Chapter 62 Taiping Hutong

Zhao Ye also didn't want the water to flow to the countryside, but he did it out of selfish motives, so he also persuaded him: "Qiangzi is right, you are not in good health, so you better stop messing around. Besides, you

I didn’t register with the street office, so if I keep a low profile, it shouldn’t be a big problem.”

Shui Ziliu thought about it for a while, then nodded helplessly and said, "Okay, then I'll listen to you."

After saying that, he reminded Tu Zhiqiang worriedly: "Qiangzi, you'd better take this to heart. You have been working in the lumber factory honestly for the past two years, but you don't dare to go out and cause trouble."

Tu Zhiqiang cried out: "Ever since I got involved in the Nine Tigers and Thirteen Eagles thing, I have long drawn a clear line with those people. Now I only occasionally have a drink with you, and then go to the black market to do some business with you. Others

I will not be involved in anything."

"It's not that I don't believe you, it's mainly because of your temper. Sometimes you really have to change it, otherwise you will always suffer a loss. What do you think, Lao Zhao?"

Zhao Ye had no choice but to laugh when he heard that the water was flowing down his body, and he said in an innocent tone: "Brother Shui, just put your heart back in your stomach. Qiangzi has his own sense of proportion."

Hearing Zhao Ye's support for him, Tu Zhiqiang became even more displeased with his doubts about Shui Ziliu, and complained grumblingly: "Listen to what Brother Zhao said, others don't know who I am, but you still don't know?"

"Qiangzi, I didn't mean that..." Seeing that Tu Zhiqiang was dissatisfied, Shui Ziliu wanted to say something to comfort him, but as soon as the words came out, he suddenly realized that the situation was wrong and hurriedly changed his words:

"Okay, let's discuss this matter in private. Let's talk about Lao Zhao's going to the countryside first. Lao Zhao, do you have anything else to ask your brothers to handle?"

This was what Zhao Ye was waiting for, and he immediately said: "I really have a few things that I want to trouble you with."

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"So, I saved the money for the drink."

Just stumbling from the beginning to the end of the alley, Zhao Ye discovered a problem, that is, he could not find Zheng Juan's home.

The so-called Taiping Hutong is actually similar in nature to Guangzi Street. It sounds nice on the outside, but it doesn’t live up to its name on the inside. To a certain extent, Taiping Hutong is even more dilapidated and poorer than Guangzi Street.

The little boy looked to be about five or six years old. He was wearing a patched navy blue cotton jacket and cotton trousers, and a broken felt hat on his head.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Ye knew that he had found the destination of his trip.

The next day, the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, we had rare good weather. Under the sunshine, everything was covered in silver.

"Okay, then you wait for my news, and I will send you food stamps within three days at most. But as for the bicycle, can you accept the old one?"

Tu Zhiqiang suddenly said: "You can also tell that boy Zhou Bingkun and ask him to take care of you. This will be safer."

"The old ones are the best, as long as they can be ridden." Zhao Ye agreed and said the second thing by the way:

Of course, these are not the main point. The main point is that the child seems to have blind eyesight and needs to use a stick to find the way in front of him when walking.

Zhao Ye smiled and said: "Haha, so you are Zheng Guangming?"

"That's not true. Let's go quickly. I have prepared a lot of good things today."

"As for the food stamps, I want to keep them with Brother Shui temporarily. After I go to the countryside, I will come to Brother Shui to get food on the last day of every month. What do you think?"

Zhao Ye, who came out of Tu Zhiqiang's house, had nothing to do for a while, so he simply walked along the narrow gravel road, passing through the adobe houses, heading towards Taiping Hutong in the west.

Yes, Zhao Ye planned to go and see Zheng Juan. When he was drinking last night, through some insinuations, he already knew that Tu Zhiqiang didn't even know Zheng Juan at this time, let alone Zheng Juan.

"You said, as long as we can do it, we will never refuse."

"Then it's settled. I'll repair the door later and add a lock just in case."

Tu Zhiqiang also patted his chest and said, "Brother Zhao, just say it directly."

Zhao Ye said indifferently: "Of course I know this, but if people can't live anymore, what's the use of guarding such a golden pimple?"

Zheng Guangming nodded and repeated the old conversation again: "You'd better go back. Our family really looks down on illness. Besides, my mother said I was born with it and it can't be cured."

Just when Zhao Ye was hesitating whether to go to the entrance of the People's Cinema to see if Zheng Juan and her mother were selling candied haws, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a little boy appearing in a yard not far ahead.

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But he also remembered that when Zheng Guangming first appeared in the play, he used a glass lens to look at the sun. This means that the child was probably able to see light at that time.

Not wanting to hear this, Shui Ziliu slapped his forehead: "Look at my memory. I was so busy talking to you that I forgot about the serious business of this visit. Qiangzi, tell me!"

Arriving outside the Zheng family courtyard, Zhao Ye asked across the loess courtyard wall that was no higher than his waist: "Kid, your name is Zheng Guangming, right?"

Shui Ziliu didn't ask Zhao Ye about the origin of the gold. He weighed it in his hand, frowned and said, "Hey, it's not light. Are you sure you want to change it? In this day and age, gold is not worth much."

Zhao Ye was stunned for a moment when he was asked. When he noticed the child's dull eyes, he couldn't help but soften his heart and said softly: "I am a doctor. I heard that there is a child named Zheng Guangming who cannot see.

So I came here specifically to see if I can cure this disease."

While thinking wildly, Zhao Ye followed the memory of his predecessor and arrived at the entrance of Taiping Hutong.

The child suspected of being Zheng Guangming, despite his young age, was quite alert. When he heard the words, he asked instead, "Who are you? What do you want from Zheng Guangming?"

I wanted to find someone to ask, but I was worried that the harsh words would have a bad impact on the Zheng family.

As soon as the water started flowing, he understood Zhao Ye's concerns and couldn't help but praise: "This is a good idea, I agree. I will store the food at your house three days in advance, so that even if I am not here, it will not delay your business.

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"Okay, I'll say hello to him before I leave."

Unfortunately, this also means that he may not be able to find the scum Luo Shibin in a short period of time. Even if he wants to eliminate harm to the people, he will be unable to do so.

The paths in the alley were winding and uneven, and the snow was not cleared. Zhao Ye almost fell down several times because he was unfamiliar with the terrain.

After talking about the business, Zhao Ye saw that it was getting late, so he simply suggested: "Let's go, find a place to treat you two to a few drinks?"

"Then I'll thank you two first." After saying that, Zhao Ye took out a gold bar from his arms and pushed it in front of the two of them: "Brother Shui, I know you have the connections, please help me change a bicycle, and the remaining

All the money was exchanged for food stamps.”

Zhao Ye knew that Zheng Guangming was born blind and was abandoned by his family before he was one month old, and was finally adopted by Zheng's mother.

Tu Zhiqiang said with a smile: "Brother Shui and I are here specifically to invite you to have a drink. I have prepared the wine and food at noon, just waiting for Brother Zhao to arrive."

“But our family has no money and cannot afford medical treatment!”

How should I put it, this news made Zhao Ye both happy and regretful. Fortunately, Zheng Juan, a poor woman, had not jumped into Tu Zhiqiang's pit at this time.

"I don't have to pay for medical treatment, and whether I can cure you or not, I have to do an examination to be sure."

After all, Zheng Guangming was still young at this time, so how could he resist the temptation of regaining his sight? So after some ideological struggle, he finally invited Zhao Ye in.

Zhao Ye entered the courtyard without mentioning entering the house. He casually took a stool under the eaves and sat at the door, carefully checking Zheng Guangming's pulse.

It’s a new month again in the blink of an eye. I would like to thank you all for your previous support and encouragement. I hope that you can continue to support me in the new month. I also wish you all the best and success in this spring day.

One floor!
Chapter completed!