The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1742 Anyang
Anyang.

A small city about [-] kilometers away from the East China Sea in a straight line, has nothing to do with prosperity, and it is even more incomparable with the East China Sea. In all city rankings, it is counted outside the third line, but although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs.

Although there is no airport, there is a train station.

After learning that Yao Chenxi hurried back to his hometown with his children, Li Futu immediately booked a bus ticket and followed him to Anyang.

Small cities beyond the third line, except for the airport, naturally do not have any subways. Li Futu stepped out of the train station, squeezed out from a crowd of dealers yelling with a local accent whether they want to take a car, and got in a specially set up taxi. At the waiting gate, a taxi was stopped.

"Master, go to Sun City."

This is the address Yue Ya gave him, the name of a community, which is Yao Chenxi's real home.

The taxi drove him away from the train station quickly.

This city is indeed not big, which can be seen from the orderly traffic flow on the road. In Donghai, it is rare to encounter a time when there is no traffic jam.

"Young man, you are not from the local area, are you?"

While waiting for the red light, the taxi driver suddenly asked.

Li Futu said: "How do you know?"

"In Anyang, the locals rarely speak Mandarin."

Li Futu was stunned, then nodded and said: "I came from the East China Sea."

"Passing by, or..."

Li Futu was silent for a while, then said with a light smile, "Visiting friends."

"Do you smoke?"

The driver took out a pack of cigarettes.

Li Futu asked: "Can you smoke in the car?"

The driver grinned, generously took out a cigarette and handed it over.

"Our small city doesn't have as many rules as your big city."

Cigarettes are not good cigarettes, but this human touch is precious.

Li Futu, who seldom smoked, did not reject the enthusiasm of the Anyang people, and lit the cigarette and the fire.

The driver also lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth. The road was wild and he drove with one hand in a chic posture. On the way from the train station to Sun City Community, he talked a lot with Li Futu.

Li Futu was also talking and laughing. From the taxi driver, he could tell that although Anyang was not big and not prosperous, the people here were quite happy.

This is the difference between a small city and a big city.

On the bus in a small city, you can often meet acquaintances, or listen to other people chatting, making money, and parents have short stories.

In the subway of the metropolis, everyone is well-dressed, but their faces are dignified and they are silent.

A small city has the warmth and warmth of a small city, and a big city has the strict rules of a big city.

Just like the taxi driver said, even if he won the lottery one day, he would not want to live in a place like Donghai, which runs counter to the ideas of many young people who yearn to go to the big city.

This is just a matter of choice, no one is wrong, the most important thing is to know exactly what you want.

Some people are always envious of others living in Rome, but never ask others whether they like Rome or not.

"Here we are, this is it."

Perhaps because Li Futu was pleasing to the eye, this taxi driver did not take a long detour like the local drivers who often deceive foreigners. He drove from the train station and charged 26 yuan for the meter.

This is already far away in Anyang, because the train station is built in the suburbs, and Anyang people usually take a taxi, which usually costs about ten yuan.

Li Futu also didn't make a show of taking out a hundred oceans and saying that he didn't want to look for it anymore, but the driver even wiped off the change of one yuan for him.

After paying the bill and getting out of the car, the driver quickly stepped on the accelerator and went to pick up the next job.

Li Futu stood on the side of the road and looked towards the community ahead.

There is a retro sculpture at the gate of the community, a knight riding a horse, holding a spear in his hand, and there is a small fountain next to it.

From the appearance, this community should be considered relatively high-end in Anyang.

Although there is access control, but the supervision is not so strict, Li Futu easily mixed in with several household heads.

According to the address given by Yue Ya, Li Futu found Unit [-] of Building Nine, and then pretended not to bring the key card. After waiting for a few minutes, he finally waited for someone to come out of the building. He took the opportunity to enter the building, and took the elevator to the tenth building. five floors.

Before departure, he sent a text message to Yao Chenxi, but the other party did not respond. On the train to Anyang, he sent a few more messages, but without exception, there was no response.

He knew that this way of going directly to the door was rather abrupt and rude, but it was impossible for him to let Yao Chenxi face this with the child alone.

Compared with rumors from the outside world, discrimination or even insults from relatives are undoubtedly more likely to cause a person to collapse.

After finding the house in 1504, Li Futu stood at the door for a while, then raised his hand and knocked on the door.

No one opened the door.

He increased his strength again.

But no one responded.

According to the logic, Yao Chenxi started earlier than him, so he should definitely be home by now.

Just when Li Futu wondered if Yue Ya gave him the wrong address, the resident behind him seemed to be startled by his knock on the door, and the door was opened.

"Boy, who are you looking for?"

What came out was an old lady with gray hair.

Li Futu turned around and asked politely, "Hello, is this Yao Chenxi's home?"

"Are you looking for girl Yao? That girl hasn't come back for several years."

The old lady's response undoubtedly made Li Futu sure that he did not go to the wrong place.

"Then her parents are not at home?"

"Her parents?"

The old lady let out a long sigh.

"Young man, you came at the wrong time. Their family should be in the hospital now."

"Hospital?"

Li Futu frowned, and immediately asked, "Is anyone sick?"

"It's not sick."

The old lady shook her head.

"It's because of the demolition of their old house..."

After speaking, the old lady stopped suddenly, looked at Li Futu and asked, "By the way, young man, what is your relationship with that girl Chen Xi?"

"I'm her friend, passing through Anyang, so I came to visit."

"That's it."

The old lady nodded, then sighed.

"Then you'd better not delay here. No one will come back to their house for a while. Go to the hospital before it's too late."

When Li Futu heard this, his heart sank.

Although the old lady didn't speak clearly, judging from her expression and tone, it seemed that the situation was not optimistic.

Li Futu really did not expect this point.

"Excuse me, do you know which hospital it is? I haven't been able to contact Chen Xi yet."

"That child is definitely not in the mood to answer the phone now, and I don't know why their good family has become like this."

The old lady sighed, and then told Li Futu about the hospital ward.

Li Futu thanked him, stopped staying here, and left the community without stopping to rush to the hospital.

(End of this chapter)