Ten years later. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Bangkok, Thailand.

The air was viscous and humid, as hot as a green train.

Sichuan husband and wife quarrel next door, and the woman is fierce and sharp: "Dog. The immortal board of the day, you short-lived baby. What did you say at the beginning? Come and eat and drink spicy food with you, I've been here for seven or eight years, and I still don't sell hot pot? I want to sell hot pot, I sell it at home, and when I went to this ghost place, my mother called me again yesterday and asked me how I was doing, what did I say? I said it's good, it's a good hammer!! ”

The man was a little wooden, but not to be outdone: "What's wrong?" Didn't I buy your gold earrings, your gold ring, and that bracelet? ”

"What?" The woman immediately blew up the temple: "You bought this?" Which one do you say again? It's all my own money, and you're buying me a hammer? Cut off the skull, I don't want to live with you, I want to go home. My mother said that several young people went to ask me, and they still read me. ”

The mahjong parlor on the right is loud and speaks vernacular. The easterners laughed and scolded, and occasionally because of the difference in the number of fans, they added their fists and feet when they lifted the table. The fish market across the street is bustling with people, and the fishy smell is fermented by the heat and gushes into the nose with the wind.

"Shen Huozi, the goods are here."

Someone was screaming outside the house.

Ten years ago, he was broken by a golden stick, and it is still the same ten years later. Stretch out your head and probe your brain, bend your waist to 90 degrees, look at people looking up, walking and bowing their heads.

Like a king.

The son has a well-known title.

Shen Huozi.

Anyone who has seen Shen Huozi knows that he always has a smile on his face, as if his father is dead, he can also laugh. At this time, his smiling face greeted the street.

"Angkor, you put it away, I'll come, I'll come."

Shen Huozi walked two steps quickly, and when he came to the small truck, he moved down more than a dozen boxes of drinks and beers and stacked them neatly in front of the door. Confirm the slip with the driver, sign it, hand over a cigarette, and send it away with a smile until the truck disappears at the end of the long street.

It's a supermarket, the store is not big, only two rows of shelves.

On a rainy night ten years ago, Shen Qingshan took his son on the boat. The wind and waves were strong, and they quickly lost their direction and let the boat drift with the current. Within three days, there was no water, no grain of rice, and the lives of the father and son hung by a thread. In the early morning of the fourth day, the sky was connected to the sea, and the sea was connected to the sky, and the sun was red like fire, and a fishing boat sailed in the fire.

rescued the father and son, went ashore, and learned that it was Thailand.

Shen Qingshan tasted blood, was full of guts, fought hard, and broke into this supermarket in Bangkok's Chinatown. But suddenly one day, Shen Qingshan became addicted to alcohol, and the days on the island caused him to contract pneumonia, and his condition took a sharp turn for the worse at this time. At night, he coughed up blood and fainted, and his son sent him to the hospital. Doctors say that if you drink again, you will be suicidal.

Shen Qingshan said: "If there is no wine, why are you living?" ”

Forty years old, the person is old, can not lift the hand, can not carry the shoulder. Sitting at the door in a daze all day long, someone is shopping, so he collects the accounts and looks for money in a daze, and nine times out of ten he miscalculates.

"Dad." The son stacked the goods, brought a teapot over, poured a cup of tea for Shen Qingshan, and said with a smile: "Everything is ready, I'll go out, you take care of it." ”

"Hmm." Shen Qingshan's face drooped, the corners of his eyes swept over the wine bottle, and he drank it. The son hurriedly snatched it down, and his tone was reproachful: "The doctor said that you can't drink." ”

Shen Qingshan sighed: "If you don't drink, I'll go crazy, those voices have always been in my ears." They weep, they cried, they demanded my life. ”

Ten years ago, my son was still young and didn't know what was going on. Now that I'm growing up, every time I think about it, my back is cold.

smiled bitterly and took out the killer idea: "Dad, the past is over, and the days are still far away." You don't want to see me get married, you don't want to see me have children? You've got to coax your grandson, don't you? ”

Shen Qingshan's insensitive eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Yes, there are still you, Dad still has you." The wine bottle was thrown aside and waved to him: "Go, Dad, look at the store, don't worry." ”

The son hummed, took off his protective gloves, and turned to leave.

Seeing his son go away, Shen Qingshan's face drooped again. The thin arm like a firewood stick flipped through the debris, picked up the wine bottle, and poured it with his head up.

The son laughs when he sees people, the uncle and aunt are diligent, and the popularity is not bad. But how can things in the world be happy? A few rocks hit his son's buttocks, and a group of children chased after him and laughed: "Plane, plane, hurry up plane......"

The son was not angry or annoyed, puffed out his cheeks, stretched out his hands, and pretended to be an airplane. From time to time, he turned left and swayed right, whining and growling.

The boy was delighted, and threw him another stone, shouting, "Beat the fool, beat the fool, beat the fool......"

Different, or perhaps a mistake in itself?

The son ran away as if he was running away, his whole body was sore, and these children were neither light nor heavy, and they did their best. As soon as he took a breath and was kicked down, his son turned his head and smiled: "Ah, Brother Xiaochuan, is there something wrong with me?" ”

"I can't look for you if it's okay?" Brother Xiaochuan is in his early twenties, with a thin waist and a narrow back, a flat nose and a wide mouth, and looks like a "frog prince". He worked in a gym and learned a few Muay Thai moves, all of which he used for his son.

"Of course you can, what, you're short of money again?" The son got up, patted the footprints on his pants, and said that he was going to pay for it. Brother Xiaochuan put his arms around his neck and clamped them under his armpits, and he didn't let go until his son begged for mercy.

"It's okay, you and I are asking for food? Brother Xiaochuan coughed and said, "Where are you going?" ”

"I ...... I'm going out for a trip. The son's eyes were dripping, and he couldn't speak. Brother Xiaochuan raised his fist and roared, "To tell you the truth, believe it or not, I will kill you." ”

"Yes, yes......" The son shrank his head in fright, and cried: "My family's business is not good, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this month." I went out to work. ”

"What kind of work can you do for shit?"

"Go and experiment with people." Seeing that Brother Xiaochuan was about to fight again, he explained: "Drug experiments, new drugs must be tested on humans before leaving the factory to see if there are any side effects." ”

"Will this work?" Brother Xiaochuan is speechless, this is a test of poison, and he will lose his life if he doesn't do it.

"Of course it works." The son turned his head and saw that his pants had been patted clean, and said with a smile: "I have been there several times, but there is no problem at all." ”

"Is there a lot of money?"

"Fifty thousand baht."

"Okay, let's go." Brother Xiaochuan put his arms around his neck again and dragged him away. He is also short of money, and his salary is very low due to his part-time job as an apprentice in the gym, but he wants to take his girlfriend to Wat Pho this weekend.

The temple has to donate money, and if you don't donate money, it is not sincere......