“This…how is this possible?

Grandma Qiao, you just think too much. How good the country is now, how could it be that we starved to death? In the past, it was a chaotic world! Only when there was no one to provide disaster relief for our village would starve so many people.

Now the above will definitely not ignore it!"

Although Qiao Aiguo said this, he felt a little guilty. His parents starved to death in 1942 to save some food for their brothers. At that time, they really dared to stuff everything into their mouths, and the bark around them was stripped naked. Now, thinking about it, they could vaguely recall the pain of hunger back then.

Qiao Mu shook his head, did not continue to persuade him, but just sighed and went back. Some things were not something that could be persuaded just by trying to persuade him, nor were they useful if he persuaded him. Qiao Mu said this now just to plant a seed in Qiao Aiguo and the others' hearts. With this seed, as long as the situation is not good in the future, he should be able to make some preparations in advance.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Qiao Mu, who returned to the old house, sat beside the dilapidated bed and began to think about how to complete the original task and find the original youngest son.

To be honest, when Qiao Mu first learned that the original body had such a wish, he was really moved, and he really wanted to help the original body achieve his wish. But after sitting down and thinking about it for a while, he knew how difficult it was to achieve the original body wish.

First, she is old and in this era, she has to have letters of introduction when she goes out. She is an old lady, and no matter how the village does, she cannot send a letter of introduction to her nationwide for her son. First, she cannot get it, and second, she is not at ease.

Who would be relieved to be an 80-year-old lady who took the letter of introduction to find her son across the country?

Secondly, her youngest son has lost contact for more than 50 years, and he has lost contact during the war years. Is it worth mentioning how many wars have been born in the past fifty years?&1t;i>&1t;/i>

That's really hard to count.

To put it bluntly, if you are not lucky, you may not know where you have died. You may even have buried your burial bones in your grave and have been wrapped in a carp for many years. Even if you are still alive now, it is impossible to say whether it belongs to the National Army or the Communist Army. Now it is in Da 6 or across the sea. It is too difficult to find it, it is just a needle in a haystack.

Even forty or fifty years later, when various technologies have reached many times, the family members who lost contact due to war may not be able to find each other, not to mention that in this era where there is no Internet, it is really difficult.

Thinking of this, Qiaomu began to count his fingers and began to list the possibilities he said to himself:

"I have never left my home, so if my youngest son is still alive and my memory is not damaged, I should come back and take a look!

Therefore, there are only three possible situations.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Either he died, lost his memory, or was trapped in somewhere and couldn't come back.

Now I can only rely on amnesia, or where I am stuck, and I can’t come back. These two may be difficult. If I really amnesia, I know when I can recover my memory. If I am trapped on the other side of the sea, even if I know, it will be difficult for both sides to reunite!"

Qiao Mu also felt a little headache after listing three possibilities. No matter which possibilities, I'm afraid there is no way to confirm or contact us now.

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

After a long time of confusion, Qiao Mu could only choose a plan that was difficult to make things difficult and useful, which was to write some local vocal literary tables, mixing some of their past situations, hoping that the original youngest son could see it.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

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

Thinking of this, Qiao Mu immediately found a set of stationery for the 16th day stationery activity in the farm warehouse and began to write local literature.

Although Qiao Mu had never experienced this era in the past, she had experienced the educated youth era in the 1970s. The gap between the two eras was not big, so she was very clear about which articles could be written at this time, which articles could not be written, and how to write them to make it easier to express them.

It is also very easy to write about local literature.

I quickly wrote three or two thousand words.

...

After lunch in the cafeteria, everyone quickly packed up their bowls and utensils and went home for lunch break.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Of course, when it comes to lunch break, there is basically no one sleeping. Everyone is busy with their own affairs at home, clean up the private floor at home, feed pigs, etc.

Qiao Yong's family

In the master bedroom, Wang Tao whispered:

"Old Qiao, do you think we should take my mother over and take care of her? She is already 80 years old this year. I feel a little worried when I let her live alone outside!"

"I also think, what should I do if my mother doesn't want to?

No, you haven't said you want to bring your mother back in the past ten or twenty years. What's wrong with you today?"

Qiao Yong asked in a strange way.

"You said this!

In the past, I didn’t think that my mother could still move, so there was no need for us to disturb her!

But my mother is about to celebrate her 80th birthday this year. At such an old age, if she lives alone in that room, I would say something bad. If nothing happens, no one knows and can't take care of it in time, right?

In my mother's village, Wang Laolai lives alone. You know, he fell down some time ago when he went to bed some time ago.

Only when the corpse smells smelly will others know!

Although I go to call her every morning to see the situation, I…”

There are some things that Wang Tao cannot say too much, so she can only say in a hurry, but everyone knows what each other means.

Qiao Yong sat up quickly:

"You are right. After work is done later, I have to go to my mother's side to ask her!"

"Well, you'll go after work!

By the way, if my mother is willing to move to us, will my mother's house be empty? You said, can you discuss the empty house with my mother and let her great-great grandson get married first!

There is really no place at home!”

It was not until this time that Wang Tao really expressed her true purpose. She wanted the old lady to build a new house for her great-grandson.

The family is so crowded with more than 20 people. Although I have built some dirt houses in recent years, I really can’t make a new house. How can I compare to the brick houses where the old lady lives?
Chapter completed!