Licheng, Ximen.

　　 The west gate is in the direction of Wuyang City, and there are many caravans in and out, from opening the city to closing the door in an endless stream.

　　 At a corner near the half street of Ximen, a couple opened a breakfast stall selling steamed buns, soy milk, porridge, and meat patties. Behind the stall is the facade of a semi-residential and semi-commercial store where the couple live.

　　 There is a child who is about three years old, babbling and babbling, flickering as he walks, with a little drool hanging from the corner of his chubby mouth. What is peculiar is that there is a rope tied around the child's waist, and the other end of the rope is tied around the waist of the busy mother outside the doorway.

　　 It's about noon now, and the couple are about to close.

　　 "Two bowls of soy milk, five patties."

　　 "Oh, just have breakfast now?"

　　 "For lunch. Why? The stall is closed?"

　　 "Yes, the pancakes are a bit cold, I'll warm them up for you, come right away."

　　 Suddenly a business came to the door, and the man immediately greeted him with a smile, no matter if it was time to close the stall, even though they got up before dawn and were busy until now, they can't take a break.

　　Because it was the last bit of soy milk, I poured two bowls of bean dregs with a little bottom. The meatloaf was okay, but the presentation was not very good, but the portion was very large and at least two double.

　　 "Oh, is that your kid? How old is it?"

　　 The child hugged the man who was idle, and babbled to his father.

　　 "Yes, just three years old."

　　 "The second or the third?"

　　 "Just a baby."

　　 "A baby? How old is your couple looking at thirty? Are you married late?"

　　 "It's not...hehe."

　　 "Isn't there a baby when we got married late? Still so young? Ha, don't mind, I'm just curious, just ask."

　　Wa'er was taken away by the woman, and she put away the rest of the stall except for the guest table. The man now sits on the side with a stool and chats with the guests when he is idle.

　　 "How do I tie a rope to the child? What if I accidentally pull it down?"

　　 "Hey, isn't this afraid of losing the baby."

　　 "Hey, what you said, what you lose in broad daylight, you are just too careful."

　　 "......"

　　 For three days in a row, this curious guest came to this early stall in Ximen just before lunch. The same two bowls of soy milk and five meat patties.

　　 came more often, and just in time for the free time, the stall owner’s man’s house followed the guests again. Sometimes soy milk should be served with what is the most suitable; sometimes whispered with the boss’s wife behind her back.

　　 is still the guest who can talk, although the time to sit down each time is not long, but a few words always make the conversation very pleasant.

　　 "By the way, why is your baby still tied with a rope? People are not dogs, don't you look down on your heart?"

"This......"

　　 "What's the matter? The last time you talked about your baby, you were frowning, don't you want to be? What a clever baby!"

"No, no, hey, brother, tell you the truth, we tied the rope to the baby because we lost a baby before. The girl is nine years old, but she couldn't find it in a blink of an eye... ..."

　　You said that once you have been bitten by a snake for ten years, you are afraid of the rope, and you will see that everyone is like a trafficker if you lose a baby. Is it difficult to understand how to tie a rope to a baby? If it were not for the conditions, both of them wanted to keep the baby in the house.

　　 "I can lose it at the age of nine? What's the matter?"

　　 Maybe it is because I feel uncomfortable in my heart and I am willing to find someone to confide in. In the past few days, this guest did not look like that kind of unreliable. The stall owner was silent for a moment, and his voice was slightly gloomy.

　　 The thing is actually very simple, so simple that it seems that a baby who is stunned by time can't be found, and I can't even remember when I lost it.

　　 "It's certainly not the one who got lost! Your baby is nine years old, let alone on this street, going back and forth to the east gate is not a problem."

　　 is not a wealthy eldest. A nine-year-old girl can't be so spoiled that she doesn't even know her way, and it's even more unlikely that someone can come and coax her away without being noticed.

"Yes!" The stall owner's eyes widened, and the originally kind-hearted person suddenly became full of hideous eyesight. With his hands clenched with fists, a voice popped from the teeth: "I think so too! My baby girl I've always been agile and capable, and I've run errands the farthest to the outskirts of the caravan, nowhere will I get lost! It must have been a dog that suffered a thousand swords and taken my baby girl away!"

　　 "Have you reported to the official?"

　　 "I reported it at that time, it was useless."

"how could be?"

　　 "The shops on the street have been visited one by one, and no one has seen my girl. But such a big person and an acquaintance, can you still not see any of them on the road?"

　　 "Anyone didn't see your girl? Who did you go with, and didn't you see where you went?"

　　 "No. All of them are like blinding eyes, hey."

　　 It is estimated that he was angry enough. The stall owner gritted his teeth and cursed a few words and did not continue to let his emotions control him. There was a bitter smile on his face and his eyes were slightly red. It was obvious that things would not fade in his heart because of time.

"My mother-in-law almost cried stupidly. I was thinking about taking her back to her hometown, but she said in case, if the baby gets back, we will leave. How pitiful is the baby? Huh... Therefore, I have been suffering until now. Fortunately, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com gave birth to her second child the year before, so I shared some of her energy, otherwise, sooner or later, I will have to worry about something wrong."

　　 "What did the Yamen say?"

　　 "What can you tell me? No one has seen my girl, there is no clue at all. Those bad guys can take care to find a couple of days to thank God, not to mention it's been a few years now, hey."

　　 "Don't be discouraged, there is a case in everything, although it has been many years, but what if the water comes to the bottom? You have to remember the memory carefully, what if there is something you overlooked before?"

　　 The stall owner shook his head, but didn't talk to him again. In all these years, how could he not repeatedly recall the situation of that day? What's desperate is that he can't remember any useful things at all.

　　 "Remember what shops were on this street at the time? Has it changed in the past few years?"

　　 "Of course I remember these, which ones are still old faces and which ones have changed owners. I also inquired about some news about the people who left, and I probably know where they are now."

　　 "Oh! It looks like you have spent a lot of work."

　　 "Hey, what can I do? Not reconciled!"

　　 "The kind of copper cabinet set up by Xuan Qingwei in the city is said to be able to help people investigate the case. Have you tried it?"

　　 "Hey, let me tell you, I tried, but I just want to rest assured, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."

　　 "Not this time."

　　 The guest drank the last sip of soy milk and got up to leave, and patted a dozen or so pieces of silver on the table.

　　 "Hey, big brother, I can't find so many!"

　　 "No need, put you here, I will eat again tomorrow."

　　 "Also, then you have to tell me what your name is, and I will keep the bill for you."

　　 "My name is Shen Hao."