Chapter 66: The Lost Night
The big man came out of the hotel and saw a small group of devils coming, so he pretended to be calm and walked along the street.
"You, stop!" the big man wanted to avoid the brutes, but he didn't expect them to stop.
"Taijun," the big man stood up and said to the devil with a smile, "you call me?"
"You're a buddy at this shop?" said one of the devils in broken Chinese.
"Oh---" the big man paused and nodded casually, "Exactly." What do you command?"
"Is there a suspicious person in the store?" the devil stared at the big man with a cold gaze, and the big man felt a little hairy in his heart.
"Back to Taijun's words," said the big man resignedly, "business is light at the moment, there are almost no customers in the store, and there are occasional people staying in the store, but they are definitely good citizens." Besides, don't we dare to get ourselves in trouble?"
"--- the devil" The devil seemed to be satisfied with the big man's answer, nodded and said, "You are a smart person, remember not to let suspicious people stay in the hotel, if there is a suspicious person living with you, you must report to us in time, you know?"
"Don't worry," the big man nodded, "If there is any suspicious person living here, I will definitely report it to you in time." ”
The group of little devils were quite satisfied with the attitude of the big man, and nodded with a smile and left.
The big man breathed a sigh of relief, looked left and right, and didn't see Dazhi's figure, which made the big man a little anxious, he walked along the street towards the city center, hoping to see Dazhi, but it happened to be the opposite of Dazhi, and he went farther and farther.
Dazhi walked casually alone, and the lights were lit up one after another, and there were fewer pedestrians on the street, making him look lonely.
From time to time, there will be the screams of the devil, and occasionally the dull sound of gunfire can be faintly heard, Dazhi trance, and the vegetable seller had a dispute, and then the devil as a dangerous person chased all over the street The scene involuntarily appeared in his mind, his body shivered, took a deep breath, and turned around and walked towards the hotel.
"Buy a newspaper......" Dazhi stepped into the door of the hotel with one leg, suddenly remembered what he was going to do, slapped his forehead in annoyance, shook his head in disappointment and sighed, "Alas, what kind of brain is this, as soon as I turn around, I forget it completely." ”
"Guest officer," the shopkeeper lay on the table and stared blankly at the outside of the house, the soybean-sized flames flickered above his head, everything in the store looked old and dilapidated, the boring shopkeeper saw Dazhi, smiled and stepped forward to talk, "What's wrong with you, don't you have a headache?" I'll tell you, you can't be careless about this headache on a hot day, it's more uncomfortable than a headache in the cold winter......
"You know a lot. Dazhi glanced at the guy and said lightly, "However, I'm fine, I just feel a little itchy in my head, thank you for your kindness." ”
"Hey, wait," Dazhi wanted to go upstairs, but the guy followed closely behind him, and said with a smile, "It's not a trivial matter to itch your head, but you can't be careless, it's always itchy, it's always scratching your head, it's not good for your scalp and head, and after a long time, your scalp will be as soft as a crop field, and your roots will not be able to stand, and you'll start to fall off a lot, and you'll become a ......."
Dazhi ignored the chattering guy, and went straight upstairs, the guy was a little disappointed, looked at the empty stairs, and said lightly: "A bunch of weirdos, they left before they finished speaking, really, they were kind enough to be donkeys......
The big man walked around the street for a while, looking left and right, but he didn't see Dazhi.
Just as the big man was about to turn back, he suddenly saw a child with a large bag of things hurrying towards a moving bus, as if he was still waving something in his hand, as if trying to stop the bus.
The big man stared unconsciously at the scene in front of him, and saw that the distance between the car and the child was getting shorter and shorter, but the child did not feel the danger getting bigger and bigger, and still ran forward with all his might, his hand still waving...... The big man's heart gradually hung in the air, clucking, clucking, pounding, breathing rapidly, his mouth was half-open, as if he wanted to shout but did not make a sound.
Just when the child and the bus were about to collide together, I only heard the live coffin-like bus squeak, the big man closed his eyes, twisted his two eyebrows together, bit his lip tightly, the muscles on his face were lumpy and kept twitching, a look of pain, and the scream of the car was like a long tail, and it took a long time to stop.
"What's going on over there......"
"It looks like ...... car accident"
"The kid ran to the car in a hurry, what the hell did he want to do......"
"Oh my God, it's scared to death!"
"Why is the car moving like this......
When the older man heard the noise, he slowly opened his eyes and looked timidly at the bus, and at this time the pedestrians on the road and the proprietors and men of the shops on both sides of the street were yelling to run towards the bus, so he also ran over.
"Little rabbit," the driver scolded, "aren't you blind and didn't see Lao Tzu......'s car coming?
"God really has the virtue of a good life!" The eldest man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the child was not injured, and his heart was much more relieved. He squeezed to the child's side, and finally saw that the child was not holding something else in his arms, but the newspaper that Dazhi had gone downstairs to buy, and several copies were still clutched tightly in his right hand.
Maybe the scene just now scared the child, or maybe it was because he heard the driver's insults, in short, the child stood stupidly, his body trembled, his face was pale, his eyes were blank, and he didn't know what to do.
"Lao Tzu came down this day," the driver continued to scold, "every trip is smooth, safe and stable, about to get off work, almost planted on your little rabbit cub, you want to add to Lao Tzu's blockage, don't you? If you live enough, you can hang, eat poison, jump off the building, don't come to Lao Tzu to ......."
"How can you be like this," the driver scolded more and more ugly, the people who gathered around were watching the excitement, in the face of this situation, no one persuaded him, the big man really couldn't listen to it, patted the child's shoulder, and said to the driver, "After all, he is still a child, he may not know that it will be dangerous to do this, since both sides are fine, just scold a few words, why be so unforgiving?"
"What are you doing?" the driver glared at the big man, "What's the matter with you, does it have anything to do with you when I scold him?"
"It has nothing to do with you what I'm doing, you don't need to know. The big man was suddenly furious, clenched his fists, and wanted to step forward to give you a guy who didn't know how to punch twice, but in the end he still held back and said coldly, "I'm a nosy person by nature, and I want to take care of things that don't like my eyes, no matter if I can't eat or sleep, can't I?"
"Dogs are nosy with rats. The driver said disdainfully, "This is my business with this little rabbit, and I can't turn it on you." Then, the driver glanced at the stupid child and said, "Come up if you go, if you don't go, I won't have the time to do anything with you here." ”
The boy reluctantly got on the bus, and the older man followed the kid on the bus.
"What are you doing with you?" said the driver, standing up and staring at the big man, "I see it's almost time to stop." ”
"I ......" The matter was in a hurry, and the big man really didn't know how to respond for a while, and stammered, "You haven't gotten off work yet, and I'll pay for the car, can't you?"
"Okay~" The driver's face was displeased, and his voice dragged on for a long time.
Before the big man could sit down, the driver slammed on the accelerator as if retaliating, and the bus rushed forward like an arrow from the string, and if it hadn't been for the big man grabbing the seat next to him in a panic, it would probably have flown out of the glass window of the car.
The older man did not quarrel with the driver any more, but staggered to the child, sat down beside him, smiled at the child, and whispered, "I want to buy a few newspapers, will you sell them to me?"
"Uh-huh......" The kid nodded, a smile on his face.
"It's too dim," the big man continued, "I can't see clearly, so you'll give me a copy of the newspaper you have in your hand." ”
"Don't worry, I've been selling newspapers for two years, and I can tell the difference between each newspaper by touching it, and I won't give you one less than one, and I certainly won't repeat ......it," the boy said, fetching the newspaper from his bosom to the older one.
The eldest man took the newspaper and gave the money to the child, who smiled and put the money into his pocket, his face was long gone, but was full of joy, and from time to time he would smile at the big one.
"Why are you in such a hurry to run to this car?
"Nope. The boy sighed, then shook his head.
"If you have any difficulties," the eldest man said calmly, "you might as well tell your uncle, maybe your uncle can help you, believe your uncle, your uncle is just kind, and he doesn't want you to be scolded and wronged, you know?"
"I ......" the boy was obviously touched by the big man's words, and before he could say anything, he was already choked up.
"Don't rush, speak slowly. The big man tapped the boy on the shoulder.
"Three years ago," the boy bit his lip and calmed down, before he said slowly, "my mother died of illness, and I was in pain, but fortunately I still had my father by my side." Later, my father married my stepmother, and my stepmother gave birth to a younger brother......"
Just as the boy had said this, the driver coughed violently, and he suddenly lowered his head and stopped making a sound.
The big man looked up at the driver, and then turned his gaze to the child, and he suddenly felt that the relationship between the child and the driver was not that between the passenger and the driver, so he asked puzzledly, "What's wrong with you?"
The boy still kept his head down, and no matter how much the older man asked him, he did not answer as if he had not heard.
"The bus has arrived, why don't you get off?" Not long after, the bus entered a courtyard and stopped, and the few passengers on the bus got off, but the boy showed no signs of getting off, and the older man was even more puzzled.
"I saw it," the driver came over and said lightly, "you pity him, bought his newspaper, you are a good man, the car has arrived, you go, don't worry about him, he is my son." ”
The big man got out of the car in a trance, holding a stack of newspapers in the dim courtyard, only to see the child following behind the driver, who kept insulting and gradually disappeared into the night......
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