Chapter 118: Touching Porcelain
Of course, I didn't wait for her on purpose, I just wanted to get fascinated by something. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Well, are you feeling better now?"
"It's so much better. It feels amazing, thank you, Qin Yiren. I'm happy to see the Nordics again tonight. Ah, I have to buy a nice dress, Nordic said he likes simple girls, I have to choose a plain one......"
Yang Su left in a hurry, and it could be seen that she was very happy for the person she was about to meet.
But did she really go to see the Nordics that day? An online anchor who doesn't know his real identity?
"What do you think, sir?"
"You want to be nosy?"
"Just curious."
"Curiosity is often the beginning of meddling."
"That's right, it's better to think about what to eat at noon. Sweet and sour pork ribs, diced spicy chicken, boiled pork slices? Or a pre-dinner dessert? Good ice cream and donuts......"
Deciding what to eat every day is the hardest thing. In the past, when my husband didn't come, I was always a "soldier and general", and I would make whichever dish name I ordered.
Now the gentleman is here...... Let's "point the soldiers" together. Finally, we ordered sauerkraut fish and went to the supermarket to buy a fresh fish.
I like the feeling of walking now, walking slowly on the street, watching all kinds of people, seeing the colorful scenery, giving me a very leisurely and comfortable feeling. So as long as it's not too far, I walk over it instead of taking a bus or a taxi.
Well? What are the people in front of you doing there?
Looking over the crowd, I saw what was going on inside the circle. It was an old man who had fallen and couldn't stand up because of a leg injury. The people around him watched or took pictures, but no one helped him.
Nowadays, people are afraid, afraid of encountering porcelain, afraid that good people will become bad people.
Outside the crowd stood a youkai, with a human-faced monkey body, scratching its ears and cheeks and looking into the crowd, then holding its stomach and laughing.
"Hahaha, let you insult my monkey monkey grandson, let you deceive people, now see who helps you. Well deserved, well deserved! Hahaha...... Hey, you, yes, it's you, what do you see, haven't you seen me so handsome and dashing and suave that can punish a bully and beat a liar's monkey?"
The monkey leaned against the lamppost next to him, leaning over and shaking his legs, glancing at me and laughing at the man who had fallen.
This monster is fun.
"What did you do?"
"A good man is a good man, a good man like me, of course he won't pay his debts, this person is what I pushed down, who told him to scold the monkey. How about you, are you going to bite me? ”
"What did he scold you?"
"No, that's it, that little beggar, so thin as ...... Ahh Just now, the old guy pointed at the little guy and scolded 'skinny monkey', 'blushing like a monkey's butt', 'no one pity the monkey with a sharp beak and cheeks'...... Hmph, I heard you, of course I'm going to teach him a lesson! ”
The monkey demon looked like "I'm an uncle" and "I'm doing justice", and I wanted to laugh when I saw it.
This is really a childish youkai.
I pushed through the crowd and went to help the old man who had fallen to the ground and refused to get up.
"Oh, mom, I'm murderous, and I'm not responsible for hitting someone--"
Before my hand touched him, he grabbed my sleeve and held on, and his face changed all at once, and the crying look was quite like that.
The people around showed a kind of gaze that was really like this, and some well-meaning people shouted: "Sister, don't worry, we all watched it, I also recorded a video, this liar can't rely on you." ”
As soon as the old man heard the video, instead of stopping, he became even more arrogant: "You people from the city, you gang up to bully me as a country man, and there is no heavenly reason, you want the sky to thunder." Ouch, it's unreasonable--"
"Old man, you said I hit you?"
"It's not which one you are, you hit someone and don't admit it, my legs are broken, if you don't lose money, I'll call the police, see you a girl's family, enter the police station and get married. Ouch hey--"
The old man blew his nose and tried to wipe it on my sleeve, but I quickly got out of the way.
It's okay if your old acting skills are like playing monkeys, isn't your behavior really a tease invited by a monkey?
"Old man, let me ask you again, I really hit you, your leg is broken, and you want compensation?"
"It's you, it's you, it's you! Lose money, you can't get rid of it without two thousand dollars, don't think about it! ”
"Well, here's two thousand dollars, you take it, but you have this leg..... It's still really broken. ”
I handed him the money and pressed it on his leg in the air, only to hear him scream, and then rolled on the ground with his leg in my hands.
Now his leg is really injured, it's not broken, it's just dislocated.
I've wanted to do this for a long time.
These people who touch porcelain are so hateful, they will bite whoever they catch, and it is no wonder that people are becoming more and more indifferent now. Although they can't be blamed entirely, they are more or less responsible.
"Ahh Dealing with an ordinary person, you are also out of luck, or are you venting some anger? ”
My husband's words suddenly brought back my dusty memory.
I was only three years old, ignorant, and very new to everything in this world. The woman took me out, I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, and when I came out of the toilet, I couldn't find the woman anymore.
I was taken away by a tall, thin, dry man.
It was a filthy room, with dirt on the pitted dirt walls, a shabby leather coat hanging next to a broken glass window, bags thrown on the floor, and the smell of urine mixed with the smell of food made me almost sick. There were no tables, chairs, benches, no beds, just a worn-out mattress thrown on the floor.
Three or four children my age sat on mats, wrapped in a quilt that was so greasy that it was no longer visible. They all have hollow eyes and numb expressions, as if they can't hear anything, can't see anything, like the walking dead on TV.
The man pushed me over, and I didn't stand still, and fell on top of the children. Under the thin quilt, I could barely feel the bodies of the children, only the bones of my hands hurt me.
At that time, I didn't understand anything, so I could only use crying to vent my emotions.
The man was so annoyed by crying that he lifted the quilt and yelled, "Cry again, cry again and I'll break your legs!" ”
I saw the legs of the little ones under the quilt that he had lifted.
It was only half-cut, wrapped in rags, and blood oozed out, flowed onto the quilt, forming a bloody scab, mixed with black dirt, and emitting an unpleasant rancid smell.
Frightened by the man's actions, the children shrank and burrowed into the quilt. The remaining half-leg dragged on the mat like an ugly and hideous worm. When I saw a couple of things that I didn't know if they were maggots or something burrowing into their legs, I was finally stunned.
What a memory to look back on.
Sir is also annoying enough, why do you want me to think of this.
But I'm still impulsive today, looking at this combination of liars of old people and children, the evil in my heart is irrepressibly breeding. That memory, in the end, still left me with an indelible wound.
"Qin Yiren, let's go."
"Yes, sir."