It's been four days, and this is the fourth day that something has been lost.

Uncle Hei and Da Zhuang dragged their tired bodies back to the house rented by the third son, and one of them was distracted while eating a few steamed buns.

They stayed at the Tianjing City Railway Station for four days in a row, but they were unfamiliar with the place, and it was so difficult to find someone they had never met in the vast sea of people, and the result was naturally no gain at all.

"It's a big city, and there's not even a public phone. ”

Uncle Hei bit the steamed bun fiercely, and slandered in his heart, he couldn't find the fellow who opened the taxi, and the key thing was that there was no way to contact the person who took the third son, he had an urge to call the police, this was the only way he could think of to solve the current problem.

Of course, he didn't want to go to jail unless he had to.

Before I finished thinking about the things in my heart, I felt that my hand was suddenly empty, and I looked down and saw that the three steamed buns in my hand were eaten unconsciously, and I smashed my mouth, except for the taste of steamed buns in my mouth, it was the same as if I had never eaten it.

Reflexively turned his head to look at Da Zhuang on the side, and met Da Zhuang's pitiful eyes, and the three-yuan steamed bun in his hand was also empty.

"It's still a big city, and the steamed buns are not as big as the nest at home. ”

Uncle Hei was indignant again, he felt that he had been deceived, and since he came to Tianjing City for a week, he had been completely disappointed in this city that he longed for to give him shock, and there was nothing he could look at in the eyes of what he had seen and heard.

The air here is not good, there is no blue sky at home, it is gloomy all day long, which makes people's hearts also stuffy, and the air always has an indescribable smell.

The house here is very high, but he is tired of climbing, he can't figure out how much time others have to waste up and down the stairs a day when they live in such a high building, and there is a reason, it should be good to climb the stairs all day long to exercise, but why are they weak and can't help the wind.

It is not convenient to go out here, as long as you get on the car, it costs money, don't look at the car is not big, it is expensive to die; it is also inconvenient to eat here, and the vegetables that are thrown in the ground at home are sky-high here.

For example, this steamed bun, looking white, not real, just like the people here are not real, just looking good-looking, not hungry and useless, they are looking for someone at the station to inquire about things, no one likes to take care of them, and they both look disgusted, and he didn't bother to beg for others later.

He couldn't figure out how everyone wanted to come over in such a bad place, and the young people in the village basically walked out of the mountains, and basically never came back, I don't know if they will meet later.

Yes, there is a lot of money here, but he spent all his savings before he came here to make money, and if he can't think of a way to eat steamed buns in the next step, he won't even have the money to eat steamed buns.

Fortunately, he can sleep at night in a bank next to the community, but the 24-hour light makes him feel distressed, and there is not even a switch, how much electricity money has to be wasted this night!

Seeing that the night is getting deeper and deeper, the temperature is getting colder and colder, how to say that this is December, Uncle Hei is okay, wearing a thick cotton jacket, he is not strong, he is strong, usually frost-resistant, he wears thin during the day, and it is not good at night, the thick clothes he brought from home are all in the rental house of the third son, and he is not full of food and clothing, and it is even more difficult to endure in this cold winter.

Holding his arms, Da Zhuang shrank his head, leaned over, and asked, "Uncle Hei, should we stay in the place where the lights are on?"

"Let's go!"

Uncle Hei stood up unwillingly, he actually sat here for a while every night with a fluke mentality that the third son could come back by himself, or the ball brother who arranged for them to steal things would come back, but now there is no hope for today.

After going down the three stairs, Uncle Hei looked back again unwillingly, but this time he was a little stunned.

"Wait a minute. ”

Da Zhuang is cold and goes downstairs quickly, this will be half the floor, Wen Yan raised his head and asked, "What's wrong Uncle Hei, your legs are numb?" I will carry you downstairs. ”

"Get out of the way. ”

Uncle Hei pushed Da Zhuang away angrily, turned around and went to the door of the third son, leaned on the security door and poked his head to look in, "Da Zhuang, look, it seems that the wooden door in the third son's house is not locked." ”

"The door inside is unlocked? Really? ”

Da Zhuang excitedly squeezed open Uncle Hei, and also lay on the security door to look inside, and found that the door inside was really a little abnormal, and the wooden door and the door frame did not fit tightly together.

"Really, really, the third son is in a hurry and didn't lock the door!"

Da Zhuang was very happy, and hurriedly stretched out his thick fingers through the security door to push the wooden door inside, he has suffered a big sin these days, because of the thin clothes, if he is not strong, he can freeze him to death in the past few days.

Fingers through the railing of the security door from the door inside a few centimeters out of reach, Da Zhuang is a little impatient, withdraw his hand, feel the security door in the way, hold the handle of the security door and pull it away, after the security door, and then stretch out his finger and carefully point on the door, a force, the wooden door opens.

"Uncle Hei, the door is really unlocked, haha, the door was really unlocked when the third son left. ”

Da Zhuang was happy like a child, but Uncle Hei looked at the security door that was opened by Da Zhuang in a daze, his face was about to drip water, and the joy of finding that the wooden door inside was unlocked was gone.

He didn't expect that the third son didn't lock the wooden door inside when he went out, and he didn't even lock the security door outside, or the security door was broken, just an ornament.

But this one ornament trapped him for three days.

"The third son must be beaten hard when he comes back, how can so many people go out without locking the door in a big city!"

Uncle Hei's angry lips trembled, and a mouthful of old blood almost spurted out of his chest, but he still forced the door into the house.

......

After three days of freezing and starvation outside, Uncle Hei thought that if his body was not quite strong, he would definitely not be able to survive.

At night, the two of them were not full, and they turned out the instant noodles bought by the third son and cooked a large pot, and the two gobbled around the pot for a while, and drank the last mouthful of soup before they breathed a sigh of relief, and then they remembered that there was another important thing.

found Sanzi's mobile phone and found that there was still some electricity on it, and Uncle Hei hurriedly dialed the number in his memory.

"Hello?"

An extremely hoarse voice came, Uncle Hei suspected that he had made the wrong call, looked at the number, and after feeling that it was right, he said cautiously: "I'm Uncle Hei." ”

"Why did you change the number again? Remember, the next time you change the number, say it in advance, it's not professional at all, it's easy to have problems, you know? Remember, I won't answer if I call an unfamiliar number again. ”

“......”

Uncle Hei wondered why the other party said 'again', obviously his mobile phone just didn't have power and couldn't get through, but he didn't have time to think about this, so he just hurried up and asked, "I want to know how the third son is?"

"Your people are fine, they live here with good food and drink! As for the delivery time, didn't I already tell you the specific time when the transaction was temporarily cancelled?

The phone hung up, but Uncle Hei was a little dazed, and he had already said, "When did it happen?"