Olives

Similar to retaliatory watering after a long thirst, Hu Ziqiang and Jiao Liru frequently have affairs, and the sunspots haven't seen the proprietress for three days.Old Su called her a dozen times, but none of them answered.The old Su man was an arm for Jiao Liru, with meritorious service and arrogance in his bones. He didn't think that he should be hired and controlled by her, but instead had a secret and unclean desire to control her.He insisted that since she was a woman, she would have to rely on a man sooner or later, except that he didn't think she had been a child, old and decrepit, what other options did she have?

Once the delusion took shape, Lao Su easily regarded himself as something extraordinary.

Heizi Wu Xiang caught a fish from a neighboring village. He was not a lucrative man, but he usually took long-distance passenger transport and could pass Luohu Port for more than half a year, so he took the opportunity to smuggle some famous cigarettes and watches.His profit is not bad, his family has built a small building, and the car he bought is the latest model.He was introduced by Wu Xiang to come to Jinding to play slot machines a few times, the machines were tampered with, and he "won" a few thousand, complacent and addicted.As a token of gratitude, he gave Wu Xiang an old watch that had not been handed over.

Wu Xiang polished the surface so that it could be seen from others, and he held it up to Lao Su and said, "Look, Vacheron Constantin!"This sign was a mouthful, but he had to memorize it seven or eight times before he could memorize it.

Old Su closed the phone, glanced at the surface with a sullen face, and then took a mouthful of thick phlegm: "Hey!"

"Oh, fuck!" Wu Xiang jumped up in the alley, shaking his wrists, and shouted in disgust, "Oh, uncle! Don't spoil my good things if you are angry! I didn't recruit you! Sister Liru She doesn't show her face, what are you doing to me? Ouch, fuck me!"

"Fuck that chicken/bass rub it hard. Good stuff, how good is it? Your incense burner?!" Old Su looked at him contemptuously, with the shovel chin retracted, "Grandson, you are only at your feet with this little promise. Becoming a dog."

Wu Xiang picked up a rotten leaf from the ground, used it as toilet paper to wipe the watch, squatted down and murmured, "Hey dog, if you have something to eat and some money to spend, I'm not as ambitious as you." ——The little guard wants to sleep with Wu Zetian.This passage was vague and cleverly left unexplained.

But if the ruffian can add the word "old", he is destined not to be stupid.Old Su kicked his foot forward into Wu Xiang's heart, with considerable force, Wu Xiang immediately fell into the wall and howled in pain.Old Su knelt down and patted his cheek, and a shadow covered him: "Sweetie, I advise you not to fall out with me, and don't end up with Xiaomori."

Jiao Liru gave Hu Ziqiang a waveguide, opened an M-Zone card, and stored her own number.Hu Ziqiang didn't dare to ask for it at first, he was ashamed to say that Chuan'er and Yadong didn't have it yet, but I got a mobile phone first, and there were five of them and six of them.Jiao Liru just laughed, saying which one makes me prefer you the most?In the afternoon, the phone vibrated again. Hu Ziqiang burned the back of his hands like boiling water splashing, and the back of his neck was numb to the tailbone.He slipped away from under Old Tang's nose and hid in the back alley of Jinding to read text messages: Yaya, I made some sliced ​​noodles, go there, I'll put them in an insulated box and give you a taste.

—— Actually went to bed several times, Jiao Liru still refused to let Hu Ziqiang call her "Liru" in a shy and soft voice, "You have to call me Sister Liru, remember?" She smoked more frequently, always smiling to enjoin.

"There" is a room in a shanty town on Jingyu Road in Sushui. The small pigeon cage is next to the water tower public toilet, so dark that it is lit all day long.It's far away from Jinding and Chunshuitang, so it's impossible to be so conclusively discovered whether it's a storm or a rape or a robbery.

Hu Ziqiang sneaked out under pretexts, the sound of the market was scattered, he was wearing twilight and walked all the way quickly, he couldn't help but glance back anxiously, as if someone was following him.When I looked up in the alley, I found that the window was lit up dizzy yellow.

The frequency of his panting accelerated in an instant, and he rushed up to the fourth floor, his eyes were almost blacked out, and when he knocked on the door, there was always the sound of his heart beating in his ears.The door also quickly opened a crack, and the yellow color overflowed like a dream.Hu Ziqiang's heartbeat calmed down miraculously again, and it turned into a thriving desire to break ground.He quickly squeezed in, kicked the door shut, and hugged Jiao Liru violently, kissing and touching.He is hastily and blindly happy.Running straight to the topic, the two of them circled around the room, throwing their clothes all over the floor.Hu Ziqiang was born with a hand, and he was still pulling Jiao Liru's bra button and anxiously muttering, "You, how did you solve this problem?"The Jiao Liru in his eyes dazzled him even if he was naked.She is so beautiful, so fragrant, with cyanotic hair hanging down her shoulders, and her whole body is full of warmth. To put it bluntly, Goddess of Mercy of the South China Sea stands naked, and she can't be better than her.

Hu Ziqiang put his mouth on her chin, covered her with his hands, lowered his brows and squatted on his chest, listening to her short panting, hugged himself and said softly, let's go to bed.He picked her up obediently, threw her into the quilt, and covered it by himself.Just as he lowered his head to hold her nipples, he noticed that the light was dim. Hu Ziqiang closed his eyes to adapt, and knew that she had turned off the light again.Jiao Liru wrapped her arms around him to make a cover, but her legs squeezed his waist vigorously.All of Hu Ziqiang's actions are driven by instinct, and he doesn't dare to do anything.

In the evening, there is a faint melody of the news from the Central Committee in the building, and the matter is over.Hu Ziqiang had more than enough energy, but a little less stamina, he had to be exhausted for a while after working with her, as if he had been sucked by an old demon.Jiao Liru came out of the bathroom, her neck was steamed pink, and there was a layer of water vapor in her pupils.She pulled her wet hair up high, fixed it with a clip, and said softly, "Lie down again, and I'll warm up noodles for you." The kitchen has been shady since ancient times, and the three-level square was filled up when she went in.Take the pot and the bowl, unscrew the gas, and make a clatter.

Hu Ziqiang turned over, buried his bare butt face in the pillow, and said, "Yes."

It took half a minute to finish, and Hu Ziqiang felt painful and ashamed, and the thought of dying came to his mind, and it took only half a minute.

When Jiao Liru brought him here for the first time, she revealed that when she was pregnant with Xiaowei, she rented this room alone for half a year. There is hope in life, and a very free and comfortable half year.Jiao Liru's private ugliness has never been publicized, and no one in Jinding Chunshuitang would dare to chew her wife's tongue. Hu Ziqiang heard only a few words that she intervened in other people's marriages and added an incense burner to her lover, but bad things come with bad results. Still became a widow.There was a flame in his heart, but he couldn't say it clearly, so Hu Ziqiang asked cautiously, "Sister Liru, what kind of person is his father?"

Jiao Liru answered openly: Bad guy.Yaya, what do you think of a man who can be hooked by me and throw away his chicks?I don't want to say how bad people like us are, but at least we don't have self-control and are vulgar and immoral.Hu Ziqiang hugged her from behind suddenly after hearing this, and said that I don't think you are so good to me.Jiao Liru giggled in his arms, touched the arch of his eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, and his chin with stubble, her eyes were like seeing him off, and she had a strange old look.

"Auntie didn't buy beans during the day, so she got shredded cucumbers in the dough." Jiao Liru put the porcelain plate on the dining table, "You need to eat more vegetables, look at the raw skins on your hands, it's scary to look at."

Hu Ziqiang lowered his head between his faces, and stretched out his hand to see that Lao Pizi really had canine teeth.He smiled shyly: "I don't even pay attention to this, men in my hometown don't pay much attention."

"Men also need to be elegant and clean. Look at you, Brother Jinquan." She took out small nail scissors and a tube of water-red cream from her bag, and pulled a low square stool to sit next to Hu Ziqiang. "Give me your left hand." I don't prevent you from eating with chopsticks in your right hand." She pulled his collar towards her eyes, and asked, "Shall I remove the stitches tomorrow? I didn't put spicy food on you. You still have your arms, but are there any scabs?"

Hu Ziqiang gave him his hand, "It's over."

Jiao Liru first squeezed the cream to the back of his wrinkled hands, the size of a soybean, and slowly kneaded it with warm palms.The voice was small and melodious, chirping chirping, very similar to that, which made Hu Ziqiang stiffen his left arm, and the red from the base of his ears spread to his neck.

"You don't need that much." He gently retracted his arms, "Too much is too fragrant, m—" The word was like a needle wedged into the tip of the tongue, and after the stinging pain was dull, Hu Ziqiang suddenly felt a chill.He shuddered, clenched his teeth and swallowed: "It's too fragrant, Sister Liru."

Jiao Liru pretended not to hear, the tips of her hair were dripping with water.She broke off the nail scissors, tucked a few gray strands of her thumb into the hinge, pinched her fingers downward, and the skin was cut off at the root with great precision.

She switched to his index finger, and suddenly said: "I have always hoped that Xiaowei would start a family and have a baby. I will be a grandmother to help him take care of him. I will retire completely." Hu Ziqiang felt that she narrowed her eyes on purpose, curled up back.

"Xiaowei did that thing... Didn't I go to the hospital to see her that day? Such a young dormitory supervisor, not yet forty, and her skin is also white. She cried and knelt down to me, saying that she did something wrong. I can’t say a word.” She paused, staring at Hu Ziqiang’s nail cover, “If you can’t explain this thing clearly, it will happen if it happens.”

Hu Ziqiang remained silent, desperately trying to figure out what she meant, afraid of missing her last hint.

Jiao Liru pointed to the ashtray on the window sill, and touched the cigarette box with one hand: "Baby."

"Yes." Hu Ziqiang hurriedly handed it to her.

"Hurry up and go back to the dormitory building after eating, and see if Xiaolan's things are still there." She licked her mouth and squeezed a female cigarette.

Hu Ziqiang was slightly surprised, "Wh...why, do you see it?"

Jiao Liru took a breath, closed her nail clippers, "Wen Qi flew back to Beijing from the provincial capital in the evening, he likes to flirt with men. Shao Jinquan regards Xiaolan as a little assistant, like a thing, if he really wants to give it away, he will give it away. He doesn't have the right to say no. Do you understand what I mean? I believe Boss Wen is not a person who makes things difficult for that child. I just don't know if the child is looking forward to leaving here. How big is Beijing? If he thought about it and said to go and see, it would be impossible to come back."

Hu Ziqiang suddenly stood up from the bench, stopped there and said in a low voice: "...Isn't it a good thing for the boat to go to Beijing, a big city?"

Jiao Liru "poofed", "You're not him, so it doesn't matter if you say it or not, that child thinks. The roads always have to be separated."

"Yadong isn't here either..."

"What do you think, what things can't be arranged by humans?"

Rushing into the iron gate of the dormitory building, Hu Ziqiang and Lao Feng, who was watching the carport, bumped into each other head-on.Ouch, Lao Feng took two steps back and stuck it against the wall, cursing, who the hell is so fierce? !Reincarnation!After seeing a lot, they are familiar, Hu Ziping panted, called Feng Ye, and asked quickly: "Did you see the boat carrying things downstairs?" Lao Feng waved his hand: "I don't know, I don't just sit here and watch you help me all day long." These gangsters." He was a bull-nosed man, and his humming resonated with his head.He asked: "Where is he going to move this little booger?" "...Beijing." Lao Feng stared, his deep skin folds relaxed, and then contracted back to its original shape.He seemed to be looking out into the distance, seeing backward lamps, trees, houses.

He walked forward with his bicycle on the wheel, and said, "Beijing is fart. I left home when I was fourteen. I have been to Yili. What is it? Your generation..." and left.

Hu Ziqiang watched him walk away.He came back to his senses, turned his head and went into the hole of the building, took three steps and walked upstairs, knocked down the door and shouted: "Lan, Lan Zhou? Lan Zhou?! Lan Zhou!"

There was no response for a long time.Hu Ziqiang punched three times, "Shezhe!!" He said in Yi language.

"Are you going to rob?" The door opened a crack, and Lan Zhou poked out his wet head, "Where's your key? The door knocked down, Brother Jiuqiang kicked you to death."

Hu Ziqiang sighed heavily, his shoulders fell back, and he said happily, "It's a good thing you didn't leave."

Lan Zhou glanced at him, stepped back and let him in: "Where are you going?"

Wen Qi is used to being open and clear, even if the topic of the conversation is explicit, but no matter what he says, it always makes people feel smooth and more civilized.He sat in the back seat, and Lan Zhou was in the passenger seat.

He said: You have only met a child like you a few times, so if you say I'm infatuated with you, that's just nonsense.You are neither smart nor beautiful, but you are very obedient. Jinquan understands me.He is on the top and you are on the bottom. First of all, no matter how you keep up with him, he does what he must do in his position, so don't blame him for being poisonous.He is not a ruthless person, knowing that there will be no fire pit around me, pushing you may not hurt you, maybe it is a good thing, so he is not very guilty.

He said again: If you want to ask me what I can give you, first tell me what I can take from you?As for you, you are polite, caring, simple and kind, know how to read people's eyes, it is enough for Wen Wen to stay by my side quietly, and I am not a tricky person.For you, food, drink, housing, transportation, high schools and universities in Beijing, all have them, I will be happy with you, send you to study if you miss me, and support you if you don’t.I will take you to see what the upper class is like. If you are interested in reading, writing, calligraphy and painting, I will teach you everything.Feelings are something that can be cultivated from scratch. I don’t need much. When I’m lonely, it’s good to have a child like you by my side.I am several rounds older than you, and you have to overcome this obstacle first.

The car was driving for some reason, wandering in the streets and alleys, always making circles.Lan Zhou stubbornly looked out of the window, pondered for a long time, and asked, do you mean that I will go to Beijing to sleep with you?

Wen Qi laughed straight, and said that he didn't know who taught you this, did you watch it in TV dramas?But I don't lie to you, yes, if you follow me, then we are bound to have sex/love.I have a detached villa in Miyun, where you usually live with me, and my aunt does the food, drinking and cleaning at home.I'm usually busy and I'm old, so I usually don't ask you much.

Lan Zhou was not surprised, it would be better to be humiliated, but instead asked, is Peking University or Tsinghua University better in Beijing?

Wen Qi was slightly stunned, thought for a moment, and said, it depends on what you want to study, Peking University for literature, and Tsinghua University for theory. This is a first-class institution of higher learning in our country, which is very powerful.If you want to go, you have to start from high school first, and then try to take the exam.

Lan Zhou asked again, my father said before that Shichahai in Beijing is very beautiful, isn't it?

Wen Qi replied, more than that, the Forbidden City, Nanluoguxiang, Wangfujing, Tianditan, Summer Palace... If you like to see it, I will accompany you there.

Lan Zhou thanked him, then shook his head and said firmly: I won't go.Wen Qi paused for a long time, regretting that she should have been depressed.He coughed and added, in fact, you have to worry about other things. I will tell Jinquan that two of your partners can be transferred to Beijing to be my security guards. The company is neither busy nor dangerous, and the salary is not low.

--I dont go.Lan Zhou was extremely serious and explained extremely calmly: "Liu Yadong loves me, and I love him too. He will not let me sleep with you. No matter if I don't go, I will be beaten to death or disabled by Brother Quan. I'm not afraid of anything. If I have to, I'll just kiss him and sleep with him."

The most ridiculous and absurd things in the world are actually told by him in an extremely ordinary way, belonging to the category of common sense.

Wen Qi only knew that one of his companions was named Hu and Liu, who exactly was Liu Yadong?Don't understand at all.In his later years, he wrote a short biography at the request of the Japanese Publishing House. When he mentioned this matter, he briefly mentioned it, and compared Lanzhou to a wild pigeon.He wrote, "I have been traveling in the business district, and I have seen countless people. At this age, I have never heard a more pure and captivating chirp than that sentence. It was spring rain falling, and my hands turned into blood. Sometimes I regret not Catch that wild pigeon, although I can hardly remember its feather color, but the feeling is still there. Of course, I may have got it, locked it in my cage, and now I don’t miss it so much. People are like this.” Book It was well-received, and tens of thousands of copies were sold out of a villain's cleansed life.

Hu Ziqiang entered the room, stared at the washbasin filled with water on the dining table, and said in a daze, "What were you doing just now?"

Lan Zhou walked back to the table, "Practice holding your breath." He buried his face deep in the water again.

"Ah? Crazy!" Hu Ziqiang stretched out his hand and hurriedly grabbed his neck and lifted it up.

Lanzhou can't swim.He fell into the water when he was young and nearly drowned. He got pneumonia and fell into a shadow.He also couldn't think of a more cruel way to punish himself than suffocation—to punish Wen Qi for saying "since high school", he was tempted for a while.He felt that he might already have the mentality of offering sacrifices, so much so that he felt that this temptation was a betrayal of Liu Yadong.He hoped he didn't mind, he was too ashamed to forgive himself easily.

It was almost one o'clock at night when the worrying bird Tuwen came back.He was surprised that the two boys were not asleep, smoking a cigarette with their heads against their heads, and their eyes did not touch each other.There is a thick mist in the room, and the dog downstairs is barking. "Damn two parties meeting? You scared me." He frowned and slapped his hand under his nose. "I almost called the fire alarm and choked someone to death."

Lan Zhou flattened the cigarette butt into the bottom of the can, stood up and opened the window.

All the texts in the painting must be full and tailed, which announces a kind of success, or a kind of safety.Hu Ziqiang saw that he was dusty, with tired eyes, and hurriedly took out a cigarette from the crumpled cigarette case, and sighed, "Brother Jiuqiang is back." Looking back tentatively, he found it empty, and asked Say, "Are you done?"

"Almost." After picking up the cigarette, he collapsed into Hu Ziqiang's camp bed, wrapped a quilt around his belly, "It's really tiring." He closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

Lan Zhou looked outside the door, turned his head in a fixed position for a long time, his eyes were sharp, he grabbed at random, as if he was drowning and begging for help.

Hu Ziqiang touched the tip of his nose and said, "Others..."

Lan Zhou asked aloud, "What about him?"

"I'm too lazy to move. I'll share your bed tonight." Tu Wen pouted at the door switch, and hid his arms in the quilt, "I'll talk about it after I wake up. Go and turn off the light, it hurts my eyes."

Hu Ziqiang paused for a few seconds, "Hey." He went to turn off the lights, and the room was completely dark all of a sudden, and he had to get used to it slowly before the moonlight slid in.Tu Wen turned over: "I'm snoring loudly, you two go to the next room, Hou Goubi will definitely stay in the teahouse at night and won't come back."

"Okay, the key, Brother Jiuqiang, I'll open the door." Hu Ziqiang slammed the Lanzhou that was standing still in the dark.

Tu Wen fumbled in his trouser pocket, fumbled for a while, picked up a string and threw it back, "There is something wrong with the lock, turn it to the right twice." He covered his head with the quilt.

Hu Ziqiang couldn't move Lan Zhou, so he went around to get his pillow at Tu Wen's feet, "Leave the door open, turn around, wait for Yadong to come back at night—"

"If you don't come back, lock the door and go to sleep!"

"...Okay." Hu Ziqiang stretched out his hand, put his arm around Lan Zhou's neck, and dragged him to the door.

Lan Zhou slapped his lower abdomen with an elbow, then thrust his head out suddenly, shoved him on the back, pushed him out of the door, and slammed the door shut again.Cut off his anxious cry.

In the middle of the night, people are quiet, standing up and lying down, full of ghosts.Lan Zhou stared at Tu Wen towards his back, his gaze was tolerant but also dangerous.If it is about transformation, it should be a hand stretched in mid-air.You always have something to pay back, right?

——My Liu Yadong, where did you go?

The stalemate is a huge consumption for each of them, and the time is also lagging behind. It can take so long for the moon to climb the edge of the window.

Tu Wen still turned his back to him, and his voice came out suddenly, which was quite scary: "If I don't speak, you can fucking stand still all night? You are so awesome."

The answer was almost a compromise, and Lan Zhou remained silent.Tu Wenshun went to the front and looked at the ceiling.His eyelids were not sleepy, and it was obvious that he had been dozing off.He put his hand behind his head, which was the initial gesture, indicating that he had another short story to tell.What can Lanzhou do?Listen quietly, wait for him to confide freely, and then ask for it.

"There used to be a woman in a textile factory. Her husband was the director of their unit. She also had an extramarital affair. She divorced his wife and married her. The man first gambled, and later he smoked ketamine. Wouldn't his family be ruined if he touched it? I don’t know about other places, but here he borrowed [-] to buy goods to suck, and he disappeared before the water was cut off.”

The cigarette on his ear happened to be pulled down and he pursed his mouth, "I asked that woman for debts. She was young and inappropriate at that time, so she was so hard. Half of them jumped into the river when they got the water, that is, they ran to their deaths. I came up and searched, and I found a lot of bricks in my pocket."

Tu Wen understates, like you asked him, is death so easy?He shrugged slightly and said otherwise.

"Her child is in the fourth grade of elementary school. She has her eyes on me." Tu Wen smiled, "I come here by car every day, carry a schoolbag, and stand at the green postbox on Yincha Road. She doesn't speak or move, and just puts it away every day. Then look at the teahouse, aim randomly, just hook your head to look for me. I have to come out to do something, and his little booger can go with me. Hiss—you can tell me about that look, I can’t tell, but tell me The feeling is the same, not hating me, nor letting me go, making people unhappy."

Tu Wen summed it up: "Born to torture people. You can only kill others and nothing can kill you. Who says you can't be a villain? You are so damn suitable."

Lan Zhou asked directly: "Did something happen to him?"

"He won't let me mention it." Tu Wen hesitated: "Can I turn my face and sell him? I'm afraid you will kill me."

"Please, Brother Jiuqiang." Lan Zhou was frightened and begged, "Tell me, I need to know, he—"

"People are living more and more separated." Tu Wen interrupted and asked, "Why do you do it the other way around? That's not good."

"Please, please!"

After a pause, Tu Wen turned his face to the side, and smiled cheaply: "Okay, then I want you to kneel down and beg me now?"

Lan Zhou folded down smoothly.

Tu Wen was bewildered, jumped up from the quilt tube and then knelt down, pressed his shoulders and said: "Fuck you, tease you, tease you! Stand up, stand up! I'm a bastard, I'm talking nonsense, There is gold under the man's knees, he kneels down to the heavens, kneels down to me, kneels down to me, and I am damned damned by heaven." In order to punish him, he took the time to slap himself.

Lan Zhou put his hands on his neck, and closed his tiger's mouth slightly inward.His hands trembled slightly, his eyes flickered.

"...Xiao Liu'er's change of clothes, drinking cups, you pick them up, oh, and the one for brushing teeth, that toothbrush, all messy, you put them all together." Tu Wen poked his neck out , licked his mouth, "I'm going to get the motorcycle, Xiao Hu stopped shouting, it's useless to go, so what."

Standing up and walking towards the door, taking two steps and then turning back, Tu Wen said:

"Let's talk about it first, don't lose your face, the missing little finger won't hinder him from eating, drinking, and messing around!"

There was a small hospital bed in the annex of the consulting room of the Railway Hospital, with old blood stains on the sheets and scuffs on the ceiling. It was hard to tell what desperadoes had been lying here.You can't see the inside from the outside, and you don't necessarily want to see the outside from the inside.

Anesthetics are not freezing the pain, but a trick of concealment. Once the trick is over, the cumulative retaliatory double will be doubled if the trick is missed.The back hurts and I can't lie down, I have to sleep on my stomach, the breathing tube is not smooth, the person is hypoxic, and continues to be in a trance.Liu Yadong kicked down the infusion stand, bit a piece of meat with the mouth of the tiger in his hand, and pressed his right cheek to the pillow to force himself to fall asleep.As a result, in the deep breath, it was like walking through a tunnel. There was light floating in the darkness, and there was no trace to be found. He had some specious dreams and sweated out.It is said that the dream is hazy and fuzzy, and when he opened his eyes, he could tell the location and characters clearly, as if he had read it, so he was not sure if it was a dream.

In the dream, Liu Dashan dug up the mottled bamboo in the back room, and cut off a white snake by mistake.After burying it, he continued to wield the knife, and accidentally chopped off a section of his little finger.In the dream, Dayu grabbed a handful of ash from the hearth and applied it to his wound, and said like an oracle: "You are retribution, God punishes you." In the dream, she picked up the amputated finger and swallowed it strangely, "Baobao Safety."

Liu Yadong woke up and wiped the sweat from his hair, "Punish me." He muttered.The pain of tearing when the mouth is opened slightly, mouth breathing for too long, lack of water.Tu Wen came in for a moment, put down the bag of fruit, walked around the bed to pick up the infusion stand at the other end, and asked, "Are you rebellious?"

Liu Yadong lowered his head and ignored him.He rightly hated him now.

"Does it still hurt?" Tu Wen asked, "I just went up to the second floor and asked Dr. Hu, and he said that he didn't prescribe you painkillers, and that you were pretty awesome, so he didn't say a word."

"..."

"Hey, guess how I bought the fruit at this point? The one in Xitou Farmer's Market, Aksu pulled from Xinjiang with a little more than a kilometer, is unloading. I said I bought it! He said how much you bought, I said I I bought two catties, but he said that getting rid of your mother’s eggs is not troublesome enough, so I won’t sell them! I told you to scold me again! He went inside and got a scale to fill me with two catties, and spared two for nothing. Big pear. Let me peel one for you?"

"..."

"Then. Let's drink some water! I can see that your mouth is bleeding." He took a stack of toilet paper, dipped it into the cup on the bed cabinet, moistened it, and applied it to Liu Yadong's mouth.Liu Yadong simply turned his back on it.The broken hand hid in his bosom.

"Little Liuer."

"..."

"Four fingers are enough to stroke the cannon. It doesn't hurt anything. If the sawing machine worker has an accident, at least five fingers."

"..."

"What you are doing is suspenseful, you should have known it earlier."

"......"

"Brother Quan is caring, you little thumb is worth the money, it's not your fault." He slapped Liu Yadong in front of his face.

"That's according to you." Liu Yadong's lips twitched, "If I count my feet, I can make a fortune and build a small building?"

Chang Tu Wen sat on the wooden bench beside the bed, didn't speak for a long time, and smiled after a while: "It's not bad for you to do so. The old policeman was stabbed and shot, and at most he will give you a dick, ass Use? We are really gold and silver."

"..."

"Liu'er, the city is not what you think it is, and a good person may not be a good person. People like us will live more and more and get sidelined. They look down at us."

Liu Yadong scoffed lightly and quickly, "I didn't think about it, I didn't dare to think about it."

"Then do you know? More people die every day in the city! It's richer. Those who drowned, those who were stabbed to death during robbery, those who died of eating and drinking poisoning, those who died of serious illness, those who were run over while walking, and those who jumped off buildings. He walked down and was crushed to death, how damn wrong am I? I have an old cousin who is a funeral home in the city, and he said that out of ten big pieces, there are always a few that are so bad that you can't look at them. You ask this What kind of identity? He said there are so many, professors, bosses, small employees, street sweepers, little widows, college students, everyone."

"Good."

Tu Wen pursed his lips and kneaded his facial features into a crumpled old cloth, "My son wants your character in the future, and I'll beat his ass into eight petals."

Liu Yadong moved his head in again, closed his eyes and said, "Brother Jiuqiang, I want to take a nap for a while."

"That's all right...there's nothing wrong with that, I have to go back tonight, so Xiaolan will watch over you at night."

Liu Yadong turned her head back and stared at him.

"Hey, you're making me roll your eyes, what are you doing? If he doesn't come, who the hell will take your urinal to help your dick in the middle of the night? If I don't say I'm so fucking afraid that he will come and kill me in the middle of the night .Why are you youngsters rushing to change your life? Are you married three times in Taoyuan? Then you marry a bird-haired daughter-in-law. "Tu Wen worked up his strength, and babbled again.

After a few seconds of silence, he stood up and patted his pants: "Don't think about where you are going, think about where you can go, and tell me when it's over, don't tell others. I'm leaving!"

The moon is also very tired all year round. It packs up things and waits for its shift, and the sky is brightly lit.Lan Zhou bit his cigarette, and stroked carefully and meticulously around his chest, but he couldn't press the place where he had pain.

He squatted against the wall, stretched out his left hand to see, the five fingers were only outlines, long but not thin, and the joints were protruding, like a person suffering from a pot belly disease.As the Han people say, ten fingers connect to a heart, who connects them?The connection was wrong, Liu Yadong's finger was connected to his.Lan Zhou rubbed her little finger again until the tip turned white, and the bones creaked.

In fact, he has always had an inexplicable dislike for little finger.When I was a child, a boy from my hometown once caught a monkey whose fur had fallen off and was skeletal. He found a rope to tie its tail and hung a bell for jumping feet. The monkey became a plaything.The monkey's eyes were fierce, and it hated everything in sight. It bared its gums and screamed at every turn. It was so annoying that it was lifted and swung to death on the rock wall with its tail.The brass bell was snatched from him by the boy, and he went to find the dead monkey under the rock wall.The monkey was on its back, staring like a bell, its limbs curled up, and the genitals between its legs were small and bright red, like a severed pinky finger.His brass bell was tied there.

The little finger is cowardly and shameless, but it is useless, but it is closely related to the ring finger, and lives and dies with him.

Lan Zhou put his little finger in his mouth and bit down hard.The blood quickly flowed into the teeth, and the heart was already ruthless, but still only the flesh was damaged.There was no way he could bite off a joint.How painful is that?

Lan Zhou's eyelids were pressed against his wrists, his hair drooped and trembling, curled up into a small ball like a monkey.