? In 1999, the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15 of the lunar calendar, the day of family reunion, the weather in Jiangyuan Town was fine.
But something happened in Jiangyuan Town that day.
Wan Mingqiu, who was 5 years old at the time, lost his sister, and Wan Mingming, who was two years old, was gone forever like a yellow crane.
? Jiangyuan Town has a market day with a single number, that is, the days with the ending numbers 0, 2, 4, 6, and 8 are market days.
The Mid-Autumn Festival happened to be the market day. Jiangyuan Town is a big town with convenient transportation and is at the intersection of four counties.
Different from the usually deserted streets, the market day is naturally very lively. There are people coming and going on the street, selling vegetables, candied haws, small toys, and all kinds of snacks that children like.
At that time, the Mid-Autumn Festival was not a holiday. His father, Wan Xingmin, was a math teacher in the town primary school, and his mother, Li Xiaohua, opened a clothing store in the town.
At noon, Wan Xingmin, who was a teacher at the town center primary school, came back from school and plunged into the kitchen on the second floor to prepare lunch.
Well, for Mid-Autumn Festival, on the way back, he also specially bought ribs and two fish. Both children like to eat sweet and sour pork ribs, and cook a few special dishes, which can be regarded as a holiday.
The ancestors of the Wan family have lived on the street for generations, and the neighbors in the neighborhood are all too familiar.
When she came back, Wang Niangniang, who runs a food store next door, greeted Wan Xingmin warmly.
"Xingmin, I'm going to eat something delicious again at noon."
"Hey, it's not a holiday. Why don't you ask Uncle Wang to have a drink together at noon?"
"Don't let him hear it, I'm afraid he's really looking forward to it. Have a drink at noon, and let him buy it in the afternoon, and drink it in the evening."
"Yes, drink it at night."
In the clothing store, there were many customers, and Li Xiaohua was busy greeting them.
He asked Li Xiaohua: "Where are the two children?"
"The two of them are playing upstairs, so I don't have time to take care of her now."
On this day, Wan Mingqiu didn't go to kindergarten because of a cold, so his mother asked him to play with his sister upstairs.
After Wan Xingmin returned upstairs, the two children were sitting in front of the TV watching cartoons, and went back to the kitchen to clean up.
The cries of selling candied haws downstairs successfully attracted Mingming's attention. Mingming is a little greedy, and every time he goes to the market, he has to clamor to eat candied haws.
Wan Mingming, who is only two years old, already has tooth decay, and her mother usually doesn't let her eat candy.
This day was different. When Wan Mingqiu showed up at the clothing store downstairs with Wan Mingming, who was crying and crying, Li Xiaohua agreed for the first time. Maybe it was because of the Mid-Autumn Festival, or maybe it was because there were several people in the store who wanted to buy. As a customer of clothes, she doesn't want her business to be ruined.
When Mingming started to cry, he raised his voice and yelled loudly, which made people feel annoyed.
Immediately, she took out five yuan from the drawer and gave it to Wan Mingqiu, asking him to take his sister to buy candied haws.
Wan Mingqiu took his younger sister's little hand to the street. There were many pedestrians on the street, and he could only see the grass target in the hand of the candied haws vendor, looming in the crowd.
The two children were excited, fearing that the peddler would run away, so they scrambled through the crowd.
Finally arrived in front of the candied haws peddler, Wan Mingqiu remembered the peddler's appearance, with gray hair and beard, a thin grandfather with a kind smile, his face was wrinkled when he smiled.
Five yuan bought two bunches of candied haws, and there was still one yuan change, Wan Mingqiu thought so, this one yuan can also buy two lollipops at Grandma Wang next door.
A bunch of bright red candied haws was given to my sister, who couldn't wait to take a big bite, and the red candy marks left a cute mark on her little face.
The younger sister said vaguely: "Brother, it's so sweet."
Grandpa with a white beard was really bad at his hands and feet. He took out a cloth bag from his pocket, opened the inner and outer layers, and finally found a stack of money. He took out a one-dollar coin and handed it to Wan Mingqiu. .
The five-year-old Wan Mingqiu held a one-dollar coin, which was heavy.
It's just the time to change the money, and when I look back, it's obviously gone.
The five-year-old Ming Qiu blankly watched the thighs wearing all kinds of trousers swaying in front of his eyes, expecting to see the bright red bow tied on Mingming's head in the middle of these trouser legs.
A minute later, Ming Qiu's frightened voice sounded from the crowd.
"Obviously, obviously, sister"
The sound of restlessness from the crowd, the jingling of coins falling on the ground, and all kinds of chaotic sounds, flooding in like a tide, the brainThe nerve in his body was stretched almost to the limit, and he had a splitting headache.
"Grandpa, grandpa, have you seen her sister?"
The creases on the face of the grandfather selling candied haws deepened: "Baby, what are you talking about?"
The long street, drilled from the crowd to the other end of the street, and from the other end of the street to this end of the street.
At this end of the street, there are a few people around the maltose vendor. The little girl in a pink dress with a big red bow on her hair is Mingming or who?
Ming Qiu felt a surge of joy in her heart, and ran over.
"Sister, obviously"
The little girl turned her head, staring at Ming Qiu with her big flickering eyes.
Disappointment struck instantly, not obviously.
"Uncle, have you seen her sister?"
The uncle who sells maltose is busy cutting sugar and has no time to talk to him.
He asked again: "Uncle, have you seen her sister? She is wearing a pink dress and has a red bow on her hair. She especially likes malt candy."
The little girl's sweet voice: "Brother, brother"
The little girl's chubby little finger pointed in the direction of the end of the street.
It was 1:15, and the bus from Nanqian County to Tong County stopped at the platform at the end of the street.
When Ming Qiu reached the end of the street, the bus door had just closed, and a puff of blue smoke came out from the exhaust pipe, and it started to chug.
Ming Qiu rubbed his eyes, the candied haws sticky sticky on his eyes, as if seeing Ming Ming's childish face from the car window.
Ming Qiu rubbed his eyes again, and when he opened his eyes, the bus only left a puff of black smoke at the rear.
The red bow tie on Mingming's head lay quietly on the concrete floor of the platform.
Below the platform, the bus reappeared in Ming Qiu's line of sight at the next curve, and drifting away on the winding driveway, Ming Qiu threw the candied haws in his hand into the grass by the roadside, picked up the Bow tie, turned around and pushed through the crowd, and returned home angrily.
The clothing store's business was surprisingly good that day, Li Xiaohua was so busy greeting customers that he didn't even notice when Ming Qiu came back.
Ming Qiu tiptoed back upstairs, turned on the TV, and Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck were playing on the TV.
In the cartoon, the big bow on Minnie's head was rippling in his pupils round and round, and he was sweating profusely from his head.
I heard my father's anxious voice dimly.
"Mingqiu, Mingqiu?"
The voice of mother Li Xiaohua: "This child's forehead is very hot, you have to take him to the hospital for infusion of two bottles of fluid."
"Where is Mingming? Where did Mingming go?"
"Leave her alone, she might be playing at Niang Wang's house next door." (Remember this site's website: www.hlnovel.com