Chapter 630: Small person, big feelings.

Zhou Daen was filled with emotion when he thought of what Qinhuai Street looked like at that time.

I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it.

It’s really a big change. Originally there were no buildings, just small places with bungalows. The road construction is comparable to that in the city!

The primary school was built brand new, and many children on Qinhuai Street were able to go to school. The students who were studying abroad were excited to see that their hometown had improved, and they sent books back to the school one after another, just like this.

"Your dad liked tinkering with machines in the early years, like assembling excavators, cranes..."

"But he stopped after 1981 and focused on helping Qinhuai Street contact resources, finding ways to introduce teachers, going out to work outside, and bringing new knowledge into Qinhuai Street when he came back. But I don't have any of his hobbies. See him doing it again.”

"Until your sister was born, he opened a repair shop to make money to support the family and buy nutritious things and beautiful new clothes for your sister. Most of his energy was still on Qinhuai Street, maybe so , you don’t quite understand that kind of change, I’ll give you some data and you’ll understand…”

In the 1950s, when your father and I were born, Qinhuai Street was packed with tens of thousands of people. Counting the census, there were only a few classes in the classroom building of the elementary school where we studied. And how many flight classes? The population is only twenty or thirty people.

The further you go, the higher the grade, the fewer people there are because they all go to farm work.

In the 1970s, the situation improved. The number of people studying there more than doubled, and classes were established.

In the 1980s, when the primary school was built, more than 90% of the children in Qinhuai Street had books to read.

It sounds like, no big deal.

But at that time, the only one in Qin City who could achieve such data was Qinhuai Street. For this, he was greatly praised and rewarded by the leaders!

For someone like Meng Yu, who grew up in the city, it is clear how beautiful this data is.

She looked at Qin Hongfei in shock.

Qin Hongfei was also surprised, but it was just an accident.

Little people, big feelings.

But after he finally left, there was nothing left.

Still ending up like this, she didn't feel any passion, only sadness.

Especially Ms. Xia Lu, how did she experience the period after her husband disappeared?

The more Zhou Daen praised, the more Qin Hongfei felt cold in her heart. Her father had paid so much for Qinhuai Street. Yes, it was great, but if you look at it from your mother's perspective, everything ended up being lost once her husband disappeared. , those things seemed to be wiped out along with it. No one remembered gratitude or affection. What was left behind were countless scoldings and condemnations. How did Ms. Xia Lu go through this ordeal?

She would rather her father ended up like this because he was a non-human being.

But Dad has done so many things, but the results are so ridiculous.

She looked at Qin Wanwan, Wufang should be damned.

Qin Wanwan felt a chill in her heart. Thinking of what her mother had done to her eldest aunt, she had a hunch that Qin Hongfei might not let her go.

Zhou Daren had already returned and said, "No wonder grandpa had to go to Qinhuai Street at that time."

Qin Yun was puzzled, "When Uncle Zhou went to Qinhuai Street, he was very energetic and could not see any signs of Alzheimer's disease. Why..."

Zhou Daren was a little helpless. He didn't want to tell them at first, "I was sick, but grandpa didn't let me talk about it, nor did I admit it."

The elderly are too old to be able to withstand long-distance travel by car.

After returning from this trip, my body couldn't bear it and I fell seriously ill. After I recovered, I became even more forgetful.

An old man at this age is like a child, changing every year.

Children grow up quickly, but old people age obviously.

Zhou Daen said, "When people get old, it is easy to recall the past. Even if your uncle came to Qin City, he was always thinking about the people and things in Qinhuai Street. It was okay in the early years. He was in good health and could run around by himself from time to time. I used to visit, but then I got older and my legs were weak and I couldn’t run anymore, so I could only communicate on the phone.”

What I learned on the phone was just a few words, so I didn't know the situation of Lao Qin's family at all.

As for Zhou Daen...

No matter how you put it, I remember gratitude and affection, but in the end, my feelings are not as deep as those of the old man.

After all, Jiang Ke has been away for seven or eight years. He went back at the earliest time, but gradually he did not go back again. After all, after he came out in 1978, he had fewer opportunities to meet each other. Although he did The relationship is still the same, but it would be a bit false to say how deep the relationship is.

As he said this, he felt a little embarrassed.

Qin Hongfei was calm.

It's normal for people's feelings to fade away without moving around.

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Otherwise Uncle Zhou wouldn't have said that Qin Jiangke is a rare good old man. How can he be so good?

"Uncle Zhou, you said you have been living here since you came to Qin City in 1978." Qin Hongfei said, "Did my father come here to find you in 1991? Or before and after."

"In 1991?" Zhou Dayen understood what she meant, "The year your father had the accident, he didn't come to see him, but he did communicate with him."

"I remember that at that time, it seemed that there was a problem with your uncle's work. He had to go to Central City to deal with it, but he ended up in Qin City. He has a warm personality. Wherever he went, wherever he had acquaintances, he would come and sit there. Whenever he comes to Qin City, he always comes to reminisce with me no matter where he is, but that time, he didn’t come and only greeted me by phone.”

"On that phone call, he seemed to be with someone else." Zhou Daen recalled that at that time, he didn't think it was strange, but now he felt something was wrong, "And he must be an acquaintance. I vaguely heard someone shouting in a dialect, But I don't understand." He was a little embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter, what kind of dialect is it?" Qin Hongfei asked curiously.

"Hou Langzi?..." Zhou Daen said hesitantly, "It's not the local dialect of Qin City. After your father's accident, I also asked my friends in the police station about this dialect, but I couldn't find anything. He was helpless: "Maybe it's not Hou Langzi, but Huolangge. In Jiang'an dialect, it means a hole. It may even be Houlangge. Someone is urging your father to get better." ”

"Dad, you are too unreliable." Zhou Daren couldn't help but say.

"..." Zhou Dayen was helpless. Can you blame me?

It was just a phone call at that time. Who would have thought that something like that would happen later? It was unexpected at all.

"It might just be a casual remark, which may not necessarily have something to do with your father's disappearance." Zhou Daen said.

He felt that if Qin Jiangke was such a good person, who could harm him?

The disappearance was probably because he was really involved in the case and had an accident.

Qin Hongfei nodded indifferently. It may not necessarily be related. Moreover, she read this dialect in more than a dozen dialects. The meanings were all different, but the relevant clues seemed useless. Anyway, she remembered it first. Got off.

During this trip to Qin City, apart from other things, I got more and clearer news about my father.