After the old shrimp finished speaking, he pushed the white guest away, as if he was afraid that the little nurse would hear it.

Bai Ke then walked back to the street, he didn't quite understand the attitude of these people towards him, nor did he understand their mysterious appearance, and the little nurse mentioned money just now seemed to have something to do with people's attitude towards him.

Bai Ke returned to the street, according to what the old shrimp said just now, he should go back to rest now, and go to the big hospital at night if the wound worsens.

But he was so hungry now that he couldn't do anything or think.

He walked forward in a chaotic way, and dimly remembered that there seemed to be a noodle stall at the corner of the street, where there was a very good dish of oily fat intestine noodles, so Bai Ke turned around, and did not walk a few steps, and found that there was indeed a noodle stall there, and a fat woman with a round face was busy wearing an apron, about forty or fifty years old, and her chubby face was all sweat smoked by noodle soup.

The fat woman was stunned when she saw Bai Ke coming in, and suddenly smiled after a long time, this is the only person Bai Ke saw who would smile at him after waking up.

"You're here, where have you been all these days?" ，

After the fat woman finished speaking, she shook Bai Ke's eyes with her hand, wondering if he had become stupid.

"What's wrong with you? Don't know me anymore?

How did you make yourself like an unkempt ghost?

Go ahead, wash your face, I'll give you the next strip!! ”

The fat woman's familiar voice still evoked some memories of Bai Ke, this proprietress is called Aunt Huang, she grew up watching him, and he has been eating noodles here since he was a child.

In the corner of the noodle stall is a simple washbasin, on which a mirror is hung, and the white guest went to take a look, only to find that what the fat woman said was indeed right, the self in the mirror was really unkempt like a ghost, with a stubble on his face, and a lot of lumps of sweat and mud on his face, and he couldn't see what his face looked like.

He turned around and found that he was very thin, the kind of lean, with almost no muscles visible in his body, like a man made of firewood sticks, and some habitually hunched back, as if he was always afraid of something.

Bai Ke tried his best to straighten his back and make himself feel a little refreshed, but at this time, Aunt Huang beckoned him, saying that the noodles were ready, let him go over to eat.

The bowl of fat sausage noodles was exactly the same as in my memory, but there were no customers in the store, so Aunt Huang wiped her hands with an apron and sat down.

"I haven't seen you in a few days, where have you gone?

You ......",

Aunt Huang suddenly saw Bai Ke's wound, and immediately became frightened.

"You ......, what stupid thing have you done?

Do you still want to die?

Silly boy.

Tell you, don't you think about it!!

Don't listen to those people chewing on the root of their tongues, they are all muddy people, what does it matter to you as a child about adults? ”

After Aunt Huang finished speaking, she looked left and right in fear, and continued to lower her voice,

"Listen to my aunt's words, after taking the money, go abroad secretly, and you don't have to come back after you are cured, just find a university abroad to study hard.

You are a child who can read, and your grades have been good since you were a child, but you have been delayed by this disease. When you graduate and return to China, you will also take the research exam, and no one will dare to mention your father's affairs at that time.

Look at the son of the second aunt in the back building, he became an intern researcher, and even the district chief went to his house as a guest, who would dare to mention that his mother used to accompany wine?? ”

Aunt Huang was very careful when she said these words, for fear of being heard by others, and kept looking left and right.

Bai Ke didn't care about Aunt Huang's nervous appearance, but after listening to these words, he realized that he still had a father, and he thought hard about it, trying to find out the memory of this father, but he couldn't remember anything.

After that, a few customers came in the store, and Aunt Huang hurriedly went to greet them, throwing a stack of newspapers and magazines to Bai Ke at any time, so that he could read them while eating.

Bai Ke then took a few looks, and those large and small printed words were very eye-catching, reminding him of the rules of this world over and over again.

Aunt Huang is right, in this world, academic staff are absolute justice!!

And this kind of justice is very strong!!

Most of the newspapers are written about the various academic organizations that have done a lot of good things and punished many evil people.

In this world, everything speaks in terms of objective truth.

And how is objective truth manifested?

That is, the academic staff is elected as the voting staff, and all important decisions are decided by the results of the vote.

These academic staff are elites in various fields, they are all selected by examinations, initially researchers, but scholars, and generally when they reach the position of scholars, they can join the academic community and participate in voting.

In this world, there are academic societies in every industry, such as maritime transportation, entertainment media, judicial education, and even national affairs, and academic societies large and small can decide the most important matters in each industry.

Policies and strategies at the national level are voted on by the top authoritative scholars, and leaders are also selected from these authoritative scholars.

People are very satisfied with this scientific and national superstructure, so in this world, everyone believes in science, and no one pursues any mystical fantasies, because everyone knows that those are simply unrealistic.

Bai Ke ate all the big bowl of noodles, his stomach was no longer so hungry, the oily fat intestine noodles were not as delicious as he remembered, and the soup was a little greasy, but the plate of shredded green onions sent was very good.

Aunt Huang said that it was a mountain onion sent by her hometown, which grew in the old mountain, and it only grew more than three inches long in a season, and the stir-fried vegetables tasted very bitter, even the countrymen rarely ate them, so they could only be used as gifts.

I don't know why, Bai Ke always felt that there was a faint luster on those green onions, as if they would glow, and they felt very comfortable after eating, and after Bai Ke moved his arm, the wound didn't hurt at all, and there was a feeling of itching to grow new meat, which was very incredible, and it seemed that the big hospital really didn't need to go.

The white customer felt that there was still some cash in his pocket, so he decided to cut his hair, otherwise the appearance of this unkempt ghost walking on the street was really a little scary, and after leaving the noodle stall, he casually walked into a barbershop.

The barber here obviously knew Bai Ke, and like everyone else, he still didn't have a good face, and the guests next to him immediately turned their heads and ears when they saw Bai Ke, and seemed to be talking about the money, and Bai Ke didn't care about them.

The barber casually cut Bai Ke's hair, and then cut off his beard, and when Bai Ke looked in the mirror, he found that his face was actually quite delicate.

His skin is very white, his nose is high, his appearance is gentle, his eyes are pure, and the overall contour is very thoughtful, but there is obvious lack of confidence at the corners of his eyes and nose. He washed his face with water with one hand, felt the clear touch of the cool water sliding on his face and arms, and once again, he felt that the fresh life was indeed good.

"Why die?" ，

Bai Ke asked himself softly in his heart,

"It's boring.

If you are not even afraid of death, then what is there to be afraid of in this world?? ”