A certain day, a certain month, and a certain year

The hotel is closing. The warmth of mid-spring had not yet dissipated in the streets, and it seemed to be curled up in the corners of the mouths of the passers-by who walked by from time to time outside the window, but the night was as cold as water, driving them to speed up their pace. The hurried footsteps along the way, stepping on the lights, added to the colorfulness and confusion of the night. I held my chin in my hand, propped myself on the table and looked out for a long time, and was about to close my eyelids and take a nap when a "Jinbei" van drove up close to the windowsill and stopped steadily, blocking the window!

After a while, Changqing and Laizi walked into the tavern full of wine and shouting. Changqing walked straight in front of me, and said with a stiff tongue: "Are you going to go to the grave for Youjing?"

"When did I say I couldn't go?"

"If he doesn't dare to go, I'll blow up his tavern!" said Laizi. As he spoke, he turned around and winked at Xiaoli in front of the service desk, and did not forget to twist his two spiky mustaches. Changqing's recent alcohol consumption has decreased significantly, perhaps because of his age, or because his body is not the same as before. Laizi's amount of wine has increased greatly, although he still blushes and has a thick neck after taking a sip of wine, but he still blushes and has a thick neck after drinking half a catty, and he is not red anymore, thick and thick. Maybe it's because someone often uses his car for personal business, so he often invites him to drink and practice.

Send them away, it's already late at night. I got on the board, closed the door, and headed home. This new commercial street lined with shops has been empty, and the blur under the lights seems to be faded figures, blurring away the busyness of the day, and also making this road appear smooth and fine, quietly gasping under my feet. I didn't go far before I heard Changqing and Laizi singing on the other side of the street:

Death leads the way home

Being alive is a clear dream for me

I stretched my dreams under my feet

It's full of thorns

We traveled far together

Who camped with me

We traveled far together

Whose dreams did I perform

This is a song that we used to sing a lot, and we don't know who composed the music and lyrics! I don't know when it was passed down and passed on by word of mouth! Especially with the guitar accompaniment, it is more transparent and self-forgetful! This is a song of life! Especially when we are drunk, we can experience the feeling in the song and the deep meaning of the song more! Out of tune, it seems to be in tune! They sang so drunk that I couldn't help but sing along:

Night is parallel to day

Parting is entrenched in a hazy state of mind

I spread my mind on the streets

The landscape is solidified here

We traveled far together

Who camped with me

We traveled far together

Whose state of mind I invaded

It seems that this road, which I am used to walking, has suddenly become very long, and I can't walk it all the way. Early the next morning, as soon as I finished explaining to Lili, Changqing and Laizi walked into the tavern.

"Beer, how many cases are you moving?" said Laizi.

"One box is enough, if you don't want to ascend to heaven near the South Heavenly Gate. ”

"Where are you going?" said Lili, holding me head-on, her face to mine, her eyes flashing hot.

"Go to the grave. I said. I saw her eyes clearly and said, "Why don't you take me there?"

"This girl is good, you are satisfied with the bed. "Walk out of the tavern," Raiko said. Changqing kicked Laizi in the back. I knew she had come along, so I turned back. She looked at me from behind, and said clearly: "Of course, if you don't believe it, we'll go to bed." There was a "golden cup" of bread parked next to the road, which was driven by Laizi.

Since I fell out with the "mountain carving", I have been suspended without pay. Since I can't be someone's uncle, I have to find a way to become a young master myself! If I continue to mix with him, I won't have good fruits to eat. Changqing is now almost self-employed, he drives the company's big truck to pull goods, and when he delivers goods, he pulls feet for people outside by the way. To put it bluntly, this is to use the public car to earn money for yourself. Laizi's dream has come true, and he has become the company's first fast son-in-law, but the will of God is difficult to do, and he is backing on the mountain!

"This chick is really good. "Get in the car," Changqing said.

"The daughter of the brother-in-law of the brother-in-law of the director of the management office. ”

"Now it's my mother's family!" Raiko said.

"You're just a car addict?" Raiko said to me as the car drove out of the city. I shook my head and sat in a lazy position, closing my eyes. It was a very good day in terms of the weather in April.

"I'll open it," Changqing said. Changqing drove the car very steadily.

Part I

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"Wait a little longer, I'm going to be a martyr!" Lai Zi said as he got out of a dilapidated toilet on the side of the road and blocked me head-on. The toilet is built next to a large area of red brick bungalows, which looks taller and more magnificent than those bungalows!

"I'm sorry! I'm up late. I said with a wry smile.

"I squatted in the toilet for half a point, and my intestines were about to be pulled out, and I didn't pull out any. Raiko wiped the snowflakes on the tip of his beard and said.

"Why deadlift?"

"Why? ”

Yoriko walked in front, and I followed behind. We walked around a large mass of low, cluttered bungalows. It is a densely populated residential area, and the houses are generally tall, ridged red brick and gray tile houses. Perhaps because these houses are built on a slope, they look like they can be walked, but they can't be done, just like the terraced rice fields that are built randomly along the slopes. This is the edge of the city, and the newly expanded form is full of the ruggedness of the mountains. The small, old-looking houses were like bulging rocks in the grass, huddled on a hillside. The city is squeezing the mountains, the mountains are still trying to cover the city, and the dead branches of the trees all over the ground seem to be spreading the barrenness.

"There are so many bends, I really can't figure it out myself. I said

"This is the closest road, and it took me a long time to figure it out. In the future, if you sleep in, you won't be late to leave home at half past seven. Laizi said.

Walking through this small house, I went up a big hill. It should be said that this is already a serious hillside, although there are people scattered on it, but it is covered with wild grass and rocks, and it still clearly shows the appearance of the wilderness. On top of this slope is a big mountain, thousands of meters above sea level, and the scenery is beautiful. We went up the slope and, in the open view, saw a winding path that followed the roots of the mountain into the distance. The mountain is steep and steep on all sides, but the top of the mountain is very flat, the size of several football fields. Halfway up the mountain facing the city, I don't know what year or month, and who used the boulder to erect a few big characters: Long live the general route! Every time after the autumn wind and leaves, in the distance, in another high place, you will see these big characters, as long as you can see as far as you can see, the farther you can see, the clearer you can see! To be able to erect this huge slogan on such a steep hillside and at such a huge cost of manpower, it can be seen how high the enthusiasm of the people who moved the boulders and built these orderly characters at that time! And how pious and persistent they were!

"It's so windy!" I said. When I came to the open area, the cold wind blew on the ground, and the rolled up green snowflakes hit my face like sand particles.

"It's fucking big, my mom said when I went out in the morning, if you feel like your feet are off the ground, you should quickly find a tree and hug it." If you really can't do it, just pick up a few rocks and put them in your pocket. Laizi said.

I couldn't help but laugh. Laizi is tall and slender, like a "pole dragon". We walked to the gate of the courtyard, and the bell for work had just rang.

"Take a few quick steps," Laizi said.

Next to the iron fence gate is a narrow wooden house, the size of the balcony of a building, and the blue paint painted on the outside of the house has turned white. This little house is like a big bag bulging out of the row of houses that are connected to it. There was a chair and a wooden table like a desk, behind which there was barely enough room for a simple bed made of long wooden boxes. On the eaves of the house sticks out a weathered strip of wood, and because the paint is always changed, the handwriting on the strip is quite bright: Guardhouse. The old king sat with his hands in his hands, squinting and napping inside. The old king originally looked kind, but because there were too many horizontal lines on his face, even if he laughed, his smile was stuck in those "trenches", and he couldn't find a smile at all, so it seemed that this old man would always be cold.

Laizi was behind me, and he walked to the gate of the factory and did not immediately enter the yard. He put one leg in the courtyard, and one leg on the outside, and leaned against the doorpost, tiptoeing, and watched the old king whistle. As soon as the bell stopped, Raiko hurriedly retracted the leg outside. The old king pried open a slit in his eyes, looked at us, then leaned down, drew on a small notebook on the table, closed his eyes again, and continued to doze off with his hands.

"You'll have to watch out later, old fellow. As soon as the bell rings, the leg behind you doesn't enter the hospital, and he will count you late. "Entered the courtyard, Laizi said.

"What are you afraid of?" I said.

"What are you afraid of?" Laizi looked at me in surprise and said, "I want to deduct the bonus!"

In the water room, after washing the rice, I added some water to the vegetable box, and put the lunch box and the vegetable box together in the water tank used to steam the rice.

Next to the "guardhouse" is the water room, which is divided into an inner room and an outer room: there is a kang in the inner room, which is used by the husbands, and the outer house is considered a room. There are not many workers working in the warehouse, so there is not much place to cook lunch for the workers. There is a stove against the wall, which is used to burn the kang, and it can also heat vegetables and rice. Then you can barely fit a simple wooden shelf, a small boiler and a few large water tanks. The large water tank, which leans against the small boiler, has a white iron lid with a hole in the middle, so that the tank becomes a simple "gas pot". At noon, Aunt Wang boiled the water in the boiler, and the steam was fed into the tank through a vinyl pipe, and it took hours to steam all the food inside.

Laizi squatted next to the sink, scooping his little rice over and over again. He is not too annoying, as if he is counting the rice grains in the lunch box one by one, pinching the rice grains one by one and playing, probably picking out the outward disappointment, what kind of corner is off, not too round and full. He saw that I was still waiting for him, and said seriously: "You go first, I have a small job, and I can't finish it for a while." ”

When I walked out of the water house, I saw Changqing still running laps in the yard. Changqing belongs to the tough guy figure of Baozhun, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and a pimple block all over his body. He usually comes quite early, no matter winter or summer, he is shirtless and runs around the yard for a while.

Our yard is larger than the average school playground, 100 meters long from north to south and 50 meters wide from east to west. Immediately to the north there is a large boiler room, which is used to heat the workers in the yard and the garage, and to provide a small bath that is opened once a week.

There was a group of people at the door of the boiler room over there, where were almost all the women in the yard, and the old Liu Tou who burned the boiler was surrounded by them. Old Liu gestured, and his eyebrows fluttered to tell a story.

Speaking of these women in our yard, although they are different, fat and thin, they have a common characteristic, because they are all forty or fifty years old and still have to work hard, and they are all walking in the wind and rain, so only the torso still has obvious female characteristics, and the sexual characteristics on the face have faded, and they look like a group of gray and black women.

One of them was quite bright, she was in her thirties, tall and fat, and she was a clerk in the yard. It is said that she has a bit of a background, and she has a bit of a chain with a certain head in the company. This tall, fat, white woman is wild and seems to have a special penchant for sneezing. Her sneeze was loud and long, full of confidence. She usually calls three times a day, one in the morning, one at noon, and one at the end of the day.

"What's going on over there? There's so many people around. "I waited for two meals before Lai Zi came out of the water room. He may have been squatting and numb, moving his legs and feet non-stop. We talked as we walked that way.

"It's haunted again!"

"Haunted?"

"yes. I heard that we built a garage, and the place in the boiler room turned out to be a mass grave. Maybe a few female ghosts can't stay up at night and come to find those old men who burn boilers. It's often haunted anyway, it's all fucking female ghosts anyway!It's all bare-ass anyway!".

The tall, fat woman seemed to come to us on purpose. Out of politeness, I called out, "Sister Ma." She hurriedly nodded her head a few times, and then said with a fluttering eyebrow: "Old Liu Tou saw a thick and long tail, last night, he went into the manhole cover of the sewer of the bathhouse, and the gold is golden scales! It may be a small dragon, thick and long!" At the end, she glanced at us a little debauched.

"Thick and long, what is thick and long?" Lai Zi also glanced at her and asked obscenely.

"How can a dragon get into the sewers? It's dirty and!" interjected as Yujing walked out of the garage with a basin of clothes and passed us. Youjing is a standard beautiful man, with a moderate figure and a handsome appearance, but he is by no means the kind of beautiful man with a cream boy or a little white face. His physique doesn't look like he's getting green and strong, but his strength is amazing. I once saw him bet with others that a 100-kilogram cotton yarn bag, one on his shoulder, and a horse sister riding on top of the sandbag, adding up to more than 300 pounds. He carried it and swished away, and his face was not rough. The only thing that is a bit like a is that he may be a little clean, as long as he has a little spare time, he has to wash clothes, washing endlessly, as if there is always something that can't be washed.

"Don't you know? There is a well in this mountain, and it doesn't dry up on dry days, and it has no bottom, and I heard people say that it can reach the sea all the way. Maybe this is a little dragon cub in the sea who came out to play, and it may not be possible to find the wrong door!" Lao Li followed Youjing out of the garage, squeezed into the women's pile, pinched his waist, and waved one hand in the air.

"What are you going to do here? Are you looking for the female ghost in our yard?"

Laizi's words caused all the old ladies to laugh debauched! Some touched Laizi's head, some raised their feet and kicked his ass, and some were even more bold to reach out and tie his trouser belt!

"Shall I see if I dry the hair?"

"Coming out of that, Auntie can see if you can make a home with this thing in your crotch?"

"Fuck off, adults are talking about big things here, and children are talking about something."

A few old ladies talked about meat and soaked Laizi for a while. Lao Li glared at Lai Zi as an elder, his face tightened, and he waved his hand again and continued: "This must be a dragon! A few days ago, an old comrade-in-arms of mine smashed an ice hole in 'Wollongong' to fill the car with water, and he also saw the dragon's tail, and he told me in person. When there was a big flood last year, it wasn't that many people saw dragons swimming around in the river, and who would dare to say that there are no dragons in this world?"

Lao Li is a retired automobile soldier, and he used to do quite well in a large factory and mine. He was in the party, he was promoted, and he was promoted to the rank of deputy factory director, and he was about to be promoted by the captain of the team to the deputy factory director. Maybe I was embarrassed to stay in the original unit anymore, so I was transferred to us as a truck driver and started my old job.