He took two puffs of his cigarette and continued, "These things were pressed at the bottom of the box - at that time, Xiao Gaya was the only one at home. As he spoke, he took out a sheepskin pouch from the pocket on the inside of his robe, opened the pouch, took out a small bookkeeping book, opened the book, and took out a photograph from it.

"Captain Liu, this is a photo taken by Xiao Gaya when she was two years old, in a photo studio in Kangding County."

Liu Dayu took the photo from Zhuobu's hand.

There are three people in the photo, a young and beautiful Tibetan woman wearing a yellow Tibetan robe is sitting on a chair, she is holding a two-year-old boy in her arms, the boy is wearing a small red and blue Tibetan robe, wearing a mink hat on his head, the little boy's skin is very white, in sharp contrast to the woman's dark complexion, and to the right of the woman sits a man wearing a navy blue Tibetan robe, the man wears a pair of glasses on his eyes, this person is the adoptive father of Jianyang Gaya, Jianyang Zhuobu.

There is also a line of words on the back of the photo: "Jianyang Gaya's second birthday photo." October 5, 1952. ”

"I'll give you this picture! He understands everything when he sees the picture, and I hope he is like a man, not to be obscene and trivial soft eggs and pus. Yang Zhuobu's eyes were moist, "You must forgive me, I can't stand this kind of thing the most, I can't live anymore, God doesn't allow it, I can only accept my fate, but I can't watch him go to the guillotine, although he was brought by me, but my mother and I have always raised him as my own son." When I came to Gudun this time, his grandmother thought it was a business matter--Gaya's matter, but we didn't tell her, if she knew, I don't know what would happen? ”

"Old man, we would like to thank you for your support of our work."

"Don't say thank you or anything like that, Captain Liu, if Xiao Gaya doesn't bow his head and confess his guilt, I'll go to the mountain city again - I'll also make a break with our father-son relationship. Tashi, you throw your phone number to Captain Liu, and if anything, you can call this number. ”

Jianyang Tashi took out a piece of paper from his robe and handed it to Liu Dayu's hand: "Captain Liu, this is the phone number of a fur shop near my house, you just need to say my Abba's name." ”

Zhuobu thought of everything.

"Old man, we will not alarm your old man unless it is absolutely necessary, the second elder should also take care of his health, you have done your duty to descend Yang Gaya. Fortunately, you still have two good sons. ”

Originally, tears only swirled in the old man's eye sockets, and after listening to Liu Dayu's words, two lines of hot tears rolled down: "My two biological sons, I haven't taken pictures of them, this-Xiao Gaya-he knows." We, as well as his biological parents, no one is sorry for him, and he is to blame for doing so. We are not uncommon - nor are they worth rare. The old man choked up.

"Abba, didn't you promise not to be sad?"

"I'm not sad, and now, my heart is much brighter."

In the end, Jianyang Zhuobu also took out a small plastic bag from the sheepskin bag: "Captain Liu, you bring this to Gaya, this is the broad beans that his grandmother specially fried for him, he likes to eat this thing since he was a child - his aunt misses him, and tells Tashi to go to the mountain city to see him." ”