Looking at the back that was gradually leaving, Yu Fei did not chase after him, but silently watched the back slowly disappear into the distance.

Now is not the best time for them to meet, because he still has a lot of things he wants to know. Before he figured out the whole story, he didn't want to appear in front of that person in such a ignorant way.

Mother, mom, mommy, mom, mom... But I don’t know what I would call me when I really stood in front of that person?

For some reason, this question suddenly appeared in Yu Fei's mind, and a bitter smile flashed across his face.

Mommy? In my memory, I never seemed to say these two words. The mother I thought she had passed away before she could speak.

Childhood without "mommy".

Yu Fei pursed his lips and did not worry about this issue anymore. Instead, he slowly walked towards the wooden house where the person had just entered.

The wooden house is made of irregular wooden nails, which looks quite tight, and it is enough to protect yourself from wind and rain.

The wooden house was filled with a fishy smell all the time. Yu Fei didn't care at all. He gently touched the unsmooth wooden board with his hand, stroked the shallow stripes on it, felt the faint greasiness in some places, and occasionally some fish scales were stuck on it, which had already become stiff.

The wooden house is not big, and roughly looking, it is only about ten square meters, with one door and one window. The door was locked when the person left. It was a very ordinary padlock, which can be easily pried open by an ordinary person with an iron rod or a kickstick.

However, judging from the appearance of the wooden house, there shouldn't be any valuable things inside, so there are probably no stupid thieves who can steal.

The remaining windows are not the kind of closed loose-leaf windows that are commonly seen. They are just four pieces of glass directly embedded in the wooden board and nailed them tightly with nails.

This window does not have much breathable function. Yu Fei guessed that the only function of this window is that it may be that it can transmit light. At least, you don’t need to turn on the light during the day, which can save electricity.

Yu Fei slowly came to the window and looked inside through the glass. Because of the angle, there were not many people who could see, but even so, Yu Fei could still see a rough look.

There is not much furniture in the wooden house, one bed, one table, two stools, and the others are some pots and pans. Yu Fei did not see any electrical appliances in the wooden house. The only electricity used may be a blackened incandescent lamp on the roof, and there is nothing else.

Yu Fei bit his teeth gently and looked at the scenes inside the house.

This is what Zhang Kun said, life...isn't it?

At some point, Zhang Kun appeared behind Yu Fei and followed him to silently look at the things in the wooden house. He was not too surprised.

Unlike Yu Fei, Zhang Kun has seen many people living in poverty. Although the wooden house in front of him looks not very beautiful, it is really okay to shelter from wind and rain. And looking at it, there are all pots and pans inside, and a bag of rice bags that have obviously just been opened in the corner, and a bowl of water fish on the table that has not been eaten yet.

Some eat and can eat enough. Some wear it so that they will not get cold. They have a place to live, shelter from wind and rain without any obstacles. They have a living allowance that can ensure their own living expenses.

This is really okay.

Zhang Kun sighed in his heart, turned his head and looked at Yu Fei who was still staring in the window, and said softly: "Do you want to go in and take a look?"

Yu Fei was stunned, looked at the locked door, then turned to look at Zhang Kun: "Pick the lock?"

Zhang Kun raised his lips and shook his head with a smile: "No need!"

After saying that, Zhang Kun took out a wire about five centimeters long from his clothes pocket, then squatted in front of the lock, looked for a while, made the wire into a hook shape, and then slowly reached into the keyhole.

Twist gently and then lock it open.

A hint of surprise flashed in Yu Fei's eyes: "Master Zhang can do this?"

As if he noticed the surprise in Yu Fei's eyes, Zhang Kun coughed lightly, and then smiled a little embarrassedly: "You have to go to the world, you have to learn something in a mess."

As he said that, Zhang Kun seemed to remember something and continued: "Of course, I will never do the business of Liang Shangjunzi. Mr. Yu should be able to understand."

Yu Fei had no objection to this. After all, Zhang Kun's identity was there, so there was no need to think about it.

The door was opened seriously, and Yu Fei walked two quick steps and stood in front of the wooden door, but hesitated and hesitant...

To be honest, this expression was difficult to see on Yu Fei's face in the past. In the past, Yu Fei was a decisive person, with a sharp sense of business and a courage to take risks and fight. Yu Fei never gave the impression of others that hesitated.

But at this moment, Yu Fei really hesitated because he knew that when he pushed open the door, it meant that he had really entered that person's world.

But Yu Fei was Yu Fei after all. He didn't hesitate for too long. He stretched out his hand and gently touched the door, and then slowly pushed it open.

There was not much difference between the inside of the door and what he saw outside the window, one bed, one table, two wooden stools, pots and pans...

Yu Fei walked in slowly, and he wanted to get close to these things. The things that the person used seemed to have the breath, body temperature, or traces of the person's use.

Yu Fei's eyes glanced around the wooden house, and then suddenly, his whole body trembled, as if he had been petrified in an instant, standing there blankly, looking at the wall behind the wooden door, or the newspaper covered with papers on the wall...

It was the only place where the entire wooden house had been painted. A large piece of wooden board was painted with white paint. On top of the wall, there were countless cut newspapers.

This was the first time Yu Fei saw someone sealing the newspaper, and all the newspapers on the wall were protected by plastic sealing, and then they were neatly pasted on the wall.

Most of the newspapers cut out are mainly pictures, and occasionally some are accompanied by some small text introductions, and there are few introductory reports.

Judging from the yellowing of newspapers, some of them are obviously not young. Even if they are protected by plastic seals, they are still difficult to resist the invasion of time.

Yu Fei's eyes swept over the cutting newspaper that had occupied nearly two-thirds of the wall, swept over the newspaper photos, looked at the familiar looks, and even some of them were almost forgotten.

My heart kept trembling.

Because, all the photos are him, Yu Fei!
Chapter completed!