Jiang Xiaoquan's gambling nest. In front of the hall. The cigarette butts that the gamblers had thrown away the night before had not yet been cleaned up.

Jiang Xiaoquan sat alone at the table and smoked.

Jiang Xiaocai came straight here after coming out of Hu Zhibao's house.

"Why don't you clean it up?" Jiang Xiaocai said with a frown.

"What's the matter, I'm only open at night here. It's not the same as your brigade. ”

Jiang Xiaocai sat down at the north seat of the table, "Clean it early, it looks comfortable." ”

"him. What did Hu Zhibao say?" Jiang Xiaoquan handed Jiang Xiaocai a cigarette.

"He said that as long as we help him find his son, he can say anything. ”

"This idiot. So what do we do next?"

"You deliberately sent a few groups of men to dispatch. I'll have someone bring the baby tomorrow. You must be told that those people must not show their feet. ”

"Don't worry. ”

"Then I'll go to the brigade. Jiang Xiaocai got up and moved away from the high stool, "I was about to ask you something, I heard that a woman who works in the judicial office borrowed tens of thousands of loan sharks from you. ”

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I'm getting worse and worse as you as a second brother. ”

"You're chilling me. I'm going to have to mess around, right?"

……

With the help of Li Qiu, Cheng Chuifan borrowed a bicycle from the township government and rode to the Shujia brigade.

I asked for directions several times, and it took forty minutes to arrive at the Shujia brigade. At 11 a.m., it was the hottest hour. Cheng Chuifan's back was soaked.

Although it is the location of the brigade, it is no different from a natural village. There is not a decent house, there is not a decent road. On the dirt road in the middle of the village, cow dung is a lump here and there. A dredge runs through the middle of the village. The water in the mud is very clear. Small fish and shrimp shuttle through aquatic plants.

Under the guidance of a villager, Cheng Chuifan came to the door of Xia Jianyu's house. It was a slightly different house, the difference was that the other houses were made of yellow mud, while his house was made of mortar. And, obviously, it's a new house. There are only two or three of these mortar-walled houses in Shu's house.

Next to this house is a yellow mud house. The wall adjacent to the house had collapsed, and strangely enough there were two young men standing at the gate.

Xia Jianyu's father, Xia Huaxing, was sitting on a bamboo chair in front of the hall smoking, with bare feet and rolled trouser legs, not looking like a captain at all.

"This, isn't this Teacher Cheng?" Xia Huaxing threw away the cigarette and stood up, "Is there something wrong?"

"It's Xia Jianyu's father, we met yesterday. ”

"Yes, yes. Has my son committed another crime?" presumably because of the "unique skill" that had already led to the teaching process, Xia Huaxing was so nervous.

Cheng Chuifan sat down on another bamboo chair that Xia Huaxing had moved. Xia Huaxing called his daughter-in-law to make a bowl of tea from the stove.

Cheng Chuifan used this time to tell Xia Huaxing about the matter.

"This dead boy really doesn't change his ways. I've beaten him to death a few times, but to no avail. Xia Huaxing said.

"I'm not afraid to beat him, it's even more terrible. My opinion is that you want to transfer him to another school and separate him from Gong Heng and the others," Cheng Chuifan said bitterly, "None of him and Gong Heng are studying, and they are easy to make mistakes when they mix together all day long." ”

"That's right. You need a good companion to play and a good neighbor to live in. The question is which school can he transfer to? Which school will take him in? I asked Teacher Cheng to be strict and let him finish his studies. Xia Huaxing seemed to be very sincere.

"It's okay to find an acquaintance to introduce you. Besides, people change. Of course, I hope you don't get the mistake that I'm throwing off the baggage. Whether to turn or not is ultimately up to you. ”

"How could I misunderstand you so much? You didn't come all the way for my son's good. Xia Huaxing said something against his will.

"Mommy-Mommy-Woo-Woo-" Suddenly, from the dilapidated house next door, the crying of a child was heard.

Then came the voice of a man reprimanding a child. The tone was extremely harsh.

"This is—" Cheng Chuifan chuckled in his heart.

"The child next door, his mother didn't take him to eat and drink, and she kept making trouble. Xia Huaxing explained to Cheng Chuifan.

"Oh. ”

"It's a very awkward child. It's like my son. ”

"Oh. Cheng Chuifan still said a simple "oh", but a thought suddenly flashed in his mind—could it be Hu Zhibao's son who was being held here—and in the morning Wu Liang told him that Hu Zhibao's son had been abducted.

Because obviously, the tone of such a rough tone is not like the tone of a father speaking to a crying son. And the child's crying voice is hoarse, and it is impossible for a child to continue crying for so long because his mother does not take him to eat and drink. Moreover, it is unlikely that a house with a fallen wall will be inhabited.

"Since Captain Xia doesn't think that your son has the need to transfer schools, then I'll go back. I hope you take this matter very seriously. Cheng Chuifan stood up and planned to "retreat".

"That's for sure. He's going to do this kind of outrageous thing again, and I don't break his hands and feet, and count him lucky. It's time to eat, what are you going to do?"

"I'm also going to go for a walk at another student's house. Let's go. With that, Cheng Chuifan walked out.

"Hope to be a guest next time. A disdainful smile appeared at the corner of Xia Huaxing's mouth.

Cheng Chuifan deliberately pushed the cart to the door of the house next door. The two young men who had stood in the doorway were now only one. The other must have gone into the back room to reprimand the child because he was crying.

Cheng Chuifan noticed that the house did not look like a house that was permanently inhabited. Looking at the ground in front of the church, you can see that there are very few people moving.

The child should be confined in the room where the outer wall has not collapsed. When Cheng Chuifan walked by, he could still hear the sound of the child crying in a low voice.

After the house, Cheng Chuifan got on his bicycle and disappeared from the young man's sight.

But Cheng Chuifan didn't really leave. He made a small circle, parked his bicycle under a date tree on the side of the road, and went back in the other direction to the back of the house where the child was being held.

He had to see the child with his own eyes. If that child is really Hu Zhibao's son, then Hu Zhihu's nephew, how can he stand by and watch?

The back of the house was overgrown with weeds, and an unnamed weed was waist-deep. Seeing this scene further confirmed Cheng Chuifan's feeling that Xia Huaxing was lying, and 90% of the crying children were Hu Zhibao's abducted sons.

Through the barren grass, Cheng Chufan walked to the back door of the house. Through the crack in the back door, Cheng saw that the door of the room on the right was closed, and the door of the room on the left was open, and you could see the collapsed wall and the yellow dirt piled up on the floor of the room.

Cheng Chuifan found a small wire and removed the door bolt and flashed into the house. He didn't want to alarm the two people who were guarding the child, so he quickly hid behind a cedar pillar near the stove. The pot stove has been abandoned. Here, the light is dim, and people who come in from the outside will not notice that they will hide from behind the pillars, while those who are hiding here can easily see everything outside.

Cheng Chuifan waited patiently for a while, only to see that the door of the room was opened from the inside, and a young man walked out, and when the door was closed, he did not forget to instruct: "By the way, Hu Xingxing, you can be well-behaved, and you can see your father as soon as possible if you don't make noise." Otherwise, you don't know how many days you'll stay here. ”

"I want to see my dad. The voice of the hoarse child was accompanied by sobbing.

"As I have already said, as long as you are good, you can see your father either this afternoon or tomorrow. The young man added impatiently, "I'll feed you now, don't make any more trouble." ”

The door to the room was closed again. The young man fastened the flap and left.

Cheng Chuifan took advantage of the situation to leave the house from the back door, quickly walked to the place where the bicycle was parked, and returned to Jiang Village as fast as possible.