The night was fine, and the next morning, as soon as I opened the door, I saw Baekli standing straight in front of my door, and I was unprepared to be startled by him.

"Uncle Baekli, why are you standing at my door? Something? ”

Baekli raised his hand and handed me a teapot, "I still have some yogurt here, bring it to you." ”

I quickly reached out and took it, "Thank you, uncle." ”

Baekli nodded, and turned to leave. I quickly stopped him, "Hey, Uncle Baekli, you wait. ”

"What's the matter?" Baekli asked, turning his head.

I asked, "You said before that you bought this place through a middleman. I'd like to meet this man, maybe he knows where the previous owner had gone. I have something I want to find him. ”

"Is that the Sadiq you were talking about?" Baikeli asked curiously.

"Yes." I nodded.

Baekli thought for a moment and said to me, "The middleman is called Kurban, and he lives in a town not far from here. "You go that way, out of this desert, you can see a road." Follow the road and you'll get to town. In a moment, I will write you this person's phone number. ”

I hurriedly thanked him, and with a wave of his hand, he turned around and went back to the house. I went back to the house to pack my things, and soon Baekli came back and handed me a note, "When you see Kurban, remember to tell him that this month's things will be delivered in advance." Seeing that I was a little stunned, Baikeli said, "He will understand if you say that." ”

I nodded, put away the note, put my bag on my back, and walked in the direction of Baikeli's finger. Walking out of the edge of the desert, I saw a road that was in poor condition, barely a road. There were some motorcycles parked on the side of the road, and when they saw me coming with my bag on my back, they quickly came up and asked, "Friend, where are you going?" I'll send you there, it's cheap. ”

I waved my hand to signal them to wait, then pulled out the slip of paper that Hundred Grams had given me and called it by the number on it. The phone was quickly connected, and the other party came up and said a word in Uyghur, but I didn't understand, so I asked, "Hello, is it Kurban?" ”

The other party changed it to Chinese, "I am, who are you?" ”

"It's Uncle Baekli who gave me the contact information, I have something to do with you."

I spoke.

"What's the matter, you can tell me."

I prefer to be able to talk about this kind of thing in person, and I always feel uneasy over the phone. So I said to him, "I'll go and look for you, Uncle Baekli has something for me to tell you." ”

The other party hesitated for a moment, "Okay then, I'm in Shahaizi Town, Kurban Commerce." I'm going out in an hour and a half, so you'd better hurry. ”

I hung up the phone and called a roadside motorcycle. The price of making a motorcycle from here to Shahaizi Town is indeed not expensive, but when it is fast, the sand is a little slap in the face.

The Uyghur brother who drives a motorcycle seems to be proficient in this road, and when there are many cars, he doesn't slow down much, and he can move freely through the traffic. He's at ease, but I'm always scared.

Twenty minutes later, I arrived at the door of the Kurban trade house. Because the façade signs are very conspicuous, it is easy to find.

I pushed the door and walked in, and inside was a relatively large exhibition hall, with many goods on the shelves around me, and some boxes and bags of things neatly stacked on the ground. In one corner of the exhibition hall is a desk where a middle-aged man sits and writes something while pressing a calculator. He wrote very seriously, and it wasn't until I walked up to me that he looked up and looked me up and down, "You just called?" ”

"Yes."

Kurban put down his pen and stood up, "You're from Baikli?" ”

I nodded, "yes, I'm staying there for the time being." ”

Kurban smiled slightly, "Then you have chosen our most distinctive hotel here." ”

I knew what he was referring to, and smiled, "All self-help." ”

Kurban took me to sit down on the sofa on the other side, "Actually, it wasn't like this at first, Baekli was going to take care of it, but he was unlucky, and he just got sick when he took over there. He has limited funds in his hands, and he has no wife and children to help him, so it is what he is now, and I hope he can get better as soon as possible. ”

I nodded, I see.

Kurban looked at me and asked, "What the hell are you looking for me?" ”

"That's right," I said to Kurban, "I heard that the inn on the edge of the desert was introduced to Baekli by you?" ”

Kurban point

Head, "It's me, what's wrong?" ”

I stared at Kurban and said to him, "I want to find the previous owner there, Sadiq. ”

Hearing me say this, Kurban's brow furrowed, "You're looking for him?" Is there anything wrong with you? ”

"Well," I said with a deep sigh, "yes, one of my elders came here many years ago, but then he didn't know where he went. The last time I met Sadiq, I talked about it by chance, and he seemed to know some clues. At that time, we didn't have time to ask more because we had important things, so I came to ask him about it this time. Who knew he wasn't here anymore. ”

Because the matter was too tortuous, I could only explain to him in a way that Kurban could quickly understand, and I had to turn my second uncle into a missing person.

Kurban understood what I meant at once and nodded. But he didn't speak, he stared straight at me.

I was looked at a little strangely by him, "Boss Kurban, what do you mean by looking at me like this?" ”

Kurban suddenly laughed, "Are you called Zhuo Ran?" ”

I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and stood up suddenly, "How do you know my name." ”

"Don't get excited," Kurban stood up and patted me on the shoulder, "you sit first." ”

"That's right," Kurban told me, shortly after New Year's Day this year, when Sadiq approached him, saying he was leaving here and wanted to sell his desert inn. Before leaving, Sadiq said that a man named Zhuoran might come looking for him. That's why Kurban guessed my name.

"Do you know why Sadiq left?" I asked Kurban.

"I don't know the specifics," Kurban shook his head, "but I remember saying that some people can't be messed with, and some things can't be messed with. ”

I nodded, it seemed that Sadiq had foreseen something to happen, and I was sure that something must have happened to Sadiq.

At this point, I stood up helplessly, "Okay, I know the matter, thank you." ”

Just as I was about to leave, Kurban suddenly stopped me, "Hey, Zhuoran, wait a minute, Sadiq left you something." ”

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