First, he stopped a man with a black face and asked.

The man spoke in the Zhang family accent and his tongue was strong. He told Qin Zhenze that he had just come to Anci to work and didn't know who was who.

Seeing a woman holding a child in her arms coming, Qin Jieze greeted her with a smile, "Hello, sister, ask someone."

Qin Zhenze was not in a hurry to say Huang He's name, he wanted to see the woman's reaction.

Seeing Qin Jieze dressed smoothly, wearing sunglasses, opening his mouth and speaking politely, the woman shook her body and coaxed the child who was about to sleep, "Who's home?"

"Huang He." Qin Jie kept smiling.

"The house in front is the one." The woman turned around and signaled to Qin Jieze with her chin, "Did you see that jujube tree? Which door next to the tree?"

"Thank you." Qin Zhanze bowed slightly.

When he passed by with the woman, the woman added, "He seems not at home, we live next to each other, and we haven't seen him for many days, and we can't see him come back a few times all year round. Are you his friend?"

"Oh, we are distant relatives. I'll go to Anci to do business and come and visit the door." Qin Zhanze replied calmly and steadily.

"That's right, you go, he's at home." The child in the woman's arms began to cry, and after saying that, he patted the child and left.

Qin Zhanze said thank you and took a big step to the jujube tree.

At the door, he knocked on the half-closed door panel. There was no sound inside, and no big dog rushed out. Qin Jieze took off his sunglasses and pointed to the stone stool under the jujube tree. He signaled Ye Xiu to come and sit under the tree to pretend to rest and wait for him. He patted the third prince's dog head and let him squat under the tree and stayed honestly. He hung his sunglasses on the clasp button and entered the yard, "Is there anyone?" He heard it, and then asked, "Is there anyone at home? Use it for a fire."

No movement.

I asked again, but there was no movement.

No one at home?

Qin Jieze saw that the door of the house was open, an old hen led a group of chickens in and out, pulling all the chickens in and out. He didn't enter the house, put his hand on the glass and looked inside. He guessed that no one could be left. The two doors of the main door were open like this. Aren't you afraid that the thieves would pass by to walk around the house?

While thinking, I heard a thud, and then a oh.

Looking at the sound, I saw a white-haired old lady falling down at the door of the toilet in the southwest corner of the yard and throwing a stick aside.

I guess this is Huang He's fucking.

Qin Jieze ran over and asked while helping him, "Auntie, what's wrong with this?"

With Qin Jieze's help, the white-haired old lady started to whisper. Although her palms were skinny, she was very strong, and she could make a mark on Qin Jieze's hand.

"Okay, I'll just hold the wall. You can pick up the crutch for me. Thank you." Qin Zhenze came at the right time and saved her life. The old lady was very grateful.

"Stand up." Qin Jieze tentatively let go of his hand. Seeing that the old lady could do it while holding the wall, he picked up the crutch and stuffed it into the old lady's hand.

He helped the old lady stagger towards the door of the house. Qin Zhanze didn't say a word. He didn't want to chat with the old lady in the yard and make noises and make noises. All the neighbors heard it.

The old lady was fallen and hurt her body. She was unwilling to speak more. She repeated her mouth, "I have to thank you for help, thank you, thank you, thank you."

An old lady couldn't even make a loud voice, so she moved to the door of the house.

After entering the house tremblingly, the old hen thought someone was going to hurt its chicken, so she giggled and fucked the hair. The old lady knocked the ground with a stick, "Go, go." She blasted the chicken out.

After Qin Jieze reminded me, the old lady really pulled up her two pairs of trousers. Sure enough, the slim cover on her left leg was broken and bleeding, "Young man, help me get that medicine bottle."

Qin Zhanze took purple potion from the cabinet and looked at Huang He's photo, "Auntie, take a photo with you, this one is your son, he looks so energetic."

He used a match stick to hold the cotton pad to apply the old lady to the wound, and he didn't have idle mouth. "Auntie, what job is your son doing? Why is it so busy? It's too inconvenient for no one to take care of you. My son can't take care of you. If he earns more money, he should hire a nanny for you. At such an old age, living alone at home, can my son feel at ease when he is away from home!"

He looked at the phone on the cabinet and said, "If you have something to do, please talk to your son more often, so that you can tell me what you are doing at home." He got up and twisted the bottle cap, put it on the cabinet, sat on the wooden chair, took a sip of cigarettes and slowly spit it out.

The old lady understood what Qin Zhenze meant, "Oh, my son is not unfilial. He is a manager in the factory. He is too busy and can't take time to come back. He often sends money to me, or someone will bring the money back." He breathed a sigh of relief and continued to talk, "A few days ago, I asked someone to send me a message and say that I would come back to pick me up to a large city in the south. It's called the earthquake special zone. He said that the city is so developed and can live in high-rise buildings. He has a car when he goes out. He also said that he will find a large hospital for me to treat my old cold legs."

The amount of information revealed by the old lady was getting bigger and bigger. Qin Jieze naturally smiled and then chatted, "Haha, aunt, you are so lucky. You have raised a filial son and are so capable. The big city you are talking about is not an earthquake special zone. If I guess correctly, it should be a Shenzhen special zone, right?"

Looking at Qin Jianze, the old lady laughed, "Yes, I remember, is it Shenzhen, or are you young people knowledgeable and we are useless. If you want to live in a building, I really don't like that thing. Just my two broken legs. When I go to the building in the morning, I can't climb back even if I fall down. I'm still comfortable living in this small courtyard, and I can raise a few laying hens and grow vegetables. I can see if I can eat my vegetables and cucumbers. You sit down and I will pick one for you."

He moved his body to go down the ground, and the old lady was honest and old.

Qin Zhize quickly stood up to stop him, "Don't move, I'll pick it myself later, thank you."

"Then you pick it yourself, pick it up the tender ones, it tastes delicious." The old lady smiled and quickly pursed her lips and covered her teeth.

"Auntie, it's great that your son wants to pick you up. There is an elevator in the building there, so don't worry about climbing the stairs. The collective heating is warm and clean in winter, which is good for your legs. Your son is really a filial son. The earlier you pick you up, the sooner you enjoy your happiness. Compared with many elderly people, you are much happier." Qin Jieze smiled and knew how to chat, and he said it was reasonable. Chatting should not be separated from the topic. "Auntie, your son is not around, and your daughter-in-law is not there either? It would be great if your daughter-in-law took care of your life."

"Don't mention it, alas, I married someone in my early twenties. I thought my family was poor and ran away with someone else. After that, Xiaohe never looked for her. He told me that he fell in love with the eldest daughter of their milk boss's family, but she was much older than others. Later, the girl got sick, so she has been alone until now." Maybe she was lonely all year round, and someone was so enthusiastic about helping her, and she sat down to chat with her. Huang He's mother and Qin Zhenze started talking more.

When Qin Zhanze heard this, it turned out that Huang He had thought of Ye Jianchao's eldest daughter Ye Shuxian. Perhaps, Huang He hated him because his children failed to fall in love, and thus had the idea of ​​revenge on the Ye family and thus swept away the huge sum of money.

"Then you should indeed hire a nanny, or entrust it to a friend to send a message to you often come over to see you. If you lack coal and rice, you can buy and move it for you." If you want to know what acquaintances Huang He has, Qin Zhenze continued to guide the topic.

"Where is a friend who sends a child? Everyone has their own business. Xiaohe often calls back. If I lack things, he will call the store to deliver it. When there is no way, I will look for the neighbors. The neighbors are all kind-hearted." As he said that, the old lady glanced at the phone on the cabinet, "By the way, young man, please help me see if this phone is broken. No one has called in for many days. I want to dial out, but my eyes are so blurred that I can't see the number clearly."

"I'll help you see."

Even though he knew that the phone had been shut down due to owed fees, Qin Zhenze still took the microphone seriously and dialed a number out, "Auntie, the phone is broken. Wait for your son to come back to pick you up, and ask him to find someone from the Post and Telecommunications Bureau to repair you." He immediately laughed again, "Since you are going to the south, you don't need to spend that amount of money to repair it. Did your son say when he would come back? If he can't come back for a while, I can help find someone to repair it for you." "No, open it I don't agree with this thing in Shi'an. I spend so much money every month. It's better to cut a few kilograms of pork belly and stew it. It's just a waste of money." The old lady waved her hand, "Xiaohe didn't say when she will come back. I guess it's almost done. I've been dreaming these two days. Once I close my eyes, I'll be Xiaohe. Sometimes I have nightmares where Xiaohe is beaten to death. I'm so tired that I can't sleep for half a night. Every time I have a nightmare, Xiaohe will come back soon. This dream is accurate."

I didn't tell the old lady that the phone was broken and the monthly rent was collected, nor did I talk about the relationship between dreams and telepathy. Qin Zhenze said a few words that the old lady loved to hear, and then said goodbye and left the yard.

He winked at Ye Xiu, who was sitting on the stone stool at the door, pretending to be napping to cool off, and the two of them returned to the van one by one.
Chapter completed!