When I returned to the Shapotou courtyard, I was always cautious on the way, fearing that someone would follow me.
When he saw me after a few days, Dou Sprout hugged me excitedly.
"Where are you going!"
"Fengzi, you scared me to death, you know?
"I fucking thought you were buried alive!"
Hearing the sound, Xiaoxuan ran over quickly. I saw her eyes were red, she must have cried.
"What's wrong with you two? Am I not dead?"
I spread my hands and smiled bitterly.
"Don't talk about it yet. Please tell me if you have anything to eat. I'm starving."
Half an hour later.
Xiaoxuan was lying on the table, her chin resting on her arm, her big eyes unblinking as she watched me eat, the same as Bean Sprouts.
I ate the leftover rice and cooked three big teapots in a row, then burped and said, "Brother Zhiyuan is in trouble. If it weren't for good luck, I would have almost died this time."
I focused on my experiences over the past two days.
After hearing this, Xiaoxuan's face was full of disbelief, and she said with heartache: "I...my money..."
I sighed helplessly: "It's all in vain."
Dou Yazai banged the table: "Fuck! Gangzi is dead, brother is undercover, brother Zhiyuan is a shameless person, Azanabi is full of evil, Jin Laoer actually faked his death! It's a mess, this is a joke.
Fight!"
"It's not easy, Fengzi, you fooled Jin Laogou again this time, so he won't be able to chop us with a knife?" Douyazai asked worriedly.
I said I didn't mean to fool him, it was destiny. I'm afraid this place won't be safe anymore. It's just for a day or two. Let's move as soon as possible.
"I'm still moving..." Xiaoxuan said reluctantly, "I just live in one place and I feel emotional, but I'm moving..."
I shook my head and said: "For safety's sake, we have to move. No one can protect us right now. Brother Zhiyuan is now a lost dog and is being chased. He and Aunt Xiaoxia can't even protect themselves. Listen to me this time and deal with it quickly."
Something, as soon as possible."
At present, the Jinfenghuang family is the only one and the biggest winner. We, the defeated forces, can only shrink back and wait for opportunities.
I thought about going back to Alxa to live in the mines, but after thinking about it, I still think it’s not possible.
Don’t forget, the meeting place agreed upon by Uncle Liao and I was in Yinchuan. We did it once, twice, but not again and again. Every time something happened, I was always chased away and was too cowardly. I plan to stay in Yinchuan after moving this time! Wait for Uncle Liao
, wait for the boss!
Come and have some darkness under the lamp!
Jin Feng Huang is powerful, but he is also a human being, not a god.
When you go out and rely on friends, you can realize the importance of having a local friend. The last time we were in Baohu Park, it proved that you can trust me.
That evening, my husband and I met secretly at the north gate of Shapotou Park.
I saved some money and now I have a mobile phone.
Sitting on a lounge chair in the park, the old man pretended to look at his mobile phone and whispered without raising his head: "Boss, why are you in trouble again? Do you want to run away or change homes?"
I turned my back to the old man and looked at the passers-by and said: "We have lived here in Shapotou for a long time. We can't leave Yinchuan at the moment, so we need to find a new place to stay. Jinfenghuang will definitely do it."
Looking for me, so I can't be too public. I can't stay in hotels, hotels, or densely populated communities, it's troublesome."
After a few seconds, an old voice came from behind.
"No problem, don't worry. I can't even find a mouse in the place I'm looking for for you this time, let alone Jin. Remember, we'll meet here again. It won't be bright tomorrow morning. I'll drive a three-wheeler around 4 o'clock.
Come and get you."
"And..." The boss suddenly paused and whispered to me in a mysterious tone: "Boss, there will be a surprise tomorrow. Don't be scared when you arrive."
"Surprise? What do you mean?"
"Can't say now."
Lao left these words, then pretended that he didn't know me, clapped his hands and left.
...
Early next morning.
It's still dark here in Shapotou, so the three of us were standing at the north gate of the park carrying three large bags of luggage.
"Cold...cold."
Dou Sprout put his luggage bag at his feet and rubbed his hands back and forth.
Xiaoxuan wrapped her mouth with a scarf and said, "We're not in the house. It's frosty. How can we not be cold? I asked you to wear thicker clothes but you didn't listen."
I looked down at my phone and saw 4:06.
"Come on, come on, let's see if that's the one!"
Xiaoxuan spotted an electric three-wheeled scooter in the distance, heading this way with its headlights on.
When I walked in, I saw that it was Mr. Wang, and he was quite punctual.
"Reverse, please pay attention."
"Reverse, please pay attention."
The old man reversed the car and turned around. He turned around and shouted to us to get in the car quickly.
When I ran far this time, I saw a large battery under my feet, which I guess was fully charged.
After putting our luggage away, we sat cross-legged on the board of the car. After asking if we were okay, we turned the switch and drove off.
We set off at 4 o'clock. The road is not very close. Thanks to the durability of the two large batteries in the old car, we can just reach the place.
As for the landmark buildings on the road, I only remember the Post and Telecommunications Building.
Finally, the old man took us to a large shanty town with low buildings.
After getting off the car, Lao pointed to the large area of dilapidated low houses and introduced: "That's the last Spider Alley in Yinchuan. This used to be the old city. There were such dense low houses everywhere, and there was an alley every few houses.
Seen from mid-air, these alleys are like spider webs extending in all directions, so the old Yinchuan people call them Spider Alleys.”
The old man looked nostalgic and recalled: "I used to go to school when I was a child, and the older children always told me that there is a small alley hidden in the deepest part of Spider Alley. As long as you find this alley, go in, and come out from the other end, you can
Go directly to the largest amusement park in Beijing, where there are dinosaurs eating children."
Looking at the place that looked like a ruined house in front of him, Douyazai frowned and asked: "There is no water or electricity in this place. Is there anyone still living here? I don't feel very safe. I might as well go to the mine."
I was stunned, where is the mine? Is there such a place in Yinchuan?
The abandoned mine stronghold is our secret, and we don’t dare to say it casually. I quickly changed the subject and said, "I will just follow your arrangement."
The old man nodded and answered Dou Sprout's question.
He said: "There is no water or electricity in Spider Alley now. It was announced many years ago that it will be demolished but has not been done yet. There are indeed several families in it. A friend of mine still lives in it. Also, when I said to keep your place safe, I didn't mean to make it safe.
You live in a shabby house in Spider Lane with no water or electricity. I can make arrangements for you. Come with me."
The terrain of Spider Alley in the demolition area is complex. It’s like a fixed-point radar is installed in the old man’s head. Good guy, he took us to turn left and right, and walked around seven times. The ground in several small alleys was wet, and broken bricks and tiles were everywhere. People were passing by.
There's nowhere to put your feet.
After walking for almost half an hour, I felt dizzy and finally stopped beside a wastewater pond.
There was a lot of summer rainwater accumulated in the pool, which was stagnant, black and smelly, and there was a layer of green stuff floating on the water.
Directly behind the wastewater pool is a small courtyard. The courtyard wall has collapsed, and a large number of bricks are scattered on the ground covered with moss. It seems that the two broken wooden doors are useless.
We carried our luggage, and Lao took us in without going through the door. We went in directly through the collapsed wall.
As soon as I came in, I saw a young man in the courtyard. This man was in his forties. He was wearing a blue tattered cotton-padded jacket before winter arrived. His hair was dirty, greasy, and tied into pigtails.
"Here we come." The man greeted the old man.
Lao smiled and said: "Let me introduce, this is my classmate, Lao Ge, Ge Daming. Although Lao Ge is not doing well now, he was also a wealthy family in the first ten years, known as the King of Rags in the Northwest, and Ma Weidu in Yinchuan.
"
"Where, where," the man waved his hands sheepishly and said with a smile, "It's all over, it's over."
The collector Mr. Ma was already well-known in the industry at this time, but color TVs and self-media had not yet become popular, so he was not as famous as he is now. Because he established the first private museum in the country, he was indeed famous in the industry.
This guy is quite interesting, let me talk about him.
Lao Ge was just nicknamed that, but in fact he had no connection with Mr. Ma at all.
In the early 1990s, Yinchuan began to demolish Spider Alley on a large scale. The demolition was rapid and the construction was slow. The old houses were demolished and the construction of the new planned buildings had not yet started. However, that period became the happiest time for young people and children.
After school, I would go to the ruins of old houses and look through them. Sometimes I would be very happy when I found scrap metal that the residents had not taken away, because I could sell it for pocket money. Lao Ge was also keen on this trip.
He was one of the earliest garbage pickers.
Lao Ge was picking up garbage. The first pot of gold was a jar of ancient silver ingots found in an earthen wall that was demolished in the 15th century. The ingots were silver ingots with a few stamps on them. They were made in Yantai in the 25th year of the reign of Emperor Guangxu.
For two official coins, there were ten in a large jar. Lao Ge sold each for 850 yuan, which was more than 10,000 yuan, and he went from a poor boy to a household with 10,000 yuan.
Later, whenever I heard that a shabby house somewhere in Spider Lane was to be demolished, Lao Ge was always the first to arrive. His garbage-picking business was successful every time. Lao Ge picked up official kiln bowls, copper Ruyi, ancient Buddha statues, old calligraphy and paintings, etc.
But no matter who it was from, he picked it up, put it in a sack and ran away. His luck was incredible.
Slowly as time went by.
He was nicknamed the "King of Rags in the Northwest" and "Ma Weidu of Yinchuan".
