Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Sixty Peasant Mother-in-law (4)

"This ...... How is this possible?

Mrs. Qiao, you just think too much, how good the country is now, how can we starve to death, it was a troubled time in the past! Without disaster relief, our village would have starved to death so much.

Now the above will definitely not be left alone! ”

Although Qiao Aiguo said this, he did feel a little weak in his heart, his father and mother starved to death in order to save some rations for their brothers in forty-two years, at that time, the hungry really dared to stuff everything into their mouths, and the bark around them was stripped away, and now thinking about it, they can vaguely recall the pain of hunger back then.

Qiao Mu shook his head and did not continue to persuade him, but just sighed and went back. There are some things, you can't persuade if you want to, and it's not useful to persuade them, Qiao Mu is saying this now, just to plant a seed in Qiao Aiguo's heart, with this seed, as long as the situation is not good in the future, you should be able to make some preparations in advance.

Qiao Mu, who returned to the old house, sat on the edge of the dilapidated bed and began to think about how to complete the task of the original body and find the young son of the original body.

To tell the truth, when he first knew that the original body was such a wish, Qiao Mu was indeed very moved, and he really wanted to really help the original body achieve his wish, but now after sitting down and thinking about it carefully for a while, he knows how difficult it is to achieve the original body's wish.

First of all, she is old, and in this era, she has to have a letter of introduction when she goes out, she is an old lady, and it is impossible for the village to open a letter of introduction for her son across the country.

Who would be relieved that an eighty-year-old lady with a letter of introduction would go all over the country to find her son?

Secondly, her youngest son has been out of touch for more than 50 years, and he lost contact during the war years, how many wars have occurred in the past 50 years?

That's really not a good number.

To put it mildly, bad luck, I may not know where I have died, or even buried dry bones, horse leather shrouded for many years, even if I am still alive, it is impossible to say whether it belongs to the national army or the communist army, and it is not clear whether it is on the mainland or on the other side of the sea, and it is too difficult to find it, it is too difficult to find it, it is to find a needle in a haystack.

Forty or fifty years later, when all kinds of technology have developed many times over, the family members who lost contact due to the war may not be able to find each other, not to mention that in this era when there is not even the Internet, it is really difficult.

Thinking of this, Qiao Mu began to count his fingers, and began to list the possibilities in his own words:

"The original body has never left home, so if the youngest son is still alive and his memory is not damaged, he should come back to see what!

So, there are only three possible scenarios.

Either he died, or he had amnesia, or he was stuck somewhere and couldn't come back.

Now I can only hope for amnesia, or I can't come back if I'm stuck somewhere, these two may be difficult, if I really lose my memory, the ghost knows when I will be able to recover my memory, and if I am trapped on the other side of the sea, then even if I know, it will be difficult for the two sides to reunite! ”

Qiao Mu also felt a little headache after listing three possibilities, no matter which one of them, I am afraid that there is no way to confirm or contact it now.

In this way, if you want to fulfill your original wish, it is really as illusory as a mirror, and people have no way to start.

After thinking about it for a long time, Qiao Mu could only choose a plan that might be useful if he was reluctant, that is, to write and publish, write some local praise literature and publish it, mixed with some of their family's past situation, hoping to let the original youngest son see it.

Although the probability of this method being possible is still as low as winning the lottery, it is indeed an idea that Qiao Mu finally came up with after thinking about it for a long time, otherwise what can he do? Is it possible to write a letter to the leader and ask the leader to help find his son?

Thinking so, Qiao Mu immediately found a set of stationery in the farm warehouse and began to write vernacular literature.

Although Qiao Mu has not experienced this era in the past, she has experienced the era of educated youth in the seventies, and the gap between the two eras is not large, so she knows very well which articles can be written at this time, which articles cannot be written, and how to write to make it easier to publish.

It is also very handy to write vernacular literature.

Soon three or two thousand words were written.

……

After eating in the cafeteria at noon, everyone quickly packed up the dishes and went home for a lunch break.

Of course, when it comes to lunch breaks, in fact, there is basically no one sleeping, everyone is busy with some of their own things at home, cleaning up the private land in the house a little, feeding the pigs or something.

Qiao Yong's family

In the master bedroom, Wang Tao whispered:

"Old Qiao, do you say we should take care of my mother, my mother is already eighty years old this year, and I really feel a little uneasy to let her old man live outside alone!"

"I want to too, but what if my mother doesn't want to?

No, you haven't said in the past ten or twenty years that you want to take your mother back to live, what's wrong today? ”

Qiao Yong asked strangely.

"That's what you said!

In the past, I didn't think that my mother's body could still move, so we didn't need to disturb her old man!

But my mother is already going to celebrate her 80th birthday this year, at such an old age, if she still lives alone in that house, I say something unpleasant, if something happens, no one will know, and you can't take care of it in time, right?

In my mother's village, Wang Lao Leper lives alone, you know, he just fell down at night some time ago.

The corpse stinks until others know!

Although I call her every morning to see the situation, I ......"

There are some words, Wang Tao can't say too much, she can only say them in a babbling voice, but everyone understands what they mean by each other in their hearts.

Qiao Yong hurriedly sat up:

"You're right, I'll have to go to my mother's side and ask her old man when I get off work in the evening!"

"Well, you'll go as soon as you get off work!

By the way, if my mother is willing to move to live with us, will my mother's house be vacant, you say, can you discuss the vacant house with my mother, and let her eldest great-grandson Gouzi get married in it first!

There is really no place at home! ”

It was only then that Wang Tao really said her true purpose, she wanted the old lady's house to make a new house for her great-grandson.

The 20 or so people in the family live too crowded, although they have built some mud houses in recent years, but they really can't do it as a new house, which can compare to the brick house where the old lady lives?