The search result that popped up was that five years ago, the hospital warehouse caught fire.

She brushed them one by one.

No record of the fire that occurred in the year of my mother's death has been found.

At that time, the popularity of the Internet was very limited, and if you couldn't find any records on the Internet, it probably ...... Clues can only be found in print magazines and newspapers.

Wen Yabao remembered that near the Wen house in Beicheng, there was a distribution center for old newspapers and periodicals.

The boss is a kind old man who knows Wen Yabao well.

When I was a child, my pocket money was not enough to buy piano scores, and my grandfather would keep the books on music theory for Wen Yabao when he received them.

Wen Yabao had no money, so he played the piano to him in exchange.

However, I've been busy lately, and I haven't been there for a long time, and I don't know if the old man still remembers him.

Wen Yabao found the phone number of the old newsstand, only the landline, and no one answered the dial.

She held her phone and paused for a moment.

"Teng" stood up, opened the door and went downstairs.

Hu Yunfei explained to Uncle Tang, and Uncle Tang saw Wen Yabao rushing downstairs, dressed up in a mask and a hat.

Expecting her to go out, she immediately followed, "Miss Wen, you are going out, do you want me to arrange a car for you?" ”

It seems that Fu Shiye and Hu Yunfei didn't plan to ground her, Wen Yabao didn't deny it, "I'm going to go out, Uncle Tang is afraid that it will be difficult to explain, so you can find someone to accompany me." ”

"Where are you going?" Uncle Tang was already holding his mobile phone and arranging the driver.

"Take a trip to the old newsstand in the North City."

"Miss Wen is looking for an old newspaper? What year do you need? Maybe I can help. Uncle Tang actively blocked Wen Yabao's way.

"About 17 or 18 years ago, all the issues of those two years, Shengjing Daily Evening News, Beicheng Daily Evening News...... It is best to print all the newspapers and newspapers related to Shengjing, just for the past two years...... I'll do it all. ”

Wen Yabao drew out the specific scope, but he didn't plan to give up the preparation to go out, "But I still have to go out, you can help me arrange the handlebars, a low-key normal car." ”

That's what she said.

Uncle Tang could only ask the driver to drive out the villa's truck.

He also asked the bodyguard to dress up as an ordinary porter and wear a mask before he was allowed to go.

The gray pick-up truck, walking through the streets and alleys, finally stopped at the old newsstand designated by Wen Yabao.

The door of the old newsstand was ajar.

The green door frames were already mottled in paint, the old glass was covered in a layer of gray, and behind the glass was a folded yellowed curtain.

It's still exactly the same as I remember.

Wen Yabao got out of the car, walked to the door and knocked on the door: "Is anyone there?" ”

The half-covered door was suddenly pushed open, and there was a loud "clang".

Wen Yabao was taken aback.

The squeak of an old-fashioned radio can be heard from the newsstand.

Peking Opera is playing, it is the singing section of the red-maned fierce horse, and there is also the sound of electricity.

Wen Yabao walked in and saw the old man lying on the rocking chair, shaking his head and immersed in the world of Peking Opera.

"Grandpa Lu, do you remember me?" She pulled down her mask and greeted the old man with a smile.

The old man opened his eyes and recognized her at a glance, "Little girl from the Wen family, I haven't seen you for a long time, where have you been busy lately?" ”

"I recently changed to a new company, so I was a little busy. I don't think of you, so I came over to have a look. ”

Wen Yabao took a mention of snacks, which were soft things that could be chewed even if the teeth were not good.

The snack box is placed on the table next to it.