"The child who stayed behind was named Hong Bao, and he had a birthmark on the back of his right hand. Other than that, there are no other signs. I grew up watching Hong Bao, and every time I see Hong Bao, I think of the child I sent away. ”

"Old man, who did you give that child to?"

"It's the head of a caravan, he's from Kangding, and his caravan makes one or two trips to Chengdu once or twice a month — as long as he passes through Honghe Town, he'll stop here. Speaking of this person, the words are long. ”

"You speak slowly, and the more detailed the better."

"His name is Zhuobu, his nickname is One-Eyed Zhuobu, and he is blind in one eye."

"Does he have a wife?"

"Yes - I have a very beautiful wife."

"Don't they have children of their own?"

"No—no, no."

"Why is that?"

"He was originally a serf, he was a Tibetan."

"It was only after liberation that serfdom in Tibet was abolished." Director Cao said.

"Yang Zhuobu's wife is also a serf, they work in a lord's house, the two take care of each other, depend on each other, Jianyang Zhuobu was gouged out of an eye when he was a serf, his life is very hard, he has no father and mother since he was a child, he worked hard in the lord's house at the age of six, and was ridden by the young master at the age of six, and was used as a horse stool for the lord at the age of ten."

"Auntie, what do you mean by 'being a stool'?" Lin Di asked.

"When the master was on the horse, he squatted on the ground and let the master step on his back and get on the horse."

"How can a ten-year-old child carry the weight of an adult?"

"Who called him a serf? His body was destroyed as a child. After the abolition of serfdom, he joined the caravan, and later became the leader of the caravan, and after they got married, the couple never had a baby. ”

"When he heard that I was a midwife, he approached me and told me to keep an eye out for him if someone could not afford to raise a child. Later, when I encountered the Wang family's incident, the Wang family asked me to send the child as far away as possible. The most important thing is that the people of Jianyang Zhuobu are very kind and kind, so I gave the child to him. ”

"How do you know so much about the situation of Yang Zhuobu?" Director Cao asked.

"How can you give away a child without asking about the situation - at least to know if he can afford to raise the child and what his character is! If you send a child into a fire pit, isn't that evil! ”

"After that, have you ever seen this person named Yang Zhuobu again?"

"I only met once, and it was a year later, when he went to Chengdu, he passed by Honghe Town, and he found the Wang family ancestral hall, where we lived, and gave me and the old man a sheepskin coat and a bag of bacon. I haven't seen him since. ”

"At that time, how old was Yang Zhuobu?"

"Twenty-seven or eighteen-year-olds."

Zhao Zimeng wanted to know if Jianyang Zhuobu still had the ability to walk on the Ancient Tea Horse Road, judging by this age, Jianyang Zhuomu's current age should be about seventy years old. Can a person in his seventies still make such a hard and tiring living?

"In the past, did the caravan of Yang Zhuobu settle in Honghe Town?"

"I often settle down in Honghe Town, and sometimes, I transport goods directly from Honghe Town to Kangding."

"Since he used to be the leader of the caravan, there must be many people who know him."

The old man's mind was very clear: "You can go to the warehouse, the wharf, and the tea house to inquire about it. More than forty years have passed, I wonder how he is doing now? Even if he doesn't do this business anymore, he should be able to inquire about some information. ”

The information provided by Liu Li is very important, and according to the two special marks on "Wang Hongbao", it should be possible to determine whether he is the child that the old man took away. Based on this consideration, Zhao Zimeng did not plan to contact Wang Hongbao's mother for the time being, an ignorant decision cost the life of a son, and he saw that he would lose the life of a son again, which made the old man embarrassed!

The mission of the comrades is to punish the evil and promote the good, and eliminate the evil, but for a mother, it is not the same thing, "Wang Hongbao" is also the meat that fell from her body after all!

Therefore, Zhao Zimeng asked Gan Yumeng to remain silent for the time being. Gan Yumeng's thoughts coincide with Zhao Zimeng. Because Wang Hongbao has never had children, the old man put some energy into Gan Yumeng, so Gan Yumeng has a deep affection for his grandmother.

Zhao Zimeng looked at his watch, the time was 8:15, and before going to bed, the comrades could still do a lot of things.

After Director Cao sent Liu Li away, he then led Pang Feiteng and Zhao Zimeng to the dock.

The wharf is the most lively place in Honghe Town, here and the street forms a sharp contrast, the street is deserted, but here is very busy, loading, unloading, there are many boats of all sizes parked on the bank of the river.

There is a horse lantern hanging from the mast. There are many trading warehouses on the banks of the river, and the lights are on in the warehouses, and under the lights, some sacks and snakeskin bags are neatly stacked.

Director Cao said that these bags contain tea, salt and rice, as well as furs, tea leaves, and salt from the mainland, and furs from Tibetan areas.

Some of the trading warehouses also had horses tethered to them, also from Tibetan areas, and the sound of horses chewing hay and snorting could be heard, and the smell of horse urine and horse manure was thick in the air.

This is probably where the caravans often stay.

Someone recognized Director Cao: "Isn't this Director Cao?" He was greeted by a man of about fifty years old, wearing a fur vest on his upper body, who was coming out of a storehouse.

"You are?"

"Director Cao, you don't know me anymore, I'm Hua Chengrong from 'Shun Tea House'!"

"Come to think of it, you're the flower boss."

"Director Cao, it's so late, who are you looking for?"

"I'd like to ask a few people something."

"Who are you looking for, I'll greet you."

"Who are the bosses who have been here the longest?"

"Director Cao, what do you want to ask?"

"There's a gang leader named One-Eyed Zhuobu, and I don't know who knows him."

"So be it! I'll help you get a few people to come over, and they've been here for the longest time, the shortest being thirty years, and the longest being more than fifty years. ”

"Okay, I'm sorry for you to work hard."

"What's so hard about this, it's a matter of mouth. Let's go, you go to my warehouse and sit down first, and I can call everyone together in half a cigarette. ”

Boss Hua took Director Cao and his entourage to a warehouse in the west, and the signboard at the door of the warehouse read "Heshun Tea House".

Boss Hua beckoned everyone to sit down on the wooden chairs, and then called a young man from the courtyard and explained a few words to him. The young man ran out of the store.

With less than half a cigarette, the young man led the three elderly men into the store.

The three people invited by the young man were Boss Feng, who specializes in salt, Boss Sun, who specializes in fur and cloth, and Boss Zhan, who specializes in rice and barley.

Zhao Zimeng shook hands with the three of them one by one, Boss Feng's age is about fifty-five years old, and he has been doing this business for thirty years; Boss Sun is about seventy-five years old, and he has been in the fur business for fifty-five years; Boss Cham is around sixty-five years old, and he has been here for thirty-seven years.

Before the conversation officially began, the young man provided an important message to Director Cao: "Director Cao, Boss Sun and Boss Zhan know the one-eyed Zhuobu. ”

The comrades rushed from the mountain city to Honghe Town, Chengdu, non-stop, and did not expect to have a harvest so soon.

"Boss Sun, do you know the one-eyed Zhuobu?" Director Cao asked.

"Yes, he's our old customer. Boss Zhan also knew him, and Zhuobu sold me the fur and bought rice from Boss Zhan's store. ”

"These guys are from the mountain city, and they want to know about the situation of the one-eyed Zhuobu. Captain Zhao, may I ask! Director Cao said.

"Old man, is this one-eyed Zhuobu still here to sell and buy goods?"

"He's old now, and Mabang's bowl of rice is not delicious! Without a good body, this bowl of rice can't be eaten. He hasn't been here for years. ”

"How many years?"

He pondered with the boss for a moment: "It's been seven or eight years!" Although he did not come, his son was still walking on this path. ”

"Son, does the one-eyed Zhuobu have a son?"

"Yes! He had not only sons, but also three sons. ”

"Three sons? Is it an adopted son, or a biological son? ”

"Why do you have such a question?" Boss Sun looked at Boss Zhan, and it seemed that these two people didn't seem to know about the one-eyed Zhuo Bu ****. ”

This matter, as far as ordinary people are concerned, is not likely to be publicized, not to mention that the Wang family has some specific requirements when they give the child to the one-eyed Zhuobu.

"The two sons must be born to One-Eyed Zhuo Mu, and they are exactly the same as One-Eyed Zhuo Buchang."

"Yes! It's like coming out of a mold. But there is one son who seems to be wrong, and the other two sons are as black as the one-eyed Zhuobu, but the eldest has a little white skin. ”

"How old are the three sons?"

"The eldest son is forty-five years old, and the second son is forty-three years old. The youngest son is forty-one years old. ”

The second and third children should have been born after the one-eyed Zhuo Bu adopted "Wang Hongbao". If the one-eyed Zhuo Bu had not given birth, the life of "Wang Hongbao" might have been better, but after having two biological sons, it would be difficult to say, and "Wang Hongbao" would have undergone some changes psychologically.

Judging from the dialogue between Sun Zhan's two bosses, "Wang Hongbao" once came to Honghe Town, which provided conditions for him to know his life experience.

"Has the one-eyed Zhuobu brought his eldest son to Honghe Town?"

"I've been here."

"When did this happen?"

"It was more than twenty years ago. The kid must have been seventeen or eighteen years old! ”

More than 20 years ago, "Wang Hongbao" was about seventeen or eighteen years old. A child at this age should know a lot of things.