After finishing a cigarette and drinking half of a cup of tea, the security guard came in with four nagging old men.
Du Da immediately took out a hundred yuan and handed it to the security guard. After the security guard took it, he immediately handed the money to one of the four old men.
"You still don't believe me after I told you! Keep it and answer the police carefully. Don't tell lies and lie to people about smoking. Otherwise, even if you are older, you will be jailed for spreading rumors."
Du Dayong just smiled and dispersed the cigarettes for the four old men, and then asked the four old men to sit down.
"Uncles, we are criminal police officers from the Donglu Provincial Department. My surname is Du, and these are my colleagues. We mainly want to know about Cui Erquan, who used to live here."
Several old men looked at each other, and the old man who took the money said.
"We don't have Cui Erquan here? Do you have any photos or anything?"
Du Dayong then remembered and quickly took out the photos of Cui Erquan's life.
"Take a look, does this look a bit like He Jia?"
The old man looked at the photo from a distance before passing it to the other old men.
"Like! His facial features are a bit similar to his father Dazhu!"
"He looks like a young man from the Dazhu family."
"It should be that boy from Hejia."
Du Dayong sounded a little confused! Is the identity of co-author Cui Erquan fake?
"Is there anyone else in their family?"
"If this is combined, then the old Cui family will not be considered the last one!"
"Cui Dazhu has three children, two boys and one girl. His wife died early and came to us from Xishan Province to escape famine. It was the winter of the 1960s. There was no coal to light a fire at home, so he went to the next door to collect coal for the winter.
However, the place where they were dug collapsed, and more than a dozen of them were buried at that time. The county next door sent people to dig for a long time, but they couldn't dig them out, and they were evacuated after two days."
Du Dayong knew it was very troublesome as soon as he heard it.
There are too many variables here! It’s still unclear whether Cui Erquan is Cui Hejia. What if they look alike? What’s more, there are no relatives left, and there is no DNA comparison.
"We don't know very well. At that time, the four of us were working in the county. This is what we heard from others. Only by asking Xi Weishu to come can we know more about it."
Du Dayong looked at the security guard and said.
"Can you take us there? Since there are no clues here, let's go to that stream and visit Uncle Wei's house?"
The security guard sighed and nodded.
"Okay! But Uncle Xiwei has a bad temper, so you should be more careful what you say."
Du Dayong nodded quickly, and then urged the security guard to lead the way.
After leaving the village committee, I walked for five or six minutes before arriving at the door of a mud house. The security guard knocked on the door and shouted.
"Uncle Xiwei, have you slept?"
"Who are you?"
"I am a successful village security guard!"
"What's going on?"
"A Donglu detective came here to inquire about Cui Dazhu and Cui Hejia."
There was no sound in the room at this time, but after a while the door opened.
"Come in! There aren't many stools at home, so just sit on the kang."
Du Dayong sat down here and quickly handed over the photo.
The old man found a pair of reading glasses and put them on.
"This looks like He Jia, but it just looks like He Jia. There is a copper coin mole on He Jia's left leg. Can you check this?"
Du Dayong thought about it quickly, but Qiao Chuan said immediately.
"No! That's for sure."
When Du Dayong heard this, his heart became cold.
"But this child looks like the child that Dazhu adopted at that time. He also ran here from Xishan Province. It seems that his parents died on the way and asked Dazhu to pick him up. It seems that there is a fate. That child and Dazhu's family
The children really look like each other, especially Hejia, but later Dazhu was sent to dig coal in Xinghe County next door. At that time, a strong laborer really couldn't feed so many children! I have seen that child many times,
There was a cut behind the right ear, which was caused by a bamboo shuttle. It left a scar. It was not big, about two or three centimeters. I gave it the medicine at the time."
Du Dayong looked at Qiao Chuan, who nodded quickly.
"Uncle, what is that child's name?"
"Shanquan, this is a nickname. It should be called Cui Shanquan later! However, the household registration is not with us, it seems to be in Xinghe County, Ulan City. You can go and check, there are few children here, Dazhu was also
Thinking about the salary that the child paid him for digging coal, it seems that at that time, the coal mines gave him eight yuan a month, twenty-four kilograms of food stamps, but two meals were included. At that time, many people from Xishan came to Xinghe County.
They were all heading to the capital, but later they were not allowed to go, so most of them had to end up halfway. Those whose parents died halfway, basically stayed there to dig coal."
"That's all I know! As I get older, if things are not particularly important, I really can't remember them clearly."
When Du Dayong heard this, he quickly asked.
"Every member of the Cui family is bored. Why hasn't anything happened to Cui Shanquan?"
"Well! I heard from others that this guy is also a good fortune teller. He was so hungry that he didn't go to work."
"Don't ask about many things. It's been decades and I can remember a lot of things. My suggestion to you is to go to Xinghe County to have a look and ask around. It's better than here. At that time, that
The coal mine was also called Cuijia Mine, and it is now a small coal kiln. The mine manager seems to be named Cui Fuxi. Go and look for him there. I really don’t know much about that guy here. Hejia is about the same. After all, I have seen the big one since I was a kid.
"
Du Dayong knew as soon as he heard that there was no good news here, so he could only leave two packs of cigarettes and left.