Xiao Zhuuchi continued to ask. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Lin Lan didn't want to ask about it, but after listening to Xiao Fan's story, he really wanted to bring the devil to justice, if nothing else, but as a person, he felt that it was too much to see a beast doing something like a beast.

Xiao Fan finished drinking the decoction and continued: "After we went in, there was a man named Uncle Yang, who said that he could lead us to make a fortune. At the beginning, we all thought that we had met a noble person, and we were determined to work there day and night. ”

"What do you do?"

Xiao Fan glanced at the salt cake in Lin Lan's hand and said, "This is it." Every day, a yellow-white paste is delivered there. What we have to do is to mix water, skim off the flocculent things inside, and the rest is salt brine, and then boil and dry to make salt cakes. ”

"Didn't think about resisting?"

Xiao Fan's pupils shrank, and he said weakly: "Resist, of course resist." Just resisting comes at a cost. ”

He raised his arm and said, "That's the price." ”

"With gunpowder?"

Xiao Fan nodded and said, "The head there is Uncle Yang." If we didn't do anything to his liking, we would be brought to a 'special session', where two pieces of iron would be filled with gunpowder and lit with incense. ”

"Brute! How could there be such a beast in the world! Just listening to Xiaofan's description, Shun Yu's body was shocked into a cold sweat.

"This is not the most cruel, if you are still hard-mouthed, or Uncle Yang feels that the punishment is not enough, he will pour all kinds of medicinal powder on your wounds, making you feel painful, and sometimes you really want to crash to death on the wall. The seven who died, all of them killed themselves. ”

Lin Lan could imagine how great the mental torture of being in such a never-ending captivity for a long time was. The street children themselves have experienced many ups and downs, and the psychological pressure is greater than that of ordinary people, if a group of rich children are locked in, it is estimated that half of them will commit suicide.

"And how did you escape?"

It should be impossible for such a strict gang of salt sellers and salt makers to let a single imprisoned person escape.

Xiao Fan said: "On the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, all the overseers went back, and I knew that this was the best chance to escape. Where the salt was boiled, I knew there was a very narrow gutter, and I climbed out of it. I don't know how long it took to climb out of a gutter. ”

Lin Lan asked Shun to go to the stove to get some black charcoal, and he continued to ask, "You didn't tell anyone else?" ”

"I told Xiaobai to let him escape with me, but he was already frightened and didn't dare to run away anymore. There were several times before when I was about to run, but I was caught by the overseer, and I knew that there was a spy among them, so this time, I only told him. ”

"Do you know where that place is other than the secret room?" According to Xiaofan's description, this den is likely to be underground. Looking for a needle in a haystack, it's hard to find anything.

Xiao Fan shook his head, "Except for the overseer and Uncle Yang, we are not allowed to approach that iron door, and sometimes even a glance and being caught by the overseer are severely beaten." ”

"Do you remember what that so-called Uncle Yang looks like?"

"I recognize it when it's burned to ashes!" Xiao Fan gritted his teeth and said.

Lin Lan took the charcoal that Shun Yu took out from the stove, grinded it slightly, and said, "You follow my train of thought and recall his appearance." First of all, what kind of face shape is he......"

One of the advantages of sketching compared with ink painting is that it is far more vivid than expressive ink painting in its analysis of portraits. Xiao Fan kept describing Uncle Yang's appearance, and Lin Lan did not rush to paint his facial features on the same face, but split the painting.

Wait until Xiaofan approves it, and then draw it on the paper that determines the shape of the face. The facial features are all together, and with a slight modification, they are getting closer and closer to their true appearance.

Shunyo on the side was so surprised that he couldn't speak, this ...... Is this a piece of charcoal that can be drawn? He really wanted to ask, young master, are there anything you don't know how to do?

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When Lin Lan turned the final draft to Xiao Fan, he suddenly said in a low voice: "It's almost, it's him!" ”

Lin Lan nodded and muttered to herself, "It's really quite bumpy, it's good, it's more recognizable." He blew the paper so that it wouldn't stick together.

"They've probably been looking for you out lately, so stay here and don't go out."

Xiao Fan nodded and said, "Can you open the lower window?" I want to see it. ”

Lin Lan nodded.

Half of the flowers and trees in the courtyard have withered, and only evergreen potted plants such as camellia and dwarf pine are still pleasing to the eye. Xiao Fan was fascinated by it, as if the long-lost greenery had reborn him.

"Spring is so good." A long-lost light appeared in Xiao Fan's eyes.

The wind was still very cold, and he sniffed smoothly, in order to take care of this kid in the past two days, he had a cold, "The beginning of spring has not yet arrived, nonsense!" ”

Lin Lan rolled up the portrait, walked out of the wing, and muttered to herself: "Winter is coming, will spring be far away?" ”

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On the days of the first lunar month, there are many customs. For example, you can't sweep the floor, you can't splash water outside, these are a lot of particulars. When Lin Lan arrived at the house, several aunts sat together and knocked melon seeds.

"Where's Daddy?"

"The master is in the study. Ah Lan, what are you busy with in and out these days? ”

Lin Lan smiled: "I'm busy marrying a daughter-in-law!" ”

Aunt Liu was stunned for a moment, and seemed to suddenly remember something, patted the melon seed shell in her hand, and said, "Ah Lan is talking nonsense, it's true." After the New Year, Ah Lan is eighteen, and it's time to marry a daughter-in-law, right? ”

"Huh? That's right! Eighteen years old is not young, so I went to find a matchmaker to ask. ”

Aunt Sun smiled: "It seems that our Ah Lan is also in a hurry." ”

Lin Lan, who arrived in the study, didn't expect that she would dig a big hole for herself with a joke.

"Dad, Lan'er has something to discuss with you."

Lin Ruhai was a little weak and said, "It's just right, my father has something to tell you." These two people have always had no figures, and the year has passed, and they have changed their hearts. Dad found a gentleman for you, and I will help you read the article to prepare for the county exam in early February. ”

"That father, if someone in Yangzhou City imprisons street children and refines illicit salt, who is in charge of this matter?"

"Naturally, it's under my jurisdiction. How? ”

Lin Lan whispered softly, and when she said this, Lin Ruhai suddenly got up, frowned, and said, "Is there really such a thing?" ”

"Yes."

"The location, the number of people, and the number of private salts are unknown, and a rash search of the city will inevitably startle the snake. In this way, Lan'er, this matter should not be done, but only slowly. You don't have to ask about the rest of the matter, just leave it to the father. ”

Lin Lan nodded and said, "That kid retired first." ”

"Go to Cheng Jingyun tomorrow, Cheng Gong's house, remember to bring your article!"

"Forehead ......"

This cheat, there are still make-up classes during the winter vacation?