The door of the hut seemed to have been untouched for a long time, and when it was pushed gently, it made a rattling sound. The house was not big, and you could see the furnishings inside when you opened the door. It was very simple, with only a bed and
Two tattered wooden chairs, as well as other odds and ends, gave the impression that this was where the orchard watchers would sleep at night.
Although it was obvious at a glance, I still walked in and carefully observed everything in the room. During the time I spent with Jin Pingmei, he taught me something invisibly. I carefully inspected the walls, floors, and especially the corners.
. Sure enough, at a corner, after wiping away the dust, a hollow sound came from under the compacted soil layer.
I dug out the soil and exposed a board. The layout of this small house was similar to that of Taoist Qiu's house that Uncle Lai took me to see at that time. There was a basement dug out by myself. The air quality in the basement under the board was pretty good.
I took out a small flashlight I had with me and stepped on the wooden ladder used to go up and down. The ladder creaked as if it was overwhelmed.
The basement below the hut is where people actually live, but the furnishings are equally simple, with a bed, a small table, and some uneaten convenience food. There is a red plum cigarette on the bedside, which was unpacked and smoked.
I bought two packs of cigarettes. When I saw this cigarette, many memories of the past were triggered and I felt very uncomfortable. My dad smokes less and only smokes a few when he is thinking about things. He has always smoked this kind of cigarette.
The soft-packed red plums in the yellow box are cheap and very fragrant after unpacking. They are rarely available now. I always thought that my dad, like many other men with low incomes who have to support their families, smoked this kind of wine to save money.
Cheap cigarettes, but then I realized that this might just be a habit of my dad.
Some habits are difficult to break.
I looked around in the basement, it was a very small space. Only when I have personally experienced something and seen something with my own eyes can I change my constant thoughts. I think my dad is an insecure person.
The orchard was already quite remote, but he still couldn't completely rest assured. Only by digging a dark basement under the house would he feel more secure and secluded living there.
Next to the table is a big hole, which leads to somewhere else, probably to the outside of the orchard. It is usually used for ventilation. If necessary, you can quickly leave through this hole and escape to the outside of the orchard. I took a few glances, and there were only so many furnishings in the basement.
There isn't even a container to hold the items. Where are the things my dad wants to leave to me?
I turned over the bed and even looked under the bed board, including every corner of the basement. There was nothing. I opened the remaining cigarettes and opened the remaining food, hoping to find something, even a small clue.
OK. But those things are very ordinary and I can't detect anything else.
At that moment, I suddenly felt very lonely. Did my dad lie to me? He left nothing behind, but told me that there was something very important here. Why did he do this? To lie to me was actually to him
There is no benefit to him, nor is it any help to what he wants to do.
I immediately sat on the bed and sat there for a long time. I didn’t know what had been done to my phone, so I never dared to use it to contact my dad. But when I found out that he had deceived me, I felt the deepest patience in my heart.
I reached my limit. I climbed up the ladder, squatted in the hut above, and dialed the number. I was already thinking about how to talk to him, but then there was a prompt on the phone that the other party had turned off. I
I called his old number again, but still got the same prompt tone.
My father's figure, face and even his eyes are all blurry in my heart. No one can guess the truest thoughts in his heart. Is this the father who gave birth to me and raised me for more than 20 years, Zheng Lifu?
I stayed for a long time, and Chen Yu called me from outside. I rubbed my nose and told her it was okay, and I would go out in a while. I refused to give up, so I stepped on the ladder and entered the basement again. I had a mentality of deceiving myself.
If I want to search again, even if I find something useless, I can give myself an explanation and let me know that my dad is not deceiving me.
While I was searching, I couldn't help but recall my childhood and adolescence, and the days I spent with my dad. I knew that it wasn't that he didn't love me. His love was different from other fathers. His love was
Silent, this kind of love was incomprehensible to me when I was young, but when I could understand it, something like this happened.
I searched everywhere again, and there was indeed nothing. I felt very weak and sat down against the wall. This time I knocked the small table crookedly and my elbows hurt.
But as the small table moved, I saw a folded paper ball used to cushion the table legs.
I picked it up casually. It was a ball of paper that had been kneaded and folded to support the table legs. There was writing on it. I opened the ball of paper, and my dad's neat and neat pen calligraphy appeared in front of me. I saw the handwriting.
At the same time, I suddenly felt excited. I thought this was an instruction to leave something behind, but after looking at it, I found that it was not. It might be that a person uses writing to vent his heart when he is bored and feeling depressed.
Emotions.
"I have struggled for half my life, for more than twenty years. During these twenty years, the only thing I have gained is this truth: There may be no one in this world who can be completely trustworthy, absolutely no one."
The handwriting is like this. I think that maybe after my dad left quietly, the organization he originally controlled changed drastically. Someone usurped the throne and seized power. This was evident from the last time Chen Yu took me to "rob"
.I can even think of my dad’s expression and mood when he was silently smoking a cigarette and writing this sentence.
This note was my harvest, nothing else. As I climbed up the ladder, I suddenly thought that it was because my dad was frustrated with everyone, including me? Because
In this way, he gave up the idea of leaving something for me. But this note seemed to have been placed at the foot of the table for a long time, and the phone call he told me that he had left something was only made not long ago.
"He will not distrust me. I am his son." I said to myself: "He may have other compelling reasons. He felt that it was not safe here, so he took away his things. He will definitely come with me again in the future.
If you contact me, you will definitely..."
I climbed very slowly. Before I could fully climb out of the ladder, a few faint shouts interrupted my thoughts. I speeded up, climbed up as soon as I could, and looked out from the door of the hut. I saw the orchard.
The fruit trees inside blocked my view, but I could still vaguely see that Chen Yu and another boy were fighting with someone. The moment I came out, the fight was over, and the other person rushed into the orchard and followed another person.
He ran in the opposite direction. Chen Yu was entangled just now and had the chance to take out the gun. However, she took aim and did not fire in the end. The fruit trees would affect the accuracy of shooting, and shooting here might attract people.
trouble.
The man ran away in an instant and disappeared. Chen Yu and his assistant quickly ran to my side and pulled me away.
"Who is that?"
"I don't know, my face is covered, I can't tell at all, it's very strange." Chen Yu looked nervous, because there are not many of us, and if there is another big trouble, we probably won't be able to deal with it. It's strange, our whereabouts are quite secretive
Yes, how does the other party know our whereabouts?
As Chen Yu said, the guy next to him felt scared. Fortunately, he didn't bring any help, otherwise things would have been difficult today. This made us very nervous and wanted to leave immediately, but the traffic here is very inconvenient. If
If we didn't drive ourselves, we would have to wait for passing buses on the roadside. We intentionally went to a place with more fruit farmers, and finally waited for a bus returning to Lanzhou.
After arriving in the city, Chen Yu called the people closest to here, but unfortunately, except for Shiyanchuan, none of their people were active in the northwest during this period, so we have no backup for the time being, or we have to stay
Wait here for Shiyanchuan to send someone to pick you up, or rush back quickly yourself.
"There shouldn't be any problems on the train, and the journey isn't particularly long. We'll rush back by ourselves. What do you think?"
"I don't want to go back now." I directly rejected Chen Yu's opinion. She wanted to be safe, but I was in a bad mood. After staying in Shiyanchuan for so long, once I came into contact with the city, I didn't want to go back.
"It's a bit dangerous now."
"Then just let me die." I covered my head and fell asleep without talking to Chen Yu anymore. She sat there for a long time, feeling helpless, so she had to contact the guys staying outside the mountain in Shiyanchuan and ask them to find a way to go to Wenzhou.
I need someone over there.
In the next two days, I only did one thing, sleep. Only when I fell asleep could I put aside the messy things and irritable emotions in my mind and feel temporarily relieved. But days like this obviously cannot last.
After a while, people from Shiyanchuan rushed over after receiving the news. They booked the tickets directly. I was very annoyed, so Chen Yu comforted me and said that after arriving in Gannan, she would accompany me for two days.
I was half-coaxed and half-forced to get to the train station. I was doing nothing in the waiting hall. Looking at the flow of people going here and there, I had a feeling that I might have to walk on my own in the future, so I told my dad.
Just like everyone else, no one can be completely trusted or relied on, only yourself.
Suddenly, I saw a familiar face in the crowd. Even though he was wearing sunglasses, I recognized him at a glance. When I saw this person, my heart jumped back and forth, thinking that maybe there was a chance to get rid of Brother Wen's control.