to come over next time, it's cold down in winter, and my mother knitted a sweater for you......"

Perhaps it was the black smoke after the yarn was ignited that fascinated Lu An's eyes, as well as Chen Yifa and Shi Yue's eyes.

The three of them burst into tears.

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Finally on time. Break the bowl for you.

PS: Are you not satisfied with the interspersed writing?