那是在九十年代中叶,我记得是个冬天吧,弟弟愚忠不见了,母亲着急地对我说,你弟弟临走的时候丢下一句话,我要找我父亲去。“你哥哥都找不到,你,”说到这里,母亲顿了顿,“儿子,别去了,听妈的劝。”妈,我哥哥找不到,不等于我找不到,对吧。你哥哥那是跟着你父亲单位上的人去的,还有你根叔一块跟着去的,都没有找到,你自己去,让我怎么放心。我出去找找,找不到就回来么?别价,别再把你自己给弄丢了,你还让妈活不活? It was in the mid-nineties. I remember it was winter. My brother was foolishly lost. My mother said to me in a hurry. Your brother left a word when I left. I was going to see my father. “Here, mother paused, ” son, do not go, listen to Mom’s advice. "Mom, my brother can not find, does not mean that I do not find To, right? Your brother that is to follow the people on your father’s unit, as well as your root Uncle follow one to go, have not found, you go, let me feel at ease. I go out to find, can not find it back? Do not price, do not give yourself lost, you still let Mom live?