The streets are also deserted and deserted. Perhaps this is the most normal state in this small mountain village in winter.

But in Cheng Hao's eyes, there was a feeling of loneliness and sadness at this moment.

People often say that seeing a scene makes you fall in love with the scenery. This is exactly this kind of depressed situation, which makes Cheng Hao feel the same and can't help but stroll down the street.

This small mountain village is located halfway up the mountain, descending layer by layer along the mountain. On some mountain walls, there are abandoned cave dwellings filled with corn stalks, which are obviously used as tinder to light fires in winter.

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Most of the houses here are made of adobe bricks made of a mixture of soil and wheat straw. Only the corners and other places of the houses are built with pillars made of blue bricks. However, for today's reinforced concrete high-rise buildings, this kind of dilapidated

The houses are almost rare to see.

Walking on the cement road that is full of potholes and almost mixed with the soil, apart from the choking carbon monoxide and wisps of smoke, only the constant barking of dogs can bring a little long-lost vitality to this small mountain village.

Vaguely, Cheng Hao glanced at what seemed to be a few people's heads, and looked outside from the window of his home. Perhaps it was because this small mountain village had been silent for too long.

Cheng Hao sighed softly and continued walking slowly along the streets of the small mountain village.

The small mountain village is indeed not big. Cheng Hao felt that he had not walked a few steps before he arrived on a hillside down from the village head.

Standing here and looking down, it seems that the only road in front of you is the passage in and out of this small mountain village.

Cheng Hao was about to walk along this road and leave here, when suddenly the corner of his eye glanced at a big rock not far below. He saw a stooped body, wearing a cotton hat that could cover both ears, holding a tree in both hands.

The crutch was sitting alone on a big rock. The lonely figure curled up in a ball really made people feel pity for him.

Likewise, Cheng Hao was no exception. He couldn't help but walk up to this person and realized that he was an old man.

The wrinkles on his face were like dry old tree bark, and his gray beard was as disorderly as weeds. His whole body was hugging the walking stick tightly, as if it was his only support. Without it, he would have been dead.

Falling to the ground suddenly.

But what surprised Cheng Hao the most was the look in the old man’s eyes!

It's so bright, so full of power, or...full of endless expectations!

Seeing such eyes, Cheng Hao's heart skipped a beat. He had never seen any old man, or even any young man, with such spirit and... hope!

It was precisely because of this curiosity and surprise that Cheng Hao knelt down and smiled at the old man: "Old man, what are you doing sitting here in such a cold day?"

The old man didn't seem surprised at all by Cheng Hao's arrival, or in other words, he didn't realize that Cheng Hao was not from this small mountain village. A flower-like smile suddenly bloomed on his wrinkled face, revealing the few remaining big yellow teeth.

Hehe said: "Wait until my son comes back. He said he would come back this year to celebrate the New Year."

Cheng Hao said: "Uncle, it's almost the first lunar month now, and the new year is coming to an end soon. Maybe your son is too busy at work and can't come back."

The smile on the old man's face suddenly turned into anger, and he said: "You little kid, what do you know? My kid is the most filial kid. How could he not come back to celebrate the New Year with me? What if you are talking about that?

If this happens, I will beat you with a cane!"

As he said that, the old man waved the cane in his hand a few times as if he was choking. When Cheng Hao saw this, he couldn't help but be shocked. Good guy, don't look at it. He's almost turned into a crooked neck.

The tree is up, these few movements are still vigorous, and the spirit is tight!

Cheng Hao, who was originally worried about the old man's health, felt a little relieved now, and then took out his mobile phone and said: "I'm sorry, uncle, by the way, do you know your son's mobile phone number? Use my mobile phone to call your son."

I'll give you a call, so I can give you accurate information, okay?"

The old man frowned tightly and stared at the mobile phone in Cheng Hao's hand. He was stunned for a long time before he faintly read out a series of digits.

Cheng Hao quickly dialed the number the old man said. He couldn't help but think that the old man was old and must have some hearing loss, so he turned on the hands-free on his mobile phone.

Suddenly! The beautiful voice of customer service came from the mobile phone: "Sorry, the number you dialed is unavailable!"

Cheng Hao was stunned and saw that the old man's brows were also frowning, and a look of uncertainty flashed in his eyes. Cheng Hao said: "Old man, you...could you have remembered the wrong number? This is an empty number.

Oh, that’s a mobile phone number that doesn’t exist, please think about it again.”

The old man lowered his head, frowned, and muttered a series of numbers in a low voice, as if he wanted to read out the most familiar string of mobile phone numbers deep in his memory.

After a while, the old man raised his head suddenly, like a primary school student who was asked a question by his teacher and suddenly remembered the answer and said with joy: "Ah, I remembered it, it's..."

Cheng Hao was about to press the number again, but at this time, the old man read out the mobile phone number quickly like a machine gun. Cheng Hao's fingers stopped one millimeter away from the buttons on the phone screen, and then looked at the old man.

Because, the mobile phone number the old man named now is exactly the same as the number he got before!

Cheng Hao's brows raised sharply, and he felt something was wrong in his heart. The reason was for no other reason than the old man's shining eyes!

Just imagine, an old father who is at home all year round, the only relative he misses most is his only reborn relative! Obviously, the relative this old man misses most is his son.

The only mobile phone number that can be used to contact his son is like his son's birthday. It is deeply engraved in his mind and it is basically impossible to remember it wrong!

In this case, if something goes wrong... there must be a monster!

Putting aside the doubts in his heart, Cheng Hao said to the old man: "Master, the weather is a bit cold today, why don't I take you back first, and wait for you to look in the phone book to see if you remembered it wrong.

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The old man's eyes widened, as if he had thought of something. His two dry hands suddenly grabbed Cheng Hao's arm tightly, and he struggled to stand up. For a moment, he didn't even notice that his crutch had fallen to the ground.

Cheng Hao quickly helped the old man up, and as soon as the old man stood up, he immediately walked towards the small village. Cheng Hao quickly helped him, but his other hand secretly reached his back, and with a hook of his fingers, he fell to the ground.

The cane sucked into his hand.

Perhaps it was the strength of missing his son that made the frail old man walk like wind for a while. Even Cheng Hao felt like he was being dragged by this old man all the way to the gate made of a wooden fence at the entrance of the village.

The old man plucked open the buttons of the outermost cotton-padded coat on his chest and took out the key from the inner pocket. Perhaps because he was anxious, he failed to insert the key into the keyhole several times.

Cheng Hao quickly said: "Uncle, let me come, let me come, I will help you."

As he said that, he took the key from the old man, then opened the door smoothly, then pushed the fence door inward, and then supported the anxious old man.

Walk towards the yard.

"Hey, Old Liutou, why are you back so early today? Well... there is a guest at your house. Who is this? I have never seen him before."

Suddenly, a mother-in-law's surprised voice came from the left.

Cheng Hao turned around and saw an elderly mother-in-law who was also wrapped tightly. But judging from the wrinkles on her face, this mother-in-law was younger than the old man.

The old man said: "I can't remember my boy's phone number. I'll look through the phone book when I get back."

After saying that, the old man opened the door of the house and hurried in.

But the old woman looked confused and whispered: "Okay, why do you want your son's phone number? He has been dead for eight or nine years..."

Cheng Hao, who was about to lift the door curtain and enter the house, suddenly stopped and looked at the old woman in disbelief. Although the old woman muttered in a very low voice, with Cheng Hao's cultivation, how could he not hear her!

Cheng Hao quickly walked to the low courtyard wall and said to the old woman opposite: "Hello, mother-in-law, you said...this old man's son has been dead for eight or nine years?"

The old woman came back to her senses immediately, looked around, seemed to be hesitant to speak, and suddenly turned her eyes and said: "Young man, who are you? I don't think you are a relative of Old Liu Tou."

Cheng Hao smiled slightly and said: "Mother-in-law, it's like this. I am a member of the national department. During this time, we have been secretly investigating the living conditions of ordinary people across the country."

With that said, Cheng Hao showed the National Security Bureau ID that Mochimasaji was carrying when he was walking outside and showed it to the old woman.

To be honest, people in rural areas are simple and honest. When I saw the certificate and the national glory on the certificate, I immediately believed it. I quickly put down the washbasin filled with small coal lumps and threw my hands at a loss.

He wiped it hard on his clothes and then whispered:

"Comrade, you don't know something. This old man's surname is Liu, and because he is old, he is the only one with the surname Liu in the village, so the village calls him Lao Liutou. Speaking of which, this old man has a hard life.

I am so poor that I barely got married until I was nearly 40.

Not long after the marriage, Lao Liutou's wife became pregnant with a child, but when she gave birth to the child, it was difficult to give birth! And it was raining heavily that night. In our small mountain village, there were no doctors or midwives.

Several elderly women finally managed to save their children, but his wife...

Therefore, Old Liu Tou kissed this child especially, and this child was also sensible and clever, and had been particularly liked by the people in the village since he was a child.

Later, when the child grew up, Old Liu Tou did not want the child to live in the mountains like him, so he sent the child out of the mountains to work outside.

In the first year or two after going out, the child would come back to celebrate the New Year with Old Liu Tou every year. Until eight years ago, Old Liu Tou sat on the big rock at the entrance of the village as usual, waiting for his son to come back.

But he waited and waited for several days, and the New Year was just around the corner, and his son didn't come back either. People in the village were also anxious at that time. There was no telephone in the village at that time. If you wanted to make a call, you had to go

I'll fight in a town 60 miles away from here.

At that time, I remember that two people accompanied Lao Liutou to the town. When they came back and entered the house, Lao Liutou fell to the ground. Everyone was frightened at the time and they quickly asked the two people what happened.

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Chapter completed!