Zhengzhou, a provincial capital-level city, is much more prosperous than his hometown, and the endless flow of people makes Wang Jian a little dazed, with two wooden planks hanging on his body, constantly turning in circles.

According to the photographer, the location where the child was found was near the train station, and he walked through the street and recognized the location where the photo was taken, but the child was long gone.

When they asked the surrounding shops, they clearly remembered that the child was lying in front of their store, but they didn't know where he had gone.

Until he asked an old man, the old man looked up at Wang Jian, saw the sign hanging on his body, sighed, fanned the fan, beckoned to him gently, and led Wang Jian to the alley.

"I don't know exactly where the child went, I knew that every other three or five days, those old scum would bring the child over to ask for food, the child was just taken away yesterday, and it is estimated that they will come back in two days. ”

Wang Jian didn't understand what the old scum meant, but he could understand that the child might be brought over by those people in two days, and he was a little excited for a while, and he kept thanking the old man.

"I don't need to say thank you, I don't dare to say more to you, I can only say so much, you go first, come back tomorrow, be careful, those old scum have human lives on their hands, and they have killed several people." ”

Ignoring the old man's advice, Wang Jian's heart was only full of excitement about finding his son, in the past forty days, he has not slept well for a day, and every night he can dream of double happiness and let him come to himself, this inner anxiety has driven Wang Jian crazy, maybe if he finds the child, his heart can also have some peace.

Ate a bowl of lasanine at the Fly House near the station, and he had already chosen a place to stay tonight, in a nearby underground passage.

First go to the nearby labor insurance supermarket to buy a bed of black-hearted cotton quilts, spread a little paper shell underneath, the current weather is not too cold to sleep, when you get up, roll up the mattress, the place occupied is not large, a snakeskin bag can be carried away.

At more than nine o'clock in the evening, he spread his luggage on the ground, and there were still many pedestrians passing by at this time.

Lying in the bed, he couldn't sleep a little, and now his mood was very complicated, he wanted to find his son, but he was afraid that the child he found was really his son.

He would rather be sold to someone else's house, even if that family is poor, it is estimated that it will not be as poor as Wang Jian, and no matter how poor it is, he can eat a full meal, which is much better than what is likely to happen now.

After thinking about it for a long time, I don't know what time it is, Wang Jian gradually became sleepy, but he didn't sleep deeply, and occasionally someone's footsteps were louder, which could wake him up, until the second half of the night, he vaguely felt that someone was turning over the bag he was holding in the quilt, and in an instant, he was completely sleepy, staring at each other with wide eyes, and looking at the beggar who turned over his bag.

"Let go, bring it to me!"

"What are you doing? Robbery! This is my bag! You let go! This is my money to find the child!"

A beggar, and a poor man who was about the same as a beggar tore back and forth in this underground passage, for more than 200 yuan in cash, and a bank card with a savings of 50,000 yuan, and some other tattered things.

The beggar had been staring at Wang Jian for a long time, if Wang Jian was a sound person, he would not dare to do it, but because Wang Jian was a cripple and his hands didn't seem to be good, he had a bad idea, because although he was a beggar, he was a sound person.

And Wang Jian? He was very angry, and he couldn't understand why so many people in this world came to hurt him after hurting their children.

He didn't blame anyone for the cripple of his hands and feet caused by polio, and he was not absolutely unfair when he was poor since he was a child, but now, he is like this, why would someone blatantly come to rob him of the money to find his child? So he was angry, and in the middle of the dispute, he bit the beggar on the hand.

"I'll let you go!"

"Ahh

Both of them made inhuman movements in their throats and eyes, like two beasts fighting for food, fighting frantically, from a small tear to a formal brawl.

The beggar let go of his other hand and kept beating Wang Jian's eye sockets, even if the beaten eyes were black, Wang Jian did not let go of his mouth, the blood flowed into his mouth, still holding the skin and muscles like a crocodile, swaying from side to side and biting, and picking up his fist to fight back.

In the end, I don't know where he punched, anyway, the beggar fought back weaker and weaker, and was ridden by Wang Jian, constantly smashed in the face by fists, until he was motionless, Wang Jian got off him, panting, spit out a mouthful of blood, and didn't have time to roll up the roll, carrying all his family resources, and quickly left the underpass.

"Ah....... Puff, puff, ah...... Ha...... Ha ......"

Running out of the underpass, there was a public toilet on the side of the road, Wang Jian broke in, turned on the faucet and rinsed his mouth, took a few handfuls of water and poured it on his face, and then leaned against the wall, slowly slid on the ground, and breathed heavily.

The eye socket was bruised, with severe pain, Wang Jian's left eye was a little invisible, and after closing his eyes and resting for a while, he finished packing his luggage again.

The feeling of exhaustion came up, and he was a little sleepy for a while and couldn't open his eyes, but he was afraid that the beggar just now would slow down and bring people to find him trouble, so he didn't dare to sit outside, so he could only enter a compartment in the toilet, spread the paper shell on the ground, sit on the ground, lean on the wooden plank of the compartment, and slowly close his eyes with his luggage.

.......

Can you imagine a man sleeping in a public toilet for three days? Until the third day, he woke up a little late, was spotted by the toilet cleaner, and was warned not to come to the public toilet to sleep again.

Wang Jian didn't argue with the cleaner, nodded, and left with the cover roll under the contemptuous gaze of the cleaning aunt, and he understood what Shuangxi said to him.

"Dad, is the garbage truck for garbage?"

"Are public toilets for excrement?"

Interestingly, all this happened to his son first, Wang Jian thinks that this may be the retribution he suffered for not understanding his son's mood at the beginning.

Seeing that he had little money left, he had to start his side hustle again, carrying sacks, wandering around various garbage cans, collecting scrap to make ends meet.

It's just that the scavengers are also in groups, Wang Jian has had conflicts with them during this period, fortunately, Wang Jian's attitude of admitting mistakes is better, and he has not been beaten by them, but after they left, Wang Jian still put his hand into the stinky garbage can, after all, he has to live.

For a few days, he was no different from a beggar, his hair was greasy, stranded, his face was sallow, his beard was unkempt, and he had lost a lot of weight, but he still wandered the streets of the train station every day, waiting for the figure to appear.

It wasn't until five days later that he saw another child in those photos, lying on a pulley across the street from the train station, begging from everyone who passed by.

Immediately, he threw down everything he had and began to search around the train station until he saw the child's back on the street corner to the west of the train station.

Wearing a gray padded jacket, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, this miserable appearance made Wang Jian's heart tug together, but he was still not sure if this was double happiness.

After looking around and not noticing that anyone was staring at him, he nervously walked not far from the child and tried to shout softly.

"Double Happiness...... Double Happiness ......"

Seeing that the child did not answer, Wang Jian slowly walked to the child's side, looked back, squatted down gently, lifted the child's hair with trembling hands, and then breathed a long sigh of relief, and felt sad, lost and happy, in short, his thoughts were complicated.

When the hair was lifted, Wang Jian could be sure that the child was either double happy, or his body shape and clothes were very similar, but looking at the fear in the child's eyes, and the empty mouth without a tongue, Wang Jian's hands trembled even more, what a crime this child has suffered!

"What are you doing, get away and hear it. ”

Suddenly, someone kicked Wang Jian in the back, directly kicking him to the ground, Wang Jian turned around, this person was about thirty years old, with a scorpion tattoo on his arm, he looked very vicious, with a cigarette butt in his hand, and warned Wang Jian with an unkind expression.

"I ......"

"What the am I, hurry up and get out of here! Let me see you again, I'll kill you, do you hear?"

"Hey......"

Besides, he was really scared, so he stood up in fear, didn't dare to look directly at the man's face anymore, turned around and left, and didn't dare to stay for a moment.

It's just that he didn't see it, and the man saw his deformed leg when he left, touched his chin thoughtfully, stretched out his foot and picked it on the child's chin, picked up the phone and turned to leave.

“......”