At this time, Zong Xiaowei, followed immediately after the border guards:

[The strange old woman has a peaceful face. She is wearing a simple and clean dress, dark coarse cloth slanted cotton jacket]

Guan Zhaodian was very polite. He went to meet him face to face:

[Stand up and talked, but wondered why they met their own family. The others stood behind and looked at them. It seemed that they had handed something, but the woman turned around and left. Guan Zhaodian stood there blankly, watching the old acquaintance. After a while, it was still like a stake]

The men rushed over and shouted and shook:

[It seems that I have recovered my mind and my walking is a bit mechanical. But I don’t feel it]

When I went back to the dormitory, I was stunned for a while and told the whole story:

【The woman said she was grateful, I came here to thank you for your own sake】

Guan Zhaodian was confused and didn't know him at all:

[How about gratitude? Could it be that I have seen it somewhere? But I can't remember it]

The old woman gave her a cloth bag, and she was so dark:

[I haven't looked like I've been going to Jiangdong for many years. I have to go to Jiangdong, which street or household, and ask them to see... I also said: You have seen my family and can remember it. Good people will be rewarded, God will be loyal and kind. If you are going to do something big in the future, be careful and make decisions]

Such a strange thing, his speech is like a hidden master:

[It seems like I know it well, but I can enlighten me something. Guan Zhaodian's mind is buzzing, and it seems like a blank space]

It was really weird to hear it, so I opened the cloth bag:

[1 handmade rag doll, shabby curled edges. What does it mean? Several men look at each other]

After a while, Zong Xiaowei suddenly said:

【Talking to that person... I felt something was wrong】

This point immediately reminds me of some strangeness:

[Hurriedly replied: Yes... It looks like... the pile of ice piles, so cold... I thought I had worn a little]

Zong Xiaowei replied in a low voice:

【It's not necessarily the world... something is wrong】

Let’s look at the expressions of a few men:

[The confused. He stared at the door with his eyes wide open, thinking who was waiting for him? He was sad and helpless. He squatted on the kang silently, put his hands on his cheeks and thought about it. He sat down and thought. He had never heard of this, so he had to guess out of thin air. How could he really deal with it?]

Guan Zhaodian thought that there was only one possibility:

[I am looking for the family of a suicide worker. Although I know that I am in Jiangdong, how can I go to the details? I am worried about this, but someone came to tell me about it. I said that I have met the other party’s family and this is true]

Three men check again, it would be best if this is the case:

[There is no better explanation for the front and back adjustments. Then let’s take a look with your heart. Now it is not as good as before, and the people’s hearts are the most important. The cost of eating is indeed very large. Many workers may have some problems. After thinking about it, there is a vacancy at the moment. After deciding on the resolution, I feel much more happy]

In the second month of the Gengshen year of the lunar calendar, it is almost Qingming:

【2 days later, April 1920. Wooden boat crosses the east of the Yangtze River】

Only one entourage was brought. That night, the bathroom in the goods yard was sealed and arranged to guard the border:

[Full-time guarding coal stoves. Lao Jingsu, a native of Duangu Province, was born in 1906. He is called "Asu". His father's cobbler and his son inherited his father's business. He set up a stall at the wharf, repaired shoes, polished leather shoes, and repaired luggage]

I was often bullied and endured humiliation and lived in vain:

[Since two fierce battles, I am proud to be a human being. Any three brothers who have ordered to run around and play are no problem]

Compared with the dock on the other side of the river, the scale is relatively smaller:

[Different sizes, with tents but no tents, private ferry. There are also many large-scale wooden sailboats, cargo transport. If there are wooden boats, they do not use sails. They rely entirely on experience boatmen (the dock on the other side of the river: the wharf west of the river, Guanzhaodian and others are always in the bustling places, and even large passenger and cargo ships are parked)]

In the Jiangdong Wharf area, there are also iron-shelled ships from other provinces:

[Compared with the large passenger and cargo ship, the size is too average. However, it also burns coal steam power, and black smoke is rolling. With such a loud noise, the crew still sleeps. It is possible to transport anything, depending on the demand. Even stacking layers of paper, some bamboo cages and live poultry]

There is a wooden ferry boat, and it is a decent top:

[Wooden rack, waterproof tung oil cloth. Unfortunately, the boat is small and there is no possibility of seating, so I can only squat. I am really tired, so I have to stand up and relax. The river surface is full of waves, and the hull is shaking twice. The upright face is so white that it squats down quickly. It is necessary to experience it personally. The shipkeeper saw it many times and smiles bitterly and shakes his head]

At the pier, wooden boats of all sizes were crowded into a ball:

[You want him to give way, I hope you leave. Everyone wants to be noble, and where is the magnanimity? I push and shove, and gossip. The woman's voice is sharp and she argues with the man. Some even harassed the child, and she is extremely dissatisfied with slimness. But she has not seen anyone, so she makes her move away.

The shipmen were really tired when the side of the ship hit the bow:

[No matter how you shout, what should the whole countryside do, what will happen? If you can't get down or get up, the smaller the boat, the more trouble it will be. A boatman simply holds a bamboo pole, lights a cigarette, and chats with the boat next to him. The scene of fighting is repeated every day]

The bustling crowd finally came to the ashore:

[Asu is quite familiar here and leads the way. Guan Zhao Hall carries a shoulder pole, rice and flour, and a large piece of pork. It also has a stone pottery jar, tied with hemp rope to make a hand. It is full of rapeseed oil, and is carried by Asu]

In mid-spring, the trees on both sides sprout and sprout:

[It looks OK, but it is not as lush as summer. It sets off the surrounding scenery and still looks cold. Looking at it, I can't help feeling sad and melancholy]

It was still in the countryside in 1920, as usual, the dirt pavement of the Qing Dynasty:

【Not a prosperous commercial area, probably this is the only way】

There are brick and tile houses on both sides of the road, and mud bricks are burned in the crypt:

[More than thatched houses, stones are used as wall foundations, mud walls are built, and it is estimated that they can be dried. Cellaring mud bricks costs money, so it may be decent blue brick tiles, and the exterior walls are painted with plaster. Usually, there is a strong business name, which is very conspicuous]

After walking for a while, I didn't see a cave gate:

[All types of houses vary in size and shapes. The buildings are connected, either tall or short. Occasionally, they are freshly painted, and they are clean and neat. Many walls are bare bricks, mottled and damaged, and a piece of dust. The visual contrast and economic conditions are clear at a glance]

All the way to the east, I saw the ancestral halls of wealthy families:

[High platform, stone pattern on the base, all stone bricks are paved with floors, stone steps. Stone door frames like grotto doors, black lacquered doors, brass door knockers. Stone door frames, door lintels, Spring Festival couplets, and horizontal banners are all complete. Red paper and ink characters, auspicious words]

4 black painted thick wooden columns. Column base square stone:

[Wave patterns. Supporting the roof of the tile is quite majestic. For some reason, a stone incense burner is not properly prepared, and in the southeast corner in front of the door]

Turn southeast, as usual on the dirt road:

[End to the destination. The building was built in the Qing Dynasty, with tile roofs, and the cellar was burned with mud bricks and walls, and the bare bricks were not painted with plaster. The brown wooden door was mottled and cracked, leaving 1 brass door knocker, and another one was missing]

There is a bamboo fence at the door, and a group of ducks and geese are clamoring:
Chapter completed!