Jin Tang

Chapter 12
"What's the matter with crying and mourning? When I was in glory, you all followed me to enjoy the benefits, but now you don't care about anything, and you hide one by one when you encounter trouble." Su Chuang reprimanded his head and face.

"Don't be too happy for those who are not selected. If you don't work hard, you may not even have this kind of opportunity one day. Let's all get kicked out of the car dealership. Let's cheer up, how much can we do?" How much ability. Otherwise, when the shopkeeper asks, don't blame me for disregarding the old feelings."

The coachmen were as silent as quails.Seeing this, Su Chuang's face became more gloomy, and he wanted to order two more, but found that all the coachmen were dodging their eyes, only the new coachman, Mo Yang, was swaying there with a calm expression.

Su Chuang raised his hand and stroked the beard on his chin, and asked Mo Yang with a flicker of his eyes, "Mr. Mo, the car dealership is in urgent need of employment. Since you don't have any intention of being a driver here for a long time, go get this man." This trip will not have much impact on you, who is a short-term driver. So how about you being one of the people who went to the autopsy?"

Er Fu really wanted to explain a few words of refusal for Mo Yang, but he didn't dare to intervene, so he could only look at Mo Yang sympathetically without saying a word.

Mo Yang was full of joy in his heart, and purposely wandered around in front of Su Chuang, just to achieve such a result. Ever since he heard that the boy's body was found, he had been thinking about going to the scene to see the situation.

Therefore, without any resistance, Mo Yang went back honestly and took the yellow skinny horse.

Although the yellow and thin horse was still a little tired after pulling a group of guests, it was still very docile, and did not show any impatience with Mo Yang's involvement, so he gave Mo Yang a gentle hug.

This is because in the past two days, Mo Yang paid for it and fed it a lot of coarse fodder, and kindly helped it groom its hair, so it is more obedient to Mo Yang.

Before, Mo Yang was a little unconfident because he had never driven a car before. At this time, he pulled a group of guests. Now that the yellow and thin horse with many years of experience in pulling a car is so tame, he feels that he can handle it. The job of a coachman is gone.

When Mo Yang packed up everything and went out, the sky was very overcast, and it was so stuffy that people couldn't breathe.

And the terrifying black clouds in the east were still rolling over layer by layer, and the whole street was gloomy.

Standing by the gate were three very ordinary people.

The first one was a middle-aged man, who was actually not very old, but the hardships of life made him look old.

But the texture of the clothes still looks quite solid and smooth. Although they are not brand new clothes, there are no patches on them, which is enough to show that his family is still rich and not too poor.

The grey-haired woman next to him looked even more haggard, pale with shock, and leaned softly on the young woman next to him with an untenable look.

"It's hard work, sir, to take a walk with us." The middle-aged man bowed his hands politely to Mo Yang, "If it is confirmed later that he is indeed a child in the family, I have to trouble you to help me bring him back... Thank you for your hard work. Besides, we know the rules."

Mo Yang cupped his hands to express his gratitude, and then took the initiative to step forward and lift the curtain of the frame for them.

The middle-aged man helped the gray-haired woman into the car, and after the young woman also got in, he didn't enter the car, but sat next to Mo Yang who was driving.

The hooves of yellow and thin Madada resounded in the street.

In winter, people tend to become lazy and unwilling to move, not to mention the cold weather, there are fewer pedestrians on the street.

On the deserted street, except for the occasional pedestrians in a hurry, there is no noise.

But for Mo Yang, this journey was not peaceful, because in the carriage behind him there were always uncontrollable sobs like a wounded beast, and the young woman's comforting voice with the same cry.

"Oh! I made you laugh." The middle-aged man next to Mo Yang sighed heavily, "You only have one son when you are middle-aged, but you don't want to be taken away by thieves..."

The man choked up and couldn't speak any more.

"Master, don't panic," Mo Yang comforted dryly with a heavy heart, "Perhaps the body the government found wasn't your child..."

He also knew that in this situation, no amount of consolation could stop the pain in the other party's heart, and no words could warm up the bone-chilling coldness of losing a child.

The middle-aged man took out a bunch of copper coins from his pocket and stuffed them to Mo Yang, and said sincerely: "Now I am far away from the car dealership, please accept this kindness, and I hope it is not my child. If unfortunately it is really he……"

As he spoke, his tone was a little choked up: "If it was him, I have to trouble you to help bring it back."

Arrived at the destination, it was an abandoned wasteland in the city, and some refugees' sheds were built nearby.

The excrement of these temporary residents mixed with the peculiar smell in the roadside gutter, which irritated Mo Yang's nasal cavity.

There are two main ways to discharge the domestic sewage of residents in Qidi, one is the sewage channel, and the other is the infiltration well.

Like the aqueduct, every residential quarter and every street will dig a sewage canal to lead to the river outside the city.

Next to every street and next to the walls of every square, there are also sewage channels, and most of them are open drains.

It's not bad in winter now, but if it's spring and summer, it is conceivable that there must be a flood of flies and insects.

The residential area where this piece of wasteland is located is not large, with a length of more than 500 meters from north to south and a width of more than 500 meters from east to west.

There are high rammed earth square walls on all sides, and there are two cross avenues in the square, with doors open on all sides.

The main street in Qidi has not been completely paved with stone bricks, let alone the side road that Mo Yang's yellow and thin carriage is driving at this time, which is completely a bumpy dirt road.

However, its rammed earth layer is very solid and thick, and the road is very wide, with a length of 15 meters.

Not far forward, I saw a large group of people gathered near a ditch.

The yamen servants and subordinate officials that Mo Yang saw on the way to see off the guests before, all of them were holding tools.

The yamen servants yelled at the people who came to identify the corpses to obey the order. An elderly subordinate staff held a piece of paper in his hand, and the people he called went up to identify them door by door.

It was a fluke to find that people who were not their children were in pain, but this pain and suffering turned into wailing, and their crying echoed in the world.

There are also some common people who refused to leave even though they were identified. Parents who were eager to find their children even knelt down in front of the subordinate officials, begging them to help them find them.

Mo Yang turned his head and couldn't bear to look any further, he walked in front to help open the way, and the three guests he pulled over also flocked to the front.

(End of this chapter)