Early in the morning, the warehouse compound of the black market was locked, and there was definitely no one there.
Lian Xiaomin went straight around to the two bungalows at the back to see if there was anyone there.
Sure enough, there was someone living here, it was Jindou, and there was a young man who was also in charge of guarding the door.
Jindou went to bed in the late night and was sleeping soundly when he heard someone knocking on the door early in the morning. He went to open the door in confusion.
He rubbed his eyes and looked at the girl wearing a mask. Wasn’t she "Xiao Jiang" who had just come last night?
Why is it here again? Is there any change in the transaction?
He immediately became alert, and while calling out to Xiao Wuzi, who was still sleeping, to get up quickly, he led him into the house.
"Miss Jiang, is there something urgent? Is it a trade? You need to find my brother Dalong. He has returned home and lives not far away. I can take you there..."
Lian Xiaomin came into the room, but didn't sit down. She waved her hand and said, "Jindou, there is no change in the transaction. I'm not looking for him. I want to ask you something."
Jindou was stunned and a little curious: "What's the matter? Then ask."
"Last year, when I first came to you to work with you, at the door, you asked a half-grown kid to help watch the bicycles. His name was Qiao Saner, right? I'll look for him."
"...Actually, I'm looking for a boy named Yunlai, who's only twelve years old, but I can't find him."
"...I heard that Yunlai sometimes earns a little money by following Qiao San, moving things. Is that a job you guys do in the black market?"
Jindou understood immediately and nodded.
"Yes, there was a kid who followed Qiao San'er around. He was quite handsome. I know his name. What's Xiaolai?"
"Well, I'll go look for Qiao San'er. He's the child of an old neighbor of my grandfather's. He's an orphan with a widowed mother, and they're all alone. It's pitiful."
"...Qiao San's grandmother is a cripple and can't do heavy work. She only has this one grandson, so I'll take this kid with me to help him out."
Lian Xiaomin nodded: "Okay, let's go now."
The two of them only had one bicycle, so in order to go faster, Jindou rode her straight to her grandfather's house.
It was not easy to ride in the snow, and after about twenty-five minutes, we finally arrived.
Jindou didn't go into his grandfather's house, but went straight to knock on the door of the next yard.
"Grandma Zhang, open the door, I'm Jindou."
After a while, a lame old lady came out and opened the door.
"Bean, come in quickly, what's going on so early in the morning?"
"Grandma Zhang, I haven't seen you for a few days. I want to ask Qiao San something. Is he home?"
The old man's cotton jacket was covered with patches, but he looked like a neat and tidy man.
"Ah, he caught a cold these past two days and had a fever. I asked him to lie on the kang and sweat it out. He didn't go anywhere."
Jindou parked the car in the yard and took Lian Xiaomin into the house. They seemed to be very familiar with each other, as if they were at home.
"If you have a severe fever, you need to go to the hospital and get some pills to take, so it doesn't get too serious."
As he spoke, he reached into his pocket, took out three one-dollar bills and put them into Grandma Zhang's hand.
This money is enough to get some western medicine for the cold.
Lian Xiaomin took out three antipyretic pills from her bag, wrapped them in a small paper bag, and handed them over.
"I happen to have some antipyretic medicine. Just take one pill at a time. Don't take more. Here you go."
Grandma Zhang felt a lump in her throat, pursed her lips and choked up a little, and thanked Jindou and the girl.
The kang was burning and the room was quite warm. Jindou leaned over to look at the boy lying at the head of the kang covered with a big quilt.
I touched his forehead and it was indeed very hot, so I asked Grandma Zhang to give him a fever-reducing pill first.
Qiao San's real name is Qiao Jiefang. He woke up in a daze, and said with a heavy nasal voice: "Brother Jindou, why are you here? I will come to help you after I recover..."
Jindou was amused: "Come on, I am just like Zhou Paopi!"
"Just keep lying down. I want to ask you something. Do you know a boy called Yunlai? He's twelve years old. Is he the one who always follows you around and helps you?"
"Yes, his name is Yunlai. I usually call him Xiaolai. My grandma also knows him. He is a good kid. What's wrong?"
When Lian Xiaomin heard this, she quickly asked, "He has been missing for the past two days. Do you know where he is?"
Qiao San asked his grandmother to feed him medicine, drank two sips of water, and said, "He has no home. He is a wild child. I don't know where he lives. I only remember him mentioning that his hometown is Tumenzi Village, eight miles north of the city."
Grandma Zhang also said: "Two years ago, I fell outside and was bumped into by a beggar named Xiao Lai."
"…I asked him to call the neighbors, and your grandparents came to help me and took me back with the rickshaw. That's how we met."
"...He's a good kid, but he rarely talks about his own affairs and has a strong temper."
Qiao San, lying on the kang, seemed to remember something again.
"By the way, Xiaolai seems to hate someone in their village. It seems that the grudge is quite big. His name is...what's his name?"
Jindou sat on the edge of the kang and urged him: "Boy, are you out of your mind? Think about it quickly. If you figure it out, I'll treat you to a big apple."
Qiao San thought hard and finally remembered.
"What's his name? Hey, that's right, Meng Laohei! He said he was a tractor driver for the production team."
"…A few days ago, that man secretly went to the black market to buy wild boar meat. I was moving things in the warehouse with Yunlai. When Xiaolai saw that man, he immediately hid."
"...I asked him later, and he told me that there was a big grudge."
This is all the information Qiao San provided. I don’t know the rest.
Lian Xiaomin nodded, signaled to Jindou that it was okay, and stood up to say goodbye.
Before she left, she quietly left a big unity on the stove.
After leaving Qiao San's house, Jin Dou asked, "Miss Jiang, what should we do now? How about I go to Tumenzi Village with you?"
Brother Dalong said that this was a great god of wealth, and he was planning to take out a few of his collection treasures and exchange them with him so that he could trade so many materials in the future.
Jindou is a smart person and he will definitely try his best to please others. Besides, these are just small favors and are nothing.
Lian Xiaomin thanked him but declined.
"I'll figure it out myself. If it doesn't work out, I'll come back to you if I need help. Thank you for your hard work!"
Jindou went straight to his grandparents' house, and Lian Xiaomin rode away alone.
It’s time to do good things. It seems I have to go to Tumenzi Village, eight miles north of the city, to look for someone.
While pedaling quickly, Liu Zhitai's story came to my mind.
Didn't Xiao Tai's family members get murdered by bad guys for money? If a child has a deep hatred for someone, it would be nothing more than this.
Maybe that old man Meng harmed his family or something, and maybe this guy went to seek revenge.
Of course, it would be best if I guessed wrong, otherwise how could a twelve-year-old boy deal with that person?
He hasn't come back for two days, so he might be in danger.
Lian Xiaomin was thinking about something and riding very fast. It was such a cold day, she was very bored.
I just feel that Yunlai is very special. He can take care of these five little kids, five little lives. It is so precious.
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