Chew Slowly Chapter 85

Chapter 85 Chapter 85

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It takes one hour to drive to Beiguan Town, but it takes nearly twice as long to drive to Beiguan Town. Not to mention that taking a car is not more comfortable than driving. This is just looking for trouble.Chen Zongqian took the earliest flight and found a window seat.The distance between his front and back is too narrow, and his legs are placed in an extremely cramped position.

While waiting for the train to leave, he took out two long printed tickets from his pocket, one was brand new and the other was wrinkled.The ticket inspector asked for the ticket stub. After tearing up one piece, he saw that Chen Zongqian still had another in his hand. He said to the empty seat next to him: “This person hasn’t gotten on the bus yet?”

Chen Zongqian smiled and said it was from before and the ticket stub was gone.

“Forgot to throw it away? That’s right. You can’t just throw away the paper with your name and ID card printed on it.” She turned around and checked the tickets for the passengers on the other side of the aisle. “It’s convenient to use electronic tickets.”

“It’s no trouble.” He said. The ticket inspector had already walked to the back of the car and didn’t hear his response.Chen Zongqian looked at the wrinkled old ticket. Xu Qiaochuan’s name was printed on the passenger column.This ticket was found in the pocket of Xu Qiaochuan’s sweater. Touching it seemed to be touching the trajectory of Xu Qiaochuan’s activities.

The air conditioner is turned on in the car, which is neither too cold nor too hot. The air is dull and stagnant, and only flows slightly when travelers stop and transfer.The MV of the guava song was playing on the car’s LCD screen. The volume was very loud, and the love became more and more heartbreaking.

Chen Zongqian felt chest tightness and dizziness, and it was difficult to fall asleep with his eyes closed. He could not help but think of Xu Qiaochuan.Brother, this unpredictable child, what was it like to ride back in the car before?

Xu Qiaochuan fell asleep several times in his car. Was it the same in the passenger car?It was difficult for Chen Zongqian to imagine Xu Qiaochuan’s state of mind.

He believed that he loved his brother, otherwise the longing that had grown up for more than ten or twenty years could not be explained, and the pain in his heart would not exceed everything he felt when he saw Xu Qiaochuan.He was the one who had been trapped in the seaside park. Xiaoran was no longer there. He was still where he was. How could he find someone who had left?

Beiguan Town is very small, and Guantang Village below it is even smaller.Fate played a trick on Chen Zongqian, who came here again and again because of Xu Qiaochuan.At first, I wanted to investigate and understand Xu Qiaochuan, and then it was the mysterious disappearance case. Unfortunately, the results were not satisfactory.

The Xu family’s old house is built on a hillside. It is a small bungalow built with red bricks. It is hidden by the trees. From the intersection, only a corner of the bricks can be seen.No one has been back for a long time, and they look lifeless.Chen Zongqian knocked on grandma’s door based on his impression.

“Who is it?” she said in surprise, and the guarding dog also started barking.In the village, the door is unlocked during the day and is only surrounded by iron fences.Anyone who passes by can see him, say hello, and chat a few words across the street, but knocking on the door seems unfamiliar.

The old man is in good spirits and wears a thick and close-fitting purple jacket to keep him warm without delaying his work.She had had breakfast and was sitting in the courtyard basking in the sun. The chicken was in the cage and the dog was with her, and she was very happy.When he looked up and saw Chen Zongqian, he immediately got up from the bamboo chair.

“Here we go again.” She still remembered this person.Grandma babbled and stood up to bring a chair for Chen Zongqian, “Have you had breakfast? Come in and sit down?”

“Sorry to bother you, I’ll just come.” Chen Zongqian put down the things in his hands and came to visit empty-handed. He bought milk and fruits on the street.Grandma thought that he was going to find the younger son of the Xu family, but she didn’t expect that Chen Zongqian would be so polite when the things were delivered to her. She exclaimed and panicked.

Grandma looked at the person sitting down and met a pair of gentle smiling eyes. On the contrary, she, the master, felt awkward and sat upright.Chen Zongqian came here for Xu Qiaochuan. Grandma was right. She rubbed her knees with her palms, making a slight “rustling” sound.The Xu family’s house has been empty for a long time, and she rarely sees the family, so her memory is a little unclear.Looking at Chen Zongqian’s face, the reticent young man seemed to emerge clearly before his eyes.

She said that Lu Xiaoyun’s life was not good. She fell from a building and died half a year ago. She felt panicked every time she thought about it. She said she would die when she was alone.Let’s talk about Xu Jian, that drunkard who gambled excessively, owed a lot of debt, and even asked her to borrow money.She hadn’t seen Xu Jian for a long time and heard that he would be imprisoned for several years if he was arrested.

“I don’t have money to gamble, and Ayun is gone, so I can only rely on stealing and robbing, just like the god of plague.” She didn’t want to see Xu Jian, and she didn’t hide her disgust.

She felt sorry for Lu Xiaoyun and disgusted with Xu Jian. Chen Zongqian felt her emotional tendency from her words.There was only regret and disgust left. Only when she looked up and saw the red house did she remember that the woman who lived there was dead.

“The younger generation has the same temperament as Ayun. He is very well-behaved, but he doesn’t like to talk and is dull.”

No… Chen Zongqian wanted to deny it. The child was obviously noisy and clingy. Whether he was crying or laughing, his emotions were extremely clear.Now Xu Qiaochuan’s body is full of Lu Xiaoyun’s shadow.

That woman who was courteous, silent, and lifeless was extremely indifferent when she left. She was like cotton wool falling into water, falling silently without making any waves.No one would know that she had gone crazy and taken away a child that did not belong to her and raised it to be exactly like her.

Xu Qiaochuan inherited Lu Xiaoyun’s patience, depression and silence, and also inherited the most extreme madness.He was once Xiaoran, but now he is not just Xiaoran.

After bidding farewell to his grandmother, Chen Zongqian went to the old house. The land next to it was vacant and there were several broken beehives hidden in the bushes.A piece of the wall collapsed, and it was scrawled with green bricks. There was no cement to bind it, and it could collapse again at any time. It was an unseemly and impractical patch.

The gates to the enclosure were fastened with wires, which were not difficult to untie.Chen Zongqian didn’t pay special attention to the layout of the house when he came last time. Now he sees that the open-air yard is surrounded by bricks and stones. It doesn’t feel open inside, but feels like a cage.

There is an iron cement bucket in the courtyard, which is filled with cement and weighs heavily against the door and wall.Xu Qiaochuan was thrown away once, and later became seriously ill. The family was very strict and did not let him go out. The children in the village could not play with him.

Grandma said: “I used to be able to see his head when I went up there. I didn’t know what to look at next to the wall. Sometimes I would look at it all day long.”

Chen Zongqian stood by the cement bucket, looking through the shade of trees and houses, he saw the road down the mountain.

The pedestrians and vehicles passing by on that road were not what Xu Qiaochuan wanted to see or miss. As long as he looked at them, he would be disappointed.Chen Zongqian quickly looked away, finding it hard to breathe.

Walking through the yard to the eaves, there was no key to the door, so I had to look in through the window glass.There were spots on the wall, which he guessed were marks left by suffocating cigarettes.Further inside was a wooden bed, with the quilts and mats put away. He couldn’t tell who was sleeping, and he didn’t dare to think about it.

Back to the door, the two wooden doors were tightly closed and motionless.Chen Zongqian touched the door lock and finally gave up.There are also several marks on the protruding wall next to the door, which are neat and scattered, unlike the scratches left by people passing by.Chen Zongqian came closer and touched a little toner.

Following the traces of charcoal, Chen Zongqian drew a vague line along the same height.Many years ago, Xu Qiaochuan stood here upright, with the charcoal pen pressed on top of his head, and he lightly drew a line.

After counting these marks, Chen Zongqian finally knew clearly how big his wounds were.