Chapter 100: The Writer I

Writer (I) (novel) Zhang Baotong 2016.5.11

On this day, I didn't feel well and wanted to take a day off, but Suzhen called and said that her husband was from her hometown and asked me to clean up a house for her. We who do cleaning work are like this, sometimes we have to be busy for many days, but sometimes we don't have work for several days. Therefore, we generally have to do it as long as we have a job, no matter how uncomfortable it is.

I drove from the eastern suburbs to the northern suburbs, to an ordinary residential area, and to an ordinary family. This family said that ordinary is not ordinary, the house is quite large, about 100 square meters, three bedrooms and one living room, but the house feels a little unsightly. There was a large pile of messy clothes on the sofa, some freshly bought vegetables on the table, and the quilt on the bed was a mess that had not yet been cleaned up, and some winter leather shoes and cotton slippers were piled up on the balcony that had not yet been put away. Perhaps the balcony is close to the street, and the perennial dust and fumes make the window glass look like an old man has a cataract, making it difficult to see the scenery outside the window. But that's nothing, the most frowning thing is that the house seems to have not been cleaned for hundreds of years, and the dust on the desk, on the TV, on the bookcase, and even on the bedside is no exaggeration to say that it is three centimeters thick. When I entered the kitchen again, I saw that the kitchen cabinets and stoves were full of grease, and the range hood was covered with a thick layer of oil sludge. The oil in the tank was so full that it was about to overflow. The tiles on the ground are also covered with black oil. When I entered the toilet, I saw that the toilet, shower and sink were also covered with dust, and the white tiled walls were almost turning yellow mud, as if there were still powders and mosquitoes lying on the walls.

I've never seen anyone like this who lives in a house like a pig's nest. I called the middle-aged man who was sitting in front of the computer and said, "Sir, how did you get this house dirty and messy like this, and you can really live here?"

The middle-aged man was in his forties, white and chubby, with a bare front and only a few sparse hairs on the top of his head, circling around. He opened the door for me, said something for me to look at, and then went into the study, sat down in front of the computer and continued to write. I think this man is so focused on his business, no wonder the house is so dirty and messy. He probably didn't listen to me well, so he smiled apologetically, "No way, I write for people all day, and I don't have time to organize and clean." ”

I said, "How can you have so much to write in a day?

The middle-aged man said, "I really don't lie to you. I just kept writing all day, and I couldn't finish it. I haven't finished the manuscript I received last month, and this month I have received several more drafts, do you think I can finish it?"

So I asked, "So you're a writer?"

He modestly said, "I guess so." ”

I asked, "What's your name?"

He said, "My name is Yue Hua. ”

I immediately said, "I've heard your name, and I've seen your movie "Snowy Night", so you're still a great writer." ”

He said, "Don't dare, you can only be regarded as an ordinary writer, just a little famous." ”

I said, "You're so busy, what about your wife?"

The writer said, "She is not in good health and can't do anything. If you tell her to wipe the table and mop the floor, and she hasn't done her work for a while, she will say that it hurts and itches, and she will either shout that she is uncomfortable, or she will have to go to the hospital, which will make people so upset, and every time she goes to the hospital, it will cost three hundred and five hundred. So, I thought I wouldn't let her do anything, as long as she didn't get sick, thank God. We'll hire someone to clean up the house. ”

I don't think this is a reason, there are more people who are not in good health, but I haven't seen any family like this, so I said, "Is she from Henan?"

The writer asked, "How do you know?"

I said, "We are engaged in cleaning every day, and we have been to all kinds of homes, anyway, Henan and Sichuan people are the least particular, and their lives are relatively sloppy." ”

The writer said, "I am from Shanghai, and I was originally very particular, but after living with her for many years, I have become less sophisticated." ”

I said, "You can ask someone else to do the cleaning, but you have to rely on yourself to clean and tidy up." It's a habit. ”

The writer said, "But she was born with this habit, what can you do? This is not an appliance in the store, so it is not good to replace it with one, and you should not buy another one." This person can't say that he has bad habits and just changed people. ”

I said, "Then your daughter-in-law is too sloppy and too sloppy." However, you also have a responsibility to discipline her badly and guide her. ”

The writer said, "You don't care about her, you have to mess with you as soon as you care about her, and ask why you don't clean up." Therefore, after a long time, I felt that it was better to find someone else to do this work. She doesn't do a good job for you, but she also makes trouble with you. ”

I think writers are literati, and literati are afraid of their wives, so I said, "What are you going me to do?" and the writer said, "Clean the house for me, tidy up and tidy." ”

I said, "Then it's going to be at least two days, and it's probably going to pay a little more." ”

The writer said, "Money is not a problem, how much do you say you want?"

I said, "At least one hundred and fifty dollars a day, and one meal at noon." This is the private price between us, if it is according to the official price of the cleaning company, it is 240 yuan a day, and it is 140 yuan for us. ”

The writer said, "Well, you just have to do it." I'm busy, I probably can't help you, you're going to have to do it yourself. ”

So, I got to work. First, clean the house, clean the dust from the walls and roof, and the cobwebs in the corners, and then wipe the stains off the walls with sandpaper. However, as a result, white spots appeared on the wall, which did not match the old wall color. I opened the door to my study and said to the writer, "I'll clean your house first, but the walls of your house should be repainted." ”

The writer asked me, "What do you say you should do?"

I said, "Otherwise, I'll clean the house for you first, and then I'll have my husband come and paint the whole house for you next year." ”

The writer hurriedly said, "Great, you must remember this for me." ”

I said, "No problem. ”

After cleaning the house, I started cleaning the glass again. By the time I've finished wiping the glass, it's time for lunch. The writer came out of his study, went out to the balcony, saw that I had polished the glass, and said to me, "Oh my God, why is the sky so bright?"

I laughed and said, "I was the one who polished the glass of your house." The writer said, "It's still clean and good, and it makes people feel comfortable." ”

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