Chapter 44 Middle-aged people, coffins, little girls
I was speechless as I watched the fat man's big urine spill.
"You said that the one who can get rid of those things is urine?" I hissed.
The fat man lifted his pants and nodded yes to me.
My lungs exploded at this time, "No, you, you also say it first and discuss it with me, I don't know if it's what you said in this photo, you just soak it down, just in case"
"Tut-tut." The fat man waved his hand at me impatiently, "I know that you are this kind of person who talks more nonsense than culture, Lao Tzu is done, what are you talking about." ”
"Me"
"Don't worry about you, me, and me, let's see what's on that picture." As he spoke, the fat man pushed me to the ground.
If I think about it, I'll see. As soon as I squatted down, I strangled it, and Lao Tzu almost fainted from the smell of urine.
I quickly covered my nose, "Dead fatty, what have you been drinking lately?" It stinks. ”
After the fat man squatted down, he didn't feel that it tasted good.
"The fat man hasn't opened meat for more than half a year, isn't this to be suffocated, the anger is a little heavier, just go back to Tongrentang and grab two doses of medicine." The fat man smirked at me, and suddenly pointed to the photo, "Eh, look, there's a door." ”
As soon as I turned my head, I immediately saw that there was some white mucus running down the photo of the fat man soaked in urine. (Tsk, it always feels weird when I write this.) )
The fat man reached out and picked up the photo from the ground. At this time, we didn't care about the smell of urine, so we got closer and carefully looked at the flashlight.
Most of the white areas in the photo have been black-and-white.
When I first saw it, I was actually very nervous and excited, so. The image on it just stopped in my eyes, and my brain didn't seem to be able to accept it.
After a while, I realized that the part of the photo that was revealed was two middle-aged men standing side by side.
I had wondered if the photo would be the ship in the letter. But now, it seems like it's just an old photo.
The photo seems to have been taken at the foot of a mountain, and when the photo was taken, the sun should have been quite dazzling, and the two middle-aged men in the photo were frowning. It is not difficult to see that they are not very suitable for standing in front of the camera, and their posture is very stereotypical.
Both of them were dressed plainly, probably in the late seventies, in the outfits of those people in the township.
Because of those things mentioned in the photo. I wondered if my grandfather would be on it. But after careful identification, the appearance of these two people is still too different from grandpa.
I've been paying attention to the details in this half of the photo. But. After seeing the most ugly, there is still nothing to discover.
The left part of the photograph is still covered in white, and although it can be seen that the things on it have begun to fade, the image is always obscured.
"Fatty, why is your method only half effective, what should I do now?" I slapped the fat man.
The fat man scratched his head. "Maybe it's because my focus on soaking urine doesn't completely cover the photo, but it's okay, I can't just soak it again."
"Coming back? Do you have that much urine? As I spoke, I choked on the smell of pee again.
"Isn't there still you. This is a major matter related to your family, and you have to do something. After the fat man finished speaking, he motioned for me to take off my pants.
It's not hard to pee, but I can't pee right now.
"You can't do this little thing, you really want to be a young lady." The fat man pushed me away, took the picture, and took off his pants again.
After waiting for a few minutes, the fat man really couldn't hold back his pee, and he began to whistle on the other end himself.
After a while, the fat man didn't succeed, but it made me want to pee. So, I took the photo, walked to the other end, took off my pants and prepared to release the water.
But I don't know what the road is for, but when it comes, I can't pee again.
"Oh, hurry up, watch out for the damn bite getting through you." The fat man walked to the side and whistled at me,
As soon as he stirred it up, I lost the desire to release the water at all.
At this moment, suddenly, with a ticking sound, a small red dot appeared on the photo I was holding.
"Damn, you're urinating blood."
The fat man immediately exclaimed, I was also startled, and said how is this possible, I am normal in this regard, could it be that I have walked too much in the ancient tomb recently and been poisoned?
But when I looked down closely, I realized that it didn't seem to be my pee.
At this time, I was anxious and scared, and my brain trembled, and I really urinated.
After a while, the red dots on the photo were gone, and the white stuff was washed clean for me. When I was done, I quickly took a few steps back, put on my pants, and looked up at the top.
I was standing at the bottom of the brick wall, and beyond that, it was dark, and we didn't know if it was a brick wall or a cliff, but we were sure that something was bleeding from there.
The flashlight couldn't shine on the brick wall at all, and I looked at it with the fat man for a long time, but I still didn't find anything.
"Come on, let's look at the photos first." The fat man said.
I looked over my head twice after I had palpitations, and then slowly put my eyes back on the photo.
But after just one glance, my brows furrowed at the same time as the fat man.
On the other half of the photo, to the right of the two middle-aged men, there is a black object. I didn't need to think about it, I knew that it was a coffin, and on top of that coffin, there was a middle-aged man with a smile on his face.
The man sat as leisurely as if he were sitting on his own kang, with his left hand on the coffin and his right hand supporting his head. Compared to the two people next to him, he seemed very natural.
I don't know this guy either, but there's one thing about him that stands out. The man wears a glove on his right hand.
Because of the black and white photo, I couldn't tell the color of the glove, but judging from the appearance and the posture of his right hand, the glove still seems to have a certain hardness. The glove spread all the way to the middle of the man's right forearm, with something like a barb in between.
No matter what era it is, such gloves will be very eye-catching.
In front of these three people, there was another middle-aged man. He sat cross-legged and decent, with a little girl of four or five years old standing beside him.
After just a few glances, I recognized that the man sitting cross-legged was my grandfather.
Grandpa's facial features are very distinctive, phoenix eyes, crane eyebrows, pointed chin, long earlobes, and his eyes are a bit like Nicholas. Cage, looking at it makes people feel melancholy.
Even if he wasn't dressed well, I could see that my grandfather was still quite stylish.
If it weren't for the chubby little girl next to him who looked a little silly, he would be like the leading big brother among these people.
It wasn't a surprise that my grandfather was in this picture, and after looking at the other details with the fat man, my attention returned to the coffin.
The coffin was so black that even if I couldn't tell the color in the photo, I could be sure that it was a pure black coffin.
"It's really rare to see such a dark coffin, could it be that it came from Africa?" The fat man said.
I didn't have time to talk to him, and after looking at it for a while, I couldn't help but put the picture in front of my eyes. Suddenly, I felt like I had seen this coffin somewhere.
Where I am, I've come and gone, and I've not seen many coffins, so I've waited for both times, not these two times.
Suddenly, a picture flashed through my mind, and gradually, the memory became clearer and clearer.
My hands were starting to shake a little as I held the picture.
"This, what appears in this photo, isn't it the black coffin that peanuts drilled out of my old house." (To be continued......)