The gate of the courtyard was not locked and was wide open.

  I went in.

  It's similar to when I came before, the courtyard is overgrown with weeds.

  I walked into the hall.

  The furniture inside is as simple as before.

  Where did Boss Feng go?

  I turned around in the simple living room and didn't find anything unusual.

  Then I came to Mr. Feng's bedroom where he was sleeping.

  The quilt on the bed is neatly folded.

  There is nothing unusual either.

  I came back to the kitchen and then walked from the kitchen into the yard.

  After turning around and around, I took a look at the lock on the door.

  I thought of a possibility.

  Normally, when someone leaves home, they lock the door.

  Mr. Feng didn't lock the door.

  He had to leave in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to lock the door.

  I was pondering what Huang Peng said. He said that after he met his father-in-law once, when he went there for the second time, his father-in-law had disappeared.

  Won't Mr. Feng deliberately avoid this son-in-law?

  It's obvious that this son-in-law is no good.

  It's possible that when Huang Peng came for the second time, Mr. Feng heard the noise and hastily left home.

  He doesn't want to see this son-in-law.

  Why don't you want to see me?

  I lit a cigarette and when I had smoked less than half of it, I knew the reason.

  Huang Peng urged Boss Feng to hand over the secret recipe, but Boss Feng didn't want to give it to his son-in-law. So he dodged him.

  Why doesn't Mr. Feng like his son-in-law?

  The photo on the marriage certificate that Huang Peng showed me popped into my mind.

  Feng Xiaoye is Boss Feng's daughter, as long as you find Feng Xiaoye, everything will be clear.

  Just then, an old peasant led a few sheep from the doorway and saw me. The old man stopped, looked me up and down, "Young man, what is your relationship with Old Man Feng?"

  I quickly said: "I am his disciple. Old man, do you know where my master went?"

  "So you're his apprentice."

  The old man suddenly became enthusiastic, "Your master is really a kind person. Last time I was hospitalized for illness and had no money for surgery. If it wasn't for your master's help, I would have seen King Yan long ago."

  He didn't answer the question.

  "So I had to repeat again, 'Do you know where my master went?'"

  "What? Your master is gone? He was still at my place last night."

  My eyes lit up at once, this is an important clue.

  "Old man, can you tell me in detail?"

  "Last night at ten o'clock, I was just about to fall asleep when I heard someone knocking on the door."

  "I opened the door and took a look, it was Boss Feng. I thought there must be some urgent matter. But Boss Feng didn't say anything, just gave me 10,000 yuan and then left."

  "What a good person! Your master is the best good person. He knows that after I'm discharged from the hospital, I need money to buy medicine, this is like sending charcoal in snowy weather."

  A rural old man can say the phrase "timely snow in winter", which shows that the other party has some culture.

  "Didn't your master say anything to you?"

  Upon hearing this, the old man's eyes widened, "Your master can't speak now, don't you know that as his disciple?"

  "You don't care about your master anymore."

  "You damned thing!"

  The old man got angry and turned around to leave.

  A flock of sheep followed behind him, bleating loudly.

  I know I just said something wrong.

  After Mr. Feng's boss recovered from a cerebral hemorrhage and was discharged from the hospital, he basically couldn't speak anymore. Even walking is a bit difficult.

  However, through the old man's words, I made a judgment.

  Mr. Feng left in a great hurry.

  He could have chosen to give the old man money during the day, but he chose 10 o'clock at night.

  There is only one possibility.

  Mr. Feng suddenly encountered danger or had something urgent to attend to and left in a hurry.

  What's going on here?

  I suddenly recalled a sentence that Old Feng once said to me: "One day I may have to leave this place, and if that day really comes, I won't have any souvenir to give you. If you're interested, just take the pillow I sleep on."

  At that time, Mr. Feng had just been discharged from the hospital after a cerebral hemorrhage and was not very articulate in his speech.

  At that time, I thought the other person might have gone crazy, and what he said was too unreasonable.

  Because I have seen Mr. Feng's pillow when he sleeps, it is oily and dirty.

  Take this as a souvenir for me?

  That's hilarious!

  Now, my mind suddenly lit up.

  Why did Mr. Feng say that? Did he realize long ago that he would have to leave here sooner or later?

  I hastily returned from the courtyard to the bedroom.

  The oily and dirty pillow was found under the quilt.

  Is it a precious treasure?

  I took it in my hand and looked at it carefully, furrowing my brow.

  The pillow has a terrible smell and I want to throw it away immediately.

  I grabbed the pillow and shook it vigorously. Suddenly, I heard a rustling sound, and the buckwheat hulls inside spilled out onto the bed, swirling up into the air and making me sneeze.

  I wiped it with my hand for a moment.

  There is nothing inside the buckwheat crust.

  I threw the pillowcase onto the bed in disappointment, but saw some strange shapes, similar to lines.

  The pillowcase had already been unfolded and looked like a piece of animal hide.

  I quickly took it in hand and unfolded it for a closer look.

  I see, it's a very old piece of sheepskin. On it are twisted and curved lines, many lines that weren't drawn with a brush, but seem to have been branded on after heating up iron wire.

  But I really don't understand what it means.

  I carefully put away the pillowcase.

  Old Feng wouldn't say something like that for no reason, this pillowcase must have a secret.

  Where is Mr. Feng going?

  No leads whatsoever.

  If there's anyone who knows a clue or can provide information, it must be Huang Peng.

  After all, he is Old Man Feng's son-in-law, no matter how he walks, he still has some understanding of Old Man Feng's situation.

  I'm really in a hurry.

  I am very familiar with Mr. Feng's situation.

  After Mr. Feng gave me the secret recipe, my physical condition became very poor.

  I once suggested that Old Feng move out of the countryside and into the city, to buy or rent a house. After all, it would be more convenient for me to take care of him.

  But Mr. Feng strongly disagreed.

  I have no way, and also proposed to find someone to take care of him.

  He still disagrees.

  Now I somewhat understand, there should be some major secret on Boss Feng's body.

  It's certainly not as simple as a secret recipe.

  I went back to look for Huang Peng.

  I want to learn more about Mr. Feng through him, such as where Mr. Feng's hometown is and what relatives he has.

  Following the vine to find the melon, maybe we can find Old Man Feng's place.

  When I returned to the place where Feng's Chicken Soup Shop was, I found two strangers dismantling the signboard, dismantling Huang's Chicken Soup Shop sign.

  I'm very surprised.

  Huang Peng had just hung up the sign and the chicken soup shop had just opened when someone came to remove the sign.

  It won't be transferred before it's even open for business, will it?

  Just as I was perplexed, a familiar voice suddenly came from inside, "If being soft doesn't work, then let's try being hard! If you don't drink the toast, you'll have to drink the penalty wine! I'm going to give him a taste of something fierce!"