\The baby ... ... \

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he was only looking for his son. Old son's photo printed on the ID card sized card, in the way everyone that hair. He also went to the store to print A4-sized search notice in the poles, plant walls \
heard these words, He Zhimin Zhou Zhao are always two eyebrows, bitter face with a black and red. \
these little people have given him enough goodwill. In Chunhua, a villager saw written on the cigarette on the back of his \A female cleaner is concerned told him in a nearby brick kiln workers in some mentally retarded, \

can do on his son what he remembered a lot of text. He patiently repeats of visitors, the son of his own very \In his mind, the son tall, have the strength, sanity, work refreshing, the time at home will be open four-wheel vehicles, will help my brother loading, but also remember that your home phone number, \.

he could once again riding his three-wheeled motorcycle without the roof, the shuttle between the small road in the county. \Most of the time available, the stubborn old man, simply \
be smaller when Ho is famous around the clever. Great young married woman married in. breath, the whole village called him \He will help at home to do farm work, turning wheat, and \What most remember the old man, once to receive grain granaries, play tricks on each other in scale, and have not yet found that the son is one to watch out.

cards have been very old, and some pen marks above. Edge of the paper is infected with yellow water stains, including a particularly long, deep hinterland,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], diffuse over a middle-aged man goes on top of printed faces.

He even thought about going with a candid camera, but switched to a second thought, afraid of them discovered it, \

before dawn, He Zhimin ready to go. He opened the door to the yard, the roof did not own motorized bike out the door. In the green in the trunk, the original gas stove used for packing the yellow boxes have been pressed into a flat cardboard. He Zhimin picked up the cardboard next to a plastic bag with disposable paper cup, with the right hand two fingers plucked from inside some of boiled flour paste, wipe the back of the notice of missing person, then this white paper carefully in cardboard posted in prison, flatten.

son left home after an argument with his girlfriend walking Qian Lixun father son

old man was later know, this is the same one and his son, the mentally retarded trafficked local brick kiln workers.
hang up the phone, He Ankang immediately call his father. He Zhimin holding the phone excitedly told his wife children: \nephew of the same village, so he drove to send themselves to gaoling, take his son home.
you seen this man? He is my baby

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nothing more important than our son
He remembered Ho Man likes to play chess, mahjong, even once, since led a group of people play at home for too long, is what the old man lift the table in anger. Ho also like to watch TV, just disappeared long ago, he used to work around helping people earn wages, adding to their small room, a 21-inch TV.
while other news, allows the old man's heart is pulling up. Brick Kiln workers told him, leading to the contractors, Ho Man \people. \
\But soon, they look in his eyes go dark: \Sha! \

\word sentence to say, \. \After that, a wife said to him, into a home, and then every day, let him follow their own vegetables, so that my pipe with one hand, \

Every morning he went out on the road, \For the elderly people, as if nothing more important than our son.
Finally, can not think of the old man can only decide what approach to young people to stay in place, waiting for his family come to him.

\This episode did not leave much time for his disappointment, on the next day, he rode his little three-wheeled motorcycle, set foot on the road seeking child.
piled by the door of the hands of the corn leaves to erase paste, then search notices affixed to the cardboard bucket with a rope tied on in the car, He Zhimin to ride his \\Gaoling from his home to the most intensive mining town of Chu-yu, 40 kilometers away, looking for the son's father, this distance is equivalent to the roar of motorcycle engines and a half hours after the bumps.

leave the kiln until the early evening, He Zhimin did not find his son. Liu Xiaoping again he would have liked to think of what could be the young man covered with scars not remember other things. He even did not know how he is to leave the brick factory. He only remembers riding in a car, and then she was thrown to the side of the road. There is speculation that he was losing the ability to work was only because the throw out.
\Although the name of any text of his \

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\Old man know that these words hidden behind the last part: \>
at this time, I hope that made his surprise to come out.
regardless of someone's baby, and found comfort in my heart is
he ran to help each other to sit in his car, carefully asked for a moment, this figure out. This young man named Liu Xiaoping, who had told Ho to work together in the same brick. He told how the old man, in the brick kiln where he and Ho appointment, the first to escape the family must notify the other party, might save a good man. Yesterday was because \

After that, they went to the Gaoling County Public Security Bureau. Subsequently, Liu Xiaowei rushed over from Xi'an, picked up his brother. Before leaving, Liu Xiaowei turned around, bowed low to the He Zhimin.

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but the kiln of the workers said, Ho Man indeed been here before, but in July, when Laos led Shoudi Xia everyone had gone.
speech, when He Zhimin's always unconsciously bend back down, showing facial features between the gentle smile. His hair and beard have turned white, matted Earthly Branches stunned, surrounded his wrinkled face.

not my son, which could account for ye ah

asked to understand this, He Zhimin children a telephone call to his wife and told her, did not find their own son. Side of the phone's wife children cried: \> brother, brother beaten in big trouble

With the weather getting cooler, He Zhimin heart seems to have followed slowly getting cooler. Since he has not heard of anybody actually seen his son, and his widely distributed in the small card, search notices posted everywhere to stay on the phone number, it is never been called before.

at night, toss around the old man only one person home. Be ready for his son's wife children quit. \is also uneasiness mind up: \own and run a small three-wheeled motorized Gaoling. In the same place, the young man has been omitted.
old man a total experience of their obsession. That was 4 months ago, when he was riding a bike small \He hurriedly ran, but found the door blocked off by a big dogs, he did not get.
few months later, he still ramble recalled that he had already seen the site in the far standing four or five workers, but also how to distinguish not come out, there are no he is desperately looking for his son. He quickly ran to the site less than 100 meters away from the police station the police, can the police told him that unless the witnesses together with, or not the police. When he and the witnesses together, led police back to the site when the contractors had already heard the sound of the wind, led the workers escaped.
asked the whereabouts of his son, he almost just pick those little people like themselves, such as street cleaners, or those who have been referred to as \
some news to give him hope. Zaoyang in Chunhua County in the village, a middle-aged women grocery store told him that he had been to see how the text came out from the brick kilns, \Chu Yu in Gaoling town, a brick kiln where workers told him that Ho has done live here, but now gone. Doing the same kiln, cutting brick hard work of the workers, carrying with him talking boss, and even quietly helped him draw a map of the distribution of the nearby brick kiln.

19:00, Liu Xiaowei arrived Gaoling County Public Security Bureau. When he walked in the door and saw his brother sitting on the hands and feet on the sofa fester, stink of \Children after a pause, he rubbed his eyes twisting, and then it turned and said: \Black dust on the corner a little leaking tears: \play, a woman approached to ask if he is willing to work to the brick factory, Guanchiguanzhu, 500 yuan a month back. Because you want to pay, Liu Xiaoping once cheerfully agreed, then, he was the foreman \
out from the second son wandered off after half a year ago, He Zhimin suddenly all messed up life .
He Zhimin old, many things have not remember. Two weeks ago, and he recalled also spoke topsy-turvy. Speech was interrupted when he suddenly could not remember what your going to say next.

despite confirmed just this dirty young man is his son, may He Zhimin Liu Xiaoping could not bear to continue to lose out on the roadside. Like a long time, he called the local media in Shaanxi, \
in this matter, the pictures of what the old man was posted on the \That day, in what the old man selling vegetables in the market, the newspaper selling particularly fast. Each of the vendors met the smiling he asked: \a. \Besides, \

gaoling back from Xi'an, the family gave the son of the missing half a year the two made a bowl of noodles, then a bowl of fried rice, barely let him eat. Then later, Liu Xiaowei want to give him a bath, clean clothes for the body, and found, as leg blood and pus wound,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], her brother's pants off sticking to the body has been impossible to remove. That people listen to him talk about family, work in brick kilns in those months, as long as the foreman that he was a little lazy, it will take just cooked on the hot bricks baked his skin. In order to prevent their escape, the foreman for each mentally retarded workers to put bright eye-catching clothes, and threatened him,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], \Deng was again rushed to a nearby burn hospital. According to the doctor's diagnosis, his hands and legs and severe skin burns many were left frozen into gray and black has no cure, only to amputation.

Liu Xiaoping devoured everything finished, the pleasure to inform He Zhimin, he \He even insisted upon their old man who's 6 cents. He rejected the old man, Liu Xiaoping stood up and pounded his desk: \that he really found his son.

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12 18, is to work, He Ankang Jingyang received a \could not believe my ears: \said by telephone.
days later, He Zhimin to most of the time on those brick around. He went to the store entrance to the village printed \He also dedicated a business card size cards printed, a son of the above photos and information, including \Later, a cleaner told him that he had seen what came out text from the brick kiln was bearded. He Zhimin quickly and added something on the data of \

present, the necessary treatment and operation cost of 8 million yuan, the whole family around the patchwork, but also a fraction can barely Couchu.

order to facilitate for information, He Zhimin drawer and pulls out his son to do the bulk of photo ID cards left, into the cigarette box with a transparent sandwich in cellophane packaging. So in the summer off in rural areas, often in such a scenario: a wrinkled old man, holding a box of cigarettes, leans in front of others, with a broad smile inquired.

told privately before the boss came to the door He Zhimin, when the peak season, \not cooling, the foreman will force workers to move out from the kiln, a lot of people's hands so scarred by too hot. And now to the off-season, not so much selling bricks, but also not so many workers, the foreman would \

few days ago, he once heard the hope in the door. December 18, in a pedicab driver under the guidance of the adjacent Gaoling, He Zhimin saw a man face dust, dirty ground curled up in three motorcycle in the trunk. He hurriedly ran: \found that the facial features almost drowned the young black dirt, \

family still remember, the 29-year-old boy previously healthy sturdy look. His great strength, do not have any work at home love to call him for help, he is particularly happy to go. Wait until the busy season, he hit home help wheat, corn back, bear dung. Saw a particularly tired of manual labor, he will do so on their own initiative, but also doing very happy.
time out to find his son, He Zhimin always carry with such a small card. Tens of kilometers from their homes in villages outside the town, and he leans over and over again around the stranger, pointing to his son's photo on the card, while those smiling faces out: \The baby ... ... \
to find his son, the honest and straightforward a lifetime old man living in rural areas began to learn to be more dynamic or two brains. His grandson of the repeater to carry the bag on each to find his son into the kiln, he would with his stubby little fingers press the record button, hoping in that plates of the old tape, the \
great to see him with a daughter in law had several injuries at home, suspect that he was bullied by the outside, eat a bitter old man can stick to \Sometimes, too late to find his son could not come back to find his three-wheeled motorcycle parked on the road took their own nest in less than two meters in length behind the trailer, the curled make do with sleep.

15-year-old son six months ago to find the missing child with his father SMS trap event

can now appear in their immediate Liu Xiaoping, and even have no way to walk independently.
I testify to you! On his work in brick kilns

the beginning, family members did not feel the slightest hint. Although the son \That his son did not return home until the evening, the phone has been shut down, He Zhimin discovered a problem: \He assumed his son probably could not find my way home, living on to another village to go begging. Thus, the old man and his son He Ankang one by one along the nearby village inquired in the past. For the first half a month, the two men traveled to the nearby three counties.
disabled child seeking his father 15 years unsuccessfully sued the hospital thousands of miles
Now, more and more convinced that the stubborn old man that he saw four or five people were far, there is one is his own son; and, it is that short vague glimpse into their own and son to see one last time.

accordance with the \Car not stop, he saw a man curled ash all over his face sitting in a Samadhi of the trunk. He looked far lower figure, immediately jumped out and trot in the past: \He leaned his body. He wanted a closer look at his son's face, leaning on the shoulder, but suddenly found that the son had a tall, is standing next to the even shorter than he. He carefully looked at his and helped this young man: \. \He rubbed his eyes, rearing, a closer look: \He asked the old man not his true identity, and that they nervous: \can look at each other over. Can catch up on Saturday, is not nobody go to work, that is, units can not enter the door altogether.
He Zhimin thought more than once, the alarm can be either the town or city and county Public Security Bureau police station,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], or because of insufficient evidence, or because \filing did not succeeded.
next day, in the media and the police's help, He Zhimin contacted a young family, it is an equally anxious to lose his son and family.
He Zhimin most regret this one. \
Huang Leshen old man more. He rode all the way to the cleaners find out, after more than an hour before the center in the county, \

At this time, Liu Xiaowei Liu Xiaoping's younger brother is still in school in Xi'an. Earlier this year, parents and their three siblings have just moved to the southern suburbs of Xi'an, the eastern three-Yao village, where the rent, and opened a small clinic to maintain their livelihood. When the Xi'an University of Physical Education for the senior students are busy looking for work bruised and battered, he suddenly received a call from village canteen owner, informing him that as soon as possible to contact the town government, as it has been missing for 10 months older brother \.

Village head of the king of the old man had to rent a house, and he led the Lao side of the workers. The landlord told He Zhimin, Laos to bring the workers often locked in the bathroom, a brick, stick their nose bloody play. Even once, a ran out of the \
Liu Xiaoping, and the scene described the situation exactly the same, he also recognized what they have lived in the \He recalled that night, he himself is the chain with both hands tied, locked inside a steel plate in that bed, the foreman \

he will always remember the day his son wandered off. June 2, Ho Man riding a white trumpet bike out the door, giving your home back to a phone call, that someone would ask him to \Prior to this, little nephew, Ho Man had vaguely heard in homework when he took a phone call, a woman on the phone told him to have a manual labor a day, \Smoke. \
in Sanyuan County, Shaanxi Province, home, and he made no serious farmland planted to the nearby market, selling vegetables in the manual labor is also not done a ride a ride, or even a few months ago on a clean tidy corn cobs, and now piled on the steps at the door.
recall what the old man himself is not willing to do those years. He felt this way even now, my son is still \The previous year, the family said it almost became his wife, but unfortunately the other agreed, Ho Man himself, \

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board also reported that his phone number. Day morning, he suddenly received half a dozen ten calls. To play a lot of strangers come to comfort him, a newspaper couriers Yan'an on the phone and said gruffly: \But he also received another phone. It was on the phone told him, \million.

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