"Grandpa, can I go up and take a look?" Tong Hua held great expectations and promised, "I won't move the things inside, I just take a look."
The old man saw that she was kind-looking and came twice.
So he nodded and agreed, "Three floors, you went up to the first room on the stairs. The door was not locked, and the lock was a little rusty."
"Yeah." Tong Hua nodded, "Thank you grandpa."
"Go and go." The old man said to her, really not prepared for her, and understood the purpose of her second visit.
It must be Zhang Gao, and she needs something, it shouldn't be as simple as her friend.
Zhang Gao is 70 years old, how could he have such a young friend?
Because the building is a bit dilapidated, no one lives upstairs, and Zhang Gaogang passed away, it is inevitable that he is a little cold.
So, before going upstairs, Tong Hua called out Xiaolong and Xiaohu at the door.
They accompanied Tong Hua upstairs together.
"Madam, be careful." The stairs were very narrow and covered with dust. They paid special attention to Tong Hua's feet, worried that she would step on the air.
The lady told me that no matter what happens, protecting the wife's safety is the first responsibility.
"You guys are careful, it's a little darker upstairs." Tong Hua was very careful, "The light was not very good."
Xiaolong walked in front, Tong Hua walked in the middle, and Xiaohu followed behind.
The three of them soon arrived on the third floor.
The old houses in the 1970s and 1980s were full of age. Not only were the walls a little mottled, but even the doors were painted off, and they were covered with dust everywhere.
The lighting on the third floor is not very good.
"It's this room." Tong Hua said to them.
The little dragon raised his hand to open the door. In the light passing through the window, he could clearly see dust particles rotating in the air.
The strong smell of moldy books was filled with, which was a little pungent, making people cough a few times.
Xiaolong raised his hand to block the block and said worriedly, "The air is not very fresh, there is a mask in the car. Can I go down and get it?"
"It doesn't matter." Tong Hua is not spoiled. "Help find a notebook? See if there are any handwritten diaries, essays, etc."
As she said that, she began to flip through the bookshelf herself, without disgusting that there was dust everywhere.
"good."
Xiaolong and Xiaohu acted together, and they began to search on the desk, in the drawer, on the bookshelf.
"Be careful that things should be put back in place, and never make things messy." Tong Hua reminded them that this is the minimum respect for Zhang Gao, even though he has passed away.
At this time, Lu Yuchuan drove to an address alone in order to help Tong Hua find his biological parents.
This family moved several times but couldn't contact her. She lost her daughter around 2004.
Buy the old house.
Lu Yuchuan walked into the dim corridor, came to the third floor, and knocked on the door politely.
After a while, a middle-aged woman opened the door.
Seeing the handsome guy in a suit and ties outside, she was stunned for a moment, just like the male protagonist in a TV series that had come into reality.
Too unreal!
"Hello, sister." Lu Yuchuan was gentle and gentle, with a faint smile on his face, "I want to ask you for some information about the previous house director."
"I don't have his contact information." The middle-aged woman was puzzled. "Someone came over and asked two days ago, why? Did he commit a crime?"
Without waiting for Lu Yuchuan to answer, the woman said clearly, "I don't know him. I bought this house and went through the formal process!"