Chapter 5 Part Four: A Cloth Bag

That evening, when Bai Su came back, when I told her about it, she was also very surprised and asked me about my journey in detail.I said, "It's a pity that we couldn't get in touch with the two old people. Otherwise, we could invite them to go with us." After hearing this, Bai Su's expression was a little weird. I saw that she must have something to say, so I kept quiet and waited for her to speak first. Bai Su took a breath: Not long after you left, I received a call from a middle-aged man with a Shanghai accent. He said that he just came back from Shanghai. In Shanghai, he met an old Mr. Bai. Old Mr. Bai asked him to bring something, and he wanted to pass it on to me, and asked me to get it.

When I heard the news of Boss Bai, I was even more excited: What did you bring? Bai Su's expression was even weirder, I knew there must be something very strange about the matter, so I waved my hands anxiously.But Bai Su laughed again: Guess as you like, you won't even be able to guess. I sighed: You know I can't guess in this situation. Bai Su made a gesture to signal me to wait, she walked out, and I hurriedly followed, and saw her take off a cloth bundle on the banister of the stairs at the door. The cloth used for the cloth burden turned out to be blue calico that has not been seen for a long time. That kind of blue calico was once the most common calico in rural China.

I snatched the bundle, it was very light, and I untied it three times and two times. Even when I looked at the contents, I couldn't help being dazed. The things in the baggage are not weird at all, but I never imagined that Boss Bai specially entrusted someone to bring them from Shanghai.Indeed, as Bai Su said, no matter how I guess, I can't guess it. If I were to use simple words to describe the things in the baggage, I would have to think about it before I could say it.Those are some children's clothes, or to be more precise, the baby's swaddling clothes have recorded so many stories and written tens of millions of words, and this is the first time these two words have been used.

These baby clothes include a small top, a pair of open pants (without diapers), and a piece of cloth with embroidery on one side. This piece of cloth is used to wrap the baby. For babies in Shanghai, if Born in cold weather, they will be wrapped in this kind of cloth. The hands and feet are tightly wrapped and cannot move around, only the head is exposed outside. There is a special term for this method of wrapping babies, which is called candle wrapping. After wrapping, it is a cylindrical section, which looks like a section of candle. In addition, there is a small shoe with a yellow tiger head decoration on the toe. It is a tiger head shoe, and it is also a shoe that children in Shanghai often wear.

I stared at these things for a while, and then asked a sentence: What do you mean? Bai Su laughed: The gentleman who brought the things said that Dad didn't say anything else, and only asked him to bring the things. It seems that Dad is here to test our intelligence, isn't it? . I couldn't help smiling bitterly: I don't need to test, I admit defeat.This is a set of baby clothes. The white cloth in the interlayer has turned yellow. It has a long history and can be exhibited in a folk museum. I really can't see anything in it. Bai Su didn't dare to express her dissatisfaction, but obviously she was also very troubled, frowning, shaking this one, and then patting that one.I waved my hand and said: Don't worry about it, he will naturally say it when he sees him.

Bai Su also laughed: the older a person is, the more he looks like a child, it's really weird. It's not that I don't want to know what it means that Boss Bai made a set of baby clothes, but I really can't imagine it, so what can I do? Bai Sulong took great care to pack the baggage again, and those clothes were indeed quite old, a pair of trousers with small slits, in the process of unfolding and folding, the creases were actually broken. That night, Bai Su suddenly said to me: You have three days to go to retrieve the container on the sunken ship anyway, and I want to take this opportunity to go to Shanghai.

I stared at her immediately: Do you know where the old man is? Bai Su said: I don't know exactly, but according to the words of the person who brought the things, I have some clues. I frowned: Is there any special reason for you to go? Bai Su sighed: The only reason is that Dad is already so old, and the days that I can be with him are rapidly decreasing. I really want to try my best to get the chance to be with him. Bai Su spoke very seriously, and after I heard it, I also felt very heavy, so I just nodded to express my agreement, and Bai Su leaned on me: I will leave tomorrow. Bai Su explained that he was leaving tomorrow, but at night, things took an unexpected turn. Shortly after the doorbell rang near midnight, there were cheers from Lao Cai and laughter from Boss Bai.Bai Su rushed out from the study room, her movements were no slower than the beautiful scenery on a good day.

I hurriedly followed out, Boss Bai was full of energy, and was striding in, Bai Su jumped down from the stairs, Boss Bai waved to me: Did you get the things I asked someone to bring? Boss Bai asked, with a challenging expression on his face. I immediately said: Received, very interesting, could it be that the things the old man used when he was a baby are not good? Before Boss Bai asked me, I never even thought that this set of baby clothes was related to Boss Bai. At this time, he asked, and I answered, it was purely a sudden thought, just for fun. Boss Bai was taken aback when he heard my answer, and then said: "Of course it's not mine, it's something Hashan used for his tricks."

As soon as he said this, Bai Su and I were very surprised, Bai Su hurriedly said: "Where is Mr. Hasan?" Bai Lao Dao: He stayed in Shanghai and is still looking for him! Bai Sudao: What are you looking for? Boss Bai frowned with thick silver-white eyebrows, and his expression was very strange.In this regard, the father and daughter are quite similar. Whenever there is a problem in their hearts, they will have that look. At this time, I had already gone downstairs, Boss Bai made a gesture to signal me to sit down, I poured two glasses of wine first, and then sat down face to face with him, Bai Su sat next to him.

Boss Bai took a sip of wine: Hassan is about the same age as me, almost ninety years old, but he is looking for his parents like crazy. I couldn't help sighing, there are more and more strange things, messy, I don't know where to start.Bai Su is calmer than me: Mr. Hasan is an orphan?People who grow up in orphanages always want to know who their parents are, and Mr. Hassan is no exception, which is human nature. Boss Bai snorted: Human nature?Why didn't he look for it sixty years earlier? Bai Su said: How do you know that he hasn't looked for it, maybe there is no result?

I couldn't help raising my voice: what happened to that children's clothes, how did you know it belonged to Hassan? Boss Bai waved his hand: "It's a long story, and it just happened to be a coincidence. We decided not to ostentatiously, just treat it as ordinary people. When we go to Shanghai, two bad old men will naturally not have any good entertainment. We finally found a small family." The inn, in Nanshi, is finally not sleeping in the open. You never expected that the small inn still uses toilets and has no modern sanitation facilities. Boss Bai took another sip of his wine. The usual material life of the two elderly people belongs to the world's first-class standard. At this time, sleeping in a small inn where they have to get up at night to look for bedbugs, they don't think it is hard.In the Nanshi area of ​​Shanghai, there has not been much development in recent years. Everything is not much different from decades ago, but the people are more crowded and everything is more dilapidated. The familiar environment brings them too many memories of their youth, they have too many places to go and kill time, they can stand in front of a dilapidated brick wall for a long time, sighing the passage of time, the natural environment It's worse, and I don't think it's bitter. It was not until three days later that they traveled all over Shanghai that they settled down and found an institution that collected parts of Shanghai in modern history. During these three days, the host of the organization saw that these two old people had a lot of background, so he was very polite to them. They revealed their willingness to find detailed information from the Knife Association. The curator of the literature and history museum said: A member of the committee, about the same age as the two, specializes in the history of the Small Knife Society. Did the two meet him? Boss Bai and Hasan were overjoyed: We should visit, please contact us first. So, the three old people met in a house that can be listed as a national first-class cultural relic, and they expressed their admiration to each other. In fact, no one had ever heard of anyone's name before. The old man's name is Shi Daofu.Although he is old (older than Hasan and Bai Boss), he has a strong body and clear thinking. He is of the same age as Hasan Bai. It was a very difficult thing, the three of them were talking about old things in Shanghai, and suddenly they mentioned a place in Shanghai called Zhengjia Wooden Bridge, and all three of them said in unison: Actually, there used to be a wooden bridge there. The three of them looked at each other, and felt that there were probably no more than ten people in the world who knew that there was a wooden bridge on the Zhengjia wooden bridge, and it was extremely rare for the three of them to be able to get together, so it was even more irresistible. , really hit it off. But even so, the old man Shi Daofu has lived for a long time in the environment where everyone doubts the other person, and he will not immediately tell others what is in his heart.They first talked about the history of the Small Knife Society for three days, and then, on the fourth day, when the three old men were slightly drunk, Shi Daofu asked: Do you know why I am interested in the history of the Small Knife Society? What kind of people Bai Boss and Hasan are, I have long felt that during these three days, although Old Man Shi had a heart-to-heart relationship with them and provided a lot of history of the Small Sword Society, he was always a bit hesitant, and he stopped talking several times. The expression fell in the eyes of the two of them. The two also discussed it in private, and agreed that Shi Daofu had other secrets in his heart, which he had not revealed. They are old people themselves, so they naturally know the psychology of old people. If an old person wants to hide some secrets, no one can force him to tell them unless he is willing to tell them.If he doesn't take the initiative to tell it, then this secret will never be known!Therefore, Hasan and Boss Bai were very careful and never tried, lest they would startle the snake even though they didn't know what secret Shi Daofu had. Until that day, when Shi Daofu asked such a question, Hasan and Boss Bai looked at each other, and Boss Bai called Su Bai (Suzhou dialect): Come on!It means that Shi Daofu is about to tell his secret. Hassan pretended to be nonchalant: I don’t know, if it’s not convenient for you to tell, it doesn’t matter if you don’t. The more you tell people not to tell secrets, the more they want to tell. This is a common problem of people, and Stauff is no exception. But he took another sip of wine, licked his lips for a long time, and took off some false teeth in his mouth and put them back on again. After a full two minutes, both Hasan and Boss Bai could hardly bear to swear, and he said: My predecessor, I had a little dispute with Xiaodao, because my predecessor did something sorry for others, isn’t it? It's glorious, so it's a big secret that hasn't been mentioned for at least seven or eighty years! Boss Bai and Hasan waited for a long time, suffocating their anger, but when they heard him squirming and saying these words, they couldn't help being angry and funny. Hasan couldn't help it first, and the words made trouble : Is it true that your previous generation once informed the secret and sent the knife society to the government? In Shanghai dialect, the meaning of talking badly is to be impolite, not to say nice things, to deliberately embarrass the other party, and to be more vulgar, it can be said to be a ton of coal balls pouring over one ton. Ken ceased to be mean. Hasan's words at this time were mean enough.Because according to Chinese folk tradition, sympathy is always placed on the side of the rebels, not on the side of the government. This is a kind of national rebellious psychology formed by China's feudal rule for thousands of years.There is no need to delve into the causes and consequences of the Xiaodao Society's rebellion in Shanghai. Dare to confront the government, and the government colluded with foreigners, that is enough to make the Xiaodao Society a hero in the tradition. Hasan's two sentences are tantamount to saying that Shi Daofu's predecessor had been a dog leg of the government, which can be regarded as a considerable insult.When Shi Daofu heard it, his eyes widened immediately, his face flushed, and he was very angry, but after he took a sip of the wine, his anger disappeared, and he sighed a few times: It's not that bad, but I'm really sorry, I said The previous generations were my uncle and aunt. I lost my father since I was a child, and my mother disappeared without a trace. My uncle and aunt raised me. At that time, my uncle was a craftsman who repaired shoes for others. He lived in an alley Mouth, set up a small stall. I was four years old when the incident happened, and I already have a little memory! When he said this, he pointed to his head, as if he was very proud of his memory of three quarters of a century. At this moment, Hasan and Boss Bai couldn't help but look at each other, laughing and laughing. They never thought that Shi Daofu would start from the beginning. If he talked about what happened when he was four years old, when would he be able to finish it?Moreover, what kind of taste does this kind of old millet and rotten sesame seeds sound like?I'm afraid it will suffocate people to death! Both of them had the same thoughts, so they both opened their mouths and yawned loudly at the same time.Generally speaking, such hints are quite effective, but in front of Shi Daofu, it is useless at all. Shi Daofu pointed to his head and continued: "I still remember what happened that afternoon. I just sent a guest's Leather shoes, send them to a big restaurant and come back.The smell of food in the big restaurant made me salivate until I reached the shoe stall at the entrance of the alley. Hasan and Boss Bai smiled wryly, toasted each other, took a sip of the wine, and thought there was no other way, so they had to listen.Thinking about the scene of a poor kid entering a large restaurant (Western restaurant), smelling the aroma of the food and salivating, it is quite moving, so the second yawn is not uttered. Shi Daofu continued: "As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the alley, I saw a person holding a candle bag, talking to my uncle. The uncle looked like he was in a difficult situation. The person was so tall. I had to raise my head to see it. His face was only up to his waist but not as high as I was, so as soon as I approached him, I saw a bright knife pinned to his waist, with red silk hanging on the handle, very airy. At this point, Shi Daofu stopped for a while, and looked at Hasan and Boss Bai. The two of them were here, not only did they not yawn, but they could hear something.The person that Shi Daofu mentioned was obviously a member of the Little Knife Club. It was a good time for the Little Knife Club to be in Shanghai. How could a member of the Little Knife Club be connected with a baby? (Ha Shan and Boss Bai are from Shanghai. Naturally, when they heard the candle package, they knew what was going on. They knew that there must be a baby in the package.) They came here just to find information about the Small Knife Society, and with such living information, they naturally wished for it. Therefore, as soon as Shi Daofu looked at them, the two quickly gestured to ask him to continue, especially Hasan, who likes to listen to weird stories by nature, and his attitude was very condescending, and said repeatedly: Please tell me ,Please say! Shi Daofu tilted his head. After all, it was a long time ago. He had to search his memory before he could speak. The man gave the candle package to his uncle, but the uncle didn't pick it up. I saw the little boy in the package with dark eyes and looked very cute, so I couldn't help but reach out to touch his head, but the man Just send the candle package to me! Boss Bai snorted: It's kind of interesting that a member of the Small Sword Society asked Gu. Hasan slapped Boss Bai on the back of his hand: Don't interrupt! Shi Daofu turned his hands behind his back, put on a posture of hugging the baby, and shook it left and right twice. (When a Chinese warrior draws a bow and shoots an arrow, the standard posture is that one hand is like holding a baby, and the other is like Mount Totai. It can be seen that there are certain gestures for holding a baby.) Shi Daofu's expression was completely immersed in the distant memories, he said: It was very cold at that time, and the wind at the entrance of the alley was very strong, that little boy's face was flushed with cold, I couldn't help but use my own face to stick After posting it, Xiao Boy laughed instead, I found it very interesting! When he said this, he suddenly took a breath: At that time, I was only interested in teasing the little boy, and didn't pay attention to what the man said to his uncle, but suddenly felt a tight grip in his hands, and the man carried the baby over for a long time Yes, I handed it over to my uncle, and then strode away.My uncle was holding the child, his expression was very nervous, and he suddenly said: "Hurry up and close the stall, let's talk about it when we go back!"I'm used to collecting stalls. After closing the stall, I went back with my uncle. The uncle gave the child to me to hold, and I played with him all the way. Boss Bai was a little impatient when he heard this: Please speak briefly, without going into too much detail! Shi Daofu hummed, and remained silent for a while. Hasan glared at Boss Bai, blaming him for interrupting the conversation. After a few minutes, Shi Daofu said: I was too young at that time, so I didn't know what happened. I grew up later, thinking about it, knowing that person must have given my uncle a lot of benefits, entrusting my uncle to take care of this baby, because not long after, my uncle suddenly had the money to buy a house, um, this is where I live now The house has a long history, and his life has become easier. He no longer has a cobbler stall, but he didn't take good care of the little boy. Probably because he was born as an orphan, Hassan was very nervous about what happened to the baby, so he quickly asked: What did your uncle do to the baby? You know, people at that time were not as civilized as they are now. If there was a dead baby on the road, no one would go to ask about it, and it would be treated as garbage. If his uncle took advantage of others and had bad intentions, the baby would be extremely dangerous. Shi Daofu didn't answer Hasan's question directly, but just waved his hands to signal him not to worry, and then said: "The baby was at uncle's house for three days. Auntie doesn't like him, and she dislikes him very much. On the contrary, it's me who thinks there's one more child." The younger brother is very interesting. One night, I heard the conversation between my aunt and my uncle, and I knew the reason why my aunt didn't like that child. When Shi Daofu said this, his facial features were crowded together, making it appear that there were more wrinkles on his face.Any old man, of course, was once young, had childhood, and when he heard his aunt answer, he was no more than a four-year-old child. At that time, the conversation between his uncle and aunt was only 30% to 40% understandable to a four-year-old child, but because of this conversation, it left a deep impression on his mind and kept repeating After thinking about it, as I grew up, I finally understood the meaning of it.When he told Hasan and Boss Bai after so many years, he naturally understood the meaning and understood the conversation between his uncle and aunt back then. He first heard his aunt say: Are you really going to raise this little red guy? His aunt was naturally talking to his uncle, who pondered for a while before answering: The money he left is enough to raise a hundred children, if he can't promise it, it won't be counted! Shi Daofu's comment is: Uncle is an honest man, but Auntie is very shrewd, alas, I am so poor, shrewdness comes from poverty! Aunt immediately said: "No, first, Xiao Dao will rebel, and if caught, he will be killed. If you take in the children of Xiao Dao, if you don't kill him, you may also face a lawsuit and go to jail!" Uncle muttered: You want the money from the Knife Club! Auntie's answer: There is no famous name engraved on the money! The uncle argued: This child's forehead is not engraved with whose son it is, so just treat it as the birth of you and me!Auntie cried out: You are going to die!Don't you take a look, this kid has a high nose, big eyes, skin color like preserved eggs, he's a mixed breed, can you be born with me? When Stauford's aunt spoke these words, it was of course an authentic Shanghai dialect, which is also called a mixed-race person or a mixed-race person. When Auntie said this, Uncle hesitated: It looks a bit like it. People say that the bigger the hybrid, the more visible it is. Oh, what should I do? Auntie is very decisive: throw him away (throw him away). Shi Daofu added: I almost jumped up when I heard this, a living person, how can I just throw it away?But I was very afraid of Auntie, so I pretended to be asleep and dared not make a sound. Hearing this, Hasan became even more nervous: What happened afterwards?Boss Bai chuckled: Hasan, you have met a veteran storyteller, he won't tell it outright, he must whet your appetite. Shi Daofu shook his head: "It's not to whet your appetite. Things have to be explained clearly. Only those who listen to it will appreciate it. A "Dream of Red Mansions" is also written in such a long-winded way. It can be finished, what else to watch? Hasan held up his hands in a gesture of surrender: I'll let you explain the ins and outs clearly. Shi Daofu sighed: My uncle also opposed it at the time. His uncle said: Let me think about it. Thinking about this, there was no sound for a long time, and Shi Daofu was a child after all, so he fell asleep in a daze. The next day, he was woken up by his aunt early in the morning, and saw that his aunt was wrapping the little boy up on the bed with a broken cotton wadding. The network was broken and broken. After wrapping it up, I tied it with a straw rope for a few turns. At this time, my uncle came in from the outside and took a newspaper. The newspaper wrapped two fried dough sticks, so more than half of them were wrapped. The oil was so soaked that it became translucent. Uncle took out the fried dough sticks, handed one to Shi Daofu, bit the other one himself, folded the newspaper very small, and stuffed it into the cotton wadding. Aunt asked: What is this for? The uncle said, "I don't know when this child was born. The man said it was his father, but he didn't even leave his name. His parents don't know. The date in this old newspaper should be considered his birthday." When Shi Daofu talked about this, Boss Bai realized that Hasan's expression was not right. He was pale, his hands were trembling, and the half glass of wine in his hand was constantly spilling out. He stared straight at Shi Daofu. It seemed that he wanted to stretch out his other hand to point at Shi Daofu, but he couldn't lift his hand when he said anything. Boss Bai was taken aback, and hurriedly shouted: Hasan, what's wrong with you? As he spoke, he walked over, supported Hassan's hand holding the wine glass, and held the wine glass to his mouth. Hassan took a big sip, but he was a little powerless. Only half of the big gulp went into his mouth, and half of it went into his mouth. flowed out. Boss Bai was even more surprised, and hurriedly pressed his hand on the top of his head, rubbed it vigorously, and said, "If you are going to have a stroke, you will wait until you have heard the story." Only then did Hasan breathe a sigh of relief: I'm fine, I'm fine.He pushed away Boss Bai's hand, and asked again: Do you remember the date and month of the newspaper in the package of fried dough sticks? Shi Daofu also saw that there was a big difference in Hasan's expression, but he couldn't imagine what happened anyway. On the contrary, Boss Bai felt a little bit, and he couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cool air.At this time, Hasan's hand held his hand, which was actually cold. In Boss Bai's memory, there was only one time when Hasan held his hand so tightly that it was cold. When I was two years old, before fighting with a vicious young man who was nearly twenty years old, the two of them worked together to beat the guy who thought the two children were easy to bully until his head was broken, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. Shi Daofu nodded: I didn't know many characters at that time, but I could read one, two, three, four, and it was December 20th. Hassan's throat clucked, his eyes rolled upwards, and he looked like he was about to pass out.Boss Bai couldn't help but uttered an exclamation, stretched out his hand to his temple, and flicked it lightly. This first-aid technique finally knocked Hasan's eyeballs down. He looked at Bai Boss, let out more air and inhale less.Boss Bai hurriedly said: Hasan, calm down, I'm afraid it's a coincidence, I'm afraid it's a coincidence. Hasan's air is like a gossamer: Coincidentally? Shi Daofu was very surprised. He didn't know what evil Hasan had committed, so he opened his eyes wide and didn't know what to do.Boss Bai hurriedly said: You just talk.As soon as he heard about December 20th, Boss Bai knew that things were too unimaginable, too wonderful to describe, and too coincidental to comprehend. Boss Bai and Hasan have known each other since they were young, and after decades of friendship, they naturally know that Hasan’s birthday is December 20th, and also know that his birthday is not his real birthday, but his wooden box on the orphanage door (specially It is used to place abandoned babies. After giving up the abandoned babies, pull a rope, and a bell will ring, and people in the orphanage will come out to watch. The abandoned babies must run away quickly after pulling the rope, otherwise The people in the orphanage saw him and refused to accept the baby), after being found in a piece of old newspaper in the old cotton womb that bound him. The orphanage was very open-minded and tried its best to preserve the things of the orphan when it was found. Naturally, the old cotton wadding could not be preserved, but the old newspaper was still preserved. It was shown to Hasan when he was ten years old.The oil stains on the newspaper were still there, and it was obvious at a glance that it had been wrapped with fried dough sticks. Hasan once said bitterly to Boss Bai: Do you know why I only eat flatbread instead of deep-fried dough sticks?It is because I am not as good as fried dough sticks, fried dough sticks will not be thrown away, but I was thrown away. Most of the orphans' moods are extremely sad and angry, and Hasan is no exception, so when Shi Daofu talked about the relationship between his family and the Small Knife Society, and the details of the baby before he was abandoned, the more Hasan listened, the more frightened he was. It is hard to bear such stimulation when you are old!That baby back then turned out to be him!Today's world shipping giant Hassan. Boss Bai also had a feeling of dizziness, which was really unbelievable. Things that had been lost for a long time, at least eighty years ago, and things that no one thought anyone knew about, were revealed bit by bit in the chat. Isn't it amazing? Boss Bai knew that he was talking about coincidences, but in fact there could not be so many coincidences.He tried his best to calm Hassan, and then asked: The baby was not thrown away casually, but sent to the orphanage, right? Shi Daofu looked surprised: how do you know?My uncle took me there. He was waiting for me on the opposite road. I hugged the little boy and put him in the wooden box at the entrance of the orphanage. I saw the little boy's face once, pulled the rope, and ran away with my uncle. go. Hasan's voice sounded like a dying Tsing Yi: Where is the orphanage on? Shi Daofu raised his eyebrows: Fanhuangdu Road, next door is a church. Hasan's body is like sifting chaff, it can no longer be faked, Boss Bai hurriedly said in his ear: Don't let others know! Hassan tried his best to nod his head, and then asked: When is that day? Shi Daofu said: It's December 24th, a holiday for foreigners, and it's terribly cold. Hasan still couldn't stand the stimulation and passed out. Boss Bai waited for a minute before rescuing him, because he knew that the stimulation was too great for Hasan. If he was woken up immediately, he would faint again. It's just one step closer to the Palace of the King of Hades! Shi Daofu was inexplicably surprised, and asked repeatedly: What's the matter?What's wrong?He seems to have been greatly stimulated! Boss Bai concealed: I don't know why, he has this problem, don't ask him too much, once you ask, the problem is more likely to occur! Although Shi Daofu was puzzled, he didn't dare to speak out. A minute later, Hasan woke up leisurely, yelled loudly, and danced like a ghost. After dancing for a while, he finally calmed down, drank heavily, and urged: "Speak up!" That night, Stauff heard the conversation between uncle and aunt again. Auntie said: Let’s move, Shanghai is so big, no one will know when we move, if we have money, we can buy a house, do business, what can’t we do?Daofu is our child, no matter what, it is better than raising that hybrid! (Hearing the hybrid, Hassan groaned angrily. Stauff once described his appearance as a child: high nose, big eyes, and dark complexion. Has Middle Eastern ancestry.) The uncle sighed: It would be terrible if his father found us, the knife on the man's waist can be used to shave his beard! Aunt scolded: No way!Who told him to do this kind of thing in Shanghai, he is too stupid! Uncle couldn't help sighing. Later, I bought a house and opened a shoe store, and my life became much better, but my uncle seemed not as happy as before, always sighed and drank again, and died when Stauff was eighteen years old. Aunt lived a few more years, and when she was dying, she said to Shi Daofu: Daofu!As a human being, you really can't do bad things.Sigh, do you still remember that when you were a child, there was a few days when our family had an extra kid? Steve remembers very well: I sent him to the orphanage. Aunt ordered Shi Daofu to open a box, and took out a small bundle from the bottom of the box: These are the clothes that the child wore when he came. I don’t know why, it’s not that his grandfather didn’t want him, but he left him for your uncle. The man said that he would come back to pick up the child. Over the years, we have been worried, how can we live a good life?People from the Knife Society, with red eyebrows and green eyes, kill without blinking an eye! Although Shi Daofu despised Aunt Aunt, his words were kind when people were about to die, and Shi Daofu was also very sad. The aunt also ordered: You keep these well, if that person comes, give it to him, the child is in the orphanage, if his life is hard, he will grow up, so that they can reunite with their father and son. Hasan burst into tears when he heard this, and Shi Daofu smiled: That was more than a sixty years ago.I still have those baby clothes. Hassan jumped up straight: "Take a look." Hasan's attitude is so strange, even if Shi Daofu is stupid, he can see the signs of it. He stared at Hasan for a long time before patting his forehead, as if he was talking to himself: No way, No way. As he spoke, he looked at Hasan with an expression of extreme doubt and shook his head again and again.He must have also thought that the baby he put into the wooden box at the entrance of the orphanage was right in front of his eyes. But that was incredible.He told two people he just met about a past event more than 80 years ago, but one of the audience was actually related to that story. Shi Daofu pointed at Hasan, wanting to say something, but couldn't say anything, and his outstretched hand was also trembling.Since he opened his mouth wide, he could see half of his teeth missing, and Boss Bai couldn't imagine what happened to him when he was just a child.None of the three old people made a sound, because the coincidence was a bit strange, and the atmosphere was naturally very strange. Hassan was the first to break the silence, he shouted a little hoarsely: You just said you still kept the clothes, come and see. Shi Daofu stood up, a little unsteady, stretched out his hand, pressed it on a table of eight immortals, took a few breaths, and still stared at Hasan: Are you that baby? Hasan made a moan-like sound, and Boss Bai hurriedly said: "Probably so." Shi Daofu seemed to be possessed, and his expression was extremely excited. He pointed at Hasan's finger and trembled even more: it must be, it must be. Because of his excitement, the wrinkles on his face seemed to be squeezed together, and his voice became weird: I remember your nose, that kid's nose is hooked and high like yours, not like Chinese, and can't It's too weird my uncle and aunt, if you were Chinese, they wouldn't send you to the orphanage. Hearing what Shi Daofu said, Boss Bai was very annoyed, raised his white eyebrows, slammed the table hard, and said: "Whatever conditions you want, just agree, there are so many long-winded words." When Boss Bai got angry, he was very awe-inspiring, and Shi Daofu slapped uh, with a very aggrieved expression: I even told you about the previous generation in my family who did such a thing, but you didn’t want to say anything to me. What ax to drive? (Opening ax in Shanghai dialect means extortion, an act of threatening to get financial benefits by holding something.) Boss Bai thought about what he said just now, and it was a bit harsh, so he snorted and didn't continue to lose his temper, but just looked at Hasan. Hassan sighed: I think the baby you are talking about is me. I grew up in that orphanage. The only evidence that can identify my origin is the oil-stained newspaper dated December 20. day. Shi Daofu repeatedly said: Really, really.What a coincidence. Hasan took a breather, and said again: The past events you narrated are extremely important to me, can you think about every detail carefully, the man who entrusted me to your uncle, he said Is it my father? Shi Daofu nodded again and again: That's what my uncle said. He gave my uncle a lot of money. Not only can he buy a house, but he can also open a shoe store. So after sending you to the orphanage, they are very sorry for doing such a shameful thing. Uneasy, afraid that your father will come to the door and it will be bad for them. Hasan stared at Shi Daofu, although he didn't make a sound for a while, but he really didn't understand what he wanted to ask. What he wanted to ask was: Did that person, my father, come later? But at this moment, Shi Daofu turned his face away and swallowed: I'll go get those things for you, hey, I really didn't expect that after so many years, they would be returned to their original owners. He said, turned and walked away.Although his house is old, the layout is still there. The place where they talked was a room next to the living room, usually used as a small living room or an antique room. After he walked out, he walked through the living room and went up the stairs. The wooden stairs were old Dege creaked. As soon as Shi Daofu left, Hasan immediately looked at Boss Bai.白老大也立時明白了他的意思是在問：這人說的事，是真的還是假的？ 白老大的回答是：你的事，沒有人知道，他也不可能造出這樣的一個故事出來。 哈山的神情怪異之極：那麼我是中國人了？ 白老大道：至少，令尊是中國人。對了，史道福再回來時，我們可以叫他盡量記憶令尊的樣子，照他的描述，畫出令尊當時的樣子來。 哈山揮著手，顯然他的思緒，紊亂之極，不知道說甚麼才好，他站了起來，團團亂轉：我父親竟是一個小刀會的會員，他為甚麼把我託給別人呢？ 白老大的分析是：說不定那時小刀會潰敗，兵荒馬亂，那鞋匠多半樣子還老實，所以先把你託給了他再說。 哈山站著發怔，過了一會兒，才長嘆了一聲：不論當年又發生了甚麼事，當然是俱往矣。 白老大也嘆了一聲：你在這裏的孤兒院中長大，才會有你過往的一生，要是被鞋匠養大，大不了和史道福一樣。 哈山面肉抽搐了幾下：我當然不會怪任何人，唉，要是在衣物上，能有多一點線索就好了。 他說到這裏的時候，木樓梯上又傳來了格吱格吱的聲響，不一會，史道福又走了進來。他的手中拿著一隻包袱，解開來之後，攤在桌上，就是後來我和白素看到的那一些嬰兒用的衣物。