"Hey...hey, be gentle, young man, I can't stand your capture."

Qin Feng was in a hurry, but he couldn't control his strength in his hand, so he grabbed the old man and screamed strangely. When Qin Feng reacted and let go of his hand, several red fingerprints had been pinched on his forearm.

"I said you kid want to kill someone? No wonder you dare to take a dog and walk around the railway. It's true that your hands are quite strong?"

The old man grinned and rubbed his forearm. He knew the nature of those scavengers. When there were many people, he would pick up rags. When someone was alone, he might play a guest appearance and robbery.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

Qin Feng apologized repeatedly, put his right hand into his backpack again, and when he took it out, he suddenly had another pack of Hongta Mountain. As the saying goes, it’s not a big deal for many people. Qin Feng sent out two cigarettes on the way.

"Uncle, look, this is my sister. Have you seen him?" As the cigarette was taken out, there was also a portrait of the little girl. This was drawn by Qin Feng according to his memory. He felt that he could look eight or nine percent similar to his sister.

"Young man, I can understand my mood. Don't be so impulsive next time."

Seeing another pack of cigarettes stuffed into his pocket, the old man's anger had long disappeared without a trace. He took out one from the Hongta Mountain where the bag had been opened, smelled it and stuffed it back, took out a large front door and lit it for himself.

"Hey, I really feel like I have a little impression of the girl you painted."

Beautiful and beautifully took a sip of the cigarette, the old man looked at the portrait, nodded and said, "It should be winter four years ago, right? I can't remember what month it was, but it seemed that the New Year was not yet...

I went out to pick up coals and saw a girl getting off a flatbed cart. There seemed to be blood on her face. I originally wanted to call her, but who knew that the girl kept crying and left the station. I... I didn't chase after her.

By the way, that train seems to be the same train. Look so far from me, it’s too late to chase after me..."

As he spoke, the old man pointed to the train waiting for arrangement in the distance, looked along his fingers, and Qin Feng found that it was the train he was chasing all the way.

At train freight stations, coal is undoubtedly the one that transports the most. People living next to freight stations do not need to spend money on burning coal. The so-called picking up is actually just taking a rake and pulling it directly from the car.

The old man was picking up coal at the time, and the second was that he was a little far away from the flat-panel train, with three rails separated by the middle. In addition, he often saw some children climbing trains, so although he felt a little strange, he didn't chase him.

"Yes... it's Jiajia!" Qin Feng, who forced himself to suppress his excitement, shouted loudly, "That's right, it must be Jiajia!"

According to the time train and the image of a little girl as mentioned by the old man, it should be Qin Jia. After searching for her sister for several years, Qin Feng finally got a trace of her whereabouts.

It’s no wonder that Liu Zimo and others could not find Qin Jia back then. After all, there were not a thousand or eight hundred small factories along the railway, almost everywhere. Otherwise, Qin Feng would not have walked a few hundred kilometers for more than half a month.

"Young man, is it really your sister? I said, why are you so careless? Alas, be gentle, be gentle!" The old man scolded Qin Feng a few times, but before he finished speaking, his arm hurt again.

"Uncle, do you... do you know where she went?" Qin Feng was excited and almost broke the old man's arm again. The old man shouted loudly in pain.

Perhaps he took two packs of cigarettes from Qin Feng, or because he didn't stop the little girl at that time, the old man didn't keep him in a silence this time. After Qin Feng let go, he spoke, "This... I really don't know. It's the town area where I go, and it's well-connected. Who knows where she will go?"

"Uncle, thank you, thank you really!"

Qin Feng didn't bother to fill the kettle with water, so he whistled and rushed out of the door. The yellow yellow soaked in the yard pool suddenly rushed out. When he ran out of the door, he shivered and shook the old man's face.

The train freight yard is not as good as a passenger station. Apart from the ticket exit, there is a walled area around nearly one kilometer, and the freight yard can enter and exit almost anywhere. The direction the old man pointed out was a big road when he went out.

There were not many people on the road and there were no shops. After about five minutes, Qin Feng walked along the road and encountered an intersection, which clearly marked the direction to Beijing and Tianjin, but it was a national highway.

"Damn, I just ask people one by one, and I want to find my sister's whereabouts."

After gritting his teeth, Qin Feng walked in one direction. There were restaurants on the national highway for drivers to stay for dinner. If his sister had ever appeared, I believe someone would see it.

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"Uncle, have you met a little girl a few years ago?"

"Sister, did a little girl come here four years ago?"

"Brother, have you seen this portrait? Have you ever seen this girl?"

Qin Feng walked along the long national highway and entered restaurants or hotels with hope, but every time he came out, his face was filled with disappointment.

Two days later, Qin Feng almost walked from Tianjin Tianshi to the capital, but he still did not receive any news about his sister. Qin Feng, who was unwilling to give up, returned to the intersection and walked towards Tianjin Tianshi.

Similarly, when Qin Feng stood next to the lively Haihe River in Tianjin City, he still couldn't get his sister's whereabouts. It seemed that Qin Jia disappeared from the intersection. There were so many restaurants along the way, but no one had ever seen her sister.

Qin Feng once doubted whether his sister had a car accident there, but asked many people that there had never been a little girl without a car crash four years ago, which also made Qin Feng feel much more at ease, at least... his sister is still alive!

"Could it be... my sister was taken away by a passing vehicle at that time?"

Standing on the bustling streets, a thought flashed through Qin Feng's mind and became powerless. If that were the case, he would just look for a needle in a haystack and it would be difficult to find his sister.

"Jiajia was eight years old at that time. He should be able to remember me and go to the newspaper to post a missing person notice. Yes, that's it!"

In the late 1990s, although the Internet had already existed, it was far less covered than the newspaper. Qin Feng thought of this and did not go to Xie Xuan and Li Tianyuan, and went directly to the daily newspaper in Tianjin.

It does not require too complicated procedures to issue a missing person notice. It is usually charged by word. Qin Feng wrote an advertisement of more than 20 words, which cost more than 200 yuan and asked to log in for ten days in a row.

Of course, Qin Feng, who had read the newspaper sample, really doubted whether the missing person notice as big as a tofu block can be seen by his sister or the adopted one?
Chapter completed!