Lu Cenyin immediately said, "Come with me!"

After the talk is finished.

She locked the landlord Lao Cai with a rice bag statue into the safe, and hurried out with me.

After getting on the red coupe, Lu Cenyin looked a little excited, mixed with a little relief.

I understand what this girl is thinking.

After opening the treasure, it is now at least clear that both my parents and Lu Zhijie are the targets that the old manager wants to harm.

They have a common enemy.

From this point of view, maybe my parents and Lu Zhijie are not friends, but the possibility of them being killed by Lu Zhijie is not high.

The relationship between me and her no longer needs to be stubborn because of this factor.

On the car, Lu Cenyin said to me: "When I was a child, my deaf mother lived at home for a while, and she was very kind to me. I am very grateful. After she was driven away by the Lu family, she was deaf and mute, had no relatives, and no one wanted to be a waiter. She could only push a cart to collect junk at the Jinling Ferry."

"Although I was still young at that time, I had a lot of pocket money. I often went to see my deaf mother and gave her money. But I don't know why, every time I went to find her, she would whisper to me, as if she was very angry, and sometimes she would smash me with something and drive me away."

"Slowly, I dare not look for her anymore. Speaking of which, I haven't seen my deaf mother for many years."

Jinling Ferry is a slum area.

The people inside are of different ranks, mixed with fish and dragons, and some small paradise to beat gongs.

A deaf and dumb woman without any life skills was collecting rags there, which shows that life was extremely difficult.

I asked, "After so many years, how can you be sure that she is still at the ferry?"

Lu Cenyin's pretty face was extremely resolute and replied: "Look for it! She has no other means of making a living except for collecting rags. As long as she is still alive, she will definitely find her."

About an hour.

The car arrived at the ferry.

Perhaps there are few good cars coming to such dirty and messy places in normal times, and many people are curiously watching.

Most of the houses around are wooden houses, doing small businesses, including incense, candles, paper money, pots, pans, side dishes, cigarettes, meat and vegetable vendor stalls, which look small, crowded and cramped. Greedy and greasy, black dirty water flows everywhere on the ground, garbage piled up in the open air, flies flying around, and wild dogs digging blindly.

Lu Cenyin took me to drill around the ferry.

She was looking for a place where her deaf mother lived with her vague memories of the past.

On the way, I occasionally meet some dirty little beggars.

When I saw them, I wanted to give them some pocket money when I was my childhood.

One or two hundred yuan is a drop in the bucket for us.

But they may have never asked for so much money, and they looked very happy. They didn't even take the money to buy things or leave. Instead, they followed us from a distance with great curiosity.

Time has passed too long.

The ferry is very large, with a population of tens of thousands, and there is basically no difference in the appearance of wooden houses everywhere.

Lu Cenyin got lost and couldn't find the original place.

In desperation, she had to ask all the way, but after asking the owners of seven or eight small shops, they all said that they didn't know there was such a person.

Lu Cenyin looked a little depressed and turned to me and said, "It seems that we should first find the nearby waste purchase station. If we can't ask, we may ask someone to help us get a list of the entire Jinling waste purchase stations and check them one by one."

I don't agree.

This is a huge project volume.

I turned around and waved to a little beggar who had been following us.

When the little beggar saw it, he ran over quickly.

I asked, "Little boy, do you know where a deaf and dumb grandmother at the ferry is living?"

The little beggar's face was dark and he had a snot. He nodded extremely seriously: "I know where she lives by collecting the ragged old deaf milk."

I was immediately overjoyed: "Take us to find her."

The little beggar replied: "Okay!"

He turned around and walked forward.

Seeing this, Lu Cenyin widened her eyes, looked at me incredible, and asked, "How do you know he will know the way?"

I replied, "Because he was the same as when I was a kid."

Lu Cenyin: "..."

When I was a kid, I didn’t have any other skills, but I only trained three special skills: one is to act pitiful, the second is to observe who has money in my pocket, and the third is to be very informed about people, things and information nearby.

There is one thing that is very impressive.

We once found a woman who cuckolded her husband and told her about the matter. Brother Cong, a bastard, asked us to hold her off on the way from get off work and threatened her to give us money. If she didn't give the money, she would tell her husband about the matter.

The woman was scared to tears at that time and gave us three hundred dollars in tremblingly, sealing our mouths.

In 1991, three hundred yuan was a huge sum of money.

Brother Cong was very happy that day and added a chicken leg to each of us for dinner.

If the deaf mother had been collecting trash at the ferry, even though there were tens of thousands of people at the ferry, these little beggars would definitely know.

Following the little beggar, he walked around five or six alleys and came to an alley entrance.

Lu Cenyin looked very excited and said to me: "It's this place, my deaf mom has never changed the place!"

When she arrived at the door of an extremely dilapidated wooden house, the little beggar pointed at the door and said, "She lives here."

There was an old-fashioned lock on the outside of the wooden house, and I didn’t see a wooden cart outside. I guess I went to collect some rags.

I gave the little beggar one hundred yuan, touched his head, and said, "Thank you, let's wait for her here."

After the little beggar took the money, he turned around and left.

But he walked more than ten meters away, turned around, opened his eyes wide, sucked his pus and snot, and asked, "Boss, are you in a hurry to sell rags? If it's in a hurry, I'll take you to another place, she may be there, so she doesn't have to wait here."

I smiled and said, "Okay!"

The little beggar took us away again.

Half an hour later, I actually arrived at the gate of an underground gambling house.

There was a wooden cart at the door, and there was a lot of rags piled up on it.

The little beggar pointed to the underground gambling house and said, "Deaf milk often picks up mineral water bottles, cigarette boxes and discarded poker inside, and sometimes helps the people inside to buy food."

After the talk, he ran to play.

Lu Cenyin and I looked at each other and saw excitement in each other's eyes.

Ten meters away from the gambling house, I saw about a dozen men wearing rubber shoes and shirtless. They squatted on the ground, eating lunch boxes, chatting, and each of them had a wooden abacus next to them.

I heard very well, and I heard them still had a northern accent.

I couldn't help but feel silenced.

The ferry is indeed a mixture of fish and dragons, and there are such professionals from the old world who come here to make a living.

Lu Cenyin and I entered the gambling house.
Chapter completed!