Rogue Aventure

The woman stretched out her hands, held Abu's head and kept touching it, and murmured, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

Yang Luo looked at the woman. According to Abu's age, this woman would never be over 40 years old, but her skin was dark, her face was full of age marks, and her hair was also gray.Especially her hands, like dry old branches, with wrinkled skin.

What caught Yang Luo's attention was the woman's clothes.It's not like Afghan women who wear robes and scarves and wrap themselves tightly.Unlike the Uighur women Yang Luo met, they liked to wear traditional clothes.It's very simple, dark blue trousers and a plaid top. Although they are all patches, they are very clean.He was wearing black cloth shoes, the kind of cloth shoes with mille-soled soles that Yang Luo was very familiar with.When he was a child, he often wore the shoes made for him by the aunts and aunts in the village.

"Abu, is there a visitor?" Yang Luo was taken aback by the woman's words. They stood there without speaking or moving. She is blind, so how did she know.

Abu nodded: "There is a guest, my very good friend."

The woman frowned and turned to look over.Yang Luo looked at the woman and found that her eyes were very big and her eyelashes were very long. When she was young, these eyes must have been beautiful.It is estimated that with these eyes, it is impossible to know how many adolescent boys have been fascinated.It's just that her pupils seem to be covered with a transparent film.Cataracts, this was Yang Luo's first reaction when he saw a woman's eyes.And it is very serious, and it can be seen without instruments.

Yang Luo smiled slightly. Women are not completely blind yet, so they should be able to vaguely see their blurred figures: "Hello, sister-in-law!" Yang Luo said in Chinese.

The woman was stunned for a moment, with an excited look on her face, and said in Chinese, "Where are you from?" Then she pointed to Dongfang.The woman speaks Mandarin very well, and she also has a Jiangnan accent. It should be from the Yangzhou area, and her voice is very pleasant.

Yang Luo suddenly became curious about the identity of this woman: "Yes, we are tourists here. We met Abu in Kabul. He said that this place is beautiful, and then he brought us here."

"Oh oh oh!" The woman hastily patted Abu, "Abu, you are so old, how can you let the guests stand outside, let them in quickly." She looked around vigilantly as she spoke, but she I can't see anything, probably it's just a habit of hers.

The three of Yang Luo followed the woman into the house. There was a small passage in the middle, and rooms on both sides, each with a curtain made of rags.Then a group of people entered the room on the left. The room was low, because there was only one small window, and it was still covered with plastic sheets. The room was dark, but not humid.

There was nothing in the room except a wooden double bed and a low table.It just surprised Yang Luo, even surprised, that there was actually a portrait of Grandpa Mao hanging on the wall directly opposite the door.There are also several gouache paintings, willows, small rivers, ancient pavilions and pavilions, and the pictures of Jiangnan water towns are vivid on the paper.However, the color of the papers of those paintings has turned yellow, and the gouache has not been processed, and the color has lost its color. It is obvious that these paintings have aged.

The woman smiled and said, "Sit down, I'll cook." She nodded to Abu, "Abu, you can chat with the guests."

The little girl Jacob stared at her big round eyes, her eyes chatteringly looking at this and that, without saying a word, she just took out a piece of candy from her pocket and stuffed it into her mouth, her cheeks were swollen and her teeth touched Candy, there was a crunching sound.

"I'm going to help mom cook!" After speaking, he ran out with his calves.

"Brother Yang, I'll pour water for you!" Abu turned around and was about to leave.

Yang Luo waved his hand and said, "No, when are you leaving?"

Abu was taken aback, and then said, "I'll go over after dinner."

Yang Luo nodded: "You have to be careful!"

Abu said: "It's okay, I grew up there since I was a child, no one will be against me."

Yang Luo didn't say anything, but went to those paintings and looked at them carefully.Li Tao and the lunatic looked at each other and were also observing the paintings.They are also very curious about who painted these paintings, especially the portrait of Grandpa Mao, which is not uncommon in China.Even now, it hangs on the walls of some rural homes.But here, it's a little unusual.The most important thing is that Abu's father is an East 1 Tunisia member. Hanging a portrait of Mao Zedong in his home is absolutely treasonous to the East 1 Turkmenistan organization.

Seeing that Yang Luo and the three of them were very interested in those paintings, Abu said, "My mother drew them. When I was very young, I didn't draw any more when I was sensible." When Grandpa Mao was drawing a portrait, there was a puzzled expression in his eyes, "I don't know who this portrait is. It was hung up after my father died and my mother moved here with my sister. And don't let me tell anyone at home. With this portrait, I will not be allowed to bring anyone to my house. You are the first to visit my house."

Yang Luo has been looking at those paintings. Although he doesn't know how to draw, he has learned calligraphy from the old man for so many years. Even if he can't be called a master, his skills are quite profound.As the saying goes, calligraphy and painting are not separated, and he doesn't know how to paint, but he knows how to appreciate them. These paintings are very unusual. Without a foundation of more than ten or twenty years, it is difficult to paint the charm of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

At this time, Yang Luo had a preliminary impression of Abu's mother, either she was born in a scholarly family, or she was once a talented woman with high artistic accomplishment.Now he is curious about Abu's father again, what kind of a man, moreover a terrorist, can make such a woman marry so wholeheartedly, and make her abandon everything and come here.

At this time, Yang Luo suddenly remembered what Aguli's father had said to him, that Abu and his father had never been stained with the blood of Chinese people, nor had they stepped on the land of China.He didn't think much about it at the time, but now that he thinks about it, it's a bit interesting.After all, most of the terrorist actions in East 1 Turkistan are aimed at the country, and judging by the degree of freedom Abu is here now, it shows that his father's status in East 1 Turkistan was not low, and his prestige was still very high.So even if he died, no one would embarrass Abu, even if he bought Hesumu Aishan.That's the problem. Such a person has never stepped into the country, and has not been stained with the blood of the Huaxia people.There are only two possibilities. One, Aguli lied to protect Abu.Two, it's kind of intriguing.

Time passed while Yang Luo was thinking, Jacob ran in from the outside, and shouted happily: "It's time to eat, rice with sheep oil!"

When Yang Luo came back to his senses, Abu hurried out and brought in the food.Yang Luo was not polite either, and sat down at the simple table, picked up the bowl and ate.Look at the little girl Jacob trying her best to put her mouth full of oil, rubbing her stomach and moaning while eating, you know that rice with sheep oil is definitely a very luxurious food for this family.

Yang Luo turned his attention away from the little girl and looked at Abu's mother.This woman ate very quietly, her movements were very slow, and she ate without making a sound. All this meant that this woman was very educated.This made Yang Luo's heart full of curiosity, such a place, such a woman, no matter who it is, it must be unusual.

After the meal, Jacob cleared the table sensibly, and Yang Luo was taken to the opposite room by Abu, and he had no communication with Abu's mother.

Abu said in embarrassment: "This is my room, but there is only one bed."

Yang Luo waved his hand; "It's okay, we can just use the floor shop!"

"Three distinguished guests, I'm really sorry, because no guests have ever been to the house, so there is no extra bed, so I can only wrong you to sleep on the floor." The woman and Jacob walked in with worn but clean quilts.

"Sister-in-law, you are very kind. We are very grateful for you allowing us to live at home." Yang Luo hurriedly took over the quilt and spread it on the floor.

The woman said: "It's getting late, I won't disturb the rest of the three honored guests." Then she turned and walked out, "Abu, come out with me."

Abu ran out in a hurry, and the lunatic wanted to follow, but Yang Luo waved his hand to stop him and shook his head.About 20 minutes later, there were footsteps outside. According to Yang Luo's judgment, Abu should have left.

The three of Yang Luo lay there without speaking, looking at the dark roof, only the smoke in the mouths of the three flickered, bringing a little light to the dark space.

I don't know how long it took, the lunatic got up quietly and went out, and came back soon: "They are all asleep!"

Yang Luo nodded, turned over and sat up: "Do you feel that Abu's mother is not simple."

Li Tao said: "Abu's mother is definitely not a Uyghur, which can be seen from her appearance. Moreover, she is highly educated and should have a very extraordinary past."

The lunatic chuckled, "I'm not interested in Abu's mother, but I'm curious about his father."

"Crack!" Yang Luo snapped his fingers, "The lunatic is thinking about it with me. Abu's mother looks very old now, but she can't hide it. She used to be a very good woman. And Abu's father, What kind of person is it that can make such a woman follow him with all her heart?"

Li Tao said softly, "Actually, I've been thinking about this too."

The lunatic rubbed his chin and said, "Do you think it was Abu's father who kidnapped his mother here? Later, there were Abu and Jacob, even if the man died, but due to the nature of motherhood, she I can't bear to leave my child, so I can only accept my fate and stay here."

Yang Luo said, "It makes sense, but it's unlikely."

"Crack!" Li Tao took out the lighter and lit another cigarette, then he let out a gasp, and with the faint light of the lighter, he found a rusty metal box under the bed.

Li Tao curiously pulled out the box, and there was a lock on it. He pulled out two steel wires from the cuff, inserted them along the keyhole, and fiddled with them a few times.

Yang Luo and the lunatic took out the lighter and lit it. They also moved over curiously, and found that it was full of children's toys.There are dolls carved from trees, and various animals made of clay.

The lunatic rolled his eyes: "These are all the toys that Abu played with when he was a child."

Li Tao ignored him at all, and took out all the things inside with great interest, and finally it was something tightly wrapped in cloth.Li Tao opened it curiously. After listening to the three layers inside and outside, he didn't expect that there was only a photo inside.

Yang Luo took the photo and took a photo with a lighter, his eyes suddenly widened, "How is that possible!"