Chapter 78 The child may already be...gone (1/2)

Qin Shuman couldn't help but feel sad when talking about how her son went missing.

When she and Gu Huaiming were young, they were both busy with work and building their careers. Gu Huaiming was thirty-one years old when they had this child.

The family enjoyed a short but happy year together before Gu Huaiming received a transfer order from his superiors to Qingzhou.

They took their children and traveled south from Beijing to Qingzhou, the Eastern Theater Command, to take up their posts.

However, they encountered a planned retaliatory operation by enemy agents on the way, and during the ensuing struggle, the child was snatched away by the bad guys.

If they were just ordinary human traffickers, the couple wouldn't have been unable to find the child after using so many connections over the years.

Therefore, Qin Shuman suspected that the child might already be... gone.

"He was only one year old when he was kidnapped by bad guys. He was so small that his eyebrows and eyes hadn't even fully developed yet."

The enemy agent grabbed him and jumped off the train, rolling into a sorghum field. By the time our men caught up, all that was left on the ground was a pool of blood…

Qin Shuman choked up as she spoke, "They said...the train was going so fast, and the child was so small, he would have died if he fell."

Lin Han knew why Qin Shuman had been so resentful all these years; she was blaming herself for causing the death of her child.

In Qin Shuman's heart, that child was already dead, whether he fell into the hands of enemy agents or was held as she jumped off a train and bled.

In the context of the chaotic war at that time, how could a child survive without the protection of his parents?

The whole truth points to the fact that Qin Shuman and Gu Huaiming indirectly caused the death of their one-year-old child due to the nature of their work.

"Aunt Qin, could you please provide more details? For example, which train did you take? What was the year and date? Does the child have any special marks or keepsakes?"

Qin Shuman blurted it out without even thinking.

"On May 27, 1939, I was on a train on the Huaiji Railway from Kyoto to Qingzhou."

He didn't have any special birthmarks. At one year old, it was impossible to tell who he looked like. He might resemble his uncle, but he was quite different from Lao Gu.

As for keepsakes... there don't really are any. When we set off, we were just worried something might go wrong on the way, so we even put away the little lock that his grandparents gave him when he was born..."

Qin Shuman was already in tears.

Every time she recalls the scene of her child going missing, it feels like a knife is ripping her heart out.

Lin Han couldn't bear it, so she silently wrote down the key information and quickly changed the subject.

"Aunt Qin, don't cry. That young man will surely be blessed. By the way, what clothes will you wear on Uncle's birthday?"

Shall I help you choose?

Lin Han pulled Qin Shuman into the room, trying to find something to help her temporarily forget those sad things.

After returning home that evening, Lin Han sat in a rocking chair in the yard, pondering the matter.

With no birthmarks and no keepsakes, where could the child that Gu Huaiming and Qin Shuman have been searching for all these years have gone?

When Huo Qizheng returned, he saw his wife looking worried and walked over to her, ruffling her hair.

"Is something bothering you? Why is your face all scrunched up?"

Lin Han reached out and wrapped her arms around the man's neck. Huo Qizheng lifted her up from the rocking chair and carried her to the sofa.

"Honey, I want to help Aunt Qin find her lost child."

Huo Qizheng was taken aback. "You have a way?"

Lin Han shook her head; she couldn't tell Huo Qizheng about the fact that the loudspeaker in her newbie gift pack could eavesdrop on gossip.