I dug a hole with my hands, opened the plastic bag and scattered all the yellow millet into the hole.
Regardless of whether it works or not, it makes me feel better.
After I went back, I saw a lot of hay in the yard, and Lao Ge was sitting on a pony, braiding straw ropes.
Seeing me coming, Lao Ge spat out the straw rope he was holding in his mouth and said, "I'm sorry, brother, I have to wait two days for the three hundred dollars I borrowed from you. I'll sell the ten kilograms of straw rope after I've finished twisting it. I'll sell it."
The money is being paid back to you.”
I didn't want that money, so I immediately waved my hand and said, "Don't panic, Lao Ge, let me ask you about a place. Do you know how many feed factories you have in Yinchuan?"
"Feed mill?"
"Let me think about it."
Lao Ge thought for a while and said: "I have raised a few cows before. I don't know how small the feed factory is. The big ones seem to be Xintong Feed, Sanyi Feed, and Jiachengfeng Feed." After finishing speaking, Lao Wen told
The approximate locations of my three large feed factories.
Based on Brother Gangzi's activities during his lifetime, I calculated that the Sanyi Feed Factory was the most likely location. The location of that factory was near Nanhuan Road and Nanhuan West Road.
Brother Yu had a drinking game with Brother Zhiyuan last night, and we were both still hungover, so I secretly went to Nanhuan West Road alone. Brother Gangzi has been dead for more than a month. I still dreamed about that myna bird last night.
Decided to go and see how the bird was doing.
I was afraid of being discovered by Jin Laoer's men on the way, so I made a simple disguise as usual. I took Brother Yu's baseball cap and put it on.
At that time, the South Ring Road in Yinchuan was full of bungalows and compounds, with not a single high-rise building. The Sanyi Feed Factory was located at No. 81, South Ring Road, and mainly produced chicken, duck and fish feed.
Brother Gangzi had a long-term job here during his lifetime. He was mainly responsible for delivering mealworm feed to pet markets in Lanzhou, Inner Mongolia, Shanxi and other places. Because sometimes he returned very late after delivery, the factory manager left a small cabin for him to stay.
The starlings are kept in the house when they are resting, and Gangzi is taken with him in the car when he goes out. The last time he rescued us on National Highway 107, Gangzi was going to Lanzhou to deliver mealworm feed.
There are more than a dozen employees in Sanyi. The boss is named Wang Junhua. I didn't say that Gangzi had passed away. I just said that Gangzi had something to do in another place and couldn't get through. He asked me to come and get something.
The boss, Wang Junhua, gave me the spare key without thinking twice.
Opening the door, I pushed it open and entered the house.
The curtains were drawn in the room, and no one had cleaned the room for more than a month, so there was some dust.
There were some simple furniture in the room, an electric kettle and lighter were on the table, and I saw a birdcage hanging above the bed.
When I walked in, I saw a small black bird lying in the birdcage.
Because no one fed or changed the water, it was already dead.
Recalling my dream last night, I stared blankly at the myna bird in the cage, with red eyes.
Things have changed, the master has left, and the myna bird, which can only say "good luck", has also followed his master.
Knowing that Brother Gangzi loved it when he was alive, I sniffed, opened the birdcage, took out the myna bird and wrapped it in cloth.
I plan to take the bird back and bury it with Gangzi's ashes.
Gangzi didn't have any relics. The clothes in the wardrobe were just a few work clothes that he wore interchangeably. I looked through them and found a wallet in one of the clothes.
In the wallet there was an Agricultural Bank of China card, more than one hundred yuan in change, five to ten yuan, and a three-inch color photo.
The edges of the photo are slightly yellowed. In the photo, Gangzi looks very young with long hair. He is at most sixteen or seventeen years old. He is smiling and holding out his hand to hold a little girl.
The girl in the photo had a flushed face and a runny nose that almost ended up in her mouth.
I guess the little girl with the runny nose is Gangzi’s sister Fang Fang.
After looking at the photo for a long time, I made a decision.
I plan to leave some money to this Fang Fang.
This money should save her from suffering.
Finish college with peace of mind and graduate as an adult.
