A week ago.
An old man, with a sack on his shoulder, was looking around with a piece of paper in his hand, as if searching for something. Behind him followed an old woman, also carrying a large bag, trailing the old man.
"Hey, where are you folks from, and what brings you here? Who are you looking for?" A man wearing a red armband had been watching them for a while.
"Oh, comrade, comrade, good day to you. We've come from Gaijiatun in R County, searching for our daughter," the old man replied, seeing the red armband on the man's arm as if seeing a family member, hurriedly putting down the sack and handing over the letter, "Comrade, could you take a look? My daughter wrote down her address in this letter. I've been wandering around for quite a while and can't seem to find the exact place. Could you please help us out?"
