"Indeed, the old lady likes to eat this. When I lived in the same hospital as her, if anyone made chestnut stewed chicken, she would be brave enough to bring the bowl to others."
Hearing the old lady's words, Chu Heng's mind instantly flashed back to the scene where the deaf old lady led him to eat in the courtyard when he was a child. He couldn't help laughing, and immediately put the bag on his back and asked the old man: "No
Is there anything else?"
"No, it's just some junk, so I won't take it with me anymore. I'll share it with you guys later."
The old lady looked around with nostalgia at the old house that had held most of her life. She reached out and touched the edge of the elm wood bed that was so worn that the pulp was leaking out. She sighed softly and trembled under Chu Heng's support.
Weiwei walked out.
When the two of them came outside, the neighbors who were chatting by the car gathered around them, saying various goodbyes to the old lady.
"Grandma Hu, remember to come back and take a look when you have time."
"Old sister, now that you're gone, we don't know when we'll see each other again, and we don't have anything to give you. Just take these eggs and eat them on the way. Don't dislike it."
"Aunt Hu, I heard that people in the city eat fine grains. You have been suffering for most of your life, but you can be considered a blessing!"
A group of people chatted for a long time, and then the old lady separated from them with a look of reluctance and got into Chu Heng's car.
When the car started slowly and finally arrived outside the village.
The old man looked back at this small village full of warmth and secretly wiped away his tears.
Even though it was very shabby and poor, it was still her home.
She also knew that maybe this separation would last forever.
Gouwazi, who was sitting next to her, saw the old man crying. After hesitating for a moment, he timidly raised his arm and wiped away the tears hidden in her wrinkles with his young hands. His crystal clear eyes showed deep concern.
feeling.
…
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
Chu Heng and his party finally returned to Dacheng County.
In fact, they should be able to arrive at around one o'clock, but on the way, a wheel suddenly ran out of air and there was no spare tire. Chu Heng could only unload the wheel and push it to an agricultural machinery station in a nearby town to have the tire repaired.
Keep on your way.
Afterwards, the guy kept lamenting the fact that everything is dense and sparse, and he made plans to find an opportunity to get some wheels after returning to Sijiu City.
After the car entered the city.
The old lady kept looking out the window. Even though she hadn't been here for four or five years, nothing had changed. Ah... it wasn't like there were no changes. The only difference was that there were a lot more big-character posters on the street.
It's plastered everywhere, just like an old ink painting covered with dog-skin plaster.
Extremely eye-catching.
"Tu tu tu tu!"
Soon, Chu Heng drove to the center of the city and stopped at the only ready-made clothing store in the county. He persuaded the old lady to agree to change into new clothes, and then went to a department store to buy a pair of cotton shoes.
"I won't buy it, I won't buy it. I'm already so old, so don't waste your money anymore!"
Just when Chu Heng was about to buy a few pairs of socks for the old lady, the old man said he didn't want to do anything anymore and pulled him away on a walking stick. He almost pulled Chu Heng down. He didn't know where he got the strength.
Seeing that the old man was so resolute, Chu Heng had no choice but to give up. After finding a restaurant nearby for a meal that was ordinary to him but a bit luxurious to the old lady, he drove to the Public Security Bureau.
A room was opened for the old lady in the guest house.
Although the sugar factory dormitory building is protected from wind and rain, it is still a bit cold, and all the people living there are old men. Although the old people are older, they are still women after all. It is definitely inconvenient to go to the toilet and wash up, so they can only stay in the guest house.
.
"You will stay here for the night today. I have some other things to do, so I will leave first. I will pick you up tomorrow morning. If you need anything, just tell Cen Hao. He is right next door to you."
"You're busy with your work, so you don't need to ask Xiao Cen to accompany me. I'll be fine myself."
"Hey, don't be polite at this time. Just listen to my arrangements. Just rest, I'm leaving!"
After taking the old man into the room and settling him down, and explaining a few words carefully, Chu Heng left the old lady and Cen Hao, and left the guest house with Gou Wa Zi, planning to go to the Public Security Bureau to inform the old Taoist priest, and take another look at the one-eyed man.
Old man, are you still alive...
Soon, the young and old walked out of the guest house, got into the Volga, and drove towards the Public Security Bureau.
Along the way.
Gou Wazi looked very excited when he learned that he was going to see his grandfather, and his bright eyes that rarely showed any emotion were full of expectation and longing.
However, he still rarely spoke. He just sat in the passenger seat and stared at Chu Heng, giving him crazy hints.
Hurry up!
Faster!
Idiot!
…
Not long after.
Volga came to the Public Security Bureau.
Because of the meal last night, Chu Heng became famous here, and his relationship with the police officers became more harmonious.
As soon as he got off the car, several young men standing outside smoking greeted him warmly.
"Hey, here you go, how was it yesterday? You are so drunk."
"Hey, what can I do with that little drink? What about you guys? I remember that Xiao Zhang drank a lot yesterday."
"Don't mention it, this kid peed his pants yesterday!"
"Ha ha!"
…
Gouwazi, who was anxious to see his grandpa, pouted unhappily when he saw that this girl was actually chatting with him, and then he stretched out his little hand and pulled his finger.
Feeling the pull, Chu Heng lowered his head and glanced at the little guy who could even hang an oil bottle from his mouth. He smiled and patted his head, so that the other guys could say goodbye and took him all the way to the backyard forensic room.
When they entered the house, there was no one in the lounge, and the door to the morgue inside was open.
Chu Heng was afraid that there was a corpse inside and would frighten the child, so he asked him to wait outside while he took a look first.
But the puppy boy didn't listen to him at all. As soon as he walked into the forensic room, he followed him step by step.
At this time, the situation in the forensic room was a bit hellish...
Dou Laodao was performing acupuncture on the one-eyed old man who was lying on the bed. His chest and abdomen were covered with dense silver needles, like a spermatozoa sea urchin.
Jia Ying, on the other hand, was playing with a corpse on the side. It was not Mu Yu'an's body, it seemed to be a new one.
This man died in a miserable state. His two broken legs were twisted into a strange shape. On one of the legs, there were white thorns sticking out of the flesh. There were also many bruises on his head, chest and abdomen.
There were wounds of all sizes, and the whole person looked bloody.
Even Chu Heng looked a little scared at this scene, but Gou Wazi quickly ran towards the one-eyed old man inside as if nothing was wrong.
"grandfather!"
Hearing his grandson's call, the old man who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed weakly opened his eyes and slowly stretched out his hand towards Gou Wazi.
The next moment, Gouwa ran to the bed, first looked at his handsome grandpa, then hugged his outstretched arm and started crying.
"Woooooo... Grandpa... Wuwuwu..."
"Hey, hey, hey! What!" Chu Heng came to the side speechlessly, rolling his eyelids and saying: "Why are you crying? It's as if I've made you angry!"
