The wind was cool. I couldn't see the night road clearly, and the fool walked in a panic and panicked, and fell his knee several times. When I slipped back to Xiaowangzhuang, it was raining, and I rushed to the right corner of the courtyard wall to climb the elm tree, the bark was wet like oil, and I almost couldn't climb it.

In the sound of the rain, there was the sound of the young master and the third young grandmother laughing together, and the lights were dark, as if they were tickling each other.

The second fool was barefoot, and the soles of his feet were next to the cool hard black tiles, and he was very itchy, itching all the way to his spine, and even to his heart.

The second fool came to the left corner of the courtyard against the wall of the rockery, the rain was already very heavy, and the trees outside the courtyard were shaken into a piece in the wind, and it was loud, and it was impossible to tell whether it was the sound of the wind or the rain.

In front of an autumn thunderstorm, an electric light flashed in the sky, illuminating many scenes. He was looking at the corner of the upper room, when he suddenly felt an ominous movement in the wall and the passage in front of the rockery. Waves of thunder rolled in, and the electric light was gone.

He stood at the top of the wall, clutching an arm-thick branch, motionless. It could be the shadows of the trees, or it could be people rolling in the rain.

He felt like Grandma and Martin were wrapped up in one person and jumped in a puddle like a big fish. He felt that he was being held up by the autumn wind, lighter than a piece of bamboo paper.

The lightning flashed again, and he really saw the shadow of the old tree outside the wall, and the things that rolled and moved on the waterlogged ground were gone forever.

It turned out that he was dazzled, and he had daydreamed too much during the day, and he spent his dog eyes!

He jumped into the aisle and leaned on the puddle to smell only the smell of leaves, grass and stones. He touched in the water, and the rain hit the back of his hand, and the palm of his hand touched pebbles, dead branches, and mud.

He was like a big fool who had fallen into evil, and decided that there was still the temperature of a young grandmother in that place, so he lay down in the water injection. The water was cold, but after a while it was as hot as boiling water.

He silently shouted the name of the young grandmother, as if * had exploded here. He was secretly glad that I had seen it all. One of her long legs lifted up to the sky of Yuzhen in the autumn wind and rain, and shook like a white, peeled tree.

Destined to be a sleepless night!

The next day, the rain cleared, but everything was business as usual.

The old lady's face was very white and plump, and the absence of the sun for many years did not ruin her appearance at all. This aroused the heartfelt admiration of the tenants more than the Buddha statue. The old man's face was dark, black, and a little blue.

They were surprised, pitiful, and some gloated.

The second fool watched all this numbly, and stood at the bottom of the steps and saw everything that should have been seen.

His ears were unusually sensitive, and he heard a man in a black cloak walking slowly down the stone pavement at the other end of the street, the iron palms of his leather shoes making a beautiful sound on the bluestone.

Martin is coming.

Martin suddenly saw them, with a smile on his face that had at first disappeared in the blink of an eye. He glanced quickly at the door, and before he could say anything, the young grandmother had slowly walked out. She probably didn't understand why Martin was suddenly surprised, and when she saw the young master, she froze for a moment.

It was a very simple thing for people to meet hundreds of times, and no one thought that they would be so strange here.

Martin's heart was empty. The young grandmother is also weak-hearted. Their weakness makes fools eager to find an ant hole to get into, and then crawl out when they are well covered.

They were weak-minded, perhaps because they were suddenly faced with the young master's gloomy appearance, and they couldn't figure out the true meaning of the gloom so quickly.

They stood timidly, with a little stubbornness in their eyes, resigned to fate and waited for their partner to bully to approach step by step.

The young master finally saw that something was wrong and stood still. The three of them looked at each other, and neither of them spoke.

Martin said, "Hello, May!"

The young master said: Hello!

The young grandmother said, "Master, what's wrong with your face?"

The young master howled, blinked mockingly, and deliberately did not answer. He was so nervous that he couldn't stand it himself. He breathed a sigh of relief, his fingers trembling and patting the dust on the placket. Leaning on the fool's arm, he limped forward and staggered up the steps of the corner courtyard.

He said, "If you're hurt, don't tell my mother!"

Then he said to the fool, "I'll rest, and you can go with your business."

The fool turned around, not daring to look at the two stupid and stupid people who were frozen there. He bent his legs, bent his neck, and slipped out along the wall of the mewra, like a rat afraid of alarming others.

Martin and the young grandmother are also like rats. Fools who don't look at them can understand the despair and fear that suddenly fell in their hearts.

The second young master became a cat.

The fool heard the sound of grinding his teeth amid the chanting of the monk. He's scared someone can't help but scream.

He really felt that death was the only solution, and he even felt that the young master had already been placed on him*, and he was going to ignite the medicine twist while everyone was playing chess and chatting in the gallery, and everything would collapse into the sky! In order to stop this, you have to keep your mouth shut.

The young master has been carefully recuperating from his injuries and has not left. The family didn't let him move, and let him stay in his house honestly. He did stay quietly for a few days, at first sitting in the hall like a mud tire, and then moving to and fro in the porch. No one disturbed him while he sat and walked, and he looked so worried that he would jump up all at once. Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore, and he went out with half a head of gauze.

No one could figure out what he was thinking about and what he wanted to do. Many people inside and outside the Mei family upset him, and he had to secretly guard against him.

He locked the door to the medicine room, put his hand on the fool's shoulder, and pushed it gently. The fool obediently walked there, as if by magic.

The young grandmother said, "Fool, take the young master home."

The fool said, "Well, I see."

The fool had just stopped, and the young master pushed him hard, almost knocking him down. He hurriedly took out the key and tried to obey him.

The fool said: "Young master, your injuries are not good, I can't let you in, you can't get dirt if you are injured!" The old lady commanded that you can't go in there! I won't let you in!"

The young master still broke out. He threw the fool to the ground, gritted his teeth and kicked him with his shoes. The fool was still useless after a long time of defense, and he was kicked in the stomach, and his intestines were about to be kicked and broken.

The fool arched himself like a shrimp, clutched the back of his head as if ten people were kicking, and he jumped to his feet, panting for breath, and probably crazy with joy in his heart. I heard a lot of commotion.

The young grandmother spoke sharply, and she said, "Master, what are you talking like?"

The young master said, "Get out!" Get out of here! ”

No one spoke anymore.

He received a final kick to the back of the head, and with a buzz, the whole person floated up, and the garbled sound disappeared without a trace.

"Get out?"

"Let which one go?"

"Young grandma?"

"Martin?"

"Fools?"

The people who didn't speak dragged the young master away.

He repeated the word: Get out! People flocked out of the dispensing store.

The fool remained motionless, clutching his teeth and howling cold air into his mouth. It hurts everywhere, and the most painful thing is the head, one hot and the other, as if a red-hot chisel is being nailed into it little by little.

He didn't want to get up, he wanted the second young master to come back and kill him. He'd like to see if the weird guy can beat him to death! Dogs can bend down and be beaten, or they can jump up and bite people's necks!

The fool lay on the cold ground, holding his head in one hand and his stomach in the other, grabbed a piece of bark with his teeth, and bit it through with a click.

Those who are slaves cannot be taken seriously, they must turn a blind eye, and they cannot see like their masters. However, he knew he couldn't take it anymore. He is the most educated person among the slaves of the Mei Mansion, but he can't stand it, he really can't stand it!

He wanted to speak, but he couldn't find a word, and waited with his mouth open as he searched. What is this not an out-and-out fool and an idiot!

The fool may have really been kicked in the head by the young master. He simply lay down in the small ear chamber and couldn't get up. Many people came to see him, but he pretended not to know him, and ignored them.

He puffed out his eyes, stared at the roof in a daze, his eyelids blinked for a long time, he didn't mean to do this, he felt that his head was really kicked by the young master, the toe of his leather shoes poked at the skull, and his brain couldn't turn even if he wanted to! If you can't turn it, you won't turn it, and you can not take anyone in your eyes.

Wu's mother brought him a newly made cotton robe, and her sincere tears could not move the fool.

Martin spoke all the Chinese he had learned, and did not change a word of his. Martin smiled kindly at him, whistled a fluttering tune, stuffed his head, and smoked morning cigarette after bag, to no avail!

The young grandmother pushed the door and came in. Martin stepped aside from the bamboo stool, not seeing that the young grandmother was waiting for him to go out, and stood for a while.

When he understood, he was also in a hurry, and he was embarrassed when he went out. Looking at the faces of the young grandmothers and the faces of foreigners, they seem to be people who don't know each other, or people who are afraid of each other, or people who hate and complain. Looking at these two faces that had once made noise together with the eyes of a fool, he felt a little happy in his heart. Why is it happy, the fool's head can't figure it out for a while.

The young grandmother said: "Fool, the young master is sorry for you, don't hate him." His temper is the same for a while, and he knows it in his own heart. I'll accompany you for him, you can be relieved, let's let him go. Fool, who is the young master, you know, no one has a way, none of us has a way! In the future, let's all be careful. Fool, do you hear me? Where do you hurt? Tell me. ”

The fool didn't tell her, he didn't even look at her.

She got up and went out.

The fool lies with his head like an empty jar, which cannot hold anything in it, and nothing can flow out.

The young grandmother's nose was sour when she was around, but until she left, the fool didn't have a single tear.

The next day, he was still lying like this, not eating, drinking, not pulling or scattering, staring at the roof with porcelain eyes.

Wu's mother was ordered to serve, shrugging her nose while crying, and when she wiped his face with a towel, she cried.

She said, "Brother fool, he broke you, you should say something!"

The fool hates this stinky woman in her mouth.

But tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, it was so cold!