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    Old Yintou¡¯s home is in Haiding District, not far from Peking University. His family¡¯s ancestors were cabinet ministers in the former Qing Dynasty, and there is still a small courtyard left in his generation, which is being cleaned up next to the original one.  The back garden of the county prince's mansion.  It is said that the front, back, left and right are the mansions of high-ranking officials and nobles left over from the previous dynasty, as well as the courtyards where dependent relatives and servants lived.

    "Yangshu Hutong 15, 16, huh? No. 17!"

    Cao Fugui and his two younger brothers wandered around the old alleys in Beijing, and almost lost his head.

    Looking at the quadrangle courtyards that look similar everywhere, the wooden and concrete poles pull the long cobweb-like wires intertwined on the alleys, and from time to time there are a few old men and women around the base of the masonry shingled walls, pulling coils.  The tongue-in-cheek Beijing movies are chatting, and they stare at a few stupid outsiders, full of vigilance.

    If it weren't for Brother Fugui's smiling face and talking ability, and the letter of introduction from the commune in his hand, just Huang Pang and Huzen, the country turtles who don't seem to be serious at first glance, would have been turned over by the grandparents to the police.  .

    After questioning a few old Beijingers, and being interrogated 800 times by ancestors and eight generations, Cao Fugui finally led his younger brothers to the home of Lao Yin in Yangshu Hutong.

    "This is the household!"

    Cao Fugui pointed to the number plate hanging on the wall of a small courtyard and shouted, he found it!

    The gate of the small courtyard is closed, and two tall, slender trees with bare leaves stretch their sparse branches stubbornly to the sky from the top of the courtyard, looking extremely lonely and lonely.

    Fugui looked at the desolate appearance of the yard, frowned, and gave the hozen a wink, the younger brother immediately stepped forward, lifted the old brass ring on the courtyard gate, and took a hard picture: "Is there anyone?!  Is anyone home?"

    After yelling a few times, no one came out to respond, so the hozen simply put its ear on the door to listen for the sound inside, and it seemed that there was some movement?  He scratched his head and was about to throw his fist at the door when he heard an old man beside him asking vigilantly, "What are you doing? Who are you looking for here?"

    "Hey, don't get me wrong, we are friends of old Mr. Yin Weiming, and we were entrusted by him to visit his home and send a message." Cao Fugui hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face, and explained to the old man with a gray beard.

    "Is anyone here here?"

    "Yin Weiming? Wasn't he beaten as a right He went to the Nancheng Cadre School, how do you young people know him?" The old man was blowing his gray beard, extremely vigilant.

    "Oh! We have met Mr. Yin's old friend, you are a sensible person! Take a look, look, this is a letter of introduction from our commune. The Nancheng Cadre School has set up a branch in our brigade"

    Cao Fugui hurriedly took out the letter of introduction with the red stamp to show his identity as a decent person, and gave an overview of the future. Then the old man eased his expression, nodded, turned around and knocked on the door, and shouted into the door in a low voice:  "Lizi, Lizi, open the door, it's okay! It's your father's friend who came to see you. If you're behind the door, just say something!"

    ? Seeing the old man looking around, looking full of precautions, Cao Fugui and his brothers made him a little nervous, and stood in front of the door together, looking around vigilantly, like an underground party leader.

    After a while, a hoarse young man's voice came from inside, and he asked in a low voice, "Fifth Master, is that you? Is, is my father's friend outside?"

    "Hey, you kid, you don't even believe your fifth master? Hurry up, open the door! Don't make trouble again in a while." Fifth master looked anxiously and gave a low voice.

    The person inside the door seemed to hesitate for a while, and after a while, the door was quietly opened, and the haggard man's face with a stubbled beard looked out. He looked around vigilantly, and saw that only Fifth Master was leading  Several strangers immediately opened the door and said in a low voice, "Guys, please come in!"

    "Go, go! Come on."

    The fifth master grabbed Cao Fugui and dragged a few country turtles who were puzzled by Monk Zhang Er into the yard, and quickly turned back and bolted the door. The old man was relieved and shook his head.

    Cao Fugui looked at the middle-aged man who was sitting in a wooden wheelchair in front of him and was pushing the car over with difficulty. He looked left and right, and finally found a little shadow of Lao Yin on his arched high nose.

    "Are you Yin Li? The second son of Mr. Yin Weiming?"

    Calculating his age, the family he mentioned to Lao Yin should be his second son.

    Cao Fugui thought of Lao Yin's rounder face now that he was eating in Linkan, and his bald forehead that was so bright that it could be used as a lamp, but he couldn't match up with the emaciated man in front of him.

    "Yes. You are my father's?"

    Yin Libsp;Although they are classmates at the same level, the age difference is a bit big.  That Lin Hanqiang looked to be in his thirties, but the Wen Ziyao from Guangdong behind him was only in his eighteenth or nineties, and the other Shi Fucheng looked in his twenties.

    "Hi, I'm Qiao Yingnian. Class 2, Class 77, Department of Economics."

    Qiao Yingnian twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, as a response to a smile, and introduced himself very simply.  He glanced coldly, swept across the faces of the three students, and let go of the hand holding the luggage without being polite.

    "Aww, what a mother! It's so heavy!" Lin Hanqiang took the biggest bag in Qiao's hand, and almost missed his old waist. Fortunately, Qiao Yingnian reached out and held it firmly.  Live in your own big bag.

    "Sorry, my family prepared a little too much." Qiao Yingnian couldn't help smiling when he thought of stuffing things into his bag, even Jinhua ham forcibly stuffed into Brother Fugui who came in.

    "Student Qiao, have you practiced before? With so many bags, I don't think you're blushing or out of breath." Wen Ziyao looked curiously at the cold-faced and quiet Qiao, and couldn't help but ask, who  What he admired the most was Foshan Huang Feihong?

    "I have practiced a few tricks."

    Qiao Yingnian lowered his eyes, put his things on the bed, and tidied them up quickly, and couldn't help but think of his elder brother again.

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