C9 The Old Story in the Old Building

"Suicide?" It was impossible, I thought. Due to the confidentiality of the case, our police did not inform the informant about the manner in which the deceased died when investigating the network of the deceased. So at this moment, Zhang Qingya did not know that Liu Yuling had been skinned alive and died horribly. Thinking of this, I asked, "Other than saying these things to you, what else did she say to you?"

Then I regretted it. I saw Zhang Qingya give me a disgusted look, said "I'm tired", turned around and quickly ran out of the bar. Since our conversation was an inquiry and not a trial, we could only watch her swagger away. Liao Mengfann fiercely stomped on me from under the table, and then walked out of the bar.

I paid the bill and followed her out. I saw that Liao Mengfann had already got on the car and started a fire. But instead of leaving, she was waiting for me. I sighed in my heart. Her actions just now were really that of a little girl, but she was still a rational person. After getting into the car, I said apologetically, "I'm sorry, but I was too anxious because of the case. What Zhang Qingya said just now was too shocking.

"I'm fine!" She drove away and said, "Today's result is too shocking, but I think Zhang Qingya still has a lot of things that she has to hide."

I replied, "You're right. This is also my fault. Otherwise, it's very possible that I would have found out the whereabouts of that little fish from her." I looked outside the car, the road that we were traveling on was the one I had never been to before, I asked Liao Mengfann where we were going.

She told me that she wanted to meet Zhang Qingya a little longer, but she suggested that I should not follow her. Zhang Qingya is a woman who extremely hates men. I have already pissed her off, if she sees me again, she will chop me off with her blade!

The car quickly arrived at the main entrance of the Chengyang Iron and Steel Group. Liao Mengfann got off the car and walked through the group's entrance alone. While I was bored to death, I looked at my surroundings.

The floor area of the Chengyang Iron and Steel Group is very large. According to my calculations, it should be around 300,000 square meters. The smelting plant of Iron and Steel was located in the middle of a mountainside. Ten over cooling towers that were nearly a hundred meters tall were currently emitting billowing steam.

On the east side of the corporation stood many tall buildings. The tall buildings had a very ordinary appearance. From the looks of it, they should be staff housing buildings built by enterprises. On the west side of the group, however, were a few scattered red brick buildings. They looked very old, but I could vaguely see that there were some curtains hanging in those old buildings, indicating that someone was still living there. I was very curious about that place, so I walked over to the patrol guard at the entrance.

"This big brother here, have a smoke!" I took a box of Chunghwa out of my pocket, handed it to the security guard, lit it for him, and gave him one. The security guard stuck the cigarette above his right ear, exhaled a mouthful of smoke and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

I pointed to the old buildings and asked, "Big brother, we've already built new buildings. Why haven't those old buildings been demolished yet?"

"What the f * * k!" The security guard scolded, "They are all a bunch of stubborn old men. How nice is Director Liu to them and give them new houses to live in? But they just won't move away. I just fainted. Moving from one side to the other is leaving my homeland? Then, what's with laozi? "

I patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, saying, "Bro, let's not care about that! Do it well. Oh right, how old are those nail-biting people? "Is there any old worker who has worked in this factory for his entire life?"

"What are you doing?" The security guard was clearly on guard, and he said, "Don't ask around if there's nothing wrong, hurry up and go." "You still need to patrol!"

As I said this, I took out another cigarette from my pocket and lit it for him, saying, "I'm here for a city transfer. Our Chairman Liu said that we should build a new building for the employees to live in, so I came here to investigate."

I pointed with my right hand at the scattered buildings. "Look, there are only a few buildings there. If we were to build them into a small high-rise building, how many employees' housing problems would that solve?"

Sigh!" The security guard sighed and said, "Brother, you're right. "Not really. The unit doesn't have enough housing to split the space between them. All the locals are renting out.

I patted the security guard on the shoulder and said, "Don't be in such a rush. Big Bro, didn't our Chairman Liu send me to solve the problem?"

In order to get in touch with the security guards, I lit a cigarette and put it to my lips. I blew out a mouthful of smoke in a pretentious manner and said, "Tell me, is there some old light leading that place? I'll go and clear it up for him. This is the world of our party, isn't it? "

The security guard stretched out his big, rough hands and patted my shoulder. He gave me a thumbs up and said, "Bro, your words are really awesome." He extended his hand and pointed at the old buildings. "Go to the second floor over there. There is an old Xu's grocery store on the side of the street. That old man is called Old Wai, and these old bastards were all led by him."

"Oh?" I nodded. "No problem. Why don't you bring a few of your brothers to follow me? We'll directly destroy his house and drag him out in the cold weather. We'll see how many more kicks he can still kick."

The security guard trembled and quickly took out his phone to look at the time, saying, "Aiya, I'm sorry." You see, I have to go on patrol. Say hello to Chairman Liu for our security team. " After saying that, the security guard ran off like a scammer. Yes, I thought. I can't do that, I can burn some paper.

The snow on the road leading to the old building had been cleaned up. On both sides of the road, three large forklift trucks were parked.

Looking ahead, at the end of the road, there was a small square. A few pavilions had been built there. Judging from the color of the pavilions, they seemed to be very old.

I looked around at the buildings, all of them of the sixties and seventies. The red brick walls, the tarred roof, and the shady side of the building all had a long passageway.

Each door was a wooden door with a big locked nose. At work, people would lock the wooden door with a big lock. Some naughty children would pull on the wooden door while there was no one else in the room, making 'ka ka' sounds. Sometimes, a spare key would drop from the gap in the door. The kind-hearted child picked up the key and mischievously left it downstairs.

In the evening, there would be laughter and laughter coming from the building, and the smell of delicious food, and the laughter of the children turning into crying, and some women in aprons with shovels in one hand and the other around their waists, shouting, "Stop hitting the children, they are so small, what do you know?"

The past was gone, and the noise of the past was gone. Some of the women in the apron were already sitting up, while others had white hair. Those naive children have also grown up and married. The wooden doors that the children used to carve out were now made of steel, and there was even an iron fence on the outside.

There were fewer and fewer people in the building, but the number of people inside the iron gate was gradually increasing. Time didn't leave anyone with anything, only a seed of an elm that had been sucked into the roof by a violent wind, growing back with great difficulty, silently recording these ordinary and unknown histories.

I know how these old people feel. There are too many of their memories here. It's normal to be separated." Entering the small Xu's grocery store, I saw a 70-80 year old old man sitting on a wooden rocking chair. He had a pair of reading glasses on his eye sockets and a magnifying glass in his hand.

I, on the other hand, respected the elderly very much. After sitting there for such a long time, he must be tired, so I walked up to his back and stretched out my hand to help him lower his shoulders.

I glanced at the newspaper from the corner of my eye and saw that the paper was yellowing, and the layout was not quite the same as it was today. It was a People's Daily. In the upper right-hand corner of the newspaper was an excerpt from Chairman Mao's speech. The headline of the newspaper was printed in large red letters: Our country's first atomic bomb has been detonated successfully.

My god, this is a newspaper from forty years ago, but this old man is currently reading it with relish. I increased the force of my hand a little as I pressed on it and asked, "Old grandpa, why are you still reading this newspaper after so long?"

"Sigh!" The old man sighed and said, "Now that this newspaper is fake, what's there to look at?"

I helplessly shook my head. In this mystical country, it was really fake. It was really fake, and the reports were just blindly reporting on whether it was real or fake. The people didn't have the time to talk about these issues anyway.

I continued, "Yes, that was the time!"

"Hahaha." The old tutor laughed heartily and said, "What's the point of being sincere? At that time, people were even more stupid, treating everything as if it was real. They still don't have a temper, unlike now, where everyone is smart. "

I was a little speechless and asked, "Old grandpa, since it's fake, why don't you take a look?" I spoke in a childish tone, deliberately drawing closer to him.

However, the old man said, "Sigh, a person with his neck buried in loess. Just think about it."

I don't know why, but I suddenly felt terrible inside. If I were Grandpa Xu's age, what would I do? Maybe I won't live to be his age? After all, my occupation is such that my life is in danger at any moment. I suddenly recalled what Liao Mengfann had told me before: "I will die, and you will die as well."