The light of the not-so-bright flashlight went down a forest road, and finally stopped in front of a shingle house. The flashlight went out with a snap, and the light from the snow made the figure two more clear.
Seeing that the man took off the hat covering his head and patted the snow on his body, he took out the key and opened the lock. In the middle of the night surrounded by forests, the creaking noises made when opening and closing the door seemed unusually clear.
The man fumbled by the door, and there was a sound of a switch, and then the dim light bulb lit up, reflecting his appearance.
The man's short head, the moment he raised his head, his eyes seemed gentle under the light. About 1.75 meters, the figure is thin.
In the main room, he replaced the long black rubber shoes with slimy feet on his feet, turned around and entered the fire room. After the lights were turned on, in the 13-to-4 flat room, in the middle was a stove that every household had, which was used for heating in winter. The bottom of it was bright red at this time, and the man took off his jacket and hung it on the nail behind the door.
Turned around and dragged a chair to sit down, reached out and gently pulled from the corner of the stove, and a small drawer came out with peanuts inside. He turned around again on the table at the back and poured the liquor bottle into the glass cup on the stove. The man seemed to be a little distracted. After some of the wine in the cup was flowing in his hand, he recovered and took a sip.
Then he peeled the peanuts and ate.
A rustling voice came from another corner of the room, and he didn't turn his head back.
"They went to Ma Hong's house overnight, and just turned a corner in front of me." The rustling voice in the corner was louder.
The man drank half a glass of wine in one sip, and tilted his head slightly to the rear right side: "Want to go out?"
The voice behind him was quieter, and there seemed to be some tremors and small humming in the air.
The man frowned, and he saw the bottom of his glass of wine. "Don't worry, the time has come, and you will naturally see the person you want to meet."
The original small voice behind him abruptly stopped, and the trembling from the corner spread out more in the room.
The blue and white car parked on the edge of an arch bridge. Several people got out of the car, followed Zhang Dayou and walked towards the house leading to the front right.
The one who came to open the door was an old lady in her sixties, dressed in clothes, obviously already asleep.
Looking at the old lady, Xiao Zhou felt a little uncomfortable. The sight of the house in front of him knew that his family was very poor. The old lady looked at the few people in front of her: "Are you here to find Hongzi?"
Zhang Dayou looked at Xiao Zhou.
Xiao Zhou raised his eyebrows: "Auntie, we are in the third branch of Shicheng." After giving her credentials, the old lady looked at it for a while before moving away, and a few people walked into the house. The temperature in the room does not seem to be much higher than outside.
Old lady: "A few of you sit inside!"
A few people in Xiao Zhou entered another room. There was a small stove in the room. There was no sparks in it. An old bed was against the wall. Xiao Zhou looked around, and there was no one in the room except the old lady.
Old lady: "Is there something wrong with Hongzi? Tell me, I can stand it."
Xiao Zhou: "Sorry, old lady!"
The old lady's eyes were frozen, and she held the clothes she was going to slide down with her trembling hands for a long time. In her dry eyes, muddy tears flowed out, nodded, looked left and right, Xiao Zhou reached out and took a chair beside her, the old lady He sat down with trembling legs.
(End of this chapter)