Chapter 106 Du Jianshan
The process of finding Xia Zhizhi was much simpler than the Du family had imagined.
There were only a few communes in Mudanjiang City, and female comrades with the surname Xia were rare. Du Taiping personally went to the Youth League Office to look through the list, and the number of suspicious persons could be counted on one hand.
The Du family asked several people who had seen her to confirm it one by one.
There were several people in the alley that day who wanted to "invite" Xia Zhizhi to be their guest, and each of them was only given two quotas.
Du Jianshan's nickname was Maozi because he had curly hair.
Although his last name is Du, it has nothing to do with the Du in Du Biao. He was born into an ordinary working-class family. His family was a single-family household. His father was a worker, and he had to support the whole family with his meager salary. It was not easy for the family to live on. They tightened their belts and trousers to avoid starvation to death.
His other brothers and sisters, unable to find jobs after graduation, volunteered to go to the countryside to make a living.
He felt that he could not endure the hardship of working in the fields, and was unwilling to go to the countryside after graduation. If he did not go to the countryside and just stayed at home eating idle meals, his mother would scold him, so he usually did not want to stay at home and would just wander around the streets.
By chance, he got to know a lackey under Du Biao. Although Du Jianshan was usually timid, he was quite smart. Gradually, he became a sentry, wandering back and forth at the entrances and exits of several alleys in the black market.
When a few scoundrels went to block Xia Zhizhi, they happened to catch him eating during his shift change.
Normally, this kind of thing would not happen to a marginal figure like him, so it was just a coincidence this time.
When he was changing shifts, he saw that these small bosses were about to do something big, so he thought that even though he couldn't help much, he could just join in the back to make up the numbers and give himself up some courage.
If the higher-ups are happy and give some reward or something, maybe he, who is just there to make up the numbers, can get a few dollars or so.
When he went to block Xia Zhizhi, he was shocked in his heart. Look at this pretty girl, as crisp and tender as peeled green onions. How could she be so blind as to dare to go to the black market alone? What a pity! He just hoped that she would be more sensible and suffer less.
After Xia Zhizhi entered the house, he never saw her again. He didn't take it to heart and continued to work after dinner.
It was not until ten days later, when he was found by the small leader and assigned a task, that he realized he had missed out on a shocking piece of news.
My goodness, no wonder that girl is so pretty, her skin is so smooth, like a peeled egg, without any spots or marks, even pores are barely visible.
He said how could a normal person look so good, it turns out he is not a human?
That's normal.
Several of them, the witnesses, were sent out to gather information, but they couldn't just ask anyone they met, so the leader prepared a big mission package for each member of their team that was sent out to search for the immortal.
There were four packs of cigarettes, two pounds of candy and ten yuan in it.
After all, we are looking for immortals, so the news is definitely not as easy to get as for ordinary people. If you ask people for news and expect them to tell the truth, you should prepare some candies, cigarettes, etc. to be prepared.
Du Jianshan rode his bicycle happily, thinking that he had caught the eyes of his superiors and that promotion and salary increase were just around the corner.
I touched my swollen belly and felt that the day when I could fly onto the tree and become a phoenix was not far away.
How much can we use to get the information? A pack of cigarettes is enough, and the rest will belong to the Russians, right?
Doesn't that mean you don't have to do anything and can earn fifteen or sixteen dollars a day?
He has made great progress. Even the mayor may not have such a high salary!
He didn't think he had the luck to find out the whereabouts of the fox fairy, he just came out to make up the numbers.
I rode leisurely on my bike, planning to visit the two villages I was assigned to, go through the process, and then go back to report.
Of course, he couldn't go back too early, otherwise his superiors would think that he was not conscientious. Du Jianshan was still very perceptive.
He was riding his bike and had just turned into Zhongxing Brigade when he saw a girl standing in the middle of the road with her back to him, gesturing at something.
It looked a little familiar. Du Jianshan felt uneasy. It shouldn't be possible in broad daylight, but the back of the figure was so familiar. It really looked like the fox fairy that day...
He panicked, the handlebars swayed, and he fell directly into a ditch on the side of the road.
The members who were doing the autumn harvest nearby were wide-eyed. How could this guy ride into the ditch on such a big road? Where did he come from with such poor riding skills?
The member put down the sickle in his hand and kindly came over to help him up.
Du Maozi's face hit the handlebars hard. When he raised his head, his nose and face were bruised and swollen, looking so miserable.
Fortunately, it was autumn harvest time and there was neither water nor fertilizer in the ditches, otherwise it would have been even worse.
"Thank you, comrade." Du Maozi's mouth was also broken, but because there were living people next to him, he was not so scared. He bravely asked: "Who is the female comrade in front?"
The members of the cooperative just thought that the young man had taken a fancy to Xia Zhizhi. After all, it was not uncommon to see girls bumping into trees while walking. "She is Xia Zhizhi, the educated youth from our village."
Last name: Xia!
Du Maozi's scalp tightened, he swallowed, tremblingly took out a cigarette from his bag and handed it to the member: "Well, what's her name?"
The member took the cigarette and helped him pick up the bicycle. The member was also an experienced person and could understand the boys' fluttering hearts when they saw the pretty girl: "Her name is Xia Zhizhi, an educated youth from the south. She is easy to get along with, but she is not in good health. She is sick and spends 8 out of 10 days lying on the kang..."
Xia Zhizhi had heard the noise behind her a long time ago, but she was just facing the camera. After taking a photo, she turned around and saw a young man standing in the ditch with a bruised face.
They had only met once, and he had fallen into such a mess, so it was no wonder that she didn't recognize him. She took a few steps forward and prepared to ask if he needed help.
The young man climbed out of the ditch with his butt and urine dripping down his face as if he had been electrocuted, and even fell down in the middle. Then he picked up the bicycle and ran away...
"Hey?" Xia Zhizhi stretched out her hand. Could this be a stolen bicycle?
The member next to him smiled and held a cigarette in his mouth, with an expression that I understood: "It's okay, it's okay, the boy is just shy."
It's not surprising that guys, young and old, behave inappropriately in front of girls because they are shy. He has been through this and he understands.
All right……
Xia Zhizhi scratched her hair. Fortunately, she was not a particularly curious person. Although she did not understand, she could respect it.
After taking a few photos, I went back to the house to write my article.
Du Maozi carried the bicycle and ran two miles in one breath. When he saw that Xia Zhizhi didn't catch up with him, he breathed a sigh of relief, got on the bicycle, and pedaled back to the black market like a hot wheel.
I originally wanted to tidy myself up before going to see Master Biao, but when I got to the door, I thought about it, ruffled my hair even more, rubbed the mud on the soles of my shoes all over my body, and then limped into the house.
As soon as I entered the room, Du Biao was standing by the window, with one hand behind his back and the other holding a cigarette, puffing on it.
There was no smile on his face at this moment. He stood straight with his brows slightly furrowed, looking a little oppressed.
It wasn't that he didn't want to sit, but the scab on his butt hadn't fallen off yet and it would hurt to sit. It wouldn't be appropriate to lie down in front of people, so he had to stand.
Seeing Du Maozi coming in, Du Biao looked him up and down. As he was looking at him, Du Maozi's limp became even worse.