Behind the gray and white three-story building are rows of workshops, which have been in disrepair for many years and look extremely dilapidated from the outside.
The rusty iron door was left open alone, and there were also large rusty machine tools inside. Because there was no light inside, it could only be illuminated by the residual light from the flashlight of the office man. In the dim environment, these machine tools looked like
The dissected blood vessels and nerves from the dead giant.
"Boy, you should be here to find Lao Chu's relics. In fact, your father is a really good character. Although he sometimes squirms, he always brings me some braised vegetables every time he eats braised intestines. Although
Not rich, but more or less meaningful.
But every time I don’t eat his food for nothing, I also bring my collection of fine wine. Sometimes we drink for an hour or two, talking nonsense. Sometimes we drink too much and almost get kicked out by the supervisor.
Found that money was being deducted.
Hahaha, it’s really nice to think about those days.”
The middle-aged uncle led the way while telling Chu Zihang and Xia Mi about the past.
After all, in his understanding, Chu Tianjiao has been dead for many years. Even if Chu Zihang is Lao Chu's son, he shouldn't be too sad, so he has no scruples in speaking. Maybe he can talk about himself.
Chu Zihang might be more willing to listen to his father's past.
However, Chu Zihang remained silent throughout the entire process, with his slightly drooped bangs covering his eyes. No one knew what this young man was thinking.
On the other hand, Xia Mi on the side would ask a few questions from time to time.
The uncle occasionally turned to look at Chu Zihang behind him, and couldn't help but sigh, Chu Tianjiao really didn't lie to him, Chu Zihang was not only handsome, but also had a calm temperament, which made him look like a dragon or a phoenix among people.
It can only be said that Chu Tianjiao was not blessed enough to give birth to such a son.
In my impression, Chu Tianjiao is a good-for-nothing man. Oh, he may be good-looking, but because he is always unkempt, he looks slovenly. He always loves to drink, brag, and always brags that he has a wife who can dance.
,Oh no, ex-wife.
Every time they drink together, Chu Tianjiao will sigh with emotion from time to time, but in summary, this man has no dreams at all. He can drink a little wine every day, go to clubs with his boss a few times, and occasionally go to the city.
Noble high school, looking at his so-called son, life is quite comfortable.
But thinking back on it now, the middle-aged uncle suddenly felt that the words Chu Tianjiao was jumping around in front of him now felt ethereal.
Because since that man had a car accident that day, everything seemed to have been interrupted, the place closed down, and the boss ran away. The once glorious industrial powerhouse was almost abandoned in just a few days, as if everything was a dream.
Including Chu Tianjiao.
Sometimes the uncle chats with Chu Tianjiao. This seemingly decadent and slovenly man occasionally looks into the distance with deep eyes, as if he has drunk too much, and seems to be hiding many stories, like a man shrouded in fog, which makes
People can't see through it, but when you are really surprised by the other person's aura, the other person will turn that mean face and ask you to borrow a small amount of money to spend. If you really can't get it,
This guy would even take the braised pork plate away with him in anger.
A few people walked through the desolate workshop and arrived at the second underground floor in about five or six minutes. The stairs were dark and there was a pungent musty smell in the air. When the uncle first entered, he couldn't help but cough a few times.
Voice.
Although he has been working here, he has not been here for several years.
Looking up, it looks like a warehouse, with various equipment parts stacked in the corner. At the end is a door. The lock on it is a little rusty, but it is not a big problem to open.
"This place was originally a warehouse. When Lao Chu came to work on his first day, the boss asked me to arrange for him to live here. Later I even bought him a bedding, and he stayed there for many years."
The uncle glanced at the warehouse and said with some emotion, "On the day of Lao Chu's car accident, he drove out in the morning. When he passed by the gate, he said that he would bring me some braised intestines when he came back. I greeted him warmly and he would prepare wine.
, but who would have thought that he would have a car accident that day and never come back, and this basement has never been touched, and it is still in the same state as when he left it that day.
However, people from other departments planned to pile up debris here before, but I didn’t agree and said that water was already inside, so they gave up.”
The middle-aged man said, and then handed a key to Chu Zihang.
"Thank you, uncle." The young man nodded.
"No need to thank you. If everything is still there, you can look for it slowly. I'll go back to the office first. I'll just return the key after I've found it."
After saying that, the middle-aged uncle left first.
Chu Zihang and Xia Mi were the only ones left in the basement.
It was obvious that Chu Zihang was depressed, and Xia Mi didn't say anything to disturb him.
In addition to the pungent musty smell, there is also a strong smell of kerosene in the air. The uncle said that this smell has disappeared a lot. In the past, when the factory was operating, the pungent smell here was like burning kerosene on site.
It is conceivable that living here all the time in such a small warehouse without even a window would probably lead to depression for normal people over time.
Originally, the uncle thought that Chu Tianjiao would run away after living for a month or two at most, but who knew that he later lived there for several years, and the reason why Chu Tianjiao was unwilling to move out, the uncle mentioned while thinking about it all the way, saying that it was
Chu Tianjiao thought about saving as much money as he could to buy a house for his son and marry him in the future.
When he said this, the uncle had a look of emotion on his face, pitying the hearts of parents in the world. However, Xia Mi looked at Chu Zihang and found that the other person had a calm face, which could be said to be completely untroubled.
But now Chu Zihang stood silently in this basement, looking very lonely.
The furnishings of these furniture are not complicated, even a little simple. There is a double bed, a set of desks and chairs for writing, a bedside table, and a small refrigerator. Apart from this, there is no other furniture.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! There is a steel wire in the corner of the room, which seems to be used to dry clothes, and there is a jacket hanging on it.
Chu Zihang knew this piece of clothing. He wore it when Chu Tianjiao taught him how to ride a motorcycle. The man wore sunglasses and rode a motorcycle he borrowed from who knows where. He was whistling rock and roll, but once Chu Zihang
When he almost crashed into a tree while learning to ride a motorcycle, Chu Tianjiao in the back seat never dared to blow again.
This jacket is still hanging here. It can be imagined that the man planned to dry it before wearing it, but he never thought about leaving it forever, so this piece of clothing is hanging here.
In addition, although this room looks a bit small, it is not messy.
It is hard to imagine that he is such a sloppy man. Not only are various items neatly stacked, but even the bedding is neatly stacked.
Chu Tianjiao's disguise has always been perfect. In front of outsiders, he looks sloppy and looks like a failed and lazy man. But here, in this small world of solitude, he is extremely self-disciplined.
The reason why Chu Zihang came here was to see if he could find anything. Although it was very likely that he would find nothing, he still came.
The uncle said that Chu Tianjiao never came back the day he had the car accident. In fact, the man didn’t know that he would meet Odin, so he went out as usual, and everything here was without any pretense, it was completely the man’s true inner world
of exposure.
If something can be found here, it must be a very reliable clue.
Chu Zihang walked slowly along the wall. Everywhere he went, he even reached out and pressed the surrounding bricks, trying to see if there were any secret passages. However, after searching, he found nothing.
There is a family photo next to the bedside table. The woman in the photo is bright and beautiful. That is Chu Zihang's mother. The little boy is about four or five years old. His expression is solemn at a young age, like a little scholar. He is the youngest
Chu Zihang, the man was wearing a white shirt and woolen trousers, with his hair slicked back, but he was proudly hugging the slender waist of the woman next to him.
With a son who was beginning to show his talent and a beautiful wife, Chu Tianjiao at that time must also have been looking forward to the future.
Chu Zihang thought to himself.
He came to the writing desk and sat on a chair on the side.
The desk was very tidy, with some magazines neatly placed on it, such as "Story Club", "Friends", etc. Chu Zihang opened a book of Story Club, and a lot of bills suddenly fell from the pages.
There were tickets for watching the dance troupe and tickets for two people to watch the movie. The names of Chu Tianjiao and Su Xiaoyan were also displayed on them. These were witnesses of their love. Unexpectedly, the man still kept these tickets.
Just when Chu Zihang was sighing in his heart, bills for the so-called massage parlors in Foot Washing City fell from the middle of the book. The hot covers on them couldn't help but make people have some charming thoughts.
Chu Zihang silently put the story session back together and stuffed the bills into the mezzanine.
There is also a notebook on the table that should be used for writing a diary.
Chu Zihang opened the diary and found that it was not a diary, but recorded some trivial things, such as the day the boss went to the foot washing city, which braised intestines had the purest taste, and even the middle-aged man he owed.
Each of the uncle's accounts was in the amount of ten yuan and twenty, but he remembered it to be very orderly.
In addition, there was also the monthly living expenses that had to be sent to their mother and son in the past, but since her mother Su Xiaoyan married her current father, Chu Zihang has never been short of living expenses, even though the young man never wanted
Go through these.
The clanging sound of jingling bells suddenly sounded.
It was Xia Mi who curiously opened the small refrigerator. There were actually a few bottles of beer and an uneaten portion of braised large intestine. As soon as he opened the door, the rotten smell immediately filled the air.
Xia Mi couldn't help but cover his nose and fan himself.
Chu Zihang withdrew his gaze and put the diary into the inner pocket of his windbreaker.
Then he got up and walked out of the basement.
"Hey, hey, senior brother, wait for me."
Xia Mi quickly followed out.
"Uncle, thank you very much."
Chu Zihang returned to the bankruptcy and liquidation office and handed the basement key to the middle-aged uncle again.
But along with the key, there was an envelope.
"This is?"
The middle-aged man opened a slit in the envelope and immediately saw a stack of banknotes lying inside, "Boy, what do these mean?"
"Uncle, thank you for protecting that basement all these years. This money is my reward." Chu Zihang said calmly.
"Oh, this is what it should be. After all, Lao Chu has been my friend for many years. Let's all... Hey, hey, hey, don't leave, young man. I haven't finished talking yet."
The middle-aged uncle originally wanted to refuse the money, but before he could finish his words, Chu Zihang turned around and left.
"Goodbye, uncle."
Xia Mi smiled at his uncle and left with Chu Zihang.
"...Lao Chu has a good son. That beautiful girl should be his girlfriend, but Lao Chu is not lucky enough to enjoy the happiness of his son."
The middle-aged man sighed while stuffing the envelope into his arms.
…
The motorcycle was driving on the road, and its speed was not very fast. It was like a firefly on a long dark road, floating in the air and not knowing where it was flying.
After driving for about ten minutes, Chu Zihang drove without saying a word, and the atmosphere was a bit dull.
"Senior brother..."
Xia Mi leaned forward slightly, preparing to say something to Chu Zihang.
"No need to say comforting words, I'm fine." Chu Zihang faced the wind and said calmly.
The wind blew up his bangs, hiding his dark eyes in the messy hair.
Xia Mi in the back seat couldn't help laughing and said: "I don't want to say anything to comfort you. Senior brother, who are you? You are a man who dares to kill even the Dragon King, and you don't even disdain the temptation of the Dragon Girl.
Gu, I just want to say, how about we go get some skewers."
"Lu skewers?" Chu Zihang was a little surprised.
"Yes, all kinds of meat, vegetables, seafood, whatever you can fuck, don't let go, and drink some beer by the way." Xia Mi's face was filled with anticipation, and his beautiful eyes were fluorescent in the dark, like a greedy cat.
of.
It is said that after eating dumplings at Aunt Lu Mingfei's house, I always feel tired. If I try some spicy skewers at this time, it may stimulate the peristalsis and absorption of the gastric mucosa and help digest the previous food.
Okay, okay, the above is all nonsense, mainly because of gluttony. Even if I pass out from being stuffed with dumplings, I still want to eat a few skewers at that moment to enjoy myself.
Chu Zihang was silent for a while, "Okay, I know there is a good shop in the city, and it shouldn't be closed at this location."
"Okay, my lovely senior brother, I will definitely reward you with two big waists when the time comes." Xia Mi cheered.
"Junior Sister Xia Mi, if you keep talking nonsense, I won't go." Chu Zihang seemed to have thought of something when he heard Yaozi, and his face turned dark.
"No, senior brother, I was just joking, I guarantee you will eat whatever you like when you get there." Xia Mi quickly begged for mercy.
"Sit tight."
Chu Zihang said something dull, then turned the accelerator, and the motorcycle underneath him roared, speeding away into the distance like an arrow.
"Yeah!"
Xia Mi hugged Chu Zihang's waist, pressed his face against the young man's back, and smiled sweetly.
Chu Zihang twisted a few times, but Xia Mi stuck to his back like a piece of dog skin plaster. In the end, he had no choice but to give up, but the speed of the car became faster and faster.
Under the moonlight, boys and girls sat on motorcycles and sped along the road. Far far ahead, the small coastal town was brightly lit, like a burning torch in the darkness.