Looking at the back that was gradually leaving, Yu Fei did not catch up, but silently watched the back slowly disappear into the distance.

It wasn't the best time for them to meet, because he still had a lot of things he wanted to know, and he didn't want to be in front of that person without knowing what was going on.

Mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, ......mother, However, I don't know what I will call myself when I really stand in front of that person?

For some reason, such a question suddenly appeared in Yu Fei's mind, and a bitter smile flashed on his face.

Mommy, I don't think I've ever said those two words. The mother I thought I was going to die before I could speak.

There is no "Mommy" childhood.

Yu Fei pursed his lips, didn't dwell on this question anymore, but slowly walked towards the wooden house that the person had entered just now.

The wooden house is made of some irregular wooden planks nailed together, which looks quite tight, and it is enough to shelter from the wind and rain.

The wooden house exudes a fishy smell all the time, Yu Fei doesn't care at all, he gently touches the not smooth wooden board with his hand, strokes the shallow stripes on it, feels the faint oiliness in some places, and occasionally some fish scales stick to it, which has long been weathered and stiffened.

The wooden house is not big, roughly looking, it is about ten square meters, there is a door and a window, the door has been locked when the person leaves, it is a very ordinary padlock, the kind that ordinary people can easily pry open with an iron rod or a screwdriver.

However, judging by the appearance of the wooden house, there should not be anything of value in it, so it is estimated that there are no stupid thieves who will be able to break the door and steal.

The rest of the windows were not the usual closeable binders, but just four pieces of glass embedded directly into the wooden planks and nailed to death.

This window does not have much ventilation function, Yu Feichai, the reason why there is this window, the only role may be only to transmit light, at least, there is no need to turn on the lights during the day, it can save electricity.

Yu Fei slowly came to the window and looked inside through the glass. Because of the angle, there is not much to see, but even so, Yu Fei can see a rough idea.

There wasn't much furniture in the cabin, a bed, a table, two stools, and just a few pots and pans. Yu Fei didn't see any electrical appliances in the wooden house, and the only electricity he used was probably a blackened incandescent lamp on the roof, and nothing else.

Yu Fei gritted his teeth lightly and looked at the scenes in the room.

This is what Zhang Kun said, life ...... OK?

I don't know when, Zhang Kun appeared behind Yu Fei, and he also looked at the things in the wooden house silently, but he was not too surprised.

Unlike Yu Fei, Zhang Kun has seen many, many people living in poverty, although the wooden house in front of him does not look very beautiful, but it is really no problem to shelter from the wind and rain, and look inside, pots and pans are readily available, there is a bag of rice bags that have obviously just been opened in the corner, and a bowl of water fish on the table that has not been eaten.

Some eat, and they are full. Some wear them so that they don't get cold. There is a place to live, shelter from the wind and rain. Having a job can ensure your living expenses.

It's really okay.

Zhang Kun sighed secretly in his heart, turned his head to look at Yu Fei, who was still staring at the window, and said softly: "Do you want to go in and have a look?"

Yu Fei was stunned for a moment, looked at the locked door, and then turned his head to look at Zhang Kun: "Pick the lock?"

The corners of Zhang Kun's mouth raised, and he shook his head with a smile: "No!"

After speaking, Zhang Kun took out a wire about five centimeters long from the pocket of his clothes, then squatted in front of the lock, looked at it for a while, made the wire into a hook shape, and then slowly stretched it into the lock hole.

Double-click, then the lock opens.

A hint of surprise flashed in Yu Fei's eyes: "Master Zhang will still do this?"

As if sensing the surprise in Yu Fei's eyes, Zhang Kun coughed lightly, and then smiled a little embarrassedly: "Running the rivers and lakes, you have to learn something in a mess." ”

As he spoke, Zhang Kun seemed to think of something, and then said: "Of course, I will never do the gentleman's behavior on the beam, Mr. Yu should be able to understand." ”

Yu Fei has no objection to this, after all, Zhang Kun's identity is there, so he doesn't need to think about it.

Seriously, the door opened, Yu Fei walked two steps quickly and stood in front of the wooden door, but the whole person paused there, his face hesitated, and he ...... hesitantly.

To be honest, such an expression was difficult to see on Yu Fei's face in the past, whether it was at work or in life, Yu Fei was a resolute and decisive person, with a sharp business sense and the courage to dare to fight, Yu Fei never gave others the impression that he would hesitate.

But at this moment, Yu Fei really hesitated, because he knew that when he pushed open this door, it meant that he had really entered that person's world.

However, Yu Fei is Yu Fei after all, his hesitation did not last long, he stretched out his hand and gently touched the door, and then slowly pushed it open.

There was not much difference between what he saw inside the door and what he saw outside the window, a bed, a table, two wooden stools, pots and pans, .......

Yu Fei walked in slowly, he wanted to get close to these, the things that the person had used, as if there were still traces of the person's breath, body temperature, or use.

Yu Fei's eyes swept around the wooden house, and then suddenly, the whole person trembled, as if he was petrified in an instant, and stood there dumbfounded, staring at the wall behind the wooden door, or the newspaper ...... plastered on the wall.

It was the only part of the house that had been painted, and a large piece of wood was a single piece of wood for the walls, painted with white paint. And above the walls, there are countless cut newspapers.

It was the first time Yu Fei had seen someone plastic the newspaper, and all the newspapers on the wall were protected by plastic sealing, and then neatly pasted on the wall one by one.

Most of the cut newspapers are mainly pictures, and occasionally some are accompanied by some sparse text introductions, and there are few text-only introductory reports.

Judging from the degree of yellowing of newspapers, some of them are obviously not young, even if they have the protection of plastic sealing, but it is still difficult to resist the invasion of time.

Yu Fei's gaze swept over the cut newspapers that had occupied nearly two-thirds of the wall, swept over the newspaper photos, and looked at the familiar appearances, even some of which he was about to forget.

My heart was trembling.

Because, all the photos are him, it's all him, Yu Fei!

Looking at the sheets, from babies to children, from teenagers to young people, what kind of newspaper is pasted on this wall, this is the dust of the years.