Trafford’s Trading Club

Ren Ziling was in the car, watching Mahoud and Lin Feng walk back in frustration... grabbing a middle-aged man like a deadbeat and hurrying out of the car.

“Huh? You caught such a man coming back? ”

Mahoud shook his head, depressed: "Forget it, she left before we got here. I think she felt like someone was watching her... maybe she recognized you. ”

Ren Ziling remembers that she did have contact with Zhao Ru.

“I've tried to be careful... this woman is amazing.” Ren Ziling couldn't help but marvel at his voice. "What should we do? ”

“There's no other way.” MacHood shook his head: “We can only add a few more people to check out the other out-of-the-box settlements in the city. ”

Lin Feng stunned: “Ma SIR, Zhao Ru already knows we found her in a place like this. Do you think she'll mix up with other out-of-the-box settlements? ”

“What if we thought she wasn't in a place like this, and we gave up the investigation, and she was actually in a place like this?” MacHood glanced at it in white: "No possibility can be ignored. We're cops, we're constantly finding clues, even a little clues, in what looks like useless work! ”

Ren Ziling patted Lin Feng's shoulder at this moment: “Your horse SIR is stuffing money in your pocket, why don't you thank him and buy dinner? By the way, I know there's a nice family nearby, so choose a day instead of a day, today! ”

Lin Feng glanced at him, “and invited you by the way, right? Grandma! ”

“You're so smart!” Ren Ziling blinked. "Can you pack? My Rochu hasn't eaten yet! ”

“ …… ”

Lin Feng always felt that he might want to eat dirt this month... so he looked at Mahoud with grief, but did not expect that Mahoud would make a phone call at this time.

“Hello? Honey, I'm not going home for dinner tonight. Mm-hmm, Lin Feng, please eat, yes..."

Ma SIR, you can't do this!!

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Later.

Ren Ziling came home and took off his shoes. He shouted at the door: "Boy? Boss Rochu? You ready to cook? I brought you something to eat. ”

Normally, Ren Ziling will not receive a response. She was also accustomed to walking directly into Lochu's room.

Nor did Rochu turn on the room lights, but he lit a table lamp, sat there and looked at a photo album.

“What are you looking at? ”

Lochu closed the photo album and put it back in the drawer. “Nothing, just some old graduation photos. ”

“Graduation photo...”

Ren Ziling is a bit of a trance, like her age, and will also remember when she was younger. But the time for trance is fast, “Why don't you eat something? There's sugar and vinegar ribs from" Meet Gangnam "! Dinner for your Uncle Ma's men! ”

This is one of the dishes that Mr. Luo loves to eat. Luo Qiu picked it up and walked out of the room. “How did you get to that place? ”

“Hey, forget it.” Ren Ziling was a little frustrated, said what happened during the day, and then said very seriously: “I really stayed in the car honestly! If you don't believe me, you can ask the old horse! ”

“The deadbeat?” Lochu listened and bowed his head and sighed.

“What do you have in mind?” Ren Ziling glanced.

“What would I think of? ”

Ren Ziling shrugged her shoulders... of course she wouldn't think of anything, then she sighed and sat down, hands on her chin, quite lamenting: “Poor my intelligence fee... old horse, he said he didn't catch it! But we caught a car thief, didn't we? I can't believe you didn't even give me 100 bucks! Is that a person? ”

“I'm going to heat up the food, get some rice, you're not full.” Lochu said softly.

“How do you know?” Ren Ziling stunned.

Rochu: "Do you want some? ”

“Hey hey...”

The Vice Editor Ren chuckled and looked at the balcony obliquely. “Ah, no clothes today, right? I got it, I got it!”

Boss Lo shook his head and took out several dishes.

With so many boxes of dishes, he not only knew Ren Ziling had not eaten enough, but probably even Uncle Ma had not eaten enough.

At first glance, this is a complete plate of dishes that are directly knocked down.

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……

By sunrise, by sunset, they are like a part of the city's clock, following the oldest hours of human life.

Few people will notice the desert pickers staying here… No one will notice these tiny, tiny, tiny little parts of the city clock.

They don't even know each other's past.

The old man who lived next to Zhao Ru said, "They are abandoned by the city."

The old man didn't want to say his name, he just said he could call him Uncle Mac. But when it came to his grandson, he was proud to say, "This is Mak Xiaojun, my grandson."

It's almost 9: 00, isn't it? Uncle Mac came back from the nearby public bathroom with his grandson.

Mak Xiaojun is still in school and is said to have received some social help. So when Uncle Mai came back, he also brought back a barrel of water, which was especially used to wash the school clothes for Mai Xiaojun.

When Mai Xiaojun returned, he opened the small folding table and sat on a plastic stool. Uncle Mai lit him an oil lamp, and the child started writing his homework.

After a while, the rest of the sleepers who lived next door came along and started talking to Uncle Mike, who was washing his clothes, about things that were not looking for the margins.

Something they heard in the city during the day.

Zhao Ru suddenly walked out of his carton ‘house’ and came to Uncle Mai's side: “Sir, let me wash it for you. ”

“Ah? No, girl, how could I let you wash it?” Uncle Mike shook his head directly.

Zhao Ru smiled: “Sir, didn't you just buy me a bun? I can't do nothing. ”

Several of the old men gathered laughed happily at the time. They don't know why such a young girl came to such a place, but the smile of the girl is so beautiful, so is the person.

Uncle Mai was unable to persevere in the past, but could only give up his position and let Zhao Ru begin. At the same time, he knew the name of the new girl: Xiaoru.

Later, Uncle Mai couldn't stand it. “Xiaoru... you're still young, why...” he asked quietly.

Zhao Ru hung his clothes and said softly: “You always say that there are abandoned people here, don't you? ”

So Uncle Mac didn't ask much. Everyone here has a past they don't want anyone to know about.

His grandson was happier than usual this evening, as Zhao Ru coached him on his homework next. Older people often blame themselves for not being able to teach their grandchildren their homework and keep up with their grades.

I was happy to see my grandson, and the old man slept well all night.

……

During the day, Uncle Mike wakes up as usual. A lot of waste-pickers work doesn't really matter if they start late, but the elderly have to send their grandchildren to school, so they get up a little early.

When I got back, Uncle Mac ran into two officers. They came towards him, took a picture, and they said, "Have you seen this man? ”

The girl in the picture, no smile, but young, she's Zhao Ru.

Uncle Mac didn't answer immediately, just frowned: “Officer, what did this man do? ”

And the patrol officers didn't want to say more, "This is a fugitive, dangerous! We suspect she'll be hiding nearby. Have you seen it? ”

“Never seen it. ”

Uncle Mike shook his head and the old man knew how to make himself look natural.

No, I haven't.

That's the old man's answer.

The officer nodded and didn't care, "Oh, well. But if you see this woman, let us know first. People get caught, there's a bonus! ”

Uncle Mac just laughed and he didn't ask how much the bonus was. It was only after the officers had left that he walked into the alley where he was living.

The old man returned to his‘ house ’and packed his things before probing for another' house ’next to him.

Uncle Mike gently placed two packed bags in front of her door, looking at the girl who was not awake. This was bought on the way back when he sent Mak Xiaojun to school.

For Uncle Mai, there's nothing here. There's just a little girl here.

She said she was also abandoned.

There are abandoned people, they have no past.

That's all.