Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

Zhang Xingwang didn't know that he had been a father for more than a month. The train ride south was extremely painful. The journey alone took two days with the train stopping and starting all the way.

The first half was normal, and he could find someone to chat with. But the second half was nonsense. He could hardly understand what the people who came up spoke. After finally communicating, the next group of people changed their dialect again. There was no repetition throughout the whole process.

Zhang Xingwang, who had slept all the way, arrived at his destination, Bao'an. Looking at the letter of introduction in his hand, he went to report without saying a word after getting off the bus. After all, the letter said that he was going to collect folk songs. Although he could travel around, he had to check in here first.

The other problems were easy to solve. The only troublesome thing was the accent. Thanks to Hong Kong films, I used to like watching the original version. Although the pronunciation was a bit poor, it was still no problem to understand.

After spending a night in the guesthouse, Zhang Xingwang started to wander around early the next morning, asking people for directions while adapting to the language. After many twists and turns, he finally arrived at a park. Looking at the small boats parked in the park, Zhang Xingwang's eyes lit up. After all, buying a fishing boat was not a good idea.

Although Zhang Xingwang is not a professional swimmer, he is a good rower. Although the boats in the park have shallow draft, their condition looks much better than those in Beihai Park.

He is not allowed to be picky now. He has to accept it even if it is overturned by wind and waves. After all, he has no better choice. The material control here is much stricter than that in Yanjing.

I stopped by the supply and marketing cooperative and found that the control over floating objects was very strict. Not to mention buying a tire, you couldn't even buy a ping-pong ball without a valid reason.

I took a look at the space and saw that besides weapons, there were only some food inside, which was just enough to fit one on a small boat like this, and it wouldn't fit on a big boat.

At night, Zhang Xingwang sneaked into the park and took advantage of the darkness to put the boat into the space. Then he returned to the guesthouse. He chatted with the patrolling man during the day. The boat was public property and was not rented out to others. It was usually used to catch garbage and aquatic plants. They didn't have anyone specifically responsible for taking care of it.

The old man at the front desk saw that he had nothing in his hands and just asked a few questions, but was fooled by his excuse of being lost. The old man also tacitly understood and did not say anything more, but just smiled to show that he approved of his poor excuse.

The next day, Zhang Xingwang checked out of the room, went to his workplace and told them he was going out to collect folk songs, then took a bus south, looking around and asking questions along the way.

After giving the driver a cigarette, Zhang Xingwang spoke in his half-familiar local dialect and started:

"I heard that many of your cousins ​​have fled to Hong Kong? I'm quite curious, can you tell me more about it, brother?"

The driver looked to be in his thirties, and should be very familiar with this route. He turned his head and glanced at Zhang Xingwang with a smile while steering, and asked:

"Why are you asking these questions? From your accent, you don't sound like a local. Are you here to desert?"

Zhang Xingwang knew there was a way as soon as he heard it. This elder brother looked well-informed. He lit a cigarette for the elder brother while the road was flat. He watched the elder brother puffing away with great enthusiasm before replying:

"I'm a cadre who came from Yanjing with a mission. How can I be a deserter? But I'm not here to investigate as you think. I'm here to collect folk information."

Zhang Xingwang spoke these words slowly, but half of the people in the car understood the key words. In an instant, Zhang Xingwang became the most handsome guy in the car, but everyone was only concerned about one thing.

"Have you ever seen the old man?"

The atmosphere was so tense that Zhang Xingwang couldn't say no. Then everyone started asking questions one after another and told Zhang Xingwang the content and destination he wanted to know.

Escaping to Hong Kong is nothing new to the people here. At least one-third of the people in a car are familiar with the route, which covers both water and freight transportation.

If you walk, you don't even need a guide. Just find the highest mountain, climb over it and charge forward. However, there are troops guarding there, so those who can get through are the ones with good luck.

If you are discovered, they generally won't shoot. If they catch you and ask you to go back, just let you go. If you don't obey, it depends on whether you can withstand the beating, so Zhang Xingwang gave up decisively after listening.

All that was left was to transport yourself as a courier, either hiding in a train or in a ship's cabin, but the success rate was just as impressive as running there.

Finally, it was the swimming that Zhang Xingwang wanted to hear about. There were two places in total, and it would take about ten hours to swim there, but there were sharks in one of the harbors, so Zhang Xingwang had only one choice, which was Shenzhen Bay.

After a tiring journey, he arrived near Shenzhen Bay and got off the bus in the county town. Zhang Xingwang found that the people here were somewhat hostile to him. In order to save time, after thinking it over, he went straight to the commune to identify himself.

After all, he was a small cadre from Yanjing, and was personally received by the director of the propaganda department. Zhang Xingwang also stated his purpose, saying that he came to collect folk songs, wanted to see the lives of coastal farmers, and understand the situation of fleeing to Hong Kong here.

When the director learned of Zhang Xingwang's purpose of visit, he immediately started talking, but what he said was basically the same as what everyone else in the car said. He then arranged for a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes to accompany him to have a look around.

The young man's surname was also Zhang. He took Zhang Xingwang for a stroll in Shenzhen Bay for two days. Under the strange gazes of the villagers, he introduced to Zhang Xingwang in detail the recent escape situation and coastal patrol deployment.

Not only did he enthusiastically point out the route to Zhang Xingwang, he also humorously told Zhang Xingwang various examples of swimming failures.

Drowning or freezing to death because of not being able to swim is the basic operation. There are also those who are unlucky and get swept away by the wind and waves, and those who are washed back by the sea water during the high and low tides. This laid a solid foundation for Zhang Xingwang's escape and perfectly avoided the wrong options. Finally, under the temptation of national food coupons, Zhang Xingwang was thoroughly taught to swim...

As a result, Zhang Xingwang had to praise Xiao Zhang in front of the director, saying that the young man was diligent in his work. If nothing else, at least he knew everything about escaping to Hong Kong and his swimming skills were top-notch.

After the chat, Zhang Xingwang said goodbye. Seeing that it was a sunny day today, according to Xiao Zhang, it was a day worth guarding against escaping to Hong Kong. He felt that his physical strength and physique were no problem. He looked at the bicycle inner tube and the stolen boat that the space manager had prepared for him, and felt that this one should be safe.

He went to get the things the night before he left. The two old brothers probably thought too much and insisted on getting him a bamboo raft or a log or something. They pointed to a lifebuoy made of a dozen inner tubes hidden together, and said that this thing was not for masters. The Third Master even threatened that he could go and make it for Zhang Xingwang. He was so worried about the Eight-Armed Arhat lineage that he was afraid that the masters of Yanjing would lose face.

According to Xiao Zhang, Zhang Xingwang came to the most stringent area of ​​the bay patrol a few days ago. According to Xiao Zhang, this place could catch three or five people who ran away every day a week ago, but no one was caught until two days ago. The patrol team just withdrew yesterday afternoon.