After Xiao Yi's funeral, Xiao Tong and his party went to the large manor based on the information they collected.
The beautiful mountains and clear waters in the photo are no longer there; they have all become residential buildings.
Xiao Tong looked at the background in the photo, and then looked at the real scene in front of her. If it weren't for the three big characters indicating the identity here, she would
I thought I was looking in the wrong place
The place my mother loved to miss in my memory is gone forever.
Every family lives in the square courtyard, and the building has a simple atmosphere.
The security guard at the door had long seen their car parked on the roadside. Everyone couldn't help but take a second look at the limited edition global luxury car.
Especially in such a miserable place
But the car seems a little out of place.
The family of three in the car looked like they belonged to the upper class.
The security guard put on his hat and coughed a few times when he left the door: "Who are you looking for?"
"Hello, is this a large manor?" Xiao Tong asked politely, still a little unsure.
"Yes, madam, there is writing on it." As the security guard said, he pulled up his pants and said, "In addition to this
There is no second large estate here."
Feng Yixuan took out the photo on his body, handed it to the security guard, and said, "Excuse me, have you seen the person in this photo?"
The age of the security guard is probably over forty years old. I just don’t know when the large manor was demolished and what a security guard is.
came here when
Looking at the photo in Feng Yixuan's hand carefully, the security guard thought for a while and then said: "No, but can you
I asked others in the past that the large manor was renovated 20 years ago. The people living in this manor are all former employees or family members.
Maybe you can ask."
"Thank you," Xiao Tong said, and was about to walk in, but was stopped by the security guard, who said kindly: "Hey, ma'am,
Ours is a residential building after all, you need to register before entering.”
Ordinary residential buildings, with no more than twenty families living there, do all such places need to register?
But since the security guard said so, she did as he asked.
Sometimes, it’s better to do more than to do less
After the security guard watched her finish writing, he squinted and handed the pen to Feng Yixuan: "Sir, please cooperate with me. Everyone who enters must
Registration is required, but children are exempt.”
The rules are really weird. Feng Yixuan snorted and signed his name: "Do we still need to collect tickets here?"
"No, no, you're busy." Seeing his cold expression, the security guard smiled quickly and hid in the room.
The old man sitting in the house, leaning on a cane, looked outside and asked, "Are they here?"
The security guard handed over the register. There were only the names of Feng Yixuan and Xiao Tong, and the rest were blank.
Except for the people who live here, there are very few outsiders.
The old employees who live there are all elderly and their bodies are about to be buried in the loess.
Their children have long gone to study abroad, instead of focusing on such a small and shabby manor.
The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the names on the register, his hands trembling
"Are they the ones we are waiting for?" The security guard looked at the old man's expression and asked doubtfully: "In the past two days, except for
These three people, but no one else appears again."
The old man nodded slowly, put the booklet on the table beside him, and walked step by step
The security guard looked at his expression and knew that the person he was waiting for had finally arrived.
When he sat down to drink some water, he suddenly heard the old man sighing: "Whatever is supposed to come will come eventually."
In the manor, there are a few leisurely old people playing chess, surrounded by people in twos and threes, joining in the fun.
Feng Yixuan walked over and asked a spectator: "Hello, excuse me, have you ever seen these four people?"
When the spectators were curious, the people around them also came over to take a look and shook their heads.
Feng Yixuan was worried that the photo was a certain age and they were getting older, so they couldn't remember it clearly, so he asked one more question:
"Can you think about it more carefully, maybe you will have some impressions?"
When everyone was shaking their heads, a man playing chess looked up at them and said, "Go and ask Lao Zhang San.
He is the oldest in this manor, but his memory is extremely good. If he doesn't remember, then no one else will know.
Got it”
"Who is Old Zhang San?" When Xiao Tong was confused, he heard someone pointing in the distance and said, "Well, as soon as I mentioned him, he
coming!"
Looking in the direction, I saw an elderly man with a stooped back.
Because he was using a cane, he moved very slowly. He had to stop and rest every few steps. Wrinkles covered his entire face.
Egg, only those eyes are exceptionally clear, as if they can penetrate everything
Xiao Tong quickly walked to Lao Zhang San's side. His eyes were looking in one direction, and the walking stick in his hand was looking around.
My eyes can't see? But why are my eyes so bright?
While thinking about it, Xiao Tong was surprised: "Hello, uncle, can I ask you something?"
"Say, as long as I know, I will tell you everything." The old man stopped, straightened his back, and looked towards
Xiao Tong looked in the direction and then looked straight ahead: "I am very familiar with things in the manor."
"How do you know that we are here to ask about the manor?" Feng Yixuan asked sensitively.