Chapter 426
Xu Weihua was holding a rice popcorn stick and eating it while walking. Just as he arrived at the door of his house, it was opened from the inside.
Su Changqing was filled with excitement. "Weihua, hahahaha, there's a letter, there's a letter, we can go home now!"
Xu Weihua took the letter from Su Changqing's hand and read it. "Huh, it's true."
"Yes, yes, yes, Mom wrote, saying that the paperwork will be coming down soon and we can go home~"
Xu Weihua crunched another bite of the rice popcorn bar and stuffed the letter into Su Changqing's arms. "Calm down, isn't this just a matter of time?"
"Since mom said so, then there must be no problem. Let's get ready here."
Su Changqing adjusted his glasses and asked, "What are you preparing for?"
"What are you preparing for?"
"Don't you have to return the house? Are you not going to deal with the things in the house that can't be taken away? And what about your job as a morgue keeper? I'm an editor at a tabloid. My mother paid real money and used connections to buy this job. Now that you're leaving, you have to sell your job."
"Yes, yes, you are very thoughtful. We spent a lot of money on the way back, and we will have to spend money a lot in Kyoto."
Su Qingci went straight to the guesthouse after taking sick leave.
During the day, he followed Song Jingzhou and the other man and wandered around under the pretext of looking for a house.
After two days, my stomach was almost upset from eating so much, and I had no idea what was going on in the house.
At that time, houses were not very spacious. Most of the houses that were rented out were for large families living together. The whole family would squeeze together and leave one room to rent out to supplement the family income.
It's almost like sharing a house.
Su Qingci doesn't even want to live in her own home, let alone get involved with other people's families.
After wandering around for two days, they finally understood one thing: this house is not allowed to be traded now. Even if you go to the house to ask, they won’t dare to tell you unless they are introduced by an acquaintance who knows the situation.
Professional matters should be done by professionals. When looking for a house, you must find an agent. Although there are no agents now, there are street spies who are the most informed in collecting information.
"Come on, I'll take you to find someone."
Song Jingzhou held a roasted sweet potato in his hand and followed behind Su Qingci. "Where are you going?"
"West Street Intersection!"
After all, the original owner grew up in Kyoto, and he had heard a lot about the various alleys at school.
In this era of lack of entertainment facilities, young men have nowhere to release their energy. Those with wild personalities mostly form groups to fight with other kids in different areas and alleys.
After finishing the alleys, they would work in the alleys. When the alleys became uneven, they would work in the area, and finally find the kids in the compound to do the work.
When he was in school before, Su Jindong also took the kids from Liu Huaixiang out for a fight, but of course, he ended up in a miserable defeat.
On another street, a little bully nicknamed Flathead Meat had a bad relationship with the kids from Liuhuai Lane and had many fights. Later, it became a big fuss and Su Yi even stepped in. It seemed that Flathead Meat's uncle was a famous hoodlum in a certain old alley.
Before Su Qingci went to the countryside, the flat-headed man had been following his uncle. It was said that because of his bravery, ruthlessness, loyalty and honesty, he soon became a little famous in West Street Crossing.
These years have passed. If he were still in Kyoto, based on his style of doing things and his appeal back then, he would have either been deregistered or become a prominent figure now.
Su Qingci took Song Jingzhou on the bus and soon arrived at West Street Intersection.
Smelling the aroma of sugar-roasted chestnuts in the air, I couldn't help but buy two more bags.
The two of them walked slowly towards the old alley.
Soon, I saw a few street urchins playing cards at the entrance of an old and dilapidated alley.
One of them looked at Su Qingci and immediately whistled.
Su Qingci was not afraid and walked towards them.
The other party looked at Song Jingzhou's dark face and thought he was looking for trouble. Several of them threw the cards in their hands onto the steps, stood up with their arms around their chests, and looked at the two people walking towards them in a nonchalant manner.
Su Qingci stopped in front of them and took a look. She had seen a big black mole on the eyebrow of one of them before. It used to follow the flat-headed man.
"That one, the one with the big black mole, yes, that's you."
"Where's the flathead?"
When Big Black Mole heard Su Qingci asking about Flathead Meat, the nonchalant expression on his face disappeared, "Do you know Flathead Brother?"
"Yes, I have something to talk to him about. Where is he? Is he still running around in the alleys?"
Big Black Mole's expression darkened, and a look of wariness appeared in his eyes. "What do you want with Flathead Brother?"
Su Qingci was a little helpless. "I'm looking for him, not you. If he wants to go, just take me with you. I know him. I was there several times when Su Jindong from Liuhuai Lane had quarrels with you. I'm his sister."
The big black mole seemed to have thought of something and suddenly realized, "Oh, it's you, the one who was crying in the corner with another little girl."
Su Qingci's mouth twitched. I wasn't crying, it was the original owner who was crying.
"Brothers, let's go. We are acquaintances. Go and have fun. I will take her to find a Flathead Brother." Big Black Mole waved to the group of people next to him and called Su Qingci and Song Jingzhou to follow them.
"My name is Chang Zhijun, you can just call me Dachang."
"Flathead Brother was injured a while ago and has been detained at home by his uncle!"
"Is Flathead still playing?"
Dachang was silent for a moment, "You'll know when you see him."
Along the way, through chatting with Dachang, Su Qingci got a rough understanding of Pingtourou. His mother passed away when he was very young, and soon his stepmother came into the family. He lived with his grandmother. When he was less than ten years old, his grandmother also passed away, and no one wanted him. His stepmother didn't let him in, so he wandered around the streets. Later, his uncle heard the news and took him home.
"Over a year ago, his uncle He Ba was blocked in Shitou Hutong and had his leg broken. Rumor has it that he was helping one of his brothers get into trouble with players at the train station and broke their rules."
Su Qingci and Song Jingzhou exchanged a glance. "Anyone who can run rampant in a train station is basically someone who has passed the scrutiny of the higher-ups. It's impossible that He Ba doesn't understand this, right?"
Dachang sighed, "Who knows what he was thinking? He was originally planning to go to the countryside, but his uncle was ill and he had young cousins. He was afraid that the people he had offended before would come looking for him, so he stayed at home."
"Here, right here. Wait a minute, I'll call him."
"Flathead Brother, Flathead Brother, someone is looking for you."
As Dachang's call echoed in the alley, the single wooden door on the high threshold was opened with a creak, and a thin man in a gray vest poked his head out with a frown.
He glanced at Su Qingci and Song Jingzhou, walked out of the room and closed the door behind him. He looked less than 170 cm tall, and although he was thin, he had muscular muscles all over his body.
"Let's go, talk over there."
"What do you want from me? A debt or a fight?"
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