Rebirth 1993: I am not a white lotus

Chapter 26
"Fuck, there's a fight ahead, hurry up and have a look." The girl threw down a sentence, and it drifted away like the wind.

Han Xiaoxiao looked at the girl's back unexpectedly, and said with emotion, "You can't judge by appearance, I thought she was a dutiful and honest girl."

She is not in the mood to watch other people fight. She may not have time after school tomorrow. She wants to find the man who took her away that day.

"Sister-in-law, may I ask if you've seen this person before?" Xiaoxiao drew that person's appearance from memory, but her drawing skills were a bit poor, and the characters on the paper were somewhat abstract.

The sister-in-law looked at it enthusiastically for a long time, pointed to the person in Xiaoxiao's painting and said, "If there is a mole in this place, it will be like Huazi who digs through the trash can in Houjie."

"Huh? Who is Hua Zi?" Xiaoxiao recalled that there was absolutely no mole on the face of the person in her memory.

"A mentally ill Huazi who directs traffic in the middle of the street when nothing happens."

Xiaoxiao retracted the portrait in embarrassment, "Thank you, sister-in-law."

She wore a mask when she went out, so no one could see her face clearly, and a lot of trouble was avoided.Otherwise, the sister-in-law would never joke with Han Xiaoxiao when she saw the face of the miserable heroine.

When I asked about a barber shop, the man lying on a chair with shaving cream on his chin reached out and grabbed the portrait suddenly, looked up and down at Han Xiaoxiao, and made her feel guilty. Could it be that this is the person she was looking for? of?It can't be such a coincidence!
"Why are you looking for him?" The man sat up straight, with a strong Shaanxi accent, and he looked like a simple and honest person.But Han Xiaoxiao dare not judge people by their appearance, the people in this place are a bit evil.

Xiaoxiao, who secretly breathed a sigh of relief, could at least be sure that this person was not the one she was looking for, so she lied and said, "He is my father's friend. My father has been away for several days and I can't get in touch. I want to ask him."

The man stared at Xiaoxiao suspiciously, "Your father's friend, wouldn't you go look for him at his house?"

Han Xiaoxiao smiled bitterly, "I don't know where his home is or what his name is. I just saw him from a distance. My dad was with him when he left."

"Hmph, don't look for it, you can't find him!" The man lay down sullenly, and asked the barber to shave his face.

"Uncle, why do you say that? Do you know him?" Han Xiaoxiao was a little excited.

"Hmph, don't look at you drawing people like this, even if he turns to ashes, I can still recognize him."

Han Xiaoxiao heard something in the words, waited patiently for the barber to finish shaving, and obediently handed him a clean towel, "Uncle, what's the name of this man? Where does he live?"

"What's your name? Li Degui, a big liar."

The Shaanxi man jumped off the high barber chair angrily, grabbed the portrait in Xiaoxiao's hand, and poked it hard with his fingers, "Damn Li Degui, girl, if you find him, don't let him go, call the police, you must call the police Just grab him and whip him hard."

Han Xiaoxiao was worried that he would tear up the portrait again, "Uncle, where does he live?"

"The family building of the North Street Sugar and Wine Company, his wife Jin Zhimei, and his son Li Lebao, who are studying in a high school."

The Shaanxi man was cheated out of 5 yuan by Li Degui. He searched Haishi alone for more than half a year, but he missed staying at his house, and he was never caught.

Han Xiaoxiao was speechless, she had met Li Degui a few days ago, this uncle was too humble, with his efficiency, he would never get his money back for the rest of his life.

She wasn't sure if the Shaanxi man really recognized the person in the portrait, and after promising him to call the police if he found Li Degui, Xiaoxiao lowered her head and came out, accidentally being bumped from behind and staggered.

(End of this chapter)