Cheng Dayong's hometown is a small village under the jurisdiction of City A, and it is only half an hour's journey away from the city.

Now the countryside is different from the dilapidated of the past, every household is built up of high-rise buildings, which looks very magnificent, Feng Yuan sits in the car, and only occasionally sees one or two earthen houses interspersed between many new houses, which look as if they have been forgotten.

Lu Zhong drove the car directly to the door of the village secretary's house, and because he had contacted him in advance, he would be waiting at home.

Feng Yuan got out of the car, stood on the concrete floor and took a few deep breaths of air, but shook his head, in recent years, urban smog has prevailed, and now even the air in the countryside is not as fresh and pleasant as it was many years ago.

"Oh, is Captain Feng here?" An old man with a smile suddenly came out of the wide open iron door, he put on a coat, holding his belly with a big belly, before anyone arrived, the voice had already arrived, "I just heard the sound of cars at the door, so I came out to take a look, I didn't expect you to arrive so soon." ”

Feng Yuan stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, you are the secretary Cheng Youqing?" ”

"Hey, it's me." Cheng Youqing stretched out his right hand and shook Feng Yuanqian, and then took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and was about to light it for Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan glanced at Cheng Youqing, but still took the cigarette and took two puffs.

Cheng Youqing turned to look at Lu Zhong again, his hand had already reached into the cigarette case, and Lu Zhong was so frightened that he hurriedly took two steps back and said, "I don't need it, I don't smoke." ”

"It's good for the young man not to smoke, it's good for the body, unlike old smokers like us, half of our legs are about to step into the coffin, and this smoking can't be quit." Cheng Youqing took out a cigarette, lit it and took two puffs before saying, "Those two go to sit inside?" ”

Feng Yuan took out the cigarette from his mouth, sandwiched it between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth, and a pair of apricot eyes were full of smiles, "The purpose of our coming today has been made clear on the phone just now, I'm sorry for you." ”

Cheng Youqing took the two of them into the living room and said, "You sit casually, I'll go find the letter." ”

"the kid, make tea for the guest."

"Hey, it's ready." A female voice came from the kitchen in the courtyard.

Feng Yuan turned his head, and saw an elderly woman carrying a tea tray, pushing the door in, she looked very kind, her face was already full of wrinkles, and there was a smile, "Come, child, drink tea." ”

"Thank you, Auntie, you don't have to be busy." Feng Yuan took the tea with both hands and said, Cheng Youqing didn't know where to find the envelope, and the three of them sat in the living room, looking at each other.

Feng Yuan picked up the teacup, took a sip of hot tea, and asked casually, "Auntie, how many years have you been in Chengjia Village?" ”

Mrs. Cheng: "I've been married for almost 40 years, and I've been here for most of my life. ”

"Then you must know Cheng Dayong's family?"

"I know, speaking of Dayong, I watched him grow up, but unfortunately, his life is not good." Mrs. Cheng sighed regretfully and said: "Dayong's parents were not there when he was a teenager, and we raised him as a family, and then he grew up, so he went to work in the city by himself, and after a few years, he brought back a daughter-in-law, and soon after, there was Cheng Xin, who originally looked like a very happy life, but it was a pity that ······"

"What a pity?"

Mrs. Cheng: "The woman he brought back, it doesn't look like a peaceful master, I heard that she was messing around with a rich man in the city and was caught red-handed, and later, I heard that the two divorced, poor Xiaoxin, the child, has no mother since he was a child." ”

Feng Yuan asked, "Are you saying that Cheng Xin's mother cheated and was caught red-handed?" ”

"Everyone is here, besides, it's been so long, does it really matter?"

Everyone is spread like this, it is passed around, and the fake has become true, the real is fake, does it matter? The important thing is what Cheng Xin, who is standing at the center of the rumors, thinks?

Feng Yuan thought of the girls who were brought into the campus by Cheng Xin for loans, and was a little stunned for a while, if Cheng Xin thought the same way, thinking that his mother left their father and son for money, then would he also have the same thoughts about these girls? Enmity?

"Oops, finally found it." Cheng Youqing's voice came from the room, pulling Feng Yuan's thoughts back, only to see Cheng Youqing walking over with a small yellow envelope in his hand, "This is the letter, it has been kept in my house, you check it, I haven't opened it." ”

Feng Yuan put down the teacup that had gradually warmed in his hand, picked up the envelope and looked at it, the words on the cover, the handwriting was mellow and each stroke was very separate, but it was deliberately written very neatly, at first glance, it looked like a primary school student had just started to learn to write.

The surface of the envelope is flat, the glue was also glued a few days ago, it has dried thoroughly, it seems that it has not been opened halfway, the recipient Cheng Dayong, the sender 'Crayon Xiaoxin', Feng Yuan smiled: "No problem, this is it, thank you." ”

"No thanks, just no problem."

"That's right, uncle." Feng Yuan opened his mouth again and asked, "Which one is Cheng Dayong's family?" ”

Cheng Youqing pointed to the direction they came from outside the door and said: "At the entrance of the village over there, their house is still a mud house, and there is a big locust tree in front of the house, when you walk for a while, you can see it, it is very conspicuous." ”

Feng Yuan remembered the scene he saw when he remembered, nodded and said, "I know, the things have been obtained, then we will go first." ”

Saying goodbye to Cheng Youqing and his wife, Feng Yuan asked Lieutenant Lu to drive the car to the door of Cheng Xin's house, as Cheng Youqing said, the earthen house with a big locust tree at the door is really easy to find, because as soon as the village entrance looks over, there are two or three earthen houses.

Got out of the car, Feng Yuan stood in this one that was said to be

Under the old locust tree, looking at the house in front of him, the lock hanging on the wooden door was already rusty, Feng Yuan thought, now as long as he gently pulled down, the lock would open immediately.

But Feng Yuan has a good ability to control his own behavior, he didn't follow his inner thoughts to do things, but took out the yellow envelope from his coat pocket.

The envelope was very light, and Feng Yuan pinched it with two fingers, and he could tell that there was only a thin piece of paper inside.

Taking out the spare plastic gloves from his pocket, Feng Yuan carefully opened the envelope, and sure enough, he guessed correctly, there was only a palm-wide piece of paper inside.

Feng Yuan took out the note, it was still the kind of handwriting similar to that of a primary school student, and there was nothing else in the envelope, Feng Yuan glanced at the content on the note, and put it back the way he came.

Then he took off his gloves, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and broadcast it, "I'm Feng Yuan, help me contact Cheng Dayong immediately." ”

"Yes, now."

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