The old woman wiped away her tears, opened her worn-out cotton-padded jacket in a panic, rummaged through her jacket for a while, and found a handkerchief, which was wrapped in another handkerchief.
Qingwu watched her unfold it quietly, folding the crumpled five and ten yuan pieces one by one, and after sorting out the money, the old woman looked sad, thinking, and took out a piece of money from her right pocket.
Stack the dimes, unfold the corners one by one, and count them carefully.
The policeman was silent. Qingwu stared at the white hair that fell from her temples and cried silently. She pulled the policeman aside, took out her wallet, and lowered her voice, "Comrade policeman, I paid her fine in advance. In addition,
I would like to trouble you to make it easier for you. If she comes to visit her son in these five days, please let her go, okay? This is a little bit of my thoughts..."
The policeman saw that she was crying and her face was filled with sadness. He was a little curious about her relationship with the old woman, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just handed him a tissue and said, "We have collected the fine. It's free of charge. We will follow the policy."
The rules should be relaxed appropriately."
Then he walked up to the old woman and said, "Mom, the lady paid the fine for you. It's too late today. There are stipulated visiting hours in the detention center. You can come back tomorrow."
The woman raised her head, her reaction was a little slow, and it took her a long time to understand. Then she looked at Qingwu with her gray eyes, a little panicked, "Girl, what's wrong with this? Just wait, I'll give you the money back!"
Qingwu quickly wiped away her tears and forced a smile, "No need."
The old woman staggered over, lowering her head and counting the pile of change hurriedly, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, I don't know each other, how can I receive such a great favor? This is three hundred and fifty-six yuan, girl, count it.
Count, I will find a way to pay you back the rest as soon as possible, please leave your phone number."
Qingwu looked at her tenderly, holding her hand that was about to give her the money, "It's really not necessary."
"No, girl, thank you for your kindness. Just keep the money..."
Qingwu held up those soft white hands that were no longer in her memory, and gently pressed them against her cheeks. She tilted her head, her clear eyes shining like black grapes with water mist. Although there was a smile on her lips, the smile was
So bitter, she hesitated and said, "Mom."
It was a very short sound, but she seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and her soul was trembling. She had not heard of the title for more than ten years. On this desolate and quiet night, across the hesitation, years, and longing, she
Shout out.
The woman paused, her body stiffened, her eyes were a little dazed, more of a panic, she couldn't believe it, she didn't want to believe it, "...what? Girl, you just..." She finally raised her hand that was always hanging down.
He turned his head and looked at Qingwu's pale face, his eyes widened, widened, "... Ah... Ah Wu?"
Qingwu closed her eyes, with a quiet expression as if a paper boat that had drifted for many years had arrived at the other shore. Tears fell on the old woman's hand. She responded gently, excited and incoherent, "Oh, Mom, it's me, I'm Ah Wu.
"
The old woman was shocked, and soon her eyes became moist, "Ah Wu... is she really my Ah Wu? My Ah Wu... Ah Wu..." She suddenly stopped speaking, and her eyes became complicated, like
As if remembering something, she started to panic. Slowly, she lowered her head again, and withdrew Qingwu's hand from hers. She took a few steps back, bowed slightly, politely and distantly, but her voice contained a heavy meaning.
Nasal voice, "Girl, thank you for your kindness, I will return the money to you as soon as possible."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man turned around and walked away quickly.
Qingwu looked at it in astonishment, stupidly, her wet eyes were full of despair, she said numbly, "Mom?...Mom! Why is this happening again? Mom, don't go, don't go, okay?"
The boy couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked over and took her hand and chased towards the door. Qingwu suddenly came back to her senses, crying and shouting, her screams hovering in the silent night sky, like a wandering spirit, stumbling around. She followed
Behind the old woman, "Mom! Why are you leaving? Look back at me, Mom, I beg you, don't leave without looking back like you did sixteen years ago, okay? Okay!
I beg you to look at me, I am your Ah Wu! Your precious Ah Wu, don’t you recognize me? Mom? Mom! Mom! What did I do wrong? Why do you never want to look at me again?
?Please don’t go, don’t go, okay? Wow... I just miss you so much, I really miss you so much! Mom, I’m not having a good life, it’s really not a good life. I have too many things to say.
Tell you, but where are you? I hate you... I hate you! But... Mom... Ah Wu misses you, do you know... Do you know... Wuwu..."
Until her voice became hoarse, until she could no longer make a sound, Qingwu cried and shouted, but the thin and old figure in her field of vision quickly disappeared without looking back, without nostalgia, or even stopping for a moment.
She wailed, sobbed, and had no strength anymore. She squatted on the road, almost shedding all the tears in her life. The boy next to her stood silently for a long time, and then squatted down and patted her gently.
He turned his back and said nothing, just looked away.
There was a lot of traffic around, and the darkness of the night did not cover up the bustling and hustle and bustle on the road. But in this dark corner, there was a woman who was accompanied by tears, a woman who was crying and calling for her mother. She was leaning on her loneliness.
, back to back with despair, falling rapidly.
Who would understand that a child without a mother is like grass?
******
Ling Yansen put Xiao Manyin down and hurried back to the villa. Somehow, he still couldn't calm down. His heart seemed to be pulled by something, twitching. The vague uneasiness hung on his right eye, and he blinked from time to time.
He grew up believing in science. Perhaps it was due to his bad nature as a businessman that he was somewhat superstitious. His right eyelid twitched, which made him very annoyed.
He stopped the car and knocked on the door vigorously, forgetting that he even had the key.
Sister-in-law Wu got up from the bed, put on her coat and hurriedly opened the door. She was a little surprised when she saw the young master coming back alone. She looked behind him carefully and saw that there was indeed no trace of the young master. Then she asked, "Master, she