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Chapter 315 Achun

 At 1:30 in the afternoon, I went to Ginkgo Nursing Home alone.

Wearing the monkey hat only exposes a pair of eyes. No one can tell it's me if I don't speak.

I folded my hands and squatted on the ground watching the old men play chess.

After waiting for a while, the number called again.

"Yunfeng, I'm upstairs. No one is there. Where are you?"

I said, "Brother Yu, I'm in the courtyard. You can see me when you come out. When I said this, I stared at the corridor on the second floor without blinking." .??.

After a minute or two, I saw a woman in her thirties appearing on the second floor. She was talking on the phone and looking around as if she was looking for someone.

"I didn't see you, Yunfeng, where are you."

"I have something wrong here, Brother Yu, please contact me later." After saying that, I hung up the phone and lowered my head.

"Smelly chess, stinky chess! Will you move? You lose!"

"What a loser! Stop talking nonsense!"

The old men were quarreling over a chess move with red faces. Listening to their quarrel, I felt not only scared, but also scared.

Just a little bit.

If I hadn't accidentally asked too much, I would have been exposed at this moment.

It was Brother Yu's voice on the phone, but the caller was not Brother Yu. They didn't know that Xiaomi and I were hiding in Lao Qian's house and wanted to trick me into coming out.

Boutou has said before that there is this kind of person who can imitate other people's voices. This is the first time I have seen him.

I vaguely remember a text I learned when I was a child, "There are people in Beijing who are good at ventriloquist."

At that time, I still wondered how one person could imitate different voices.

Have you all learned it? Then has anyone ever thought about whether the person performing ventriloquist in the textbook really exists, and what is his name?

"Ventriloquism" is one of the eight branches of storytelling. Like ventriloquism, "ventriloquism" refers to storytellers. In the past, everything depended on one mouth to eat. Men can imitate women's speech, can imitate children's speech, and have more advanced skills.

Or, as long as you hear the sound, you can imitate it.

When the third brother is here
I once told me that the most powerful technician now is a woman named Achun. The adoptive mother of Achun's mother is the notorious Mrs. Tang in the old society.

It's Sister Tang, not Donald Duck. Sister Tang's real name is unknown. She was active in the 1980s. She was nicknamed "Sister Train Tang" on the road. Some people also called her "Train Sister Tang".

Just like the beggar and the fencing sword, they all have nicknames.

There's a reason for this nickname.

Sister Tang is a liar and part-time human trafficker who specializes in abducting little girls from remote mountainous areas. After abducting the people, she sells some of them, while leaving some smart and talented girls to train and let them deceive people on the train, because at that time

Taking trains is not strict and you can steal tickets. Plus trains are very mobile and often cannot be traced afterwards.

Sister Tang divides the girls under her into two categories, one is pretty and the other is ordinary.

If it looks good, she will find someone to contact the buyer. Most of the buyers are bachelors in remote mountainous areas who cannot find a wife. These bachelors will then pay the money and take the bride back by train.

Then, these girls ran away on the train and continued to deceive the next person after they returned. This resulted in the bachelor Han who spent the money in the end losing both money and money, so people called her Mrs. Tang who lost both money and money.

Because it is illegal, those buyers dare not call the police.

Later, Sister Tang got a girl and fell in love with the person who bought her. The buyer was a bachelor in his fifties. This bachelor had an inherited skill, which was to imitate the voices of everyone in the world, including animals.

Voices, the voices of various people.

During the contact, the liar girl under Sister Tang said: "I have never been to the zoo once. Can you learn from me?"

The bachelor clapped his hands and said, "What's the problem? Just listen." He asked the girl to go out, close the door, close her eyes and listen carefully.

After the girl went out, she didn't know how to use it. She only heard the sound coming from inside the house.

Birds bray, donkeys bray, dogs bray, horses bray, tigers bray, leopards bray, and she even sings her own voice.

The bachelor man teased the girl until she was so happy.

Interesting souls are chosen from thousands of places, and as time goes by, these two people fall in love with each other.

Later, the girl did not listen to Sister Tang Lan's instructions and did not run away on the train. Instead, she followed the bachelor to a new place and started a new life.

The ancestor of this bachelor man was the "someone who was good at ventriloquist in Beijing" described by Lin Sihuan in "New Records of Yuchu" during the Qing Dynasty. He was the protagonist of the article I learned in Chinese class when I was a child.

The child born to the bachelor and the girl under Sister Tang is the Achun that the third brother told me about.

If I had just appeared in the courtyard with Xiaomi, many people would have rushed out in an instant and caught us.

I looked back at the direction of the second floor, put my hands in my pockets and turned around to leave.

There is an old community not far from Ginkgo Nursing Home. I forgot the name so I will call it the old community. It later became the current Jinke World City.

I was afraid that people would follow me, so I didn't dare to go back before dark. As soon as I walked to the old community, I suddenly heard a bang, like something exploded.

Looking back, I saw that there was a popcorn popper at the entrance of the old community. He had just set off the popcorn and it was still smoking.

Seeing me looking at it, the popcorn popper shouted to me: "Buy some, it's just out of the pot and it's delicious."

I didn’t buy anything while staying at Lao Qian’s house. I plan to buy some for Xiaomi to eat.

The man popping the popcorn looked like he was in his forties, but in fact he was born in the 1980s like me. He was four years older than me at the time, but he was too anxious and too old. His name was Wang Liuxing.

"How to sell."

"Do you have any ingredients?" (The ingredient is corn).

I said no, use your material.

He said it costs 4 yuan a pot, and you can add sugar. Adding sugar costs 5 yuan a pot.

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br> I asked for a pot with sugar, and he turned around and filled it for me. Just as he was filling it with popcorn, the big brother on his stall rang. Wang Liuxing took it out and turned off the big brother without saying a few words.

"Hey! Hey! I'm so fucked!"

At this time, there were very few people using mobile phones, and most of the BB paging stations were closed. Only a few paging stations in Beijing were still in business. Those who could afford it had changed their mobile phones. Now it is 5G. Brick was still in business back then.

It uses a 1g signal, and it can only be used for half an hour when fully charged, and it will shut down when it runs out of power.

"I'm sorry, the battery is out again!" Wang Liuxing kept slapping the mobile phone on his hand. He suddenly turned around and said, "Brother, do you have a mobile phone? Lend it to me. I'm in an emergency."

I shook my head and said I didn't.

"Brother, I just saw your pockets lit up, please! Lend me a call!"

"Let me make a phone call. The popcorn is free!"

I said okay, you can call me then. I took out my phone and handed it to him. After all, saving five yuan is money.

He pressed a series of numbers, and after being connected, he said anxiously: "Hey! How's mom doing?"

I couldn't hear the content of the call. After a few seconds, he suddenly collapsed on the ground and kept hitting the ground. With tears in his eyes, he said to me: "Brother! My mother is gone! My mother has passed away!"

I was afraid that he would damage my cell phone, so I went up and tried to pull it back.

I told you to express my condolences and let go.

I took the phone back.

I packed up the popcorn and carried it away, but just a few steps away from my old neighborhood, my phone rang again, because someone pretended to be Brother Yu and deceived me before, and I suddenly became nervous.

"Hello? Who?"

The female voice on the phone said excitedly: "I was about to speak but my brother hung up. How could my brother get your phone? It's me, Xiang Yunfeng! I have your number!"

When I heard it, I felt that the voice was very familiar.

"Wang Huili? Are you Wang Huili?"

"Chickenfoot lady?"


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