Chapter 374 Box
He Shu looked at the map carefully and found that it was slightly different from what Zhao Yange recalled before, and there were some new terrains around.
He immediately unfolded another piece of paper. This time, there were words on it, and it was not the language of some minority ethnic group.
They are authentic Chinese characters, but they are written like a primary school student, and some even have fewer strokes.
The letter simply left an address, saying that there were things that Ma Dao and Chen He left for him there.
This address is in Mangmao.
After He Shu finished reading the letter and the picture, he looked up and asked the boy, "Actually, Shu Long had been in contact with you guys before he was arrested , right?"
The boy looked at He Shu, then his eyes fell on the small stone necklace around his neck.
"Grandma recognizes you, you will know when you go there."
After saying that, the young man stood up and supported the old lady towards another bamboo building, obviously not wanting to talk anymore.
But He Shu felt that his mission was not yet completed, and shouted loudly: "What about the old lady? I promised Ma Dao."
The boy didn't look back, the old lady didn't look back, and no one answered the question.
Panda came over and called He Shu, "We should go now. She doesn't want to go with you. Your feelings have been expressed."
He Shu was pulled out by the panda. After leaving the village, he could only sigh helplessly.
The old lady with Ma Dao would not go with him. After the funeral, the whole village seemed to have changed their attitude and were unwilling to let them stay any longer.
Qi Zhijun patted He Shu on the shoulder: "Don't think about it anymore, let's leave here first."
He Shu nodded and followed his uncle and the panda out of the mountain.
After walking for a while, a thin-faced man joined the team. Panda said his name was Mafeng.
He is also a former team member of my aunt. The hornets have been hiding in the dark these days, which means that He Shu and his friends are sleeping in a bamboo house in the village, and the hornets are in the wild.
There was silence all the way. It was as difficult to get out of the mountain as to get in.
When he left the mountains and returned to the town, He Shu felt as if he had traveled to ancient times and back.
Although we are under the same sky, we are in two different worlds.
It was clearly written in the letter that since we were already in Nanzhan, it wouldn't be a big deal to go to Mengmao.
Moreover, the address was not in the deep mountains, but in a small town in Mangmao.
He Shu had never been to that place, but he had known about it for a long time.
That was the first place Chen He stayed after he graduated. It was also the place where he met Ma Dao and where everything began.
This letter must have been arranged by Chen He before his death, and it was not delivered until Ma Dao died.
He led He Shu to that place, as if he wanted to tell He Shu a story from the beginning again.
With this mood, He Shu arrived at the agreed place.
Tang Shen appeared again. He was like the local god of Nanzhan. He would appear wherever he was needed.
"I checked. The owner of this hotel is Zhang Xuewen."
After a pause, Tang Can continued, "He is Zhang Xianglian's biological brother."
Zhang Xianglian? The girl who visited Chen He in prison as his fiancée and then committed suicide after Chen He died?
She and her younger brother were also Chen He's first batch of students.
After hearing the information, He Shu had a rough idea in his mind. He got out of the car and stood at the door of the hotel looking at the shabby-looking hotel sign.
"Hope Hostel."
I pushed open the door and saw an old counter that I didn't know where it came from, and there was no one inside.
A tape recorder was playing songs, and on the shelf behind the counter there were some instant noodles, mineral water, sausages and other food.
There are also some daily necessities such as towels and disposable toothbrushes.
He Shu saw a bell on the counter, so he went up and pressed it. Soon, the sound of flushing came from the corner of the stairs.
A short-haired man with dark skin, about 1.72 meters tall, wearing a blue cloth shirt, came out with his trouser belt tied with an honest smile and half a roll of toilet paper in his hand.
"Want to stay at the hotel?"
The man walked to the counter and looked up at He Shu and the people behind him.
As soon as I greeted him with a smile, I saw the stone necklace on He Shu's neck.
His smile faded a little, he turned around to turn off the song on the tape recorder, then grabbed a bunch of keys from the wooden shelf.
"Come from Mucheng Village?"
He Shu nodded: "I received a letter..."
"Come upstairs with me."
He Shu followed Zhang Xuewen upstairs, followed by Qi Zhijun and Tang Can. Panda and Mafeng were guarding outside the store.
Zhang Xuewen looked back and did not stop others from coming up.
It was very dark upstairs, and there were a dozen small rooms separated by a narrow corridor.
At this time, the whole hotel was very quiet and it seemed that there were no guests staying there.
Zhang Xuewen opened the first room facing the stairs, pushed open the door and turned on the light .
This room is where Zhang Xuewen lives. It is relatively clean and much more spacious than other guest rooms.
He didn't say a word until he entered the house, bent down and knelt on the ground, and dragged out a large suitcase.
Then, in front of He Shu, Qi Zhijun and others, he opened the box, revealing a black package and a thick stack of notebooks.
There was also a small safe, no wonder it was so difficult for Zhang Xuewen to drag it out.
"Everything is here, you can take it."
Zhang Xuewen's Mandarin was a little difficult to understand, but he expressed himself clearly.
"What is all this?"
"Chen He left it for you."
"Chen He? Not a saber?"
Zhang Xuewen shook his head: "I don't know what to say, you can take it back and read it yourself."
Hearing this, He Shu no longer asked what these things were. He pulled the box together and looked up at Zhang Xuewen.
"Can you tell me about Chen He?"
Zhang Xuewen still shook his head: "There is nothing to say. He saved my sister, but my sister also gave him a life. I don't know whether he is a good person or a bad person."
After a pause, Zhang Xuewen looked at He Shu and asked, "Are you a good person?"
He Shu looked into the other person's eyes and couldn't even say that he was a good person.
What is a good person? He has done many wrong things. To put it simply, when he was a child, he knew how to take revenge on others.
To put it in a bigger picture, he has killed people with his own hands.
In this world, are there people who have never had evil thoughts or done bad things?
Who dares to say that they have a clear conscience and have never had any greed or evil thoughts?
All I can say is that there are no purely good or bad people, and good and evil are often just a matter of thought.
"You must be a good person, otherwise you wouldn't have come here."
Zhang Xuewen smiled innocently and pointed at the box: "The teacher said that we should be honest and trustworthy. He also said that good people will be rewarded."
If He Shu had not sent Ma Dao back, or even if he had only sent Ma Dao's ashes back without asking to support Ma Dao's grandmother, the box would never have come into his hands.
Seeing Zhang Xuewen's actions, He Shu became more and more curious about what was inside.
