Chapter 2 The Kowloon Walled City
Shout~!!!
Huge planes flew low at a low altitude, almost touching the chaotic, postmodern art atmosphere of the building.
Never before had Feinan seen residential buildings so densely packed together, spaced less than a meter apart.
The buildings in the outer ring are tilted at different angles, but they are tightly connected, like a monster made of cement, steel bars, steel pipes, and antennas.
Dense lights shine through every part of the residential building, and the so-called windows are hung with clothes poles, connected with clotheslines, and the lines from all over the place climb the faΓ§ade in a haphazard manner, all the way to the roof.
There is no place to see the entrance between the buildings, as if you can only enter it by drilling through the cracks in it.
It's a dark labyrinth.
Looking at this building, which should have disappeared into the long river of history, stood in front of him, and only then did he feel a sense of detachment and distortion.
Damn! Lao Tzu really came to Xianggang in 1986!
Taking a deep breath, he crossed the road and walked towards the walled city.
Walking through the dim and narrow alleys, the smell of urine and rotting household garbage mixed with the smell of urine and garbage is blowing through the nose.
Several children, large and small, ran past him without realizing it.
Colourful and dilapidated signs overhead, draped with neon signs, stretch to the rooftops of buildings of various sizes, and the intricate laneways are divided into several directions, each with a bustling crowd of people shouting the words of the north and the south.
A few drops of cold water fell on top of his head, and when he looked up, he didn't know whose freshly washed clothes were on the full laundry line, dripping with water.
Candles were lit in the dimly lit rooms on both sides, and about a dozen young children were smoking cigarettes, drinking beer, and playing cards, but their eyes were vigilantly looking in the direction of Feinan.
"Hey, boy, who's looking for?" the bald guy sitting in the center of the table suddenly asked.
Fei Nan showed a smile and stepped forward: "Hello big brothers, I'm here to find Uncle Fei." β
His Cantonese was learned from the old Xianggang film in the past few years when he was sick and bedridden, and according to a patient in Guangdong, the level is not bad.
"Uncle Fei?"
The bald guy looked him up and down, took a deep breath of cigarette, picked his chin, and asked, "From the mainland?"
Fei Nan nodded: "Come to visit relatives." β
The bald guy sneered: "Smuggling is smuggling, what are you talking about visiting relatives?"
Fei Nan laughed alongside him, glancing at the thugs on either side of the table, who were squinting at him.
The bald guy stood up and walked towards him: "There are not ten or eight people named Uncle Fei in the walled city, which Uncle Fei are you looking for?"
Fei Nan replied according to the information in his memory: "It's Uncle Fei who runs a grocery store on Longjin Road." β
"Oh, Ah Hua's father?" The bald man's gaze softened a lot: "This is Guangming Street, Longjin Road just turn right at the end." β
He took out the box, lifted the lid with his thumb, and handed it to Feinan.
Glancing at him, Fernan reached out and pulled out one.
Syllable!
The bald man lit the lighter again and handed it to Fernan.
Fernan hesitated, putting the cigarette to his mouth, but hesitated.
As if seeing his concerns, the bald guy said lazily: "Don't worry, my bald king has never done anything to cut the material, and my white powder is not cheap enough to give it to people casually." β
Hearing this, Fei Nan lowered his head and lit the cigarette.
Well, it's really three five.
The bald guy nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand: "Go!"
"Thank you!"
Fernan thanked him and walked inside.
Walking through the alley and around the corner, Fernan threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground.
Guangming Street is a concentrated area of poisoning stalls in Kowloon Walled City, and the candles at those stalls are for drug addicts.
The bald guy said it nicely, but the drug dealer's cigarette should not smoke well.
Turning the corner, the sides became more lively.
The water delivery man carrying the bucket, the tenant pouring water out with the basin, and the postman delivering the letter passed by him.
Fan stalls, barber shops, and dog meat canteens are distributed on both sides of the laneway, and the second floor comes the noise of the sparrow hall and Pai Gow, and the third floor is flickering a few sparks flickering in the dark, and the dirty glass is shining with pink soft light.
Walking back and forth down the alley, Fei Nan finally found his cousin's grocery store.
The cardboard box, cigarette case, and hanging socks at the door covered the little half's face, so Fernan didn't see it just now.
On the other side of the doorway was a glass cigarette cabinet with all sorts of cigarettes placed in it, illuminated by the light.
The shelves on both walls are full, with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, pots and pans stacked in between, messy and orderly.
There were three people sitting around the small table in the middle who were eating, and when they saw him come in, the old man on the left put down the dishes and chopsticks and got up: "Do you want to buy something?"
Fernan looked at him and said, "I'm looking for Fermingda." β
"I am. The old man narrowed his eyes to recognize him.
"Uncle, I'm Anan!"
"Anan?" The old man's face was overjoyed, he reached out and grabbed his arm, and looked him up and down: "Great, Ah Hua said that the marine police caught a group of smugglers last night, and I thought you were caught." β
"It's okay, come in!" Uncle Cousin took his hand and walked in warmly: "Now, let me introduce you, this is your cousin, this is your cousin Ahua." β
"Hello cousin, good cousin. Feinan said hello.
My cousin didn't get up, and while paddling the porridge with chopsticks, she snorted through her nostrils in reply.
Cousin Ahua was more enthusiastic, got up and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "I've heard of you for a long time, and I finally saw you today, sit down!"
Ah Hua is about the same height as Fernan, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a relatively high nose bridge, and a good look, but not as strong as Fernan.
"Are you hungry, eat, eat!" Uncle Cousin brought a small basin and filled a pot of porridge for Feinan.
Their dinner was simple, with white porridge as the staple food and a plate of stir-fried vegetables and a palm-sized steamed fish.
After a day of walking, Fei Nan was already so hungry that his chest was close to his back, and he didn't care about humility, so he picked up the rice bowl and ate it in a big gulp.
"Hungry ghost reincarnated?" muttered my cousin.
Feinan pretended not to hear, he was no longer a little kid, and knew that eating a full stomach was more important than the so-called face.
After eating, my cousin took a sip of tea and said to Ah Hua: "Take Anan out for a walk to familiarize yourself with the environment." β
"Good. Ah Hua took Fei Nan in his arms, walked to the door, and took two boxes of Sanwu from the cigarette cabinet and came out.
When my cousin saw it, she opened her mouth and scolded: "Take cigarettes again! If you don't take the money and go home, fool around all day, it's better for me to give birth to a piece of barbecued pork than to give birth to you!"
Ah Hua walked out nonchalantly and handed Fei Nan a cigarette: "My mother is like this, but she doesn't have bad intentions, you just need to get used to it." β
"Our road is Longjin Road, facing the Jinliang at the gate of the city, which is the oldest street from the Kowloon Walled City, casinos, brothels, sparrow houses, pai gow stalls, fan stalls, dog fighting rings, dog meat canteens, tobacco houses, and powder stalls are all here. β
Ah Hua took him to shuttle between the lanes and buildings, many of which were not visible as a road, but after getting in, there were holes, and after passing through, he came to another street.
"The road here is very complicated, you have to get used to it as soon as possible, otherwise it is easy to get lost. β
Ah Hua held a cigarette: "More than half of the young people in the walled city have mixed prefixes, and many of them are black households, and there is no way out." You will mess with me in the future, see you are so strong, and when I become the hall master in the future, you will be a double-flower red stick!"
Seeing Fei Nan looking at him speechlessly, Ah Hua laughed and said, "I lied to you! My mother said that you can't get out of the underworld, and even if you do, you won't see the light." But if you're interested, you can follow Brother Shrimp, he's still very good. β
"This used to be the only well in the walled city, but it was sealed when my dad came. We now use water from pipes that come in from outside the city. β
Ah Hua pointed to the faucet not far from the well, where there was a long queue, everyone carrying buckets and waiting to receive water: "There are only eight water pipes in the walled city, and these eight water pipes are all controlled by the Welfare Association.
"There are even fewer public toilets, only two, and many people are at home. This is the closest one to us, but there are often queues. β
Ah Hua walked all the way, introducing all the way.
Around the corner, several plump and coolly dressed women were standing by the wall, smoking and chatting.
"Sister Hua hasn't opened tonight, huh?" Ah Hua greeted with a smile.
"yes! You don't take care of business. The youngest of them, a woman with a curly curl, smiled and winked at her deliberately provocatively.
Another woman smiled and said, "People are still boys, come to take care of your business, don't you want to make a big red envelope?"
"Ah Hua is such a beautiful boy, and he doesn't lose a red envelope!"
Ah Hua was the opponent of these people, and hurriedly walked away with Feinan.
"Sister Hua, they are all Lou Feng here. Ah Hua felt a little embarrassed to be scared away by a woman in front of Feinan, so he changed the topic: "Damn, it's good to be a woman, you will get money for one leg." β
"You can also go to Thailand for a knife!"
Ah Hua was stunned for a moment before he figured out Fei Nan's words, and couldn't help but smile and punch him: "Wow! You're not a good thing!"
I went back to the shop with a grin, and it was already late at night.
My cousin cleaned up the bed, and Fei Nan slept with Ah Hua tonight.
Uncle Cousin They also slept in the shop, and laid bunks on the ground.
Fernan, who was already exhausted, couldn't sleep in bed.
Shout~!!!
Flights from nearby Kai Tak Airport were still taking off and landing, and the roar of huge engines seemed to ring in my ears.
Uncle Cousin, they seem to have long been used to it, and Ah Hua has already snored.
With his arms under his head, Fernan thought about the rest of his life.
In the original world, he was terminally ill, his days were numbered, and he had no relatives, so it seemed that this was a chance for God to start over.
My cousin was good to him, my cousin was also very good, and although my cousin was unforgiving, she still cooked him an extra porridge for dinner, and helped him make his bed, and went to sleep with my cousin on the floor.
This family is not bad, since he borrowed someone else's body, he should live a good life for him.
Although his current life is not good, he has advanced memories and an auxiliary system.
It's just that this system doesn't seem to be as strong as the people in the novel?
I was woken up early the next day by a whizzing flight.
Uncle Cousin, they got up earlier than him, and Ah Hua had already gone out.
"It's time to eat. Uncle Cousin greeted him.
Breakfast was still white porridge, but there was an extra portion of rice rolls, which my cousin bought.
My cousin looked at the newspaper and listened to the radio for the live broadcast of the betting on the lottery numbers while listening to the radio.
Putting down the newspaper regretfully, my cousin took off his glasses and asked Feinan, "What are your plans for the future?"
"I'm going to get a job first. Fernan replied honestly.