After that night, the village was calm again, and several of us friends all hid this bizarre experience in our hearts. I've never been able to figure out why there was such a big commotion when we had only been out for less than a day. Later, I learned from Dabao that after the meeting in the village that day, several soldiers came to the village, accompanied by Runzi's father, and did not ask anyone about our whereabouts, so we directly dispatched all the police officers from the police station to start searching everywhere. At first, no one knew what was going on, but there was no impermeable wall, and soon the disappearance of Junko and I became the focus of the search, and they also knew that manpower was limited, so they simply mobilized the whole village to search for our traces, and until we returned, they found nothing.

Before Runko and I returned, the soldiers had disappeared, as if they had never appeared, and Runko's father didn't mention it again. I think that maybe because of the relationship between the "third brother", they received the wind, but what the exact reason is, no one knows.

For my story without a beginning or an end, the nurse Xiao He listened to it with relish, not at all as absent-minded as the proprietress mother and daughter, which made me very happy and had a good impression of her, and if I had such a granddaughter, I would be comforted.

Xiao He frowned, and asked the things I didn't understand in the story one by one, and I answered them one by one patiently, and it seemed that she listened very carefully.

Finally, she asked a question that all those who listen to the story want to know: "Uncle Xiong, is this your real experience?" ”

For all who listen to a story, the brilliance of a story depends largely on the truth of the story, and I was surprised that she asked this question. I didn't say it explicitly, but sold it: "Hehe, what do you say? ”

"I don't know, it sounds weird and interesting, it's the same as "Story Club"." Xiao He was no longer obsessed with the authenticity of the question, but put his hands in front of him, and asked a little timidly: "Wouldn't the old laurel tree you mentioned be the one in the market?" ”

"Oh, no, no, you don't have to worry, I thought so before, and I was relieved when I saw that laurel tree." I looked at the time and said, "It's not early, I should go back too." ”

"You're leaving, will you have a chance to tell you a story next time?" Xiao He helped me out of bed and looked at me expectantly with a pair of big eyes.

"Hehe, there's a chance, there's a chance." I dissuaded her farewell, said goodbye to Dr. Qiu, and walked out of the market, it was already past five o'clock.

It was the same to go back, I was waiting for a taxi at the intersection. When it's time for meals and shifts, taxis rarely stop, just private cars and vans whizzing by.

After waiting for a while, a familiar voice sounded not far away: "Uncle, meet again." ”

I looked at the voice, it was the city passenger who sent me here, the fat man slowly rolled down the window, took a puff of the remaining tobacco in his mouth, threw the cigarette butt away, beckoned and smiled: "Uncle, this way." ”

I looked at him, I didn't want to take his car, and when I came, I smelled a strong smell of smoke, and I was choking, especially after I just finished smoking, which didn't suffocate me to death. I twisted my head to the other side.

The fat man was also a little embarrassed when he saw that I deliberately ignored him, and thought that he would leave just like that, but he got out of the car, walked up to me, and said, "Uncle, it's hard to get a car at this point, I just happened to go home, and I will take you a section along the way, and I won't charge you money." ”

"This ...... Not okay? I said politely.

"Eh, there's nothing good or bad, what a lot of fate it is to meet twice in one day, let's go!" The fat man patted me on the arm and motioned for me to hurry up and get in the car.

I saw that what he said was also reasonable, and his car was parked at the intersection, which had blocked the traffic behind him, and the horn kept sounding, so he barely got into his car.

Sure enough, just as I expected, there was a foul smell in the car. This old-fashioned taxi has a small space and poor air permeability, with a little gasoline smell in the first place, plus the undissipated smoke and the air conditioning of the air conditioner, which makes it impossible for me to breathe normally, so I can only open the window probe to breathe.

The fat man saw my abnormal behavior, realized that I was hesitant just now, and said ashamedly: "Uncle, I'm sorry, the old smoker, I haven't quit hundreds of times, I can't steal a few when there are no guests, don't mind!" ”

I didn't speak, the air outside was actually similar to the inside of the car, filled with car exhaust fumes and stuffy air, so I could only cover my nose.

Seeing that I didn't say anything, the fat man pursed his mouth and began to hum a small tune, scolding and scolding the pedestrians and vehicles outside the car from time to time.

Leng Buding asked: "Uncle, are you from Shuize Village, why haven't I seen you before?" ”

I looked at the fat man in the rearview mirror of the car, and thought to myself that he had found a reason to speak, so I answered casually.

"I used to be too, but now I'm nothing." The fat man's face was sad, as if he had a painful memory.

I was puzzled and asked, "What do you mean by that?" ”

The fat man slowed down, pointed to my right, and said, "Look, that's where I was when I was a kid." ”

Following his direction, I saw only an old nursing home on the side of the road, with the iron gate half-open and half-closed, and the porter carrying two hot water bottles back.

"You grew up in a nursing home?" I was even more confused.

"No, the predecessor of the nursing home was a children's welfare home, and then there were fewer orphans and more elderly people, so it was changed to a nursing home, and I was not adopted until it was rebuilt, and I came out to work as a teenager." The fat man didn't have the cheerful confidence he had before, lit a cigarette again, and said: "Every time I pass by here, I can't help but smoke one. ”

I sympathized with his plight, and when I thought of my past, I couldn't help but look back on him, and I couldn't help but be curious about his background.

"Have you ever looked for your biological parents?"

"Of course there is, hehe, it's better not to look for it, they can throw me away, they don't want me to come back to them, they are even more hateful than those people." When the fat man said this, he angrily honked his horn in protest against a van overtaking on the left.

I don't think I can continue with this topic anymore, or I'll have enough to do next.

I was just about to talk about what I saw and heard in the flower and bird market, when the fat man braked so hard that he almost knocked my old bones apart.

"What's the matter?" I'm so angry.

"Uncle, I'm so sorry, I was out of mind just now, there seems to be a traffic jam in front, I'll go down and take a look." With that, the fat man got out of the car.

Only then did I notice that the cars around me were connected together, and the cars behind me were also stopped.