Dragon Clan: Returning from Rebirth, My God Lu Mingfei Tu preaches the Tao

Behind the gray and white three-story building are rows of workshops, which have been in disrepair for a long time and are extremely dilapidated from the outside.

The rusty and mottled iron door is left open alone, and there are also large rusty and mottled machine tools inside. Because there is no light inside, it can only be illuminated by the afterglow from the flashlight of the uncle in the office. In the dim environment, these machine tools are like Disassembled blood vessels and nerves from a dead giant.

"Boy, you should have come here to find old Chu's relics. In fact, your father's character is really good. Although sometimes buckle and swish, but every time I eat stewed large intestine, he will bring me some stewed vegetables. Although Not rich, but more or less meaningful.

But I don’t eat his for nothing every time, and I always bring my little collection of good wine. Sometimes we drink for an hour or two, talking nonsense, and sometimes we drink too much, and almost get caught by the supervisor. Deductions were found.

Hahaha, thinking about those days is really pleasant. "

While leading the way, the middle-aged uncle told Chu Zihang Xia Mi about the past.

After all, in his cognition, Chu Tianjiao has been dead for many years, even if Chu Zihang is the son of old Chu, he should not be too sad, so he has no scruples in words, maybe talk about himself Chu Zihang might be more willing to listen to his father's past.

But Chu Zihang didn't say a word the whole time, his slightly drooping bangs covered his eyes, no one knew what this young man was thinking.

On the other hand, Xia Mi would ask a few questions from time to time.

The uncle turned his head to look at Chu Zihang behind him from time to time, and couldn't help feeling that Chu Tianjiao really didn't lie to him. Chu Zihang was not only handsome, but also had a calm temperament on his body.

It can only be said that Chu Tianjiao was able to give birth to such a son, but he did not have enough blessings.

In my impression, Chu Tianjiao is a good-for-nothing man, oh, maybe he is good-looking, but because he is always slovenly, he looks sloppy. He always likes to drink, likes to brag, and always likes to brag that he has a wife who can dance , Oh no, ex-wife.

Every time they drank together, Chu Tianjiao would 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, usually go to the club a few times with the boss, and occasionally go to the club in the city In aristocratic high school, looking at his so-called son, life is quite comfortable.

But looking back now, the middle-aged uncle suddenly felt that those words that Chu Tianjiao said in front of him alive and well, now felt a kind of illusory.

Because since that man had a car accident on that day, everything seemed to be broken, the place closed down, and the boss ran away. The original brilliant industrial site 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 sloppy man occasionally looks into the distance with deep eyes. People can't see through it, but when you are really startled by the other party's aura, the other party will turn that cheap face in an extremely philistine manner and ask you to borrow some money to spend. The guy would even take away the stewed pork plate angrily.

A few people walked through the desolate workshop, and after about five or six minutes, they arrived at the second basement floor. The stairs were dark, and the air was filled with a pungent musty smell. When the uncle first entered, he couldn't help coughing a few times. Voice.

Although he has been working here, he hasn't been here for many years.

Looking up, it looks like a warehouse, with various equipment parts piled up in the corner, and a door at the end. The lock on it is a little rusty, but it is not a big problem to open.

"It was originally a warehouse. When Lao Chu came to work on the first day, the boss asked me to arrange him to live here. Later, I brought him to buy a bedding. I have lived here for many years."

The uncle glanced at this warehouse, feeling a little emotional, "On the day of Lao Chu's car accident, he drove out in the morning, and when he passed by the gate, he said that when he came back, he would bring me a piece of braised large intestine. I warmly greeted him and prepared wine , but who would have thought that he had a car accident that day and never came back, and this basement has never been touched, it is still in the state he left that day.

However, people from other departments planned to pile up sundries here before, but I didn't agree, saying that the inside had already been filled with water, so they gave up. "

The middle-aged man said, and then handed a key to Chu Zihang.

"Thank you, uncle." The young man nodded.

"It's not necessary to thank you. If everything is still there, you can look for it slowly. I'll go back to the office first. After I find it, just return the key."

After speaking, the middle-aged uncle left first.

Only Chu Zihang and Xia Mi were 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 in the air, there is also a strong smell of kerosene. The uncle said that this smell has disappeared a lot. When the factory was in operation, the pungent smell here was the same as burning kerosene on site.

It is conceivable that in such a small warehouse, without even a window, living here for a long time, it is estimated that normal people will be depressed.

Originally, the uncle thought that Chu Tianjiao would run away after staying for a month or two at most, but who knew that he lived there for several years, and the reason why Chu Tianjiao didn't want to move out was mentioned by the uncle while thinking about it. Chu Tianjiao thought about saving as much money as he could, so that he could buy a house for his son and marry a wife in the future.

When he was talking, the uncle was full of emotion, feeling sorry for the parents of the world, but Xia Mi looked at Chu Zihang, but found that the other party had a calm face, which can be said to be without any disturbance.

But now Chu Zihang stood silently in this basement, looking very lonely.

The arrangement of these furniture is not complicated, even a little simple, a double bed, a desk and chair for writing, a bedside table, and a small refrigerator, other than that, there is no other furniture.

There was a steel wire in one corner of the room, which seemed to be used for drying clothes, and a jacket was hanging from it.

Chu Zihang knew this dress, it was worn by Chu Tianjiao when he taught him how to ride a motorcycle. The man was wearing sunglasses, riding a motorcycle he borrowed from somewhere, whistling like a rock n’ roll whistle, but once Chu Zihang When learning the motorcycle almost hit a tree, Chu Tianjiao in the back seat never dared to blow it.

Now this jacket is still hanging here. It can be imagined that the man intends to dry it before wearing it, but he never thought of leaving it forever, so this jacket is also hanging here.

In addition, although this room looks a bit cramped, it is actually not chaotic.

It's hard to imagine that there is such a sloppy man, not only all kinds of items are neatly stacked, even the bedding is neatly stacked.

Chu Tianjiao's disguise has always been perfect. In front of outsiders, he looks sloppy like a failed and lazy man, but here, in this small world alone, he is extremely self-disciplined.

The reason why Chu Zihang came here was to see if he could find anything. Although he might find nothing, he still came.

The uncle said that Chu Tianjiao did not come back the day of 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 the man’s real inner world. exposed.

If something can be found here, it must be a very reliable clue.

Chu Zihang paced slowly along the wall, and every time he walked, he even reached out and pressed the surrounding bricks, trying to see if there was any secret channel mechanism, but after searching, he didn't notice anything.

There is a family portrait next to the bedside table. The woman in the photo is beautiful and beautiful. It is Chu Zihang's mother. The little boy is about four or five years old. He looks solemn at a young age. Chu Zihang, while the man was wearing a white shirt, woolen trousers and oiled hair, but he was proudly hugging the slender waist of the woman beside him.

With a son who started to show his talents and a beautiful wife, Chu Tianjiao at that time must have been looking forward to the future.

Chu Zihang thought to himself.

He came to the desk and sat on a chair beside it.

The writing desk was very tidy, and there were some magazines neatly placed on it, such as "Story Club" and "Friends", etc. Chu Zihang opened a book of story clubs, and immediately dropped a lot of receipts from the interlayer of pages.

There are tickets for watching the dance troupe, and there are tickets for two people to watch movies. The names of Chu Tianjiao and Su Xiaoyan are also displayed on them. These are the testimonies of their love in the past. I didn't expect that the men still kept these tickets.

Just when Chu Zihang was feeling emotional, the receipts of the so-called Foot Washing City massage shop fell from the interlayer of the book, and the hot cover on it made people have some charming thoughts.

Chu Zihang put the story back in silently, and stuffed the bills into the interlayer by the way.

There is also a notebook on the table that should be used to write a diary.

Chu Zihang opened the diary, and found that it was not a diary, but recorded some trivial things, such as when the boss went to the foot-washing city, and which braised large intestine tasted pure, and even owed the middle-aged The uncle's accounts are all ten and twenty yuan, but I remember that they are very regular.

In addition, there were living expenses that were sent to their mother and child every month in the past, but after his mother Su Xiaoyan married his current father, Chu Zihang has never been short of living expenses, even though the youth never wanted over these.

The sound of jingling bells suddenly sounded.

It was Xia Mi who curiously opened the small refrigerator, and there were actually several bottles of beer and an unfinished portion of stewed intestines inside. When the door was opened, a rotten smell spread across the surface.

Xia Mi couldn't help covering her nose and fanning the wind.

Chu Zihang withdrew his gaze and put the diary into the inside pocket of the windbreaker.

Then he got up and walked out of the basement.

"Hey, hey, brother, wait for me."

Xia Mi hurriedly followed out.

"Uncle, thank you very much."

In the bankruptcy liquidation office, Chu Zihang returned here again, and handed the key to the basement to the middle-aged uncle again.

But along with the key, there was an envelope.

"This is?"

The middle-aged man opened a gap in the envelope, and immediately saw a stack of banknotes lying inside, "Boy, what do you mean?"

"Uncle, thank you for protecting that basement all these years, the money is my reward." Chu Zihang said calmly.

"Oh, this is what it should be. After all, Lao Chu is also my friend for many years. Let's all... Hey, hey, boy, don't go, I haven't finished yet."

The middle-aged uncle originally wanted to reject the money, but before he finished speaking, Chu Zihang turned around and left.

"Goodbye, uncle."

Xia Mi smiled at the uncle, and then left with Chu Zihang.

"...Old Chu has a good son. That beautiful girl should be his girlfriend, but Old Chu doesn't have the good fortune to enjoy his son's happiness."

The middle-aged man stuffed the envelope into his arms while feeling emotional.

……

The locomotive is driving on the road, its speed is not fast, like a firefly on a dark long road, it is floating, and it does not know where it is flying.

After driving for a full ten minutes, Chu Zihang drove without saying a word, and the atmosphere was somewhat dull.

"Brother..."

Xia Mi leaned forward slightly, ready to say something to Chu Zihang.

"I don't need to say words of comfort, I'm fine." Chu Zihang said calmly against the wind.

The wind blew his bangs, hiding his black eyes in his messy hair.

Xia Mi in the back seat couldn't help laughing and said: "I didn't want to say anything to comfort you, senior brother, who are you, you are a fierce man who dares to kill even the Dragon King, and you don't even care about the temptation of the Dragon Girl , I just want to say, why don't we go for a skewer."

"Squeeze?" Chu Zihang was a little surprised.

"Yes, all kinds of meat, vegetables, seafood, don't let go of what you can, and drink some beer by the way." Xia Mi's face was full of anticipation, her beautiful eyes glowed in the dark, like a greedy cat of.

It is said that after eating dumplings at Aunt Lu Mingfei’s house, I always feel full and greasy. If I have some spicy skewers at this time, it may stimulate the peristalsis and absorption of the gastric mucosa and help the digestion of the previous food.

Well, the above is all nonsense, the main thing is gluttony, even if you are passed out from being overwhelmed by dumplings, you still want to enjoy a few skewers at that moment.

Chu Zihang was silent for a while, "Yes, I know there is a good kebab shop in the city, and this place should not be closed."

"Alright, my lovely senior brother, I will definitely reward you with two big waists." 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, his face turned dark.

"Farewell, senior brother, I was just joking, I promise you will eat whatever you like when you get there." Xia Mi hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Sit still."

Chu Zihang said something sullenly, then turned the accelerator, and the locomotive roared under him, galloping towards the distance like an arrow.

"En!"

Xia Mi hugged Chu Zihang's waist, leaning against the young man's back, smiling sweetly.

Chu Zihang twisted a few times, but Xia Mi was still 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 was getting faster and faster.

Under the moonlight, boys and girls are sitting on locomotives, galloping along the road, and far ahead, the small coastal city is brightly lit, like a burning torch in the dark.