It was now the end of 1979. Many people had already started their own small businesses, especially near the train station, where all sorts of food stalls were abundant.
"I'd like a bowl of jiangshui noodles," Su Qing said, deciding to try the local specialty.
"Hey, you got it! Just a moment, young lady," the vendor, a man in his forties, replied to Su Qing with a cheerful smile.
There were quite a few people buying noodles, but Su Qing wasn't in a hurry. After all, her train had arrived in the afternoon, and the bus to Maqu County had probably already left for the day. She planned to stay the night in Lan City and take the bus to Maqu County tomorrow.
"Daughter! My daughter!"
Su Qing was waiting for her noodles when a woman in her thirties suddenly rushed over from the side, grabbed her hand, and started calling her "Daughter."
Su Qing raised an eyebrow at the scene. 'Has a human trafficker targeted me?'
