Chapter 22 Characteristic Night Culture

When the old ghost heard me say this, he hurriedly said, "Damn, let's get on fire!" If it's really on fire, I'll find an Egyptian girl to defeat the fire. It's better than 'not being able to lift your head' at a critical moment, right? I heard that all of these Egyptian girls are plump buttocks and fat, and their desires/desires are not easy to satisfy. So, I have to eat more, we can't embarrass the Chinese gentlemen! ”

The old ghost said the words "can't hold up his head" very seriously, and we all understand the meaning of his words. Hearing him say this, Qian Cheng and I laughed.

I said to the old ghost: "Comrade old ghost, we can all understand your feelings. In front of the people of the world, we Chinese must "hold our heads high" and "stand firm." It's just that this matter can't be rushed! Didn't Zhao Benshan say: 'If the steps are big, it's easy to pull the egg'. You are here, you eat too much aphrodisiac/yang grass, and it is easy to rush out of internal injuries. If you accidentally hurt too badly, you may cause some infertility in the future, and then cut off the incense......"

"Fuck off!" When the old ghost heard me say this, he quickly interrupted: "Why did you cut off the incense?" Crow's beak! ”

Qian Cheng saw the two of us teasing the poor like this, so he didn't interject, just listened quietly. Rather than participating in it yourself, it is better to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

As soon as I said this, I felt that it was a little too much, so I said to the old ghost, "Forget that I am not right. Let's talk about it, it doesn't involve the innocent next generation. I'll tell you the truth, this Egyptian girl and the Indian girl are both sturdy, tall and big, and 'a hole in the peach garden is as deep as the sea'! I'm afraid you'll suffer when the time comes. ”

The old ghost said, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" Let me save the people! ”

"Damn, I'm talking about myself like a special savior!" I say. "Actually, to put it bluntly, you don't want to satisfy your beast/desire that is like a bottomless abyss?"

"You're a beast!" The old ghost said.

"Hey, hey, I said two, the more you two talk, the more you two talk about it, the more out of the score." Qian Cheng saw that what we said was getting more and more evil, and he was afraid that he would be anxious after a while, so he hurriedly interrupted us and said, "It's almost enough!" Let's go back quickly after eating, there is something to do in the evening. ”

After Qian Cheng's reminder, we remembered that there was a secret mission at night. The two of them stopped talking and hastily ate the "Last Supper".

On the way back. Qian Cheng asked me, "Do we want Uncle Ah San to know?" While we were on a secret mission. Let him have a babysitter outside? ”

My agreement with the old ghost is that it's better not to let him know. Because, this is not a matter of seeing people, and he will definitely not support it. Not only is it not supported. If only he had reported it again. Then we won't be able to eat and walk away.

Qian Cheng listened to our analysis. I thought it was right, so I stopped talking. Along the way, the three of us didn't talk much. It's this Uncle San. It was as if he had eaten and drunk enough, and he had money in his pocket. He told us some more about the local customs and anecdotes of Egypt.

We were all a little tired due to the fatigue of the day, and Qian Cheng didn't bother to translate what he said. Uncle Ah San spoke a lot of words, and as a result, he translated only a few words or a sentence: which generation of pharaohs had dozens of concubines; Which prince fornicated with Pharaoh's wife/adultered Luan Lun; Wang Er Mazi in the East Village and the widow in the West Village cheated on him, and as a result, the watchdog bit his stomach or something.

Some small stories and anecdotes like this, Uncle Ah San told them with spit and color. But when Qian Cheng translates it, it is summed up in one sentence, and it becomes boring. At the same time, it also lost the original interest and suspense of the story, and the old ghost and I sounded boring.

We sat in the car and saw that there was nothing to hear about such a story, no, it should be said that such an irresponsible and unfortunate translator simply did not listen. Just when I was tired from the journey, I closed my eyes and recuperated.

When Uncle Ah San saw our reaction, he didn't explain more. But he still seemed to be in the mood, so he hummed an antique little tune with local characteristics. We didn't understand what it meant, but we could still hear the tune. Not to mention, Uncle Ah San's singing is really good!

That's the good thing about music, you can't understand the words, you can listen to the music. As the saying goes: "Music knows no borders", this may be what it means. I'm not very proficient in rhythm, but at least when I was in school, I learned it for two or three years. I still know a little bit about music knowledge and basic theories.

As far as the song that Uncle Ah San is currently singing, judging by the style of the song, it belongs to the category of folk songs. I don't know what it means, but at least the melody is euphemistic and melodious, and it is quite characteristic of an Egyptian and ancient environment. The sunset is sinking in the west, the remnant sun is like blood, and under the afterglow of the sunset scattered throughout the "Golden Land", it really has a little taste!

Originally, we wanted to rest for a while, but being hummed by Uncle Asan's little song, we were also at ease. Except for the old ghost, who frowned a little impatiently. But he was afraid of ruining everyone's interest, so he didn't say anything. In fact, I know in my heart that if I have a rock 'n' roll now, that's what it means to the old ghost. However, in that case, it would not be in line with the aesthetic tone and scene.

By the time we got to the house, it was almost all dark. Uncle Ah San was also very enthusiastic and wanted to invite us to tea and dinner. A few of us were almost dying, so we weren't invited. I just excused myself that I was tired and wanted to rest earlier. Uncle Ah San saw that a few of us were indeed "tired", so he was no longer reluctant.

In order to dispel Uncle Asan's suspicions, before entering the room, Qian Cheng specially instructed Uncle Asan: "We are going out these days to meet a friend." You keep the room for us, and we will pay for the room for the past few days. ”

When Uncle Ah San heard Qian Cheng say this, he naturally smiled and agreed.

In order to completely eliminate future troubles, Qian Cheng said: "In order to better understand Cairo's 'characteristic nightlife/living culture' (alluding to prostitution/prostitution), we may set off tonight." This kind of thing, of course, is the 'first time', and it is more appropriate to rush to the 'first scene' to experience it! ”

Qian became the one who made Uncle Ah San completely understand what he meant, and squeezed his eyebrows at Uncle Ah San when he spoke. Moreover, the words "characteristic night life/living culture" are particularly important.

Uncle Ah San is an old man, and he naturally understands what Qian Cheng wants to express. When it was over, the old ghost stuffed him with some money, which was regarded as an advance payment for the house money in the past few days. Needless to say, he squeezed his eyes at us, and left with a smile. (To be continued......)