The next day, Gu Yunyao opened a letter of introduction and bought a platform ticket, and the two yuan for the broadcast speaker was indispensable.

With the platform ticket, she walked into the platform quite awesomely.

Seeing a train slowly entering the station, she found a suitable place to stand, staring at the passengers who got off the train.

The phrase that was played on a loop sounded on the radio speaker.

The train station is not big, and there are not many passengers coming down.

Gu Yunyao's eyes swept everywhere, and finally found a woman in her fifties who was of a similar age and similar appearance in the bustling flow of people getting off the bus.

However, how can there be a young lesbian next to this woman?

Didn't you say a person? How did it become two people?

She quickly made up for it, maybe her children were not at ease.

They did bring a lot of things.

It looks like a struggle to carry a few baggage.

Gu Yunyao hurriedly walked over, saw the face in front of him that was eight or nine points like the sketch, and asked, "Excuse me, are you Comrade Wen Xinran?" ”

The middle-aged woman looked at Gu Yunyao.

The person who came looked to be twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a pretty face that was blown up, and wore a Chinese-style soft satin purple and red cotton jacket.

Although the color is gaudy, it is worn with a fashionable and beautiful effect.

He has a knitted hat made of wool on his head and woolen gloves of the same color on his hands.

The woman's eyes suddenly filled with tears, "I am, who are you?" ”

Alas, hey, Old Wu's wife is indeed gentle as water, and she is about to shed tears before she speaks.

Look at her dress again, a long fur collar plush coat sets off her figure well.

Although the are half-old, they still have the charm.

Her daughter looks a few years younger than herself, and she is a copy of Sister Wen's youth.

Gu Yunyao hurriedly explained, "Sister-in-law Wu, it was Brother Wu who asked me to pick up the station. ”

She looked at the luggage that the two of them were carrying, and said with concern, "Can I help you carry your things?" ”

The young woman who was standing next to Sister-in-law Wu and looked like her pulled her mother behind her and raised her eyebrows and asked, "This eldest sister, we don't know you." ”

It feels uncomfortable to be questioned, and it is understandable to be a little vigilant when I think of the mother and daughter coming to a strange place.

The key is that Gu Yunyao doesn't know how to prove her identity.

muttered in my heart: What did Wu Lao say when he wrote the letter?

Why didn't you say the physiognomy of the person who picked up the station?

She embarrassedly retracted her hand that had reached out to pick up something, and pushed the conundrum back unceremoniously.

"Then how do you say you can prove it?"

The young woman's youthful and beautiful face had a double sparkling gaze.

She thought about it and quickly had an idea, "If you have a problem, call the police, mother, let's go to the small town police station for help." ”

Gu Yunyao was extremely glad that at this time, the management of those who were knocked down was not strict, if it was like before, the mother and daughter would definitely be reprimanded and repatriated.

Because the person they want to visit is a person who is in re-education through labor, the visit to relatives is definitely restricted.

Fortunately, his son still holds the position of director of the police station.

The policemen knew her and were quite polite to her.

Even if you look at her face, the mother and daughter will not be repatriated.

She raised her hands in approval, "Okay, let's go together." ”

Soon, such a set of shots appeared on the street.

In front, it is obvious that the mother and daughter are carrying a lot of things and are struggling to move forward, and there is a beautiful woman pushing a bicycle in the back and walking leisurely.

The mother and daughter whispered something as they walked, and soon began to whimper.

Gu Yunyao complained in her heart: What a big deal, as for being sad like this?

She thought critically, Wu Lao didn't say it comprehensively, not only his wife was as gentle as water, but her daughter was definitely better than blue, and the crying was called pitiful.

If Wu Lao died, their mother and daughter would definitely come to a flooded gold mountain.

"Phew!"

She didn't mean to curse anyone, and quickly put away her wild imagination.