He Songbai touched the address on the IOU.
It was an old S city house, the old red brick house with arched doors, a mix of traditional Chinese style and Western style, exquisite and elegant, a deep alley and a path extending straight to the end , can't see the bottom.
He Songbai checked the house number a few times before confirming and knocked on the door.
After a long time, a chubby middle-aged woman crawled out of the lacquered door and cursed with her hands on her hips, "Knock on the coffin early in the morning, knock what!"
He Songbai asked in Mandarin, "I'm sorry, I want to find someone, is Zhu Housheng from here?"
The middle-aged woman saw this tall and handsome young man in front of her, in good spirits, he apologized sincerely, and the appearance of an honest man made her half angry.
"The one surnamed Zhu has already moved out!"
When He Songbai heard this, he felt a sense of disappointment in his heart. He asked, "Where did their family move to? I'm here to find relatives."
The woman wiped her greasy hands with her apron, "How do I know that!"
After she finished speaking, she closed the door with a bang, and the black coffin-like door was coldly placed in front of He Songbai.
He put away his disappointment and went to the restaurant to buy a basket of fried buns for fifty cents.
Door to door knocking and asking, asking a person to give a steamed bun.
After asking all of his two baskets of fried buns, he finally came to the door of a unit called "Building Textile Factory", his eyes darkened, and he asked the uncle who was guarding the door about Zhu Housheng.
The uncle glanced at the young man's wide clothes, and saw that he was born handsome, only regarded as a cadre, did not dare to fool himself, and said bluntly: "This person is no longer here! What... You ask where he is now? You Just ask the old workers in the factory to find out…”
After several twists and turns, He Songbai found nothing, and his hunger was unbearable. He squatted on the street and nibbled a piece of dry cake. At this moment, the sky was dark and dark clouds were covered. Soon thunder and lightning thundered, and a pouring rain fell. down.
He Songbai was standing under the eaves of the house in embarrassment, and the rain column that fell from the puddle splashed and splashed his pants. There was no news from the debtor, which made He Songbai feel very depressed.
He loves the clothes made by this object very much, and lovingly rolls up his wet trousers, daring not to walk in the rain. He Songbai waited for an hour before the rain stopped, and finally reluctantly ran back to the guest house in the heavy rain.
The waiter in the guest house disliked him for soaking the floor he had just dragged all over. He Songbai quickened his pace and ran upstairs. He bumped into the object as soon as he reached the stairs.
Zhao Lanxiang touched his wet arm and said distressedly, "It's raining so hard, why don't you wait and run back."
He Songbai wiped his face, showing his teeth and grinning: "It's okay, it's like taking a bath."
"What's this rain? I even take a cold shower in winter!"
Zhao Lanxiang pushed him into the bathroom and filled him with hot water.
"Go and change your clothes after washing!"
He Songbai took a warm, hot bath, only to feel that every pore in his body was shivering with comfort, which made him temporarily forget the frustration of not being able to collect debts.
After changing into clean clothes and going out, he saw the object's piercing eyes. She stared at him and asked, "Have you finished visiting old friends?"
He Songbai honestly admitted: "I didn't find it."
Zhao Lanxiang said sternly: "I have a way to help you find him. If you are willing to tell me why you are looking for this person, I will teach you how to find him."
He Songbai thought for a while, looked at her caring eyes, and told her truthfully.
"Grandma gave me an IOU and asked me to collect the debt."
He Songbai took out the IOU carefully placed in his pocket and showed it to Zhao Lanxiang.
Zhao Lanxiang was very surprised when she saw the numbers above.
"It turns out that your family used to be so rich."
He Songbai smiled bitterly.
"Okay, don't worry, I'll help you find this person."
Zhao Lanxiang said sternly, she had a series of information about the debtor.
"I have a friend who works for a newspaper here, and I'm looking for it." She took out a stack of food stamps in her pocket and said thoughtfully.
In the early morning of the next day, a news item the size of a thumb was published in a search notice somewhere in the city newspaper of S City.
"I found some food stamps and personal belongings on November 5, 1976. I wish Mr. Hou Sheng to come to the newspaper office and contact me as soon as possible. Address: xxxxx, Zhou Sheng."
After reading the news, He Songbai was a bit dumbfounded, and he cherished and rolled up the newspaper.
"I don't know if it will help."
Zhao Lanxiang raised his chin, "I'll see if it works."
Humans are for money and birds are for food. The principle remains unchanged. When I saw this food stamp, I wish Housheng must come to the newspaper office for a trip. This professional term is called "fishing law enforcement" by Xiaohuzi. People who are greedy and take advantage of others are often brought down by this trick.
"There's no one else in this family who can do what they do. They owe your grandma so much money, and they live happily ever after. Wouldn't their conscience be disturbed?" Zhao Lanxiang mocked.
A man needs a face, a tree needs bark, a man is shameless and invincible in the world, a tree needs no bark, and there is no doubt that he will die. She has always kept aloof from such people.
He Songbai said: "I haven't been in contact for so many years. In the past 20 to 30 years, there is something wrong with my family and I have not paid back the money. You know my family's situation, and my grandma can't care about that much..."
He also vaguely understood that if that person lived a good life, he might be deceiving him and the He family's weakness.
However, seeing the cold and ironic appearance of the subject, He Songbai's dark eyes flashed with a burning smile.
This method worked quickly, mainly because Zhao Lanxiang's friends in S City were very effective. She really thought that the owner had lost a lot of important items, and deliberately left it for a few days for publication.
On the second or third day, three "Zhu Housheng" came to the newspaper office to receive food stamps. He Songbai was watching in the dark. Two of them were children and young people, and only one of them was middle-aged. superior. He was wearing a light gray tunic suit, neatly tucked, with a pair of mirror frames on his nose, looking like a gentleman.
Zhu Housheng received the unexpectedly obtained two jins of food stamps, thanked the employees of the newspaper office lightly, and left the newspaper office with little interest.
He walked all the way down the street, went to the black market to buy two catties of rice with food stamps, and kicked away the beggars who came begging along the way.
He Songbai followed, all the way to Zhu Housheng's house, and then to his unit.
He went around the deep alleys where the poor and chaotic poor lived, and took out two dollars.
His eyes were fierce and gentle, and two extremely contradictory emotions flashed in his eyes. He attracted a few thugs and said with a fierce look: "After the matter is completed, the money will belong to you."
The thug took his money, took the box with his IOUs, and went to Zhu Housheng's house to guard it.
He Songbai disappeared in the street, watching the movement while reading the newspaper.
…
After finding Zhu Housheng, He Songbai squatted with him for several days.
Zhao Lanxiang was also staying in the guest house waiting for news of the man. In the past few days, they were running around looking for people, and they really hadn't visited S City properly.
Although she has been tired of visiting this place decades later, the nature of a woman's love of shopping is indelible no matter what era she is in. Coming to S City, which is a "shopping center", how could this precious opportunity be wasted in vain. When He Songbai went to collect debts, she bought some things in the department store.
The department store has a dazzling array of things, and the variety and style are more than a hundred times more abundant than those in the countryside. Zhao Lanxiang looked at the goods on the shelves reservedly, and occasionally asked a couple of prices. These days, the salesperson's eyes are higher than the top, and the attitude is extremely bad.
But she couldn't pose in front of Zhao Lanxiang, and the salesperson said, "This pearl cream is very nourishing for the skin. After wiping it, my face is white and beautiful. Where can you use such a good thing in other places."
"Comrade, look at it, this is a famous brand in S city."
The sales clerk saw that Zhao Lanxiang was beautiful and fair-skinned, dressed decently and generously, and the leather shoes on her feet were also of extraordinary quality. She must be quite financially powerful, and she just kept surrounding her regardless of other customers.
Zhao Lanxiang was overwhelmed. She glanced at the salesperson, picked up the pearl paste and sniffed it, and said, "It smells very strong. Is there methylisothiazolinone? Imidazolidinyl urea?"
"I'm sorry, I'm the technician who made this in the factory. This kind of thing will make my face rotten. Don't recommend this cream or that cream to me."
Zhao Lanxiang knows that she has an uncle who is in charge of a department store. After the policy has been relaxed a little in the past two years, many state-owned factories have "matched" with the salespersons of the department store in order to break the status quo of consecutive losses.
The salesperson recommended her fabrics and clothing, but Zhao Lanxiang pushed them back one by one.
She said bluntly: "Comrade, I seriously warn you, and I will file a complaint against you if you interfere with me again."
The sales clerk choked, put on a mother-in-law face and stopped talking.
Zhao Lanxiang happily picked out a lot of things. The price of malted milk essence, a nutritional supplement for the body, was much cheaper in S city than in the black market in Qinghe County. She bought two cans; a "Golden Sparrow" watch, Not as expensive as Longines, you can get it for a hundred yuan; a red light brand radio.
After buying these things, she went straight to the post office and sent them back to the country as her friend in the name of sending things to relatives. When she came out of the newspaper office, she borrowed a friend's ID card in advance, and when she arrived at the post office, she calmly watched the "large items" being packed into wooden boxes one by one, and the postman tapped the nails with a hammer to seal it Wooden box.
When she bought so many things, she completely emptied her belongings, and no mistakes were allowed.
A "Golden Sparrow" watch sells for 108 yuan in the S city, and if you get it in the countryside, it will cost between 150 and 200 yuan. If it weren't for Longines being too expensive, it would be difficult to sell it for a while, she would like to. Buy a piece of Longines! A small watch is much better for postage than a radio!
The only Gold Sparrow watch she wore directly on her hand.
The simple watch makes the woman's pink and white arms become more slender and compact. This is an atmospheric, round and heavy men's watch.
Zhao Lanxiang paid the postage of one yuan and eighty cents and walked out of the post office in a good mood.
The author has something to say: *
small theater:
Earn Money Incense: This is the real purpose of my coming to S City, everyone here will be disappointed
Boss: Really
Become virtuous and fragrant in seconds: Of course not, I will go wherever Brother Bo is~