Thirty years ago, Fenggang Town was just a small fishing village, and such fishing villages abounded in coastal areas.
After the great man's southern tour, Pengcheng ushered in rapid development. Fenggang Town didn't eat meat, but it also drank broth.
Fenggang Town
When Wang Xu arrived at Fenggang by bus, his first impression was of prosperity.
A-grade clothing, DVDs, counterfeit watches, small electrical appliances, and parallel-imported mobile phones smuggled from Hong Kong Island have turned Fenggang into a super wholesale market.
Some Hong Kong goods smuggled from Hong Kong Island will be transferred here and sold throughout the country.
Wang Xu was dressed in white and gray monk robes, with a string of rosary beads on his wrist. He looked at the address written behind Tang Niu's photo, which Tang Niu left before going up the mountain.
“No. 86 Maple Bridge Street!”
Wang Xu walked out of the station with the address and asked a taxi carrying passengers: "Donor, do you know where Maple Bridge Street is?"
"Maple Bridge Street?"
The taxi driver was a young man. After thinking for a while, he shook his head slightly and replied: "Is there such a place? I'm from Fenggang, why haven't I heard of it?"
"Haven't you heard?" Wang Xu frowned slightly. The address written on it was Fenggang Town, Fengqiao Street. This news couldn't be false.
After all, Tang Niu was only ten years old when he went up the mountain, and this news has been confirmed.
It was impossible for Tang Niu, when he was ten years old, to think that he would betray Shaolin thirty years later and give a false address.
"Hey, thirty years!" Wang Xu was suddenly stunned, and he understood what was going on.
Thirty years ago it was 1970, and now it is 2000. There is a generation difference.
After such a long period of time, including the reform and opening up, Fenggang Town couldn't stay the same even if it wanted to.
Holding the address in his hand, Wang Xu said goodbye to the taxi guy and went to an old man who wholesaled CDs to inquire.
Half an hour later, Wang Xu stood in front of a twenty-story apartment that looked a little old.
Thirty years ago, this was Maple Bridge Street, a land of great changes. Today, thirty years later, Maple Bridge Street is no longer visible, only the Maple Bridge Apartments.
"With the sound of drums, a fierce general rushed out from the white horse slope. Looking up, he saw red phoenix eyes, lying silkworm eyebrows, and a red rabbit and a horse on his crotch. He was really majestic."
Fengqiao Apartment is relatively old, it looks like it must be more than ten years old. In the guard room at the door, there is an old man sitting listening to storytelling.
Wang Xu looked at the old man. The old man's eyes were half-squinted, as if he was asleep.
"Monk, what are you looking at?" The old man, who seemed to be sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes.
Wang Xu was speechless for a moment. The old man seemed to be quite old, so why did he speak so hatefully?
"Amitabha, old donor, do you know Tang Youde who lived at No. 86 Fengqiao Street thirty years ago?" Wang Xu asked with a kind attitude, clasping his hands together.
"Tang Youde?"
The old man looked at Wang Xu and asked, "I know him. What are you doing with him?"
Wang Xu knew it right away and said, "I am a Shaolin disciple, and I am a fellow disciple with Tang Niu, the son of Don Don Tang. Tang Niu asked me to bring a message to my family."
"Tang Niu, oh, if you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten about him. This child's life is miserable. I think back then."
The old man wanted to say something, but in the end he shook his head and said without saying anything, waving his hands and saying: "Forget it, what are you talking about? Room 1221 on the twelfth floor, hurry up."
"Old donor, has Tang Niu come back?" Wang Xu did not leave, but asked again.
The old man shook his head slightly, without any hesitation.
Wang Xu nodded. It seemed that Tang Niu hadn't come back yet, or he had come back and avoided the gatekeeper.
The possibility of the former is higher. After all, Tang Niu escaped from the Shaolin Temple. He didn't have a certificate or ID card with him when he left. It was impossible for him to be faster than him by train.
"Old donor, look what this is."
Wang Xu took out the memory eraser from his pocket. When the old man looked up, he quickly pressed the erase button and said, "You have been guarding the door. No one has come up, and no one has looked for Tang Youde."
Uh-huh!!!
A red light flashed, and when the old man came to his senses, he had forgotten everything just now.
Wang Xu kept walking. There were two old-fashioned elevators in Maple Bridge Apartment, which could take him straight to the 12th floor.
On the twelfth floor, you will see a two-meter-wide corridor, with one side facing the windows and the other facing the residents here.
As they walked down from house to house, when they reached the middle, they saw the house number of Room 1221.
This family is no different from other residents. There is a door god posted on the door, couplets posted on both sides, and the curtains inside are drawn.
I pressed the doorbell, but there was no response. It seemed that the doorbell was broken.
The next moment, before he could knock on the door, the door opened from the inside, and an old lady in her sixties or seventies walked out, carrying a vegetable basket.
"You, you" when she saw Wang Xu in monk's robes, the old lady said "you" twice and fell back before she could take a breath.
Wang Xu was startled, and quickly stretched out his hand to support the old lady, and asked: "Auntie, are you okay?"
"Tang Niu, are you back?"
The old lady pulled Wang Xu excitedly, her eyes filled with tears, and cried: "It's all my mother's fault. At that time, there was a food shortage at home and I couldn't feed you, so I sent you to the Shaolin Temple. Don't blame me."
Mother!"
"Auntie, you misunderstood. I am not Tang Niu, I am Tang Niu's junior brother Xing Chi." Wang Xu had information about Tang Niu. Tang Niu came to the mountain in 1970. He had seven brothers and sisters in his family and lived a very hard life.
Because there were too many children for the family to raise, Tang Niu, the third child, was sent to Shaolin.
"Aren't you Tang Niu?"
After hearing Wang Xu's words, the old lady couldn't turn around and said confusedly: "What about Tang Niu?"
"Senior brother Tang Niu hasn't come back yet. I'm here to call the front line. It will take some time for him to arrive." When Wang Xu said this, he was 90% sure that Tang Niu had not come back, but for the sake of the 10% chance, he still said: "Auntie
, can you let me go in and have a look?"
"Okay, the old lady will make you tea. Things are better now at home, and the children are all promising!" The old lady took Wang Xu's hand and entered the door, constantly asking about Tang Niu's situation.
Wang Xu was determined to tell the truth and told the old lady that Tang Niu had become a rebel monk and that he was here to arrest Tang Niu and return him to Shaolin to be punished.
But when he saw the black and white photos displayed in the living room and the memorial tablet with the words Tang Youde written on it, Wang Xu hesitated for a moment but still didn't tell the truth.
"Senior brother Tang Niu is very good, he is quite motivated, and the masters also like him very much. If you ask why Tang Niu came down the mountain, it's a long story. Didn't Tang Niu perform well? The abbot wanted him to come to Pengcheng to establish a branch temple.
, Senior Brother Tang Niu will also be the abbot by then."
Wang Xu told a white lie and did not have the heart to tell the old woman that Tang Niu had gotten into great trouble and might be imprisoned in Shaolin for the rest of his life.
After hearing these white lies, the old woman believed them without any doubt and kept telling them good things.
That's how parents are, when thinking about their sons, they always like to think of the best.
But that's fine, it saves Wang Xu a lot of talking. After all, lying is very tiring.
"Auntie, I have to wait for Senior Brother Tang Niu here. Do you think it would be convenient for me to stay?" Wang Xu walked around the room a few times. The old woman's house was not small in size. Although it had a longer history, it was a serious one.
Baben has three bedrooms, one living room, and a kitchen with a balcony.
I pushed through several bedrooms and took a look. One room was occupied by an old woman, and both rooms were empty.
The spare room has a bed and a cupboard, and it can be occupied by just adding some bedding, which meets Wang Xu's requirements.
"Convenient, it must be convenient. My children are old and they don't come back once every ten days and a half. You can stay here as long as you want." Although the old woman is old, she is not deaf or deaf, and she looks at it.
Quite energetic.
After a while, the old woman brought the bedding and prepared it to make Wang Xu's bed.
Wang Xu quickly refused and just took the bedding and made it himself, wondering if Tang Niu would go home.
Tang Niu went to Shaolin at the age of ten, so he must have memories of his family.
He rebelled from Shaolin this time. If he can escape the siege, he will probably go home to visit.
Because most of the monks on the mountain, especially the young disciples of the Xingzi generation, although they don’t say it with their mouths, they still think about home in their hearts.
It is precisely because there is no home and the warmth of home is lost that home becomes more important.
Wang Xu felt that as long as Tang Niu could escape, even if he knew it was dangerous, he would probably come to see his parents, even if they were far away.
After all, after betraying the Shaolin Temple, Tang Niu had nothing but this family.