Tang Ying suddenly didn't know what to say.
She wanted to say that fortune-telling was feudal superstition, but the tour guide said that they were placing all their hopes on Taoist Qingxu, and she didn't know how to start the conversation.
If there really is a way, if there is a way out, why would we pin our hopes on something as illusory as this?
"We don't know what difficulties they have encountered, so why not ask them? Maybe we can help," Li Xinran suggested.
This proposal was approved by everyone except Qin Meng.
Well, they didn't care about Qin Meng's opinion at all.
Qin Meng followed slowly. She really liked this kind of behavior of being absent-minded for a long time.
Soon they found out the middle-aged couple's names and their purpose.
The man, Li Tiezhu, and his wife, Li Meimei, are from the village of Li. Although they both have long hair, they are actually only 43 years old. The reason they look so old is that they are looking for their son, Li Xiaojun.
The two got married at the age of 20, and their son Li Xiaojun was born one year after their marriage. However, the child was taken away before he was one year old. They should have been a happy family, but because of the child being taken away, they were shrouded in a dark cloud.
At that time, the child's grandmother was the only one at home. She went out to get a glass of water and when she came back she saw a stranger trying to take Li Xiaojun away. Li Xiaojun's grandmother tried her best to stop him but he succeeded.
It turned out that Li Xiaojun’s grandmother’s injuries were not very serious, but because the child was taken away, she felt that she had not protected the child well and blamed herself too much, and died within a year.
In order to find Li Xiaojun, the couple and Li Tiezhu's father traveled all over the country. Relatives and friends who worked away from home also helped to look for him. After ten years of searching, there is still no trace of the child.
"…The child's grandfather was diagnosed with leukemia last month and doesn't have much time left. He hopes to find Xiaojun and take him home before he dies."
"We just happened to get a message from a kindhearted person saying that there was a young man in the village at the foot of Yuping Mountain who might be Xiaojun, so we quickly bought tickets and rushed over, but..."
There was too much disappointment hidden in the words that Li Tiezhu didn't finish.
【Human traffickers should all die.】
【It is recommended that human traffickers be sentenced to death. 】
[I know them. I met them in the county town before.]
[It’s been ten years. I can’t imagine how the uncle and aunt have been through these ten years, and also the old man at home. ]
[Human traffickers were really rampant in the past. ]
[It’s the same now. To make money, they dare to rob people on the street.]
[This is also why I dare not let my son go to school by himself. Modern technology is very advanced, but I don’t want to take any risks. ]
Qin Meng looked at them and felt uncomfortable.
You see, they have been trying day after day to find their child for ten years.
But what about her?
Oh, her scumbag parents also loved their children, but that child was not their own. What they loved was what they thought was the fruit of love, and she seemed to be the product of a marriage.
The evildoers don't want to be killed.
"Do you have any photos? We are broadcasting now, and there are many people watching. We can help you promote it." Li Xinran said, looking at the host, "Teacher He, is it okay?"
He Zheng naturally agreed. There was no need to ask the director for permission for such matters. After all, it was a good thing to do.
Li Tiezhu and Li Meimei expressed their gratitude repeatedly, then took out a stack of missing person notices from their worn-out schoolbags and quickly aimed the camera at the notices.
After Li Xinran and the others called on everyone to help keep an eye out, Li Tiezhu and his wife expressed their gratitude again, and then wanted to continue to climb Yuping Mountain.
"Uncle, there must be a lot of people who know about your situation and will help you. Why don't you go back and have a rest first. Fortune-telling is feudal superstition and is useless." Zhao Mingke advised reluctantly.
Li Tiezhu smiled and shook his head. "Whether it works or not, we still want to give it a try. Thank you, little brother. You can go first."
"This." Zhao Mingke wanted to persuade him, but He Zheng patted his shoulder and shook his head, "Brother, we're leaving first."
“Hey.”
Li Tiezhu supported Li Meimei, and the two took three steps and then knelt down. At this time, a figure squatted beside them.
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