Baojian

Chapter 433 Childhood Brother
"Boss, I think those little brothers and sisters are about the same age as me, so they should be adults now, right?"

Hearing Boss Hu talking about the past, Qin Feng's nose couldn't help feeling a little sour, and he quickly changed the subject, saying: "I played with them when I was young, I wonder how the two of them are doing now?"

"It's gone, it's gone, and I don't know if it's still alive now."

Boss Hu shook his head and said, "The older one is called Qin Feng. He was sentenced to prison for killing the two brothers of the Sun family back then. The younger girl is lost and I don't know where she is now."

After Qin Feng was imprisoned, the Liu family had searched for Qin Jia's whereabouts, so everyone in the town knew about Qin Jia's disappearance, and a kind-hearted person like Boss Hu would also help inquire about Qin Jia. news.

"Both of them, haven't they come back?"

Qin Feng asked what he wanted to ask the most, because he knew that if his sister came back to this small town, she might also come to this biscuit shop, right?Because for my younger sister, the memory left here is undoubtedly the deepest.

"No, the older one should have been released from prison, and never came back."

Boss Hu sighed, and said: "The young girl must be only eight or nine years old at that time. Although I remember things, the society was very chaotic at that time. Who knows if she is still alive. The family surnamed Sun really committed crimes... ..."

In the early 90s, homeless children could be seen almost everywhere in every city, and it is unknown how many children quietly lost their lives in garbage dumps or in some deserted suburbs due to hunger and cold.

"Boss, haven't you seen that little girl come back?" After hearing Boss Hu's words, Qin Feng's heart sank, and a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"Really not..." Boss Hu shook his head and said, "That boy seems to have some relationship with your Liu family. Go to the house and ask, maybe someone in the family will know."

"Oh, I just asked casually." Qin Feng took out another five yuan, pointed to a few biscuits that had just been taken out of the stove, and said: "I bought all of these, and I will eat them at home later. "

"Okay, I'll find a bag to pack it for you." Boss Hu agreed, took out a plastic bag, and put the biscuits in it.

"Hey, this kid looks familiar. He looks a little like the previous Qin Feng." After Qin Feng left with the sesame seed cakes, a thought suddenly popped into Boss Hu's mind.

But this idea was dismissed by Boss Hu. When he was young, Qin Feng was as thin as a bean sprout. How could he grow into the tall man he is now? Moreover, looking at Qin Feng's clothes, he also looks like a very handsome man. People with money, this is even less likely to be Qin Feng.
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"It's more desolate than before, but many things haven't changed..."

After more than 20 minutes, Qin Feng's figure appeared next to the railroad track. It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon, and the setting sun in the west stretched Qin Feng's figure very long.

The current railway has been abandoned for a long time, and the tracks have been dismantled by some scavengers around. It is spring now, and the weeds on the roadside are almost as tall as a person. .

Anyone who lives in this small town knows the murder that happened here that year.

It was passed on from ten to ten, and even those who picked up the trash from outside knew that several people died in this place, so the house where Qin Feng and his sister lived in the past has remained the same and has not been invaded.

It's just that it has been in disrepair for a long time, and the roof has collapsed. After Qin Feng walked in, he could see the sun above his head when he looked up, and some grass grew in the gaps between the bricks and stones in the house.

"This...is my pistol from back then? This...is this my sister's wooden doll?" Qin Feng pawed at the bricks and stones with his hands, looking at the two things that came out, his expression was a little dazed for a while.

That dark wooden pistol was carved out of wood by Qin Feng himself, and then painted with black paint. This is the only toy Qin Feng has had since he could remember.

As for the wooden doll, it was Qin Jia who once saw a girl playing with a doll in her arms, and it was the first time in her life that Qin Jia asked her brother for a toy after returning home.

But Qin Feng's ability to eat was a problem. How could he have the money to buy toys for his younger sister? At that time, he got very angry with Qin Jia. The sensible younger sister didn't say anything, but Qin Feng found out that she was crying silently in the middle of the night. .

This made the elder brother Qin Feng's heart feel like a knife was twisted. Before dawn the next day, Qin Feng took the hatchet and went to chop a piece of wood suitable for carving.

It took Qin Feng a whole week to make several cuts on his hands before he made a wooden doll for his sister, and made beautiful clothes for the doll with the rags he picked up.

At that time, Qin Jia immediately regarded this wooden doll as a treasure, and never left her body for almost a moment. When going out with Qin Feng, she would also carry a small schoolbag and put the doll in it.

"Jiajia, where are you?"

Seeing the wooden doll that seemed to have been burned, Qin Feng's tears burst out of his eyes, and he squatted helplessly on the ground, unable to suppress the sadness in his heart and his longing for his sister.

Qin Feng knew that this wooden doll was still here, which meant that his sister had never come back, because if her sister came back, she would definitely take this doll away.

"Jiajia, have you forgotten your brother? Don't you remember this place?"

Qin Feng's tears fell from his eyes like rain, and he didn't wipe it away, but just stroked the wooden doll with his hands, not caring about the dust and oil on his body at all.

After a long meeting, Qin Feng restrained the sadness in his heart, took out a piece of clothes that Chen Shihao bought for him from his bag, and wrapped up the wooden pistol and doll, although these two things are very inconspicuous , but it carries too many childhood memories of myself and my sister.

"No matter what, brother must find you!" Qin Feng looked at everything in the house silently until the sun went down outside, and the light inside the house became a little dim.

Standing up with some reluctance, when Qin Feng was about to leave, his ears twitched suddenly, his brows frowned, and the foot he had just stepped back into the room again.

"How come there are still people here? And he's a concubine?"

Qin Feng heard clearly that a person was walking towards the house. From the footsteps of the other person, Qin Feng could hear that the person's footsteps were steady, and he should be someone with kung fu.

The person who came to the house did not go in, but sat down by the railroad track, and a voice reached Qin Feng's ears, "Qin Feng, listen to my second uncle, you are doing well, but you brat Why don't you come back and see your brother?"

"It's fine if you don't come back, but you don't even leave a phone call, it's really unmeaning."

There was a sound of a lighter outside the house, and a smell of smoke came into Qin Feng's nose, "Your boy will be fine, but Jiajia doesn't know what to do, brother, I have tried my best, but I can't find sister Jiajia ah……"

"Zi... Zimo?"

The man's voice outside made Qin Feng's heart tremble, and he couldn't help shouting out. He never thought that at this moment, he would meet his childhood best brother... Liu Zimo!

"Who? Who's talking? Come out!"

Liu Zimo, who was talking to himself, was startled by the sudden sound, and quickly jumped up from the rails, putting on a defensive posture, staring sharply at the direction of the room.

"Don't play tricks on me, get out quickly!"

People who practice martial arts have a strong yang energy, and they never believe in ghosts and gods. Others dare not come to this place full of shadows all day long, but Liu Zimo doesn't care. brotherhood.

"Zimo, it's...it's me!" Qin Feng felt his throat was blocked, and rushed out of the room with a stride, looking at Liu Zimo who was looking wary.

When he was young, Liu Zimo had a refined temperament, but now that he is an adult, he looks a bit tough, even taller than Qin Feng.

Not only that, but Qin Feng also faintly felt a murderous aura from him, which is a kind of aura that can only be emitted by people who have seen blood. Qin Feng knows that there should be a big change between the old friend and the past up.

"You... are you crazy?"

Suddenly seeing a person coming out of the collapsed house, even Liu Zimo was so bold, he was also taken aback, but when he heard Qin Feng's voice and saw Qin Feng himself, he was stunned .

At that time, Liu Zimo was taken by his father to live in the ancestral house for three years. During these three years, he had contact with Qin Feng's brothers and sisters almost every day. Boyhood friend.

Looking at Liu Zimo, Qin Feng's eyes couldn't help getting wet again, and he murmured: "I'm a lunatic, you're a hooligan!"

Young people like to give others nicknames. Back then, Qin Feng was a very responsible person, and he would not fight back when he was bullied.

But only when someone bullied Qin Jia, Qin Feng would fight like crazy, even if the opponent was an adult. Once he had a fit of madness, and even bit off a piece of flesh from an adult.

This made Liu Zimo give Qin Feng the nickname of "lunatic", but Qin Feng didn't like it very much. In order to express his resistance and his own indignation, he also called Liu Zimo, who would like to put on hairspray, oil and powder, a hooligan Nickname!
"Crazy, you are really crazy!!!"

Although Qin Feng's voice was not loud, Liu Zimo still heard it, which made him jump up suddenly, rushed to Qin Feng's front with a stride, and punched Qin Feng heavily on the shoulder.

"Haha, lunatic, we meet again!" At this moment, Liu Zimo's heart was full of joy, but when he looked at Qin Feng, he couldn't help being stunned.

Different from his own excitement, Qin Feng in front of him at this moment has a bitter face, and there seems to be tears in his eyes.

This surprised Liu Zimo. According to his thinking, even if Qin Feng jumped up unhappy when he saw him, he wouldn't frown and shed tears, right?

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