Is it really so stressful to marry a girl born and raised in Lanzhou?

65438+1October 3 1, I took my daughter from her parents' home to her mother-in-law's. I wanted to be a sleeper, but I didn't buy it, and I didn't buy a berth ticket when I got on the bus.

I got on the bus after 9 o'clock, but fortunately it was by the window. Next to her is an old lady who looks over 60 years old, with a grandson of 7 or 8 years old. He took care of me all the way, chatting with me and helping me. There are many people on the train, and the old woman is very helpful. She keeps reminding me to be careful of bad people and take good care of things. That little grandson still plays with my daughter from time to time. My daughter is still a few days away 1 year old, and she is particularly interested in everything. She pulls the old lady's hair or clothes from time to time. The old lady chatted with me bored. I asked many questions about the baby, such as how old my daughter was, when she was born, which hospital she was born in, how much she weighed at birth, how long she was, and so on. Then she said when her grandson was born and how much she weighed at birth. I'll take it as an ordinary chat. As mothers, we all have a habit. If we meet someone with a child, it is usually very topical. The old woman also asked my daughter how much milk she drank every day, what brand she drank and so on. I didn't care either. Answer truthfully. Later, I even asked when I was born. I think it's better not to say this, just say that I don't remember. Then the old lady asked my daughter what her full name was. My daughter has a nickname Beibei. I was a little surprised. Why do I ask my full name? But I don't think there is anything wrong with telling her. But I still paid attention to it in my heart and said my son's name.

I'm going to the bathroom in the car. The old woman said I would take care of the children for you. I don't trust, so I carry it. The old woman took me to the bathroom, and then waited outside for me to take me back. People around me say that the old woman is very nice, and I also feel that my life and my daughter are not bad. When I got off the bus, the old lady got off with me and helped me with my luggage. We walked to the exit together, and the old woman asked me if anyone had found so much luggage. I said no, I took a taxi. It was very close.

After walking out of the exit, the old woman suddenly wanted to hug my daughter. Then I said, thank you for holding my granddaughter. I want to go to the exit. I'll take it myself. I was surprised at the time. I said, auntie, what are you talking about? Then her little grandson shouted to me, you bad guy, why don't you hold my sister and relax? I was cheated at that time. Then many people looked over and looked at me suspiciously. Then a woman ran over and called my daughter's name (actually my son's name) and said, Beibei, I miss my mother so much. Just politely asked me to give her my daughter. Then suddenly many people around me pointed out that I wanted to kidnap other people's children, and then kindly reminded the newly arrived woman to take care of the children.

When I saw this, I thought about taking a taxi and leaving, ignoring them. But the person pointing at me stood in my way, and then the woman behind me came up and grabbed my daughter. Many passers-by saw it and thought it was really the girl's daughter, but they didn't speak. Only then did I realize the seriousness of the problem. I am anxious to say: How is your daughter? It is obviously mine. Then my grandson said to me, Aunt, please give my sister to my mother quickly. We're going home. Seeing that the old woman and the woman are going to take my daughter away together, fortunately, I use a strap, which is difficult to take off when crossing the road. I roared: Are you openly robbing children?

Passers-by took a look, and then they heard people pointing around saying: This woman with children is mentally ill (say me), holding other people's children and not letting go, and saying that others robbed her children. Many passers-by listened and left, regardless. I was really scared and started shaking. I held my daughter in despair. My daughter may have sensed my nervousness and started to cry. Then I heard someone calling me. It turned out that my father-in-law and elder sister came to meet me at the station, but I couldn't be found. I heard a child crying. My sister took a look and found it was my daughter.

My father-in-law has come over, and they are not going to let go, and they are crazy to say that I robbed their children. Still arguing with us. My father-in-law said it was obviously my granddaughter. How did it become yours? Then people began to gather around, and the woman said when my daughter was born, what was her name, what milk powder she ate, her habits and so on. I was shocked at that time. These are all asked by the grandmother on the train. Fortunately, I told her my son's name in a flash. My father-in-law was puzzled and asked her, what's your daughter's name? She said my son's name again. I yelled at her: Bullshit, my daughter's name is * * *, and what I told the old woman in the car was my son's name. The woman and the old woman were confused at that time. I pointed to them and shouted at them: Do you have any conscience? Let such a small child lie with you. You traffickers should all be shot.

They froze when I called, and then my father-in-law and elder sister-in-law immediately took me out of the car and went home. I feel shaking all over in the car. I touched my face and found myself crying. I held my daughter as if she had disappeared as soon as I let go.

After returning home to settle down, my father-in-law went to the police station to report the case. My father-in-law came back and said that several children had been robbed in this way. I'm really scared. It's a good thing I used that complicated sling. It's a good thing I didn't give them my daughter's real name.

Later, I recalled that they had several characteristics:

First, paralyze our minds. If we have children, no one will think that we are traffickers. And the children are clean.

Second, I am enthusiastic and help you with everything.

Third, ask your child in detail.

Fourth, get off to help you with your luggage, and then take it to a place where there are relatively few people in front of the station after leaving the station.

Fifth, many partners, I later thought, the people pointing at each other are probably accomplices. This makes people who want to help give up their ideas and think that I really have mental problems.

I always thought it was far from me to rob children. Now think about it, my daughter and I don't know what would have happened if my father-in-law hadn't suddenly come to pick me up that day. I'm afraid every time I think about it, not just afraid. I really can't tell you how I feel.

Many people ask why I didn't call the police at that time. There is no chance. You have no chance to take your mobile phone. Their hands have been taking away your children. As soon as you let go, they may take the child away at once. I wanted to hold my daughter at that time, and I couldn't be taken away by them.

Moreover, those associates around you block your view, and you can't see the patrol in front of the station and the surrounding situation. Besides, you were in a hurry and didn't know anything. Later, I got on the bus and saw a security guard less than 20 steps away from me, but I couldn't see anything at that time. When I got home, everyone calmed down and thought I should call the police. ...

One day in June last year, 1 1, I went to my friend's house. He told me that there was a woman in her community the day before yesterday. When she took her children to buy food, she was robbed of her children in the vegetable market. The whole thing is terrible. An old woman came up and pointed to her mother and said, here she is. Then, a gentle and fair-faced young man came over, slapped his mother and knocked the woman dizzy. Then he gave the woman a push and said, the child is sick, and you still bring it out. The mother stepped back and tripped on the steps, and then the old woman unbuckled the safety belt on the stroller while holding the child, nagging that the child was so sick that you still brought it out. Really, there is no such mother. Then the man hit his mother more angrily, and then the child cried. The man said to the old woman, you go and take the child to the hospital quickly. Then the old woman held the child in her arms, and the man rode a motorcycle and left soon. Mother cried on the ground and said that she didn't know them. As a result, no one cares, and everyone thinks it's a family conflict. It was not until the child disappeared and the mother cried that everyone knew that the child had been taken away. My friend's mother said that she was not scared to death and decided not to take her grandson out. The boy who was taken away 10 months. According to the old man, the scene was true, and everyone thought it was a family quarrel. At first, the woman did not realize what was going on. She was completely cheated. The child was put on a cart and tied with a seat belt. This is a boy about 65,438+00 months old. (Please forward it to avoid more tragedies! People with children should pay more attention.

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Maybe it was just a little gesture of yours, but it saved a family. ...