Chapter 7: Starvation to death
I don't know?
Is this taking me for a fool?
The more he said that, though, the more I wanted to know.
When he asked Chen Bald just now, he reacted similarly to this man, and he looked frightened.
In other words, the more the secret affects me.
"Don't know? There's not much more to say. ”
I sneered, shrugged my shoulders slightly, turned around and walked over to a shelf again, "Are you sure you don't know?" ”
"Don't ......"
That's a shelf full of stuff, and if I smash it, he's really at a loss.
The man hesitated for a long time, but finally sighed reluctantly, "I can only tell you the address of one of the cooks, and you can ask for the specifics." ”
As he spoke, the man was afraid that I would regret it, so he hurriedly said:
"If you're not satisfied, then you can smash it."
This bastard has the virtue of eating scales, and he probably really doesn't dare to say it.
I nodded and let him speak.
The man squirmed and pinched for a while, still attached to my ear, and whispered:
"You go to Little Willow Village and find someone named Liu Dazhuang."
After speaking, the man didn't forget to stuff me with a box of Chinese, and begged:
"Brother, we have no grievances, you must not say that I told you."
"Done!"
I'm a kind-hearted person, and people are not related to me, so it's good to be able to tell me this information.
As for the box of China, I put it directly in my pocket, but when I left, I left him 500 yuan.
After all, if I break someone's shelf, I have to pay for this money, and I don't have more.
Then, under the man's jealous gaze, I took a taxi and headed straight for Little Willow Village.
Xiaoliushu Village is not far from the county seat, which is only a 20-minute drive.
After getting off the bus, from a distance, I saw a group of old men sitting under a big locust tree, who were sitting around a big bluestone, shouting and playing chess.
I leaned over, pulled out a cigarette, and handed it to one of the tall, lanky old men.
"Uncle, can I ask you about something?"
As soon as I saw that the cigarette I handed me was Huazi, the old man's eyes immediately lit up and he smiled.
"The young man is not from our village, is he? Ask me something. ”
"What do you call Uncle?"
"My name is Liu Guozhong."
"Then Uncle Liu, I want to find someone in your village named Liu Dazhuang, do you know where his family is?"
Kindness?
As soon as I heard the name Liu Dazhuang, let alone this old man, even the old men around me who gathered together to play chess subconsciously looked back at me.
The group of old men did not speak, but stared at me with a very complicated gaze.
What's going on?
I was a little hairy when I was watched, didn't I just ask for a person's name, as for making it like catching a spy?
"Young man, what are you looking for Liu Dazhuang?"
After staring at me for a while, the tall and thin old man suddenly asked me.
"It's nothing, I'm his friend, I just want to ask him something."
"That's no need", the tall and thin old man shook his head and sighed, "He's dead." ”
"Dead?"
I was completely stunned, feeling that my head was a little out of tune, "When's it?" ”
"Yesterday."
Yesterday?
How can it be so inch?
I was just about to come to find Liu Dazhuang, but he died the day before?
I don't believe there is such an inch of things in the world.
"And is there anyone else in his family?"
"Yes, his mother is still there, alas, Aunt Qi's life is miserable, a handful of and urine pull Da Zhuang big, and before she can enjoy the blessings, the white-haired person will send the black-haired person."
Speaking of this, a group of old men shook their heads and sighed one by one.
I felt more and more that this matter was not simple, so I quickly asked the tall thin old man for the address of Liu Dazhuang's house, and ran over with a smoke.
The economic conditions of Liu Dazhuang's family are not very good, it is all 2020, and his family still lives in the kind of earthen house in the 50s.
From afar, I saw a white silk flower hanging high in the doorway.
My heart couldn't help but sink, it seems that Liu Dazhuang really had an accident.
I quickly pushed open the dilapidated courtyard gate and walked into the courtyard.
There was no one in the yard, only a dilapidated stone mill and a lonely well, and in the corner of the yard, a few bundles of firewood were piled up.
Anyway, the feeling I get is one word:
Poor!
"Is Aunt Qi at home?" I tried knocking on the door.
"Who?"
Soon, an old voice came from the room.
"Aunt Qi, I am a good friend of Da Zhuang, and I came to mourn him."
Crunch!
As soon as he finished speaking, the wooden door was opened.
Then, a rickety Qi aunt with a folded face and gray hair walked out.
"You...... Are you a big friend? ”
first looked me up and down a few times, and then Aunt Qi said with a crying voice.
It can be seen that Liu Dazhuang's death is quite a big blow to Aunt Qi.
I hurriedly responded, stepped forward and hugged Aunt Qi, and said Auntie, I'm late.
As soon as she heard my words, Aunt Qi couldn't control her tears anymore, and she cried with a wow.
I carried Aunt Qi into the house, which was much more dilapidated than the courtyard outside.
The two small earthen rooms are full of boxes and cabinets of the old era, and there is only a dim chandelier in the whole house, if there is no chandelier, it is estimated that even if it is daytime, there will be no one in the house.
In the center of the outhouse, at this time, there was a dilapidated table of eight immortals, on which was placed a photograph and some tributes.
I took a closer look at Liu Dazhuang, black and fat, with a face full of horizontal meat, which is the standard chef's face.
First, I put a stick of incense on Liu Dazhuang in a good way, and then I walked into the back room with Aunt Qi, who was crying silently, and helped her to sit on the kang.
"Auntie, Da Zhuang and I are good friends, Da Zhuang left suddenly, and I felt very uncomfortable."
As I spoke, I found 300 yuan, which was almost all my belongings, but I gritted my teeth and put it on the table.
"It's not a lot of money, but it's a little bit of my heart."
"That's not good, young man, I can't ask for this money."
Aunt Qi suddenly cried even more, and she wanted to return the money to me with a handful of snot and tears.
The two of us pushed and shoved for a long time, but Aunt Qi still left the money at my insistence.
"Aunt Qi, how did Da Zhuang go, can you tell me?"
First of all, I asked a few words of warmth, and I felt that the time was almost up, so I still asked the main question.
"Iniquity, pure iniquity!"
Aunt Qi beat her chest and cried a few times, and then cried to me: "My son, he must have been killed." ”
"Killed?"
I frowned and couldn't help but ask.
"It's the one that kills", Aunt Qi nodded vigorously and continued: "Young man, you are Da Zhuang's friend, and you know his physique. ”
I nodded hurriedly.
"But he was starved to death!"