Chapter Seventy-Six: The Dinner

86_86324 "Let's go? Where are you going? I took off the cigarette in my mouth and asked Uncle Wang.

"Now that we've got our stuff back, it's time for us to get out of here." Uncle Wang said, "Continue to Zhejiang." ā€

"Shall you leave now?" I raised my eyebrows and said, "I'm afraid it's a little early now, you see that Wu Linyu still has injuries on his body, at least wait until his injuries are better." ā€

There is water, electricity and people in this community, and now that Liu Wei's people are gone, and our danger has been eliminated, I am really a little reluctant to suddenly ask me to leave here.

"It's okay, as long as you're not in a hurry to bring your little girlfriend home." Uncle Wang took a puff of his cigarette and said.

"It's okay, she's already home." I joked.

Wu Linyu lowered his head and smoked a stuffy cigarette, and did not join our conversation. If I think about it, he must not be willing to leave the community now, because Chen Lishan is here. After Wu Linyu's pants were cut open by Lao Chen, a big hole was torn in the pants, and the gauze wrapped around his legs could be seen. The blood on the pants had turned a dark red, and from a distance it looked like it had been brushed with a handful of red paint.

"Does it still hurt?" I asked, pointing to his torn camouflage pants.

Hearing the question, Wu Linyu glanced up at me. Only then did I notice that the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshots, and there were small blood clots in the bloodshot areas. Combined with the wound next to his eyebrow bone, this glance made my head unconsciously move back.

Although he heard my question, he did not give any answer. After a long time, he spoke: "Leave a few cigarettes for me, you go out first, I want to stay alone for a while." ā€

I looked at his bloodshot eyes for a few seconds, then said embarrassedly, "Okay." ā€

Uncle Wang tapped the cigarette case a few times with his fingers and took out a handful of cigarettes from it and gave it to him.

Wu Linyu took the cigarette, looked at me, and said lightly: "I'm fine." ā€

Finally answered me, albeit with some delay. I was in a bad mood, I could understand it, so Uncle Wang and I exited the bedroom and closed the door for him.

"Nothing should be wrong with him, right?" A few steps out of the bedroom, I said to Uncle Wang, "For example, what will you do that you can't think of?" ā€

"It's normal for him to have some thoughts when this kind of thing happens, you let him think about it for himself, if he can think about it, then it's fine." Uncle Wang replied to me as he walked.

"What if you can't think of it?" I asked Uncle Wang.

"If we can't think of it, we can't help it." Uncle Wang took out the cigarette butt in his mouth and said, then stuffed the cigarette butt into the ashtray on the coffee table. An ashtray full of cigarette butts, like a blooming filter flower, can no longer hold a cigarette butt. Uncle Wang wanted to clean up the ashtray, but he couldn't find the trash can in the living room. In order not to burden the ashtray, I had to throw the cigarette butt in my hand downstairs.

When I walked to the balcony and looked downstairs, I couldn't see a single person. I couldn't see anyone, but I could hear the sound of basketball slapping and girls playing. If Wu Linyu hadn't been injured, I would have been able to invite him to play basketball with me.

Back in the living room, Uncle Wang sat on the sofa and beckoned to me.

"What's wrong?" I sat down and asked him.

"I ask you, do you want to stay here?" Uncle Wang pinched the strap on his wrist and asked me.

Only then did I notice that Uncle Wang was carrying a watch, but it looked a little old. Hearing this question, I thought about it for a while, and then replied truthfully, "Yes, I had this idea." ā€

Uncle Wang shook his head and said to me, "I thought about it again, I think it's better for us to get out of here soon." ā€

Uncle Wang actually mentioned the idea of leaving here twice in a short period of time, so I immediately asked him, "Why?" You don't like it here? ā€

"No, I always feel uncomfortable here, and I feel like I can't explain it." Uncle Wang replied.

"I didn't understand what you meant, I think you're good here, when you watched the movie just now, haven't you seen enough, you can't watch a movie outside."

"I ask you, what would it be like if we stayed here for a long time?"

"It's going to get better and better." I said with a smile.

"That's not necessarily, you see, as soon as those people left this morning, there will be no one in the community who can fight."

"No," I said, stopping him, "aren't we still here?" ā€

"Yes, a few of us have guns, so staying here must be a guarantee, but after a long time, it's hard to say."

"What do you mean by that?" I wondered.

"After a long time, we will use guns and have the advantage of force, then Foreman Li may think that we have other ideas, just like he is wary of Liu Wei."

Listening to Uncle Wang's unrealistic conjecture, I felt a little funny, so I said: "How could it be, we just helped him defeat Liu Wei, how could he be wary of us?" Besides, Foreman Li told me that he didn't want to be the boss here, and everyone brought it up. Take 10,000 steps back, we don't want to usurp power at all, so why should he be wary of us? ā€

When Uncle Wang heard my answer, his face changed slightly. Apparently he disagreed with my words and was a little angry. He took out another cigarette and lit it, suppressed his feelings and said softly to me: "If you don't think so, it doesn't mean that he won't think in that direction." People are in different positions, and things are considered differently.

Uncle Wang took a puff of his cigarette and continued: "Lou Li, I know that Foreman Li has spoken to you a few times, no matter what he tells you, you can't believe it all. I sue you, that Foreman Li can have his current status in the community, which means that he is smarter than ordinary people, and it definitely does not mean that he doesn't want to be the boss, so he will be the boss for no reason. Don't think that this morning's incident must be us, Foreman Li and that Liu Wei are both bleeding for one thing, there is no right or wrong. Foreman Li was kind to us, so I chose to help him. Now that it's over, if we stay here, it will make him feel like we're loosening the power in his hands. ā€

"Power is always something that smart people will fight for, and when power is taken away, it is as painful as cutting off a piece of meat. Uncle Wang flicked the cigarette ash and said earnestly.

I was first amazed that Uncle Wang could say such a high-level statement, and then I was amazed that Uncle Wang could think about such a long-term view. Uncle Wang said so much, and I can't refute what he meant. I thought for a while, and then said, "Okay, listen to you, and leave when Wu Linyu is healed." ā€

Although I still feel in my heart at the moment that Uncle Wang is thinking too much, Foreman Li will not be what he said. But between Uncle Wang and Foreman Li, I still trust Uncle Wang more.

"With that little injury, he will be able to walk the day after tomorrow." Uncle Wang tilted his head and smoked, "Also, the person who shot today, I don't think it will be a good thing, and it is not certain that this community will be swallowed in the future." ā€

I nodded, kept silent, and thought carefully about what Uncle Wang had just said. Because listening to Uncle Wang say this, I have a feeling of being deceived by Foreman Li, who knows if he really likes to talk to me, or thinks I am easier to deceive?

They sat silently and waited until the security door was opened. Foreman Li and Zhou Zhihong were standing at the door.

"Remember to come down to dinner on the next floor tonight, all of them!" Foreman Li said to us with a smile.

Foreman Li in the smile had already loosened his brows. Maybe an afternoon of scratching his ears and cheeks made him figure out the source of the cold gun. Of course, this is just a joke, even if Sherlock Holmes is invited to reason, just by a few warheads, reasoning to the top, it is impossible to guess who fired the shot.

Uncle Wang glanced at the door, continued to turn around and smoke, ignoring him.

"Okay." I replied to Foreman Li.

"Come when it's dark, tell Wu Linyu to go downstairs too." Foreman Li added, then turned around and walked downstairs again.

Zhou Zhihong said goodbye to Foreman Li, and then walked in the door with a bag of plastic bags.

"It's cool." Zhou Zhihong scratched his wet hair and said that it looked like he had just taken a shower.

"What are you taking?" I gestured to the pocket he was carrying.

Zhou Zhihong patted the plastic bag and said, "Change the clothes, I'll build yƬ and you will also wash them, but they are comfortable!" ā€

"Yes, bathers have worms." I'm kidding.

When it was almost dark, Duan Ke hadn't come back yet, so we pushed open the bedroom door and prepared to ask Wu Linyu to go downstairs for dinner. In the dim bedroom, I didn't see Wu Linyu in a daze. Looking closer, it turned out that he was wrapped in a quilt and fell asleep. The bloodstained clothes were taken off by him and piled on the bedside table.

Zhou Zhihong stepped on the boots he took off next to the bed and gently shook him awake.

"Brother Bing, let's go downstairs to eat." Zhou Zhihong said very considerately.

Wu Linyu bent his neck, squinted his eyes, and looked at us in the dim light. He said to us in a sleepy, soft voice: "I'm not going, I have a headache, you go and eat, I'll solve it myself." ā€

Zhou Zhihong looked back at us and said, "Then let's go by ourselves?" ā€

"Well," Uncle Wang and I exited the bedroom, "if you have something to do later, just yell on the balcony, anyway, if you have a loud voice, we will be on the first floor." ā€

"yes, okay." Wu Linyu dragged out his tone and answered me.

Walking into the corridor, sure enough, every floor is quiet, and it seems that everyone has gone to the first floor. The further down I went, the clearer the voice became, and when I turned out of the corridor and arrived on the first floor, I saw an anti-theft door wide open, with lights on inside, and many figures dangling in the room.

The three of us looked at each other and walked into the house together. In the living room, there is a large round dining table filled with a variety of dishes. Foreman Li was sitting at the dinner table talking with a few people, and I saw him first. At the same time, he saw us. Foreman Li stood up and clapped his palms vigorously to attract everyone's attention. He exclaimed, "Yo, here, here, our new friend is here!" ā€

Everyone sitting on the sofa and at the dinner table, after being attracted by the applause of Foreman Li, found us at the entrance. Suddenly, more than a dozen pairs of eyes were thrown at us, staring at me a little embarrassed. I immediately smiled and gave these glances back. I took a cursory glance and noticed that the living room was mostly strangers except for a few familiar faces