Chapter 25 Fat Uncle, Hai Dongqing
10:30 p.m., wreath shop.
After listening to my deleted vernacular, Zhou Yujia didn't seem to be able to make any other expressions except for surprise.
"You're amazing!" After listening to the incident where I cleaned up Wang Xue, Zhou Yujia kept sighing: "That female ghost is really pitiful, not only was she killed, but she also became a demon, Brother Yi, who killed her?" ”
"I don't know that I don't belong to the police." I spread my hands.
Zhou Yujia looked at me with her head propped up with her hands, and let out two evil laughs from time to time, and I immediately got goosebumps when I saw her expression.
She wouldn't be trying to tease me, would she?! Why is this expression so familiar?!
I stared at her with my eyes, holding the kebab and stuffing it into my mouth, not daring to move my eyes in the slightest, for fear that this girl would sneak up on me.
I think that at the beginning, when I was in my junior year with Zhou Yan, this girl teased me a lot, which directly caused me to suffer from the problem of twitching my legs when I saw her smiling evilly.
Zhou Yujia blushed, probably embarrassed by my staring, then turned his gaze, glanced at the hall, and shook his head helplessly: "What about the broom?" ”
"There, you'll take care of the rest." I habitually pointed to the broom in the corner, and after saying that, I buried my head in the hard work.
The old man is a lazy person, and I am also a lazy person, which is why the original wreath shop is often disorganized.
Since the old man left, the hygiene of the wreath shop has fallen on my shoulders, and I am very helpless about this sacred and arduous work.
But fortunately, Zhou Yujia can come to chat with me from time to time, anyway, I am thick-skinned, and the task of cleaning will be transferred to her as soon as I come and go, fortunately she did not refuse, otherwise my virtuous wreath shop would have become a garbage dump in less than a week
"Knock knock!!"
Just as I was working the barbecue, there was a sudden knock on the side door, and the sound that followed made me stunned, and the expression on my face suddenly became wonderful.
"Fine! Open the door! Hungry (I) come to the old man or (drink) wine! Ha Lu Ha!! ”
Familiar Shaanxi Mandarin, familiar laughter fat uncle?!
I scurried to my feet, ran to the side door in three steps and two steps, and pulled the iron door open.
Looking through the dim street lamp, the middle-aged man standing outside the door is not a fat uncle, who else can he be?
The height of one meter seven bucket waist is a simple smile
"Fat uncle" My eyes were a little sour, looking at the middle-aged uncle in front of me with mixed feelings, I was stunned for a while with my mouth open, but I still couldn't speak.
"The little ones have grown up, what about the old man?" The fat uncle raised his hand and patted my head, and said with a smile: "In the past few years, the fat uncle has been angry (going) to play in the mountains and rivers. ”
I rubbed my eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "The old man is gone." ”
"Sprinkle (what)? He's angry with Ada? "Uncle Fat didn't understand.
"The old man went to play chess and drink with his grandfather." I wanted to say this in a slightly relaxed tone, so as not to embarrass Zhou Yujia with tight tear ducts, but I don't know what Lu Dao is doing, and the tears suddenly came down.
"Is the old man leaving?" The fat uncle looked at me in a daze, seeing that I gritted my teeth and didn't speak, he rubbed his fat face with his hand, shook his head and walked into the house: "Bao (don't) lie to the hungry, the old man is scattering (what) character?" Can he just drip it away? ”
At this time, I found out that there was a young man standing behind the fat uncle, about the same age as me, but there was one thing I was not used to, this grandson was even more handsome than me!
"Hai Dongqing." The young man stretched out his hand with a blank face.
"Yi Lin." I subconsciously shook hands with him, only to see him follow the fat uncle into without saying a word, which is called a natural, just like going back to his own home.
I didn't think much of it at the time, and followed them into the house.
When Zhou Yujia saw my tearful and embarrassing appearance, she was stunned for a moment, and then immediately threw the broom to the ground and ran to me with a worried face: "Brother Yi, what's wrong with you?!" ”
"No, you stay in the hall first, good." I laughed, wiped my eyes, and led the fat uncle into the back room.
In Xiangxi, the old man has no relatives, and neither do I, but there is a person who is closer than relatives who has been living with us, and it is this stupid-looking fat uncle.
His real name is quite rustic, his surname is Jin, his full name is Jin Dacai, and he has a lot of fame in Xiangxi.
If the old man is a professional in chasing corpses and suppressing evil spirits, then the fat uncle is definitely a yin and yang gentleman who specializes in feng shui.
The old man's evaluation of the fat uncle is not low.
"Feng Shui is a troublesome thing, your fat uncle is unique, and I can't compare." That's what the old man said at the time, in fact, I know that there is an element of boasting in this remark, because old man, do you look at feng shui?
I don't know what the reason is, maybe it's a coincidence, the old man has no relatives, neither do I, and this fat uncle doesn't.
It is said that he was picked up and adopted by an old Taoist priest, and when he was eighteen years old, he was kicked to Xiangxi by the old Taoist priest, and he has never seen the irresponsible old Taoist priest since then.
The old Taoist priest is from Shaanxi, and he has successfully made the fat uncle's accent a model of a generation of Shaanxi Mandarin, and because of this, the fat uncle, a person who has lived in Xiangxi for more than ten years, speaks Shaanxi dialect, which seems quite unreliable, but this is the case.
Every time he gets drunk, he will scold the street in Shaanxi Mandarin: "The dog is pinching, and he is not responsible for kicking the hungry (here) in the mouth, if he is hungry and catches him, he must take a kitchen knife to greet the dog Ridi old way." ”
A week before we fled from Xiangxi to Guiyang, Uncle Fat had just gone to other places, and he said that he wanted to learn from the style of his predecessors, travel in the mountains and rivers for a period of time, and cultivate his sentiments.
The result is good, we never saw him again, and when the old man left, I wanted to contact him, but I didn't have his contact information at all, and I didn't know where he was.
I didn't expect the fat uncle to return to Xiangxi and find out where we live now, and it's been ten years since I said goodbye, right?
"Why don't you say hello to the little fat when you go" The fat uncle looked at the black and white photo on the table blankly, rubbed his eyes, didn't put his hand down, just covered his eyes and knelt on the ground.
I couldn't see the fat uncle's expression, but I knew that he was crying.
"Old man"
For the fat uncle, the old man is like his father, because since the old Taoist priest threw him in Xiangxi, he accidentally met the old man.
The fat uncle followed the old man to beg for two years, and after making some money, he bought a house to live next door to us, and every night was the old rule, smoking dry cigarettes and scolding the old Taoist, and then drinking two cups with the old man.
Over time, the relationship between the fat uncle and the old man has become deeper and deeper, and in the eyes of the fat uncle, the old man is his father.
"Fat uncle, don't cry, the old man is a good death." I helped the fat uncle up and persuaded him, but tears flowed out of my eyes.
"You are angry (go), hungry and talk to the old man's society." The fat uncle pushed me away, shook his head at us, and motioned for us to go out first.
With a knock on the door, the fat uncle closed the door, and I heard his cry the moment it closed.
"Dude, sit down and rest for a while, I'll pour you a glass of water." I led the young man into the hall and sat down, walked over to the water dispenser, and brought him a glass of water.
I brought the cup over and was about to ask him to take it, but suddenly I realized that I had forgotten his name
Ouch I'll go, it's really embarrassing to knock on the door, embarrassed to get home
"Dude, what's your name? I just got a little confused and forgot. I smiled awkwardly, and the young man took the cup and took a sip, not minding at all, and said, "Hai Dongqing." ”
Hai Dongqing?
I was stunned, this name is quite strange, it seems to be a little familiar
Zhou Yujia was still on the side and didn't speak, but when he heard the young man report his name, Zhou Yujia tilted his head and asked curiously: "Isn't Hai Dongqing a bird?" ”
When I heard this, I suddenly remembered.
Haidongqing is indeed a kind of thing similar to an eagle, or a very cherished bird, in the legend of Manchuria, there will be a Haidongqing in 100,000 eagles, which shows how much it is cherished.
In legend, it is the fastest and highest flying bird in the world, and not only that, it is also the highest totem of the Manchurian system.
Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty once praised this bird: "There are 60 out of 300 feather insects, and the most handsome sea is green." ”
From this, it can be seen that this bird is not an ordinary bird, and its status in the eyes of those Qing Dynasty people is not low at all.
This guy uses a bird as a name, and he's curious, isn't this a birdman?
I wanted to laugh, but I didn't dare to laugh, and coughed a few times to divert the topic: "Dude, what is your relationship with the fat uncle?" ”
"Ask him." After speaking, Hai Dongqing drank the water silently, as if he was tasting tea, and tasted the precious mineral water quietly and indifferently.
About half an hour later, the fat uncle opened the door and walked out with red and swollen eyes, seeing that I was worried, he smiled and said: "Touch four (no trouble), hungry and strong." ”
After the words fell, the fat uncle sat down beside me slowly and patted me on the shoulder: "Come, tell me about the Hungry Society (Tell me) why do you want to move from Xiangxi to Zui'er (here)?" ”
I nodded, took out a cigarette from my pocket and gave it to the fat uncle, and handed it to Hai Dongqing, but he said that he didn't smoke, so I could only take the cigarette back and light it myself.
"Well, it's a long story." I shook my head, and when I saw that Zhou Yujia also sat over to listen to the story with great interest, I sighed helplessly, and could only roughly talk about what had happened in the past ten years.
When talking about the reason for fleeing to Guiyang, the fat uncle waved his hand violently and asked me in disbelief: "The old man said the truth, is it that ordinary people can't fight that thing?" ”
"That's what the old man said." I shrugged, and the fat uncle smiled bitterly and didn't speak, just muttered in a small voice: "That thing is a spill, it sounds very dripping." ”
"Girl, I'll take you home first." I looked at the time and saw that it was almost twelve o'clock, so I stood up and said to Zhou Yujia, "Hurry up, beware of your father cleaning you up." ”
With this girl here, there are some things I really don't dare to say, such as Lafayette wanting to embarrass me.
Do I dare to say it? Said she couldn't worry about death?
Zhou Yujia pouted unhappily: "He is reluctant to clean me up, you want to drive me away?" ”
"It's not time to drive you away, it's not too early, you should go home and sleep," I said helplessly.
Zhou Yujia took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and nodded: "Then I'll go back first, don't you have a guest here, I'll take a taxi back by myself in a while, you don't have to send me." ”
The fat uncle looked at Zhou Yujia with a smile and a word, looked at me with a smile and a word, and blinked: "Hungry Society (I said), do you have a relationship?" ”
"Friends." I said, Zhou Yujia nodded and didn't speak.
"It turns out that the four (are) friends, tsk." The fat uncle smiled, seeing that Zhou Yujia's face was a little red, he didn't joke anymore, just a bad smile, and the previous honest side had long since lost his mind.