010 What can I do?

Zhao Guodong got up early the next morning and said hello to the boss, originally wanted to put the box here for the boss to see, but thinking that the security here was not very good on the day he first came, Zhao Guodong still took the box away, of course, he didn't forget to settle the room fee clearly when he left.

When he got outside, Zhao Guodong casually found a place to buy two steamed buns, and ate the pickles he brought from home one bite at a time, sitting on the box and watching the people coming and going, their faces were leisurely, walking on the street without hurry, except for some young people who were in a hurry.

Zhao Guodong himself has been busy for most of his life, and what he yearns for most is this unhurried life, but when his hand touched the box, Zhao Guodong closed his eyes and let the thoughts in his mind stop boiling, after all, he can't live this comfortable life now, he still has a lot of things to do, this is a promise to be a soldier.

"The old guy is at ease." A word that was neither yin nor yang sounded beside Zhao Guodong, and Zhao Guodong saw that it was the young man named Mao San he met that day.

"Young man, do you have something to do with me?" Zhao Guodong swallowed the last mouthful of steamed buns in his hand, opened his military kettle and took a sip, which was still begged for by the owner of the guest house.

"Let's see if you're still alive." Mao San gritted his teeth and said. After he went back that day, the place where his thigh was beaten was black and green, so that his grandmother was a good meal, although he was a gangster outside, but Mao San was indeed an out-and-out filial son, his parents worked outside all the year round, and he was alone at home to take care of his elderly grandmother.

In the face of grandma's nagging, although Mao San didn't say it, he had already hated this lame old man to death in his heart, this is not today's leg is just about the same, Mao San took the little gangsters under his hands and began to inquire about Zhao Guodong's whereabouts, and finally Zhao Guodong blocked it here.

Zhao Guodong saw the group of young people dressed up behind Mao San, and his face was expressionless, "Young man, you still have to be down-to-earth, if you think it is difficult to achieve a big thing, you have to look far away." ”

"I can't fucking see that far, if I don't take you down today, my Mao San's name won't be able to stand in this town." Mao San gritted his teeth and said.

Zhao Guodong knew that there was no way to be good today, so he held the crutches standing next to him tightly in his hand, ready to do it at any time.

"What's wrong? Scared? I'm telling you, it's not that easy, you old guy didn't cost one or two parts today, I wouldn't be able to gain a foothold in the town. With a wave of Mao's three hands, the dozen or so thugs behind him pulled out their knives and threw themselves at Zhao Guodong.

Zhao Guodong is now surrounded by enemies on three sides, and there is a wall behind him, and there is no way to retreat if he wants to. I had to use the crutches in my hand to fight this little gangster. As the saying goes, boxers are afraid of being less strong, Zhao Guodong didn't support a few times, just because the opponent was too numerous, his back let the steel pipe smash, although even if he waved his hand to knock the little gangster to the ground, but his shooting speed was greatly limited.

"Everyone, give it to me, the old guy can't hold it anymore." Mao San kept staring at Zhao Guodong, and when he saw that Zhao Guodong was beaten that time, his face turned pale, and he knew that Zhao Guodong's injuries were very serious to him, so Mao San was very happy.

"Stop!" Just when Zhao Guodong couldn't hold it anymore, a loud shout sounded on the periphery of the circle. "What are you doing?!"

Everyone stopped, not knowing who shouted, "The police are coming." The young men threw the things in their hands and scattered them in all directions.

The person who came was the director who had a relationship with Zhao Guodong at the police station, "It's not a small courage to arrest the leader for me." The director walked over angrily and came to Zhao Guodong, "Are you okay senior?" ”

"It's fine, it's a little bit hurt." Zhao Guodong touched his smashed back, but it was slightly red and swollen, and there was no broken bones, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "Director, why are you here?" ”

"I just came back from a meeting in the county, and I found that the situation here is not good, so I came to take a look, but I didn't expect that the people who were beaten inside were seniors." The director said.

"If it weren't for you, I would have suffered a lot. I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen here, if I hadn't been like that, I guess I wouldn't have been able to get out of this town. Zhao Guodong said with a wry smile.

Zhao Guodong said that the director's face was flushed, this is under his rule, such a thing will happen, and there is not much brilliance on his face. "Seniors, rest assured, I will definitely punish these criminals severely."

"Hehe, what are you looking for me, Lord? If you have something to talk about, you don't need to send someone to invite you. Mao San's hands were handcuffed, and he said with a hippie smile, followed by two policemen panting, and it seemed that it took a lot of effort to catch Mao San.

"Why don't you come over obediently?" The director's face pulled. "Say, why are you bothered to beat up the old man?"

"Siege? I don't know? I just came over there, and I don't know anything. Mao San rolled his eyes and began to talk nonsense.

"Director, we found this from him." The police took out two one-foot-long machetes from behind.

The director took the two machetes and squinted at Mao San, "Mao San, what are you doing with this thing?" ”

Mao San's face changed, and then he said with a hippie smile, "Didn't I tell you, I just came over there, and then I saw these two knives on the ground, I thought it was funny, so I pinned it to myself while people weren't paying attention." ”

"Don't be a hippie smiling face with me, don't think that I wouldn't dare to arrest you if I don't have evidence, if it weren't for the fact that your grandmother has no one to take care of, you would have gone in by now." The director's face pulled, "If I tell your grandmother, her favorite grandson is a gangster, what will she think of your grandmother?" Yes? ”

"Anyway, my grandma is so old, she can think whatever she likes, I can't care." Mao San said with a stalk on his neck.

"You ......." The director pointed to Mao San's nose and didn't know what to scold him. "Take me back to the office, shut him up for a week, and let him give me a good time to reflect on."

The director turned around and said to Zhao Guodong, "I'm sorry, let the seniors see the joke." ”

"It's nothing, there's black and there's white, there's no place like these little gangsters." Zhao Guodong massaged his back for so long and his back was not so painful, "Okay, I'll go first, I still have something to do, so I won't bother the director to handle your official business." ”

"Senior, then let me send you, I just want to go to the surrounding places to have a look." The director said.

"No, I'm still ......." Zhao Guodong was about to refuse, but the director picked up his box.

"Let's go, senior, I'm just passing by, and I'm saying that it's not far from here, so I'll send you off, and it's not convenient for you." The director said.

Things came to this point, Zhao Guodong was not good at refusing him, so he had to chat with the director while leaving, and when they arrived at the nursing home, the two said goodbye to each other, but the director still said hello to the doorman, otherwise Zhao Guodong wouldn't even be able to enter the door.

"Is this Dai's courtyard office?" Zhao Guodong walked into the nursing home and went straight to the dean's office, which was told to Zhao Guodong by the director, otherwise he would have to look for it for a while.

"Oh, I am, you are the relative that Director Liu said." Behind the desk stood a smartly dressed woman who looked to be no more than thirty years old.

Hearing this, Zhao Guodong was stunned for a moment, but immediately understood, the director had already greeted him in advance, "Hello, hello, I'm Zhao Guodong." ”

"Please sit down, I already understand your intention Director Liu, so let's do it, the old people are all active in the activity room at this time, I'll take you there, but I have a request, these old people can't stand too much stimulation, I hope you ......."

"I understand." Zhao Guodong nodded in agreement, and then followed Dean Dai to the activity room of the nursing home.

"Auntie and uncle, pay attention, we have a guest here who wants to talk to you, so let's cooperate a little." After Dean Dai entered, his voice raised slightly, and on the way, Zhao Guodong already knew that most of the old people here had some ears.

"Don't worry, Niko."

"Nizi, you're busy with this young man of yours and leave it to us to greet you."

Zhao Guodong wanted to laugh a little when he heard this, he was also in his forties and fifties, and he was called a young man, which was the first time, but seeing that they were all about the same age as Zhang Dabao, calling himself a young man was also in the past.

"Hello uncle, I'm here to inquire about things." Zhao Guodong's own attitude is very correct.

"You say, young man, we are all so old, we don't have any other hobbies but want to talk to someone." An old man smiled and said, "Sit down, sit there and talk." ”

"I want to inquire, who knows where Imura is?"

The old man was stunned when he heard this, and then said with a smile, "You have to inquire about Jingcun, but you have found the right person, I am from Jingcun, let me tell you, this Jingcun is only called so by the people of our village, and people of some age have to know it, and people as old as you do not know, this Jingcun, the original name is Liuhua Village, because there are many wells in the village, so it has a nickname called Jingcun." What's the matter where the boy goes? ”

"A friend of mine asked me to bring something to their house, but I couldn't find Jingcun when I came here, it's not that I've been here for three days, the government and the police station have searched for it, but I haven't found it." Zhao Guodong smiled bitterly.

"This village has been demolished a long time ago, and now the people in the original village are basically scattered." The old man also sighed and said.

"Huh? What to do? ”