009 Mao San?!

Zhao Guodong laboriously dragged his box off the shuttle, then left the station on crutches, and after looking around, he found a place that was not too big to eat a bowl of noodles, and bought a local drawing from the newspaper stand next to him. That's right, this is the first place Zhao Guodong came, and this is Mao San's hometown.

When Mao San was conscripted into the army in Zhaojia Village, it was not that his home was in Zhaojia Village, but that he went to visit his relatives in Zhaojia Village at that time, but when Zhao Guodong came back, Mao San's relatives were already missing.

Therefore, Zhao Guodong can only come here according to the place Mao San said, fortunately, it is not far from Liuxian, and it is enough to take a three-hour car ride. Zhao Guodong opened the map and looked for it, and found that there was no village of Mao San and his family, Jing Village.

All the people on the street were looking at a very strange figure, on crutches in one hand and a rather heavy box in the other, asking about something as they walked along the road, but everyone who asked shook their heads and said they didn't know. This person is Zhao Guodong, he has been walking around this town for most of the day, and he still hasn't gotten the detailed information of Jingcun, and he doesn't even know the name.

This is not to blame Zhao Guodong, time has passed, twenty-one years have passed since the beginning, and many things have changed, either because of insufficient population and merged into other villages, or the government has requisitioned land This place has disappeared, and it is rare to see a few people of his generation now, let alone the older generation, even if Zhao Guodong finds it, he may not necessarily tell him.

"Bah, that lame man, you stop!" Zhao Guodong asked people aimlessly on crutches, but he could only go to the police station to ask, and at this time, a shout came from behind Zhao Guodong. Zhao Guodong looked around and then continued to walk forward, anyway, he didn't call him.

"Hey, this cripple still has a bit of a temper." The person behind him said a word, and then Zhao Guodong heard a sound of footsteps approaching, and then there were four or five maverick people standing in front of Zhao Guodong.

Zhao Guodong looked around and found that the people around him seemed to be hiding from the plague god, leaving quickly, and even the people who were going to pass by here took a detour to leave, with more anger and some fear in their eyes. "Young man, are you calling me?"

"Don't rely on the old and sell the old there, I told you that you didn't hear it, your legs are lame, and your ears are lame." The young man in the lead had long hair dyed red, green, and green, and wore a black jacket with a skull painted on it, and a faint tattoo on his wrist.

"I didn't know you were calling me." Zhao Guodong is not angry, he has nothing to be angry with these hairy boys, they are still young, and they will know when they are a little older.

"Are there any cripples around here like you?" As soon as the leader spoke, the men who were with him laughed.

Zhao Guodong shook his head and didn't take this matter to heart, after so many years, he can't count how many people have scolded him for being lame, if he just came back, he would definitely beat this person all over the ground, but now he just thinks it's funny. "Young man, if there is nothing else, I'll go first."

"Old thing, didn't you hear our third master talking? Why do you want to leave now, don't you want to give us the third master face? I'm impatient, aren't you? As soon as Zhao Guodong's footsteps moved, several young people around the leader pushed and shoved Zhao Guodong.

"What else is going on with young people?" Zhao Guodong is not angry, to be honest, there is really nothing to be angry about.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that you are a little old man from out of town, you are not familiar with the place here, I am afraid that you will encounter any trouble, I have always done good things, I want to help you, lest you be deceived in this place or something." The man in the lead touched his nose and said.

Zhao Guodong smiled faintly, what kind of well-wisher is this, obviously, seeing that he is a newcomer is like blackmailing. "I really have something to ask you for, do any of you know where Jingcun is?"

"What is Jingcun Barrel Village, I don't know each other, our third master has been talking about it for a long time, you still don't understand, do you? Or are you there pretending to be confused? The young people around him began to push and shove again.

"I really don't know what you mean?" Zhao Guodong saw that these people were blackmailing and wanted to do it, so Zhao Guodong simply put the box in his hand, and his crutches were ready to shoot at any time.

"I don't understand, right, I let you understand." Several young men pulled out of their waists, all of which were machetes, steel pipes and other murder weapons more than a foot long.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Guodong refused to give up when he saw this person, and his crutches were clenched in his hands.

"Old immortal, you give me a good job, if you want to mix well in this town, you have to pay protection money, if you don't pay, it will be easy for me to let you lie in the hospital for a year and a half." As he spoke, the young men's knives had already been raised.

"Alas, don't be like this, although I, Mao San, am the boss here, but we also have to convince people with virtue, right?" It turned out that the young man who was the leader was called Mao San, and when he heard this, Zhao Guodong was shocked, whether this Mao San was the descendant of Mao San he was looking for.

"You said your name is Mao San?" Zhao Guodong asked.

"What are you doing if you don't die? Do you want to have some kinship with our third master, I tell you no way. "The young people around me don't know how to respect the old and love the young.

"You don't care what my name is, I'll ask you a question, whether you pay this protection fee or not." Saying that, Mao San also pulled out a handful from behind him, and everyone watching from a distance was shocked, how could this old man provoke such a piece of hob meat.

"How's it going? What if you don't pay it? "Zhao Guodong can see that if he wants to leave here today, he must solve these people.

"Up!" Mao San didn't expect to take out the knife himself, this person is still so hard, it seems that he doesn't give him a little color to see, he doesn't know how many eyes Ma Wang Ye has.

As soon as Mao San gave an order, the young people around him took turns to smash the guy in his hand according to Zhao Guodong, Zhao Guodong had already mentioned these people, as soon as the words in Mao San's mouth fell, the crutches in Zhao Guodong's hand suddenly burst out, poking the nearest thug to the ground, and then turning the crutches, the remaining young people, including Mao San, took a step back, and they all saw that the crutches in Zhao Guodong's hands were not ordinary crutches on the market, but iron.

"Old thing, you're toasting and not eating and drinking. Let's see how the third master cleans you up. Saying that, Mao San took his subordinates and began to besiege Zhao Guodong, although Zhao Guodong took the lead, but after all, he was a little older, and he still had hidden diseases on his body, and after a while, Zhao Guodong couldn't support it, but those people were not comfortable, and after Zhao Guodong fought hard a few times, his hands were also numb.

"I don't believe that I can't clean up your old thing, give it to me, wheel war, I don't believe that I can't kill this old boy." Mao San threw his jacket on the ground and pounced again.

Zhao Guodong saw it really, and swept it over, Mao San didn't avoid it, just hit Mao San's thigh, Mao San fell to the ground with a bang, and the knife in his hand was thrown and rolled on the ground with his thigh, and the rest of the people saw that their boss had fallen to the ground, where did they dare to go up with Zhao Guodong a few times, and helped Mao San who fell to the ground, and another young man who had already been poked down by Zhao Guodong left in a hurry.

Of course, when I left, I didn't forget to leave a few cruel words, it was nothing more than having the ability to wait here, and the gentlemen went to greet people and so on. Zhao Guodong just smiled and didn't think much about it, and he started to walk around the town again, hoping that someone would know the name of Jingcun.

Zhao Guodong looked at the sky and had to find a guest house on the street to live in, so he could only go to the police station the next day to inquire.

Early the next morning, Zhao Guodong went to the police station, and the police at the police station said that we would immediately look up in the file to see if there was any, and even the director of the police station came to talk to Zhao Guodong, and when he heard that Zhao Guodong was a veteran of the Great Patriotic War, he immediately stood in awe, respectfully saluted Zhao Guodong, and promised Zhao Guodong to find the news of Jingcun as soon as possible, and sent two policemen to follow.

However, Zhao Guodong refused at the time, he was just an ordinary citizen, not a big leader, and the work of the police still had to protect the safety of the party, and he couldn't be treated like this just because he was a soldier before. The director also expressed his understanding, but still gave Zhao Guodong his own contact information, and called at any time if there was anything.

After chatting for a long time, he also poured the meal, Zhao Guodong waited after eating in the canteen of the police station, but the director came and told him that there was no such village on their file, and the original file had already been lost, so he asked him to go to the civil affairs department to look for it, worried that Zhao Guodong would not be able to do it alone, and the director also sent a policeman to follow Zhao Guodong to the town government.

But the government did not find useful information, because the government had a fire before, and part of the archives were burned by the fire, and the part of Jingcun happened to be inside, although Zhao Guodong was very disappointed, but the government also gave a useful piece of information, there is a lonely old people's home in the town, and there should be some elderly people in it who know these things, so let Zhao Guodong go there to ask.

But after such a toss, another day passed, and Zhao Guodong had to wait for tomorrow.