ACT 12: Day 1
act13: Still after lunch on the first day, the noisy canteen calmed down, Song Jiu and Ah Hai tied their aprons to clean up, and the cook Niangjia sat in the operation room to supervise the work, and it was peaceful inside and out.
"Pack up and go rest." Chef Niangjia was quite satisfied with the performance of the servants, and when she saw that the cleaning was almost done, she waved her hand and gave the maids a holiday: "You can wander around at will outside, don't go to the wall checkpoint, come to me if you have a problem." β
"Where can I find you?" Song Jiu looked up and asked.
"Come here during the day, don't bother me at night."
"Can I go find my buddy?"
"Yes, but I advise you not to go." Cook Niangjia lifted the curtain, thought for a while and added: "Here, take care of yourself." Song Jiu carefully figured out the meaning of this sentence, and vaguely felt that Chef Niangjia seemed to be hinting at something, and before he could continue to ask, Chef Niangjia had already gone back to the operation room.
The canteen doesn't have lights during the day, and when the doors and windows are closed, it's dim, and they are not allowed to enter the operation room, so Song Jiu can't ask any more, so he sat on the stool and thought for a while, but decided to go out to explore the wind.
Everything here is different from what I imagined, and on the surface there seems to be no rules and boundaries, but in fact, the three of them have fallen into an inexplicable predicament.
Compared to last night, the square during the day is much quieter, with only some half-grown children frolicking, and occasionally young men and women resting in the shade, like an urban residential area.
The appearance of three strange young men in the square did not attract anyone's attention, and they looked at Song Jiu with a slight strange gaze,
The "aborigines" were equally unconcerned, and the private houses on both sides of the wall were basically open, with a few chairs at the entrance of a courtyard, and several women sitting together, holding large cross-stitch and chatting, and from time to time erupted into a string of happy laughter.
Song Jiu felt that the three of them were like transparent people, standing in the middle of the square and looking around, but there was no response.
"It's weird." Song Jiu pinched the stainless steel spoon in his sleeve, turned to Ah Hai and said, "You two go back first, I'll take a look myself." β
"Will it work?" Ah Hai also has no idea, usually either Jiao Ziqian leads the team, or Luo Yu leads the team, they don't have to use their brains, now that Brother Jiu has become the commander of the light pole, the two of them don't follow anymore, what if something happens?
"I don't do anything." Song Jiu laughed dryly twice and advised: "You two just stay honest, don't make trouble." ββ¦β¦ Song Jiu walked to the row of bus seats at the edge of the square and sat down, looking at the brick wall on the opposite side that separated the two areas, and frowned again.
Judging from the current situation, they have not deviated from the pre-planned track for the time being, Mengfan was taken away, and it is not known where he went, but it is clear that there will be a special detention here
In the place of "trophies", Mengfan's combat power is average, but her brain is enough, and Song Jiu is not too worried about her; As for the three of them, they are still reluctant, Chef Niangjia's temperament is strange, but it does not affect their plans for the time being, a large number of people can be seen in the canteen every day, and the three of them are not restricted from freedom, which is very good.
The only thing that made Song Jiu a little worried was Jiao Ziqian. The environment here is too different from the outside, and I always feel a little unreasonable to see this kind of retirement community in the deep mountains and old forests.
According to the railway guerrillas, this is supposed to be a stronghold similar to an armed fortress, but so far, no strong armed forces have been found.
The gang that supported Xiao Zhu last night was a water gun, but those guns were basically home-made shotguns, and they didn't match the description of the railway guerrillas.
But then again, the logging fields outside the wilderness, the fortifications, the houses, the stockpiles...... Obviously, it requires a lot of manpower and force to maintain, otherwise it will not make sense.
"Where are you hiding?" Song Jiu frowned and stared at the sentry post on the high log wall on one side, a little confused for a while, and after thinking about it, he decided to go to that Xiao Zhu first.
Chef Niangjia didn't lie to him, he could indeed walk around at will outside, and Song Jiu was worried that he would not be allowed to enter behind the wall, but no one paid attention to him at all.
Song Jiu took a deep breath, smiled self-deprecatingly, and turned back along the way he came from yesterday, and finally saw a few armed groups along the way.
"Eh, that, where can I find Captain Xiaozhu?" Song Jiu grabbed a man who seemed to be kind, and his voice was full of sincerity: "I'm in a bit of a hurry to find him." β
"You go to the tower and wait, he leads the team out." The kind-faced man was really kind, raised his hand and pointed to the tower on the other side of the gate, and finally threw a warm smile to Song Jiu.
Song Jiu thanked him and hurried to the tower with a full stomach full of questions, just like last night, and the bald man who had searched for their weapons was still under the doorway.
The bald man saw him come from a distance, stepped on the cigarette butt in his hand, and stood up with an unkind face.
"Who told you to come here? You are not allowed to wander around in front of the checkpoint, do you know? "There is a shocking scar on the top of the bald man's head, the scar extends to the bridge of his nose, and it looks like the left and right eyes are a little asymmetrical.
Song Jiu secretly looked at the few men around him, and hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I'm here to find Captain Xiao Zhu, those people who patrolled just now told me to come here and wait for him." β
"Looking for Xiao Zhu? What are you looking for him? Scarface looked him from head to toe and pouted, "He's not here." β
"Oh, I took in Captain Zhu yesterday, and I wanted to thank him." Song Jiu held back the anger that was surging up, and continued to play the role of a good citizen: "If it's convenient, I'll just wait for him here, and I won't delay your business." β
"Thank you?" The bald man touched his bald head, grinned and showed a mouthful of smoky yellow teeth, and said with a strange smile: "His mother's Xiao Zhu is enough for a chicken thief, and he took it down just one night." Several guards around laughed when they heard this, and they all looked at Song Jiu with an ambiguous look, and a prickly boy shouted: "Xiao Zhu is good at this, look at this kid's fine skin and tender meat, no worse than the girl." β
"Hahahaha......" Song Jiu's face changed, and he finally understood the meaning of the bald man's words, rely on your mother, rely on your mother, laugh, there are times when you can't laugh.
The pale-faced Song thought so in his heart.
"Yo! Angry!
As if he had discovered a new continent, the prickly man pretended to be surprised and took a few steps closer, pointing at Song Jiu, whose face was stiff, and laughed: "Don't cry, my brother is teasing you, you can't blow the pillow wind with Xiao Zhu." Song Jiu forcibly suppressed the urge to pick at his eyeballs, pulled the corners of his mouth, and asked, "You guys...... Is there such a lack of women? β
"What did you say?" The scar-faced bald man's eyes slanted, and the radish finger tapped Song Jiu's head: "Be louder, I can't hear it." Song Jiu's head was poked back for a while, and he felt more and more strange in his heart, so he gritted his teeth and asked again: "I said, there are so many women in the camp, why are you still hungry and thirsty like this?" Seeing a man flirting with him? The prickly man took a sip, took two steps closer with the butt of the gun, and the scar-faced bald man on the side stopped him, squinted at Song Jiu, and said coldly: "Gentlemen are having fun with you, do you really treat yourself as a vegetable?" Song Jiu suddenly thought of something, and the anger that sprung up instantly extinguished a little, ignoring the provocation of the bald man, and asked, "I don't mean anything else, didn't I bring a girl yesterday?" Aren't you allowed to touch it? β
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, look at your new arrival, I don't care about you today, where you came from, go back to where you came." The bald scar-faced man's face changed, and he walked back to the bottom of the doorway with the prickly man, as if he didn't plan to deal with him.
If they continue to provoke, Song Jiu may avoid the edge for the time being, but their appearance arouses Song Jiu's suspicions, as if there is a strict boundary between people inside and outside the wall?
Or is there some rule in the camp that cannot be touched? Whatever the reason, at least one message was revealed: in addition to the armed guards and the residents of the square, there must be secrets in the riverbank camp that were not known to Song Jiu.
Thinking of this, Song Jiu had an idea, followed the door hole cheekily, raised his hands before the bald man went crazy, and explained: "Brothers, don't be impulsive, the younger brother has just arrived, and he really doesn't know much about this place. β
"Sensei bullshit, fuck off." The bald man waved his hand, trying to pass away Song wine like a fly. However, Song was thick-skinned and had a city wall and two bricks, so he directly ignored the expulsion of the bald man, and squatted aside with a shy face: "The younger brother is working in the canteen now, and he will have a place for the younger brother in the future, don't be polite, big brothers." β
", there's really no faceless." The prickly man snorted and teased the bald man with that underwhelming expression: "Shouldn't this kid have taken a fancy to you?" β
"Fuck off, I'm not good at this." Scarface scolded baldly, pointed at Song Jiu and said, "You stay away from Lao Tzu, otherwise I will you!" β
"Okay, okay, I'll stand back." Song Jiu was exceptionally obedient, moved outside a few points, pretended to be a curious baby, and asked, "Aren't we very safe here, Captain Xiaozhu, what are they doing when they go out?" β
"Safety? That's with us, if it weren't for the regular cleaning of the walking corpses, you would still want to work in the canteen? Already flayed alive by the walking dead. Scarface snorted disdainfully, and his anger was also worn off by Song Jiu's dead skin, and he scolded angrily: "This is not spring, the walking corpse is awake again, there was a lot of snow buried in the nearby mountains last year, and it is troublesome not to clean it up." β
"Brother Bald, do you think I can also be a guard with you?" Song Jiu hit the snake with the stick, and a string of idealistic praise shot out: "I'm a man, what's the matter with always wiping the table in the cafeteria, or it's more promising to follow the bald brother." β
"Hahahaha, as long as you kid is the body, let's honestly wipe the table." Scarface was very happy to be held, grinned, rolled his eyes, and said, "You really have a leisurely life, but you want to carry a gun as a patrol?" β
"Really, although I wasn't as awesome as you guys when I was outside, I also killed the walking corpse, so I don't lie to you." Song Jiu's young face was matched with a sincere tone, which was like an angry young man who asked Ying to be cannon fodder, as if he was afraid that the bald man would not believe it, and waved his fist in a serious way, indicating that he was indeed very capable of fighting.
"In this way, if you can give my brother a few pots of wine, maybe my brother and I can really transfer you over." Scarface blinked and threw out a tempting condition: "No more, just a pot." β
"Where are you going?" Song Jiu's face was full of ignorance, and he was surprised: "There is still wine here?" β
"Nonsense!" Scarface waved his hand and scolded: "Aren't you a cafeteria helper?" Jiajia's girls have a lot of wine in store and find a way to go by themselves. β
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"But I can make it clear to you, getting caught is your own business, and it has nothing to do with us, do you understand?" Scarface bald gave him a stick and took out a carrot: "If it can be done, I will inform the leader tomorrow and put you into our team." β
"Who's the leader? I haven't seen it yet. Song Jiu hurriedly picked up the conversation.
"You think you can see it if you want to? The leader is busy day by day, otherwise where will you get to eat and drinkβ"
"Ahem, okay, boy, go get some wine, sloppy." The prickly man interrupted the scarface man with a dry cough, and while he was leaving, he glared at the scarface, who looked a little embarrassed and hid to cover up.
The small movements of the two people did not escape Song Jiu's eyes, Song Jiu pretended not to care, silently wrote down what they said, and was about to get up to leave, when the guard on the tower shouted, and then, the familiar door opener clicked, two heavy wooden doors slowly opened, and the figure of Captain Xiao Zhu appeared outside the door.
"So early today?" Scarface pushed Song Jiu, squeezed his eyes and signaled him to hurry up and run errands, his tone changed, and he met the returning Xiao Zhu.
However, the latter did not stride over and high-five him as usual, as if he hadn't heard Scarface speak, and still stood outside the door.
"What's going on?" The thorn-headed man jumped off the wooden fence and trotted over, but before he could get closer, he saw Xiao Zhu at the door shake for a moment, and then fell to the ground, revealing a bright steel bar in the back of his heart.
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