new year book

The pre-holiday safety inspection in Zhengliang City starts every year around Fucun, and if Fucun is stable, the whole city will be stable.Fucun Village is like a scabies on the face of Zhengliang City. There are several murder cases every year, and there are at least hundreds of various security cases every month.Last year at the Provincial Comprehensive Treatment Meeting, Zhengliang Suburb was given a yellow card.

Unlucky gamblers, prostitutes, and all kinds of people doing dark business were dug out from the corner by the police and thrown into the rear of the prison car.The sounds of quarreling in Lianhua Lane came here from time to time, like the end of the world.

Xue Run opened the door and looked at several policemen outside the door in confusion. Coincidentally, he knew the leader.Deputy Director of Fucun Police Station.When he canceled his mother's household registration, his uncle introduced him to him, whose surname was Meng.

"Xiaorun, your hotel is not open, is it?" Director Meng has a good attitude.

"Uncle Meng, um, it's not on, the boiler has stopped, why don't you come in and take a look."

"Check for potential safety hazards for you, isn't it the Chinese New Year? We put safety first, right?" Director Meng replied with a smile.

Xue Run let the door open.The police outside the door were business-like. After showing their IDs and procedures, a few people entered the yard and checked them one by one.

Director Meng pointed to the shivering man and said, "This kid said, he is your employee. He has nothing to do in the middle of the night, and he is wandering around Lianhua Alley. Can you see it?"

Xue Run glanced at the man, and the man quickly raised his head, pleading.But it was the inspired man.Xue Run recognized it without hesitation: "Yes, the family is big, and we need someone to repair the wiring and clean the room, so I found a handyman to do chores. You are right, safety first."

Director Meng listened, and reached out his hand to the back of the man's head unceremoniously: "I don't sleep well in the middle of the night, what are you wandering around the ground, don't make trouble for Xiaorun." After he finished speaking, he took out a register and called Xue Run signed the leader, Xue Run signed, let the door open, and this person walked in slowly.

After the police had finished checking up and down, he went out and shook his head slightly to Director Meng. Director Meng was also very satisfied. He chatted with Xue Run casually, pointed to the garbage dumped at the door and asked him to find someone to clean it up tomorrow. , Xue Run readily agreed.

The big iron gate slowly closed again, Xue Run watched the man leaning against the iron gate, sitting there regardless of the winter cold on the ground, hugging his calves and starting to swing.The rattling of teeth can be clearly heard.

"Come in!" Xue Run said to him.

"Little boss... I'm causing you trouble. I'll leave after a while." Yang Xiangzi said so, and Yang Xiangzi didn't know where to go. He started to rot all over half a month ago, and all his savings were spent on on the treatment fee.If his illness continues, he will die.In order to cover it, there is a sun-shading tile. He pretends to be a good person, and he also goes to a distant city to see a doctor.But now, the hospitals in the urban area dare not admit him anymore.This morning, the boss pulled him out of bed, detained his luggage and told him to go out and find a way to make money. He hasn't paid rent for two weeks.Fortunately, he was kicked out, otherwise, where is he now?prison?The asylum, or be sent to that hospital to be guarded, waiting to die in silence.

Where are you going?go home?Who will take him in?Will it cause trouble for mother?After returning from this illness, do you still have the face to face others?Who cares?who?Yang Xiangzi betrayed his relatives a few years ago.

"Let's go in first." Xue Run said again. When this person came to the door, he could no longer push it away. Their fate had come.

Yang Xiangzi stood up and supported the wall. He was wearing a pair of shorts in winter.Taking one step at a time, Yang Xiangzi entered the corner room of Xue Run's house.Since Xue Run came back, he locked all the doors, but lived in the three rooms on this side of the corner house.He is not afraid of the cold, and usually rests in the house to meditate.So this room is also gloomy and cool.

Turn on the air conditioner in the room, bursts of warmth circling in the room accompanied by the chirping sound of the air conditioner.Yang Xiangzi entered the room, not afraid to sit, he stood.He can't harm the little boss, his body disease will be contagious.

"Sit down, it's okay." Xue Run pointed to the sofa.

"It's okay... I'll just stand. To tell you the truth, I'm not feeling well." Yang Xiangzi hesitated for a moment, and told the truth.

Xue Run glanced at him: "My family runs a hotel, and no one has seen it before. If you are told to sit, sit down."

Yang Xiangzi walked over and sat down slowly. He was very tired and hurt, but he didn't dare to lean on the back of the sofa.He carefully listened to the noise on the street, thinking about where to go out, maybe, there will be a corner in tomorrow's morning newspaper, and there will be a notice: The body of the unknown man is waiting for someone to claim it.He will die, silently in this strange city.He was thinking about messy things in his mind, inferiority complex and despair were not the worst emotions in his heart.He was thinking wildly, but someone pulled up his sleeve and put his finger on his pulse.

"Little boss?" Yang Xiangzi was startled.Seeing the little boss acting like a Chinese medicine doctor, he helped him diagnose his pulse.Yang Xiangzi didn't dare to resist, even if the little boss beat him up at this moment, he wanted to stay a little longer.

Gently put down Yang Xiangzi's hand, Xue Run said with a serious face, "There's nothing wrong with it, it's just that the kidneys are not easy to deal with."

Nothing wrong?Yang Xiangzi smiled inwardly, not daring to bring it to his face.But he was a little surprised that he did lose a kidney.

"You really know how to watch?" Yang Xiangzi hurriedly tied the knot.

"Know a little." Xue Run nodded, admitting that he knew Chinese medicine.

Yang Xiangzi had nothing to show for himself, and even this temporary foothold was given by others.Regardless of whether the little boss will see a doctor, he can only nod and praise the little boss for his excellent medical skills.Whatever it is, as long as the little boss doesn't kick him out, anything will do.

"Have you eaten?" Xue Run asked him.

Yang Xiangzi hesitated, shaking his head in need of overcoming his dignity.

"I don't know how to cook, and the restaurant in the front yard has been shut down." Xue Run always asks the front yard to deliver his meals, and the meal fee is deducted from the rent.The tenant boss flattered him and only charged the cost.

Yang Xiangzi smiled bitterly: "It's okay."

"I know instant noodles, do you want to eat them?" Xue Run asked him apologetically.

Yang Xiangzi nodded, eagerly.

Holding the instant noodles, Yang Xiangzi couldn't be more grateful.He didn't even think that when he was in his 30s, he would thank someone for a bowl of instant noodles.After eating the instant noodles, Yang Xiangzi was so warm that he didn't want to leave, but he was too embarrassed to hold back. After struggling in his heart for a long time, he carefully put down the bowl, stood up and said goodbye.

"Where are you going?" Xue Run asked him.

Yang Xiangzi shook his head, but he really couldn't implicate the little boss: "Little boss, thank you, you see, I don't have any money on me, and there is no one in my hometown who can help me. So, I can't implicate you... and me... It's that kind of disease..."

Xue Run nodded, of course he knew: "Yes."

Yang Xiangzi was speechless,

"Come with me." Xue Run stood up, with a strange elder tone in his tone, like a grandfather who lived in seclusion in the downtown and knew everything.He took him to the small standard room next door and turned on the air conditioner. After a while, the room was very warm.The quilt and mattress were all ready-made, and Yang Xiangzi also reported him a new blanket to press the feet.

Although this place is not luxurious, it is not very nice anymore.This is, let him stay?Yang Xiangzi looked at the little boss in disbelief.

"You wash it, I'll find you a change of clothes, your body... just burn it. It's not good to wear."

Xue Run pointed to the bathroom, turned his face and left.

Yang Xiangzi supported the bathroom wall, letting the hot water wash over him.He didn't dare to look at himself, so he could only close his eyes, tears rolling with the water.After he finished cleaning, he opened the bathroom door with his dirty clothes in his arms, and looked out cautiously.

A set of thick blue checked cotton pajamas was placed by the bathroom door.There was also a box of sulfur ointment on top of the pajamas.

"I took the medicine out of the drawer, and I don't know if it's useful or not. I don't know about this kind of thing. It's said to relieve itching." Xue Run's voice came from outside.

After applying the plaster, Yang Xiangzi carefully cleaned the bathroom. The clothes he changed into were balled up with his underwear, tied tightly, and wrapped with plastic tape in the trash can.He opened the bathroom door, and Xue Run sat on the only single sofa in the room watching TV.

Yang Xiangzi came to the bed and sat down carefully, feeling awkward, but was forced to bend over the reality.He lay down on the quilt, the conditions here are much better than those in Lianhua Lane, the quilt head and pillow case are all white.

"Little boss, it's not a good thing to take me in. I'm afraid I won't be able to get up tomorrow, and I'll get sick." Yang Xiangzi put his ugly words to the fore.

Xue Run carried the garbage bag, reached out to turn off the house lights and TV, and when he went out, his tone was still like that of an elder: "Then get sick." That tone was like that of a younger generation whose parents face naughty regrets and cry with red eyes. generally.It's okay, I don't blame you, if you change it, you will be a good boy next time.

When turning off the lights, the little boss asked him: "I forgot to ask you, what's your name?"

"Yang Xiangzi."

"Hmm...is it a fake name?"

"real name."

"You are sick, I'm leaving."

"Then... don't you regret it tomorrow?"

"I don't regret it, I won't drive you away."

"What if I die?"

"You are still alive, go to sleep!" This time I was a little angry, turned off the lights, closed the door, and walked away slowly.

Yang Xiangzi couldn't feel the warm air in the room or the softness of the quilt.His whole body ached as if he had been tortured.Finally allowed to be sick, should I be thankful, or should I say something?The last patience in his head was finally let go, he moaned for a while, and the voice of ignoring everything became louder and louder, that is to die, he is willing to die here, die warmly...

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Yang Xiangzi was shaken awake by Xue Run.He opened his eyes in a daze, and he didn't know how to distinguish, and he didn't feel ashamed.Xue Run handed him a bowl of medicine.He shook it and drank it, and the memory of being stripped of his clothes and applying the medicine was hazy.He has risked everything, what is he going to do?Don't care, what's good about this African refugee-like body is rotting away.

Xue Run's prescriptions are good, but most of the traditional Chinese medicines are grown artificially, and the effects are slow.Even so, the heat on Yang Xiangzi's body began to subside quickly, and the fluid-drained sores began to close and scab slowly.Yang Xiangzi was very surprised. He spent seven to eight thousand yuan for this illness.No effect at all.The best antibiotics can't stop the festering, and it starts to heal after being wiped with a few bowls of traditional Chinese medicine and a few herbal medicines.

He went down with a bowl of traditional Chinese medicine, took the fruit candy that Xue Run handed him, and swallowed it.Yang Xiangzi, who has become much more energetic, expressed gratitude and thanked him again: "Little boss, how can I repay you? Except for this life."

The child!Xue Run reached out and patted his head. In his eyes, Yang Xiangzi was a child.

"I'll get your luggage back for you. Those clothes are unwearable, so I'll burn them for you." Xue Run pointed to a broken wallet and a bunch of keys on the table.He looked at the wallet unceremoniously, and there were only five yuan in it.There was also an ID card. It turned out that this person was really called Yang Xiangzi.

Yang Xiangzi watched Xue Run leave, and then looked at his shabby wallet, feeling ashamed.Now that he is not afraid anymore and he is in good health, he will be here to repay the little boss well.If he doesn't give money, as long as he takes care of food and lodging, he will work hard here for the rest of his life.This sickness, he thought about it, and never repaid those debts that did not belong to him.That man is so rich that he doesn't care about his little effort for dignity.How could he be so stupid? He clenched his fist, and a protruding scar on his wrist spoke silently.

As Yang Xiangzi's body miraculously improved, although he was still weak and lying on the bed, his spirit was surprisingly good.On New Year's Day, Xue Run cooked quick-frozen dumplings, and brought them to Yang Xiangzi's room to eat with him, not feeling shabby.

In the evening, Chinese red was on the TV, full of auspicious words.There was a funeral in the family this year, so the door was closed and no contact with others.I just called my cousin, who cried for a while, and finally my uncle answered the phone and comforted him a few words.Xue Run said that everything is fine, please rest assured.

Outside the house, the sound of firecrackers and the smell of sulfur have drifted into the yard.Inside the house, Yang Xiangzi was wearing a thick padded coat, eating peanuts, lying on the bed, leaning on the cushions and watching reruns of American dramas. There was a plate by his hand, which contained peanuts, melon seeds and well-packaged toffee.Sometimes, Yang Xiangzi felt that Xue Run was coaxing him like a child.

No kidding, he really felt that way.He was also curious about one thing, that is, the little boss was so good at medicine, why did the lady boss of this family die?Shouldn't it?He didn't dare to ask. He was still a stranger to the little boss. Although the little boss had a good temper, what if he touched the bottom line and kicked him out?He speaks and does things carefully, not daring to make any demands.

Yesterday, Yang Xiangzi leaned on the wall and went out to sweep the yard. He wanted to do something quickly, otherwise the little boss' relatives would come, and he would be kicked out.That family is very powerful, he knows it.After scanning a few times, the little boss stared back into the room.

When Yang Xiangzi returned to the house, he felt uneasy for a long time. At 07:30, the bowl of bitter medicine was brought in on time, so he felt relieved and drank it like sugar water.Seeing his obedience, the little boss patted his head like rewarding a child.Yang Xiangzi couldn't laugh or cry, but his heart was relieved.