"Li Laosan's head was broken and the skin was broken, and he came to me to buy liquor to disinfect it."
"Later, I don't know why it stopped."
"After a few days, Li Laosan went out to work."
"The yellow chrysanthemum has also disappeared. When Lao Fangtou bought cigarettes, he said that she also went out to work."
"I guess it was because there was a bad scene that day. The men stopped coming to the door, so Huang Juhua started to go out and provoke the men."
The boss reminded her in a low voice: "Where did you hear this?"
"speak slowly."
A man came in at the door. He saw Zhou Zhimo and the others and began to look at them.
The boss greeted with a busy smile: "Old Zhao, do you want to buy cigarettes?"
The visitor nodded: "Bring me a pack of cigarettes."
"Are you having relatives here? They look very unfamiliar."
Before entering the village, Zhou Zhimo and the others changed into casual clothes and drove Liang Yinuo's private car.
When the woman was about to speak, the boss smiled and said, "Oh, yes, we just walked in."
The visitor looked at it a few more times, then turned around and walked out.
The boss then whispered: "This is Zhao Hongsheng."
He explained: "I don't know what you are asking. Seeing that you are not wearing police uniforms, I was afraid that telling you would delay your work, so I didn't say you were the police."
Zhou Zhimo smiled and praised him: "You did a good job."
"What does this person usually do?"
The boss said: "Zhao Hongsheng used to make dustpans and backpacks for sale."
"There are fewer people using it now, and he is very lazy. He does less and just wanders around like this all day long."
Zhou Zhimo asked him: "Who else is in his family?"
The boss shook his head: "I found a wife a few years ago who was more than ten years younger than him."
"I followed him here when I was fourteen or fifteen. Then when I grew up, I ran away and never came back."
"He has been a bachelor for so many years."
Zhou Zhimo asked him again: "What do Li Laosan and Lao Fangtou do?"
The boss continued: "Li Laosan is a casual worker. He will do a small job on the construction site to start."
"I have a wife and children at home. My daughter is getting married and my son has dropped out of school to work."
"Old Fangtou is a pig butcher. Every household used to raise pigs."
"Every winter, more than a month later than this, he starts to be busy and is very popular."
"He can be regarded as a son who inherited his father's business. He took over his father's job and has been doing it for half his life."
"In the past few years, the number of people in neighboring villages has gradually decreased, and there are even fewer pig farmers."
"Old Fangtou, he's not that busy anymore."
Zhou Zhimo knew it well: "Okay, boss, thank you for your cooperation today."
Before leaving, he nodded gratefully to the woman.
The boss smiled: "It should, it should."
After they left, the boss whispered to the woman behind him: "That's the police. How can you say that they are talking nonsense?"
"I've really gotten used to you. You speak without restraint and don't think twice about what you say."
"If you say that, you'll make others unhappy. Aren't you looking for trouble?"
"Is that fun if I catch you in it?"
The woman listened to him lecture her, and suddenly saw the bag on the counter: "They forgot their things."
Only then did the boss react and the two of them chased after him with his things in hand: "Just wait a minute."
When Zhou Zhimo heard the sound, he stopped and looked back at them running towards them.
The boss handed him the bag: "You didn't take your stuff."
Zhou Zhimo took it with a smile: "Thank you, we forgot."
The woman was a little embarrassed, lowered her head slightly, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I'm a woman, I don't know what I say, so don't be angry."
Zhou Zhimo comforted her with a smile: "No, no."
"We also have to thank you for your help."
"Okay, go back quickly."
After the three of them walked away, Liang Yinuo couldn't help but ask Zhou Zhimo: "Master, that eldest sister is so eloquent."
He smiled so hard that he couldn't keep his mouth shut: "You were so lively when you spoke. I made that man stunned for a while."
"That boss is quite a clever man."
"Master, you are really amazing."
"I was still thinking, you don't smoke, why would you go to the canteen to buy cigarettes?"
"It turns out that you were trying to get information. You had already planned it."
Zhou Zhimo smiled: "As you will soon know, the police sometimes come out to handle cases, especially in these unfamiliar places."
"Just look for a store first. When people have nothing to do, they will come here to enjoy themselves."
"This is the intelligence station in every village."
"Buying a pack of cigarettes gives me a basis for conversation."
"When you meet a gentleman in the village, hand him a cigarette and you can start talking."
Liang Yinuo extended his thumb and praised: "Master, high."
"I learned it too."
Zhou Zhimo said nothing and continued walking forward with a smile.
Soon, I met an old man walking towards me on the road with his hands behind his back.
Zhou Zhimo walked over with a smile: "Brother, you are just wandering around."
As he spoke, he tore open the cigarette case, handed over a cigarette, and took out a lighter to light it.
After taking a sip, the old man asked: "Are you looking for someone?"
Zhou Zhimo smiled: "You have good eyesight."
"We heard there was a pig butcher in the village and wanted to find him."
The old man looked at him: "Are you talking about Old Fangtou?"
Zhou Zhimo nodded: "Yes, yes, that's Old Fangtou. Can you give me some directions?"
The old man raised his hand and pointed to the bamboo forest not far away: "Walk along the road, through the bamboo forest, and keep walking. Just ask someone and you will know."
Zhou Zhimo asked casually: "How does he usually behave?"
The old man thought for a while: "What can I say, it's okay."
"I didn't do anything big, I just supported my family."
"My wife died a long time ago and the children have gone out, leaving him alone at home."
He remembered and asked, "What are you doing with him?"
He looked at the three of them: "You don't look like someone from the countryside who raises pigs at home, do you?"
Zhou Zhimo explained with a smile: "When I passed by the next village, I heard that Old Fangtou is good at killing pigs. This is also a craft."
"We are doing cultural records, so come and take a look."
The old man nodded with sudden realization and took a puff of cigarette: "Oh, then go find it quickly."
The three of them continued walking forward, and Liang Yinuo said with a smile: "Master, next time I will bring some cigarettes from home and put them in the car. You don't smoke, so you don't need to buy any more."
Zhou Zhimo told him: "Are you stupid?"
"People in the village, especially the elderly, are accustomed to smoking."
"I asked the people at the store what people in the village like to smoke."
"I take the cigarette that everyone likes to smoke, and when I hand it out, the distance becomes closer."
"Bring me those high-end cigarettes from your home, they may not like them."
Liang Yinuo was taught: "I understand."
"It's true, it's better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books."
Zhou Zhimo saw a figure: "Is that Zhao Hongsheng?"
