Tingli is a single woman with a daughter who is renting a house on the top floor of an old residential complex. It is just after the Spring Festival, and the weather is still very cold.
Tingli, wearing a thick black woolen coat, sat in the courtyard on the first floor and made wontons with her neighbor, Mrs. Tian. The house she rented was on the top floor. Mrs. Tian, who lived on the first floor, saw that it was hard for Tingli to take care of the child alone, so she often helped her. After a long time, the two families naturally became very familiar with each other.
At this time, Tingli was making wontons in the yard.
Mrs. Tian sat opposite her. She was a typical woman, slightly fat, and liked to gossip. In the words of young women today, she can be called gossipy. However, according to Tingli's consistent point of view, gossip is wrong. Although older and more talkative, she is more humane and traditionally kind.
In the yard, the coal stove from the 1950s was still burning. The sizzling sound of water and steaming smoke created a festive atmosphere. Tingli was chatting with Tian's wife. The water was about to boil, and Tingli was about to get up to fill it.
Just then, a panicked scream suddenly came from outside the courtyard.
"Auntie Tingli——" It was Tian's wife's little granddaughter Doudou. She ran in from outside with a look of horror. Tingli hurried over, held her, and asked softly, "What's wrong? What happened?"
"Momo...Momo..." she called.
"What's wrong with Momo?" When Tingli heard her daughter's name, her heart suddenly tightened, her voice suddenly increased, and her eyes looked out involuntarily.
"Doudou, talk slowly, where is Momo?" Tian's wife stood up and walked to her granddaughter.
"Momo was taken away!" Doudou said anxiously.
"What did you say?" Tingli didn't have time to react, but her expression froze instantly. As soon as she said that, she rushed out of the yard. Little Doudou ran out with her grandmother.
"Several uncles came just now. When they saw Momo, they suddenly took her away. They got in a car." Doudou pointed to the driveway in the distance and said it in one breath. At this moment, a group of older children and several community owners were gathered in the open space outside the yard.
"Where's the car? Where is the car?" Looking around, she didn't see Momo. Tingli's brain was in a mess. Her heartbeat quickly accelerated in the blink of an eye. Her eyes were blank. She could only hear a gust of cold wind.
"The black car has gone far away!" someone answered beside her, "It's out of the community!"
"Are there any children? Are there any children in the car?" Tingli's voice suddenly became sharp and trembling.
"A few men got out and took away a little girl."
"Yes, I saw it too. Those men were aggressive and took the child away." Someone else spoke up.
"Then why didn't you help stop them?" Tingli yelled, tears welling up in her eyes.
After yelling, she immediately opened her legs and ran desperately towards the gate of the community. She could vaguely hear someone calling her from behind, "Tingli..."
But she didn't bother to turn around and agree. At this moment, her mind was full of Momo's frightened eyes. She didn't dare to think too much, but ran all the way, chased out of the community, ran onto the road, rushed across the crosswalk, ran and ran, ran for a long time, everywhere, noisy cars were whistling, everywhere was a chaotic scene of people jumping around, all around were roads, cars, people, which direction to run, which direction should she run.
Until her whole body was paralyzed, her eyes went black, and finally, she fell to the ground crying. She hated, hated herself to death, just now, why didn't she keep an eye on her daughter, why did she let her play outside the yard without worrying about it?
"Tingli!" After a long time, Tian finally caught up with him on his electric bike, "Don't worry, let's call the police quickly, and someone just wrote down the license plate number."
"License plate number?" Tingli stood up suddenly when she heard it.
"Yes, come with me to the police station, while they may not have driven far."
Tingli hurriedly followed him to the nearby police station. Along the way, Tian comforted her, "With the license plate number, there is a clue, and the child will be found. Don't think badly. You said these people, maybe they found the wrong person. You have no power and no money. What do you think they want? They ran to the community and were kidnapped in broad daylight. Impossible, there must be something wrong."
Tingli didn't say anything, but her heart was still buzzing and shaking. It can be said that Momo is her life. If something happens to her, she even wants to die. However, Tingli is not sure who will suddenly want to snatch her away, but uncertainty means nothing.
Only she knew that she had secretly brought the child out by tearing up the original surrogacy contract. Could it be that the man had found their address?
Tingli didn't know!
She had never seen him, let alone what kind of person he was, or why he wanted to have a child through surrogacy. But at this moment, the only thing she knew was that Momo was her daughter, and she could not and would never give her to anyone.
Half an hour later, Tingli was sitting in the service hall of a nearby police station in a hurry. When they heard their report, the entire police station immediately became busy, and the license plate file information came out.