After driving the car, he thought to himself, after the comrades were rescued and sent away, he asked Momo to release the car, and then he would find a way to get a real license plate to install it, and after they had a car, it would be much easier for them to get in and out.

Qian Dai and Momo also went to a department store, he bought a lot of candy in paper packaging, and more than a dozen packs of walnut cakes, so he took Momo and drove to the shantytown in Zhabei with Momo.

I worked hard in Zhabei for many years when I was a child, and I am very familiar with everything in Zhabei, so I naturally know that I don't look at the poverty of Zhabei, but the people in Zhabei can know that almost all the big and small things happen every day in Shanghai.

Not because of anything else, but because these residents in Zhabei live at the bottom of society, but they have infiltrated every corner of Shanghai.

Let's not talk about the children I once led, let's talk about these adults in Zhabei District, the men pulling rickshaws, the coolies who sell coolies at the docks, the thugs who work as thugs, and even gangsters and factory workers, these people have their own sources of information.

And the women in Zhabei District, they also have their own jobs, not to mention the female workers who work in the factory, as well as those who work as servants for large families, those who are reduced to the dust of the red light district to pick up customers, and even the aunts and aunts who get together to chat, etc., these people are also well-informed.

In addition to these, let's just talk about these Zhabei children, they are scattered all over the streets and alleys of Shanghai Tang, and their shadows can be seen everywhere.

Newspaper sellers, shoes-shiners, rags, cigarette butts, rickshaws, errands to earn consumption, and even thieves, they are all human spirits, and these little guys know all these big and small things that happen on the beach.

Qian Dai is going to Zhabei today, first, to see his former friends, and secondly, he is naturally going to inquire about the news.

The small car drove into Zhabei, which made the residents of Zhabei blow up, and the special little ones almost immediately surrounded them.

Yes, this car is not unusual, they can see it on the street, but the problem is that the car driving into this poor Zhabei District makes everyone very strange!

Who is rich and who still comes to Zhabei?

But? This little car appeared here, could it be that in their shantytown, who knows some rich and powerful big man?

The little guys who came around looked at the car with sparkling eyes, and they all wanted to come forward and take a look.

Qian Dai and Mo got out of the car, and when they saw the little ones huddled around, Qian Dai walked to the back seat of the car and took out a huge oiled paper bag from it, which contained candy with shells.

Qian Dai held the boss's bag of candy, opened the mouth and took out a handful from it, looking at the children around him, Qian Dai stretched out his hand and stretched out his hand, he smiled and said to the children: "Children, do you want to eat candy?"

The surrounding children spoke in unison, "I want to ......" The sound was earth-shattering, and the tone was long, which attracted many adults who stayed at home in the shantytown to come out to see.

Qian Dai looked at the dirty little face in front of him, he didn't dislike it, he just continued to flicker: "Very good, then uncle please do you a favor, whoever can answer my question, I will give candy to whomever I want."

An older child, about five or six years old, boldly walked up, "Uncle, ask." ”

Qian Dai nodded and smiled with satisfaction, and asked him, "Good boy, you are very good and brave!" That uncle asked you, do you know that there is an uncle named Tang Sanpao or Zhuo Yihu here?"

"Tang Sanpao? Zhuo Yihu?" The kid racked his brains and thought about it, and his mouth was still confused.

It's no wonder that this little guy doesn't know, because the children call their elders, most of them add a surname, and many of the elders' names, they don't know, so this little guy is in trouble.

Or the adults who heard the movement behind the child and stayed at home, there was a woman with sharp ears, after hearing Qian Dai's question, she was busy patting her thigh, pointing to a two- or three-year-old male doll in the group of children and shouting.

"Xiaojinzi, isn't Zhuo Yihu your father's name? This gentleman is looking for your father!"

When Qian Dai heard the woman's shout, he raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the woman's finger, looking at the little doll called Jinzi in the group of children.

Qian Dai and Mo Mo saw that this Jinzi was about two or three years old, thin and weak, wearing a patched small cotton jacket, with a melon skin hat, and a dark face, but you really don't want to say that look, it looks like Zhuo Yihu.

Zhuo Yihu is several years older than himself, and now he is twenty years old, and it is normal for people to like to be a father.

Qian Dai put a few candies in his hand into the hands of the child in front of him, handed the large bag of candy in his arms to Mo Mo to hold, and he stepped forward in three steps and two steps, and hugged Zhuo Jin into his arms in the group of children, not disliking this little dirty ghost at all.

Qian Dai hugged Zhuo Jin and walked back to Momo, took out a piece of candy from the oiled paper bag, pinched it hard, and the sugar was divided into two small pieces.

Zhuo Jin was hugged by Qian Dai at the beginning, his young heart was very scared and excited, and when Qian Dai took the candy, Zhuo Jin's little eyes lit up, until finally Qian Dai fed the candy into his mouth, Zhuo Jin's eyes widened, feeling the sweetness in his mouth, and the small dimples on the side of his mouth were revealed.

I'm so excited, it turns out that the candy is so delicious! It's so sweet, so sweet!

It is said that after Zhuo Yihu left the shelter of Qian Dai, his life did not improve.

Although he was constantly busy every day, the money he earned was only enough to make ends meet, and later there were Japanese devils who captured Shanghai, and those days were even more bitter, because a lot of work could not be continued, and he couldn't make money.

Qian Dai didn't know all this at the moment, he looked at Zhuo Jin who was sucking candy, and Qian Dai asked him gently: "Tell me, little guy, where is your father?"

Zhuo Jin put the candy to his mouth and replied vaguely: "Daddy Shanghuan, rent money." Although the little guy said vaguely, Momo and Qian Dai understood what he meant, and knew that he was saying that his father went to work to earn money.

Qian Dai asked patiently, "Then do you know where your father works to earn money?"

Zhuo Jin shook his head, he still got the candy just now, and the kid who was guarding Qian Dai's side interjected: "Sir, sir, I know, I know where Jinzi's father is."