C45

The old man lit up a cigarette. His turbid eyes focused on the rising smoke as he slowly sunk into deep memories …

Lee Futian's life was very bitter. He should have had a daughter and two sons. The majority of the rural people had the same thought. They wanted to raise children to prevent old age. The second year of giving birth to their daughter, Li Shuisheng was born along with them.

Li Shuisheng was born in 1982, and immediately after that, Lee Futian's third son, Li Shuiyang, also landed on the ground.

It was July 1983, I remember, and the country had just adopted a family planning policy. Lee Futian was one of those who had gone beyond the norm, and he faced huge fines. However, Lee Futian's financial situation back then could not accept the fine, so...

When the old man said this, he found it difficult to speak. I hastily asked, "What's wrong?" Don't be afraid, so many years have passed, and we will not pursue this matter anymore! "

"Sigh, I'm ashamed!" The old man continued to reminisce, and said: "Back then Lee Futian and his wife carried the newly-born Li Shuiyang to find me, they … They gave me fifty dollars and told me to get someone to put the child's account in it! "

"But who would dare?" The old man continued, "At that time, investigations were strict, and people were stubborn. Thus, in the end, I had no choice but to pass on this child Li Shuiyang to someone else!"

"Ah, to whom?" I was surprised to hear that.

The old man continued, "At that time, Yang Lishan and his wife at the western end of the village had no children, so they passed on to his family!"

"What a sin!" The old man started crying when he said this, he said: "It just so happened to rain down on the day the children passed on, Lee Futian and his wife cried and passed the child on to Yang Lishan, who would have thought, that their eldest daughter actually fell and drowned in the well at home, sigh, it's all my fault, if not for coveting the fifty yuan, how could I have ended up like this …"

I sighed, looks like this matter was already cleared up. Lee Futian's son Li Shuiyang should be Yang Tianwa, no wonder Lee Futian had risked his life to fake the scene, if I thought about it now, letting Zhang Tianyang catch him could be considered to be doing it on purpose.

In order to verify the authenticity of my guess, I asked the old man. He nodded and said, "That kid Tian Wa is so good, his grades are so good, much better than his elder brother Li Shuisheng. Who would have thought that he wouldn't attend half of high school!"

Learning well? There's something wrong here. Yang Tianwa told us at the time that he entered the construction site because he couldn't get into university. Could it be that there's something more to this?

I said to the old man, "Please take the trouble to bring me to Lee Futian and Yang Tianwa's house."

Done!

After saying that, the old man slowly stood up. I walked over to his side and held his arm. Wang Da Hammer helped to open the room's door, and then took the old man's arm from me. He gave me a silly smile.

When I saw someone like Wang Da Hammer, I was annoyed. I said to him, "You can go back, there's no need for you!"

"Ah?" "Then my matter …" Big Hammer Wang thought for a moment and said, "How about this, you guys go first. I'll go back and prepare some food and wine. Yesterday, I caught a pheasant. I'll let the two captains have a taste!"

"Heh …" I said, "Do you dare to eat wild pheasants? Do what you have to do! This has nothing to do with you! "

Big Hammer Wang acted as if he was amnesty and hurriedly nodded at me before running out of the village committee. I helped the old man walk to the exit, just in time to see Liao Mengfann hang up the phone. She looked at Wang Da Chou who was running far away and asked me, "Why did you let him go?"

I chuckled and said, "So what if we capture him? Let's go, he can still come out. There's no other way, we are not a god! "

Looking at Wang Da Hammer's back, Liao Mengfann coldly snorted. She walked to the old man's left side and the two of us held his hand as they slowly walked along the muddy road.

After walking for around 10 minutes, the old man stopped in front of a brick house that he had yet to finish building. He pointed and said, "This is Lee Futian's home.

I looked at the old man's arm and found that this house was only half-built, and from the looks of the red brick, it should have been built several years ago. It seems that Lee Futian had built this house while saving money!

Next to the brick building was a dilapidated adobe house. I went in and pulled the lock off the door. Inside, I found myself in two rooms. There were some old furniture, all covered with dust.

There was an old-fashioned cabinet in the east wing of the house. On the cabinet, there were two oversized glass mirrors and on the mirrors, there were many old photos in black and white. Most of them were pictures of Lee Futian when he was young.

One of them was a photo of Lee Futian and his wife with their children. In the photo, Lee Futian's wife was carrying Li Shuiyang, who was still in her infancy. His eldest daughter and son were standing on both sides of Lee Futian.

Looking at these photos, I had a bad feeling. There weren't any valuable clues in the house, so I walked out of the house and locked the door. I said to the old man, "Let's go and take a look at Yang Tianwa's house!"

Yang Tianwa's home was located at the western end of the village, and they had to pass through a small wooden bridge to reach there. From afar, an old lady and a six or seven year old boy were standing on the bridge.

"Grandma, I want to eat three pieces of ice cream. Buy them for me!" The little boy tugged on his grandmother's sleeve and said coquettishly.

"Alright, alright, alright. My eldest grandson can eat, and my granny is very happy!" The old lady patted her grandson's head, then squatted down and said, "The ground is covered in mud, your grandmother will carry you!"

Good!

The little boy happily laid on Grandma's back, and the two of them quickly disappeared from our sight.

"Sigh!" I sighed and said to the two of them, "It's such a long distance relationship. I'm too fond of this child. What should I do when this child grows up?"

Liao Mengfann said: "What can we do? Both parents are not around, some old people look at the child is afraid of complaining, can only spoil the child! "

After listening to Liao Mengfann's words, I suddenly thought of Zhao Qianer. I asked: "Do you think that Zhao Qianer was also raised like this?"

I said, "I feel that Wang Guifen is a good person. From her actions of going to Deng Yawen's grave, she should be feeling very guilty about Deng Yawen's death."

"That's right!" Liao Mengfann's eyes were a little dazed. She said: "From the state that Zhao Qianer was in before she died, she is probably mocking the culprit. From this, it can be inferred that she has a very rebellious and condescending personality.

I said, "Isn't it always like this in China? Look here! "

While I was talking, I pointed to the locked houses around us and said, "Some people go out with their families to work, and their children study in erratic places. Well, how many of these kids are talented? "It's extremely rare!"

"Sigh!" Speaking up to here, the old man sighed, and said: "There are only two students in our village, and they are both Lee Futian's sons, they are all sinners!"

"Tian Wa's foster parents have also gone out to work. There's only an old lady left to guard the house. We're here!"

The old man pointed to a brick house in front of them and said, "They can't live in such a good house for more than a few times a year. What's the use of it?"

After I helped the old man push open the door to Yang Tianwa's house, an old lady with a head full of white hair walked out. When the Old Granny saw that it was the Old Village Chief, she asked, "What's the matter?"

The old man introduced them, "These two are from the Public Security Bureau. Come here and get a better understanding of the situation!"

"Then come in!" The old lady stood up and said to us.

Yang Tianwa and I changed into slippers and asked the old lady, "Grandma, where is Yang Tianwa's room?"

"That room …" The old lady pointed to a small room in the room and said.

The room was cleaned and there were many posters of Zidane on the wall. It seemed that Yang Tianwa liked football. It didn't quite fit with his personality. There was a desk in the room with a lot of high school books on it.

Next to the desk was a computer desk with an old desktop computer. I am very interested in this computer. I am going to move the chassis away and investigate it later.

There were two locked little doors at the bottom of the desk, and I tugged on them but did not open them.

I smiled at Liao Mengfann, then took out the key chain from the Pocket. On my key chain hung a very thin metal wire, the instructor of the police academy had once taught me how to unlock the door, so I inserted the iron wire into the keyhole, and very quickly opened the lock.

Inside the small door, there were many white envelopes. I took out the envelopes and found that there were more than 50 letters and the sender had all written Deng Yawen's name.

"Open it and take a look?" I asked Liao Mengfann.

Liao Mengfann nodded her head, she donned a white glove and opened a letter.

This is the first letter that Big Sister Yawen wrote to you, but it would definitely not be the last letter. Big Sister Yawen was also a child who came from a village, so you have to remember this. 5 June 2000.

Dear Tian Wazi, the computer should have received it by now, right? Can you use it? I know you don't have Internet access yet, so I put a lot of learning materials on the hard drive of the computer, you just have to turn on the playback! 13 May 2001.

God! Big Sister Yawen never thought that you were actually not their biological child. It seems that we are both considered orphans! However, you are much better than Sister Yawen, you would at least be able to see your parents frequently, sigh! Don't think about it, I'm so tired … 10 December 2002.

Little brother Shuiyang, have you seen my picture? Is elder sister beautiful? I'm telling you, big sister has a boyfriend, but... He was older than his sister, but that didn't matter. Love was not restricted by age, was it? Blessing to my sister … 16 March 2003.

Little brother Shuiyang, this might be big sis' last letter to you, why are they doing this? Why do we rural people have to be inferior to others? Elder sister's dream was shattered. I don't know how to walk on the road in the future … Perhaps … Would that world be better? 25 April 2003.

This was the last letter Deng Yawen wrote Yang Tianwa, and it was never seen again. It seemed that she jumped off the building and committed suicide not long after he sent the letter.

Liao Mengfann placed the letter down, and she touched her lower lip with one hand. After thinking for a while, she said to me: "I am very curious about Deng Yawen's boyfriend's identity …"