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Chapter 20 Phoenix: Undercurrent ([-])

Speaking of Xiaochun's family.Park Anhao hasn't been there yet, she just knows where it is.

I met many acquaintances along the way and asked An Hao why she had to go to school on Saturdays.Anhao answered them all.I'm going to Xiaochun's house.I'm going to Xiaochun's house. ... Take the trouble.

After passing the Lianqiao, it will take another ten minutes to walk.Pu Anhao was suddenly a little nervous. He had only been to Zhang Jingya's house when he was so old.Strictly speaking, Zhang Jingya is not considered a classmate, it is almost like going back to her own home.So still very nervous.

It's finally here.A house facing the street, four floors.It looks majestic, but it is very old, and the wall skin has fallen off a lot.The windows open on the front.The balcony is at the back.It must be the old public house.There are also the words Long Live the Communist Party of China on the side wall. ——Xiaochun~Xiaochun~Xiaochun~Pu Anhao stood downstairs and called Chun's name loudly.

But no one responded.After a long time, a head stuck out of a window on the second floor.It was a woman in her forties, wearing a red cotton shirt and her hair tied loosely.You are looking for Chunchun.Her house is on the fourth floor, but you have to go up the small stairs over there.

Thank you auntie.Pu Anhao was about to ask where the stairs over there were, but the figure by the window had disappeared.I can only find it myself.She stood downstairs and looked around, and finally saw a narrow concrete staircase on the first floor.The stairs should have been built later, they were completely scraped off the outer wall.I really don't know the psychology of the people who built this house!The four-story building even hangs the stairs outside.The cement is just a simple inverted mold, and it is very narrow, making it extremely uncomfortable to walk on.Like walking a rugged and steep mountain road.Does Xiaochun go upstairs and small buildings from here every day?Pu Anhao felt uncomfortable in his heart.And what made Park An uncomfortable the most was that after finally climbing to the fourth floor, there was no door to get in, only a four-block steel ladder!Do I have to go up to the top floor first and then go down?Do you want to be so sharp?Originally, I was exhausted going up the stairs, but now I have to continue to challenge the polarity.By the way, if you step on the ground... Pu Anhao glanced down, even though it was a rice field.But after all, there are four floors, if you fall to death, you will be disabled.With a feeling of indignation, she carefully climbed up to the top floor.

Sure enough, it was exactly as expected: an empty rooftop, black rubble.There are several bowl-sized damages on the roof, it might leak on rainy days.However, standing on the rooftop has a really good view. At a glance, the distant mountains are like Daisy.If it is midsummer and July, the scenery will be even better.When An Hao was about to think about it in her mind, she remembered her purpose for coming.He patted his head and quickly lowered his head to find the exit.

Sure enough, that square place like the mouth of a well is the passage down?Anhao walked over and looked down at the entrance, it was an attic used for storage.It was full of firewood and broken furniture.The light from the sky refracts in from the cracks in the tiles and sprinkles on the ground like fine pieces of platinum.Near the opening is a wooden chair with a pair of shoe prints on it.There is no doubt that Xiaochun left behind.Anhao put down the schoolbag carefully, and slowly moved it down by herself.Originally, she wanted to jump directly, but Anhao was worried that she might twist her foot or step on a nail.I really don't know what kind of mood Xiaochun feels every day.

It's like an adventure.After settling down, I saw the stairs in the house, made of gray cement, and the steel bars on the edges were exposed arrogantly.An Hao leaned on the inner wall and went downstairs gently.

When you come down from the upstairs, you can see a square table and two chairs directly.There are also two cups and a vegetable bowl on the table, and scrambled eggs with chili.This is the living room.In front are two wooden doors that are ajar, with two paintings pasted on the doors.One is drawn with a brush.One is a watercolor stroke.Both paintings are lotus flowers, which look familiar.When I saw the signature in the lower right corner, I remembered that this is my masterpiece!It was drawn casually one day, and Xiaochun gave it to her because she said it looked good.I didn't expect her to post it in such a prominent place!

——Xiaochun.It seemed like no one was at home.

—Who is it? ...An old man's voice came from outside the balcony.An Hao followed the sound and walked over...

——娭毑.I'm looking for Xiaochun.

--Oh.It's okay.Come and sit down.The old man put down the chopsticks in his hand and dried his hands on the apron.With a smile on his face, An Hao realized that the balcony was actually a simple small kitchen.

--what?How do you know my name?It was the first time the two met.

——I often hear Chun'er mentioning you.She said you were the best for her at school.And give her a gift.The old man gestured for An Hao to sit down, but his eyes were on the door.

Suddenly being praised like this.Anhao feels weird.In fact, I didn't do anything.What Xiaochun said was too exaggerated.

——Is Xiaochun not at home?Anhao still wonders why Xiaochun is missing.

—… But no one answered her.Xiaochun's grandmother took out a new cup from the cabinet and poured boiled water for Anhao.She said, Chun'er said you don't drink tea.I won't make tea anymore.

—… This time, An Hao stood there in a daze, unable to move.Xiaochun, does she even know this?And tell your family this.The eyes are sour, and so is the nose.What's wrong with me.

——I know you guys are going to Xia Tian to play today.However, something happened and Xiaochun couldn't go.She went to school in the morning, with her dad.

——Xiaochun’s father is back.But what are you going to do at school? I don’t go to school today.

——Transfer procedures.

(End of this chapter)