The driver saw that the young man sitting in the back seat closed his eyes, and he didn't want to talk to himself anymore, so he closed his mouth and drove honestly.

At night, the city of Beijing is extremely prosperous, the streets are lit up after nightfall, the crowded traffic light intersections are crowded with people who are not afraid of the cold, and the neon lights of various places compete in the area of citizens' activities at night, luring pedestrians to come and go.

The beautiful women at the door of the bar scratch their heads, and the waiters at the door of the restaurant are not stopping, etc., etc., all of which show the life scene of the imperial capital, which is slightly better than Hangzhou, which is second to none in the south of the Yangtze River.

Although the driver was ostensibly concentrating on driving the vehicle, in fact, he had been paying attention to Gu Qinghui sitting behind him in the rearview mirror, and when he saw Gu Qinghui's eyes flickering out of the window, he spoke again.

"Young man, how is it? Our Beijing city is no worse than Hangzhou, right?" asked the driver with a smile that looked ahead.

Gu Qinghui was unmoved, and hummed plainly.

The driver couldn't help but glance at Gu Qinghui from the rearview mirror again, and saw that this young man was looking at the outside with a heavy heart, dressed in expensive clothes, but carrying an army green canvas bag from the sixties and seventies.

Gu Qinghui glanced ahead dissatisfied, ignoring the driver, but the expression on his face was already displeased.

The driver also knew each other, and said with a dry laugh, "We are here, we speak straightforwardly, don't mind." ”

Gu Qinghui was unmoved.

The driver left the steering wheel with one hand, touched his chin, rolled his eyes and said, "Young man, I have to tell you something, this place you are going to is relatively remote from the city, and there are some old houses and old yards, most of which are rented to migrant workers who come to work from other places." If there are many people, it is easy to be chaotic, and it is far away from the city, and the public security is relatively poor, so there will always be petty theft or lawbreakers who block the road and rob them. ”

Gu Qinghui didn't pay attention to these words, so he didn't care, as if he hadn't heard them. But thinking about this driver is also a warm-hearted person, he opened his mouth, and he couldn't stop, and then he kept chattering, all of which were about paying attention to personal safety and being careful of the words of migrant workers in a certain province, with strong regional discrimination in his words.

The driver's words were like a lullaby, and Gu Qinghui, who was sitting in the back, became groggy again, and it didn't take long for him to fall asleep again, and he slept for an hour or so before he was woken up by the driver.

The driver said, "Here we are, this is it." ”

Gu Qinghui, who woke up, rubbed his eyes, looked in the direction of the driver's finger, and saw a large area of low houses and small courtyards, flashing lights in the dark night, and a few lively streets.

"This piece of land, close to the road, but not planned, so it was not demolished, the people here originally thought that they could eat the demolition money, but then they all miscalculated, and over time they left one after another, renting these houses to migrant workers, from here to the south is the industrial zone, and many of the workers who work there live here. ”

The driver finally nagged.

Gu Qinghui was impatient for a long time, hurriedly dropped two hundred yuan, and didn't wait for the driver to give change, he opened the car door and went down, ignoring the driver who wanted to give him change behind him, and finally the driver had to shake his head, purse his lips and snicker a few times, but then he thought that he hadn't left his mobile phone number to this young man, and when he looked up to look for Gu Qinghui, Gu Qinghui was gone.

The driver had no choice but to give up, start the car and drive to an intersection, and continue to entertain customers.

After Gu Qinghui got out of the taxi, he was afraid that the driver would catch up, so he deliberately added a lot of strength to his feet, trotted to a small intersection without street lights, and got into the alley.

When I came out, I stood on the side of the road and looked at the new watch on my wrist, it was almost nine o'clock, and the temperature was a few degrees lower than during the day.

Gu Qinghui stomped his feet, looked up at the front and back, and then took out the map prepared in advance, confirmed that the direction was good, and started jogging, so that at least it would not be too cold.

This area is not big, the radius is more than ten miles away, the viaduct is not far from the side, look at the terrain, if it is a little bit on the road when repairing, this area will also be marked on the demolition, but unfortunately, it has not been marked, but fortunately, the rapid development of Beijing City, the road has been built one after another, and the ring has expanded one after another, looking at the momentum of development around dozens of miles now, the demolition here is probably not far away.

The young man from the south, jogging in the dark night in the north for half an hour, since he practiced martial arts, the gradual increase in physical strength and eyesight, especially helped him a lot, so jogging for half an hour, he did not even have a drop of sweat on his forehead, but this also has more or less something to do with the cold weather.

When he was about to arrive at his destination, Gu Qinghui slowly lowered his steps and walked instead, the closer he got to the address his father told him, the more nervous, worried, and scared he became... The small courtyard in front is Lao Li's home, No. 38, West Fourth Lane.

The young man finally stopped at the door of the courtyard, the simple gate, the dilapidated wall, the green bricks have begun to decline one after another, it seems that the years have been a long, long time, maybe it was built during the Republic of China, it is not an exaggeration.

Look at the door number posted on the right side of the gate, it says No. 38, West Fourth Lane, yes, this is Lao Li's home, his ancestral home.

Gu Qinghui stood at the door, hesitated for a long time, his mood was difficult to calm down for a long time, he didn't know how to face the girl of his age after pushing the door open, how to open his mouth and tell her, your father is no longer alive.

was hesitating, the door made a "squeak" sound, opened a crack, Gu Qinghui heard the voice, his heart was cold, and then he saw a quirky girl, poking out a head from behind the door, looking left and right, and finally his eyes fell on Gu Qinghui's body, glared with disgust and hatred, and then quickly closed the door again, without saying a word.

Gu Qinghui was a little strange, cleaned up his mood, took a few steps forward to the door, and said softly: "Don't close the door, I'm here to find you." ”

The girl at the door made an impatient voice and replied: "Don't listen, don't listen, you hurry up, I don't want to talk to you, I'll tell you, no discussion, you'd better die of this heart!"

Gu Qinghui stood there with a stunned expression, not understanding what the girl behind the door meant by saying this, and wondered, "I didn't understand, what does it mean?"

The girl said angrily, "If you want to get out, get out of here, why is there so much nonsense! Don't bother me in the future, I won't agree to sell the house!"

After Gu Qinghui heard this, he thought that this girl had recognized the wrong person, so he explained, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to buy your house, I'm your father's friend in Hangzhou..."

The door squeaked, and was opened again, and the girl poked her head out again, looked at Gu Qinghui and said, "No one knows that my dad is in Hangzhou, how do you know?"

"As I said, I'm your dad's friend in Hangzhou. Gu Qinghui's expression was a little painful, and his hand covered the ash altar in the canvas bag in his arms.