It was a cold winter that year. When I sat on the street to eat, the fried cold skin became cold within a few minutes.
When men sit together in a group, the most they talk about is women and money.
Yang Kun took a bottle of liquor from the trunk of the car and poured half a glass each.
He took a sip, put down the paper cup and said with a smile: "I heard that brother, you don't have a serious job, and you are not a native of Shaanxi. Have you ever thought about doing something big and making a fortune?"
"Of course I do. Does Brother Yang have any ideas?"
I shook my hands from the cold and replied with a smile.
Huang Mao secretly winked, but Yang Kun chose to ignore it. I saw all of this.
"Brother, normally when we go to the field to recruit people, it will take at least a month for the assessment period, but I feel destined to be with you today."
He paused for a moment, then leaned into my ear and whispered: "There is a way to guide you, but we are in urgent need of people now. Let's see how brave you are."
I immediately responded: "Don't worry, I've been brave since I was a child, so I just mean to go to the ground."
He said with a half-smile: "You should know that it would be meaningless for me to say it. If you want to get on the bus, five days later, you can come here and wait at 10:30 in the evening. Then a van will stop at the telephone pole.
five minutes.
"You are young, you don't have any money in your pocket, and you can't even get a girlfriend. Go back and think about it carefully."
After eating, we dispersed.
"Brother Yang, drive slower."
"Go back, remember what I said," the glass rose and the car turned around and left.
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The next day, it was around 11 a.m.
I met Mr. Zhao and his apprentice in Xiangxi at the station. Mr. Zhao has not changed much. He is wearing a down jacket and one cuff is empty. This hand was chopped off by the beggar Liu. His apprentice is in his thirties and his face is pale.
Thin, always silent.
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Zhao, let's go have dinner first?"
"No, look at the child first."
I said it would be better to eat while waiting.
Then I asked Mr. Wu and Jin Miao to bring Xiaomi out, and the meeting place was in a Western restaurant to the north of the station. Compared to other places, it was less crowded and quiet.
After pouring the tea, I asked: "Master Zhao, Xiaomi The situation is a bit complicated, similar to Sister Hong’s situation at the time. Lao Jinmiao said that there is a kind of soul boy, what do you think?"
Mr. Zhao from Xiangxi looked at the surrounding environment, frowned and said: "There are different professions and specializations. I don't know much about this problem. It's better not to talk about it. It's better to hurry up. Only when you reach my territory will you be safe."
At around 12 o'clock, Mr. Wu and his group arrived at the restaurant. I saw that Xiaomi was wearing very thick clothes and was holding a small pot of flowers in his hands. In fact, it couldn't be called a flower. It only had green leaves. I knew this thing was called scorpion grass, and it was also called scorpion grass in winter.
If you are alive, there is a saying that if you are stung by a scorpion, applying this herb can detoxify you.
Xiaomi was a little scared when she saw strangers. She held the scorpion grass and sat down next to me.
When the food was served, the restaurant waiter looked at our table curiously. After all, one of them had a severed hand, and there were also Guicao Po and Lao Jinmiao in special costumes. This is not common in the city.
Master Zhao looked at Xiaomi and said to the apprentice beside him: "Kangbu, you and I will take this child back first, go to Jishou to find your grandfather, and then personally lead the child to the mountains to find black seedlings. I have already explained everything.
Someone will pick you up."
When I heard this, I thought it was wrong.
"No, Master Zhao, don't you go back with me? I'm afraid it's not safe!"
"Don't worry, Kang Bu has been following me for more than ten years, and he is now stronger than me. What's more, there are Miao Village Jin Miao and Gu Po following me back on the way, so everything is safe."
At this time, Mr. Wu sighed: "Hey, I dare to ask this friend from western Hunan when will this child come back."
Being able to come back means that Xiaomi is getting better and Zierjin has been solved. I am very concerned about this issue.
The old man stood up, looked at Xiaomi, thought for a moment and said, "It can take as long as two years, or as long as one year."
Before separation.
Xiaomi suddenly put down the scorpion grass in his hand, hugged me and cried: "Brother Feng, I don't want to leave! I don't want to leave you, I don't want to leave Sister Xiaoxuan and Douyazai, I don't want to go so far away."
"obedient."
Xiaomi's eyes were red, and so were my eyes.
Wiped her
, I forced a smile and said: "Xiaomi, you won't be alone. Uncle Liao will accompany you when the time comes. When you get to the Miao village, you must obey people and eat whatever they tell you. Don't lose your temper when you stay under someone else's roof. I'll wait for you to come back."
The more Xiaomi cried, the harder she cried. I held her and felt her thin back sobbing and she shed a lot of tears.
"Okay," Master Wu said, "The fastest train is available. Get the scorpion grass quickly."
Then Mr. Wu glared at me: "It's only been a year and a half. A little girl can cry when she cries. You, a grown man, can't cry. This is an opportunity for her and a good thing. Don't worry, we will help you along the way."
Take care of her and she won't be wronged."
"Also, after we leave, you go to Renjiazui Village. There is a Maomao Hotel in the village, room 202. I left something for you in the drawer."
I said yes, I know Master Wu.
"Comrades from the pick-up team, please note that we are bound for Xianyang"
"Let's go."
I let go of the millet and let her take the scorpion grass.
Just then Guicaopo suddenly came over and gave me something similar to a purse. It was blue and had small flowers embroidered on it. .??.
I asked what this was, and Guicaopo laughed and said a few words in Miao language that I didn't understand.
"What did she say about Master Wu?" I turned around and asked.
Mr. Wu's expression changed: "This is nothing, nothing. This is just a talisman. Just take it. Don't take it too seriously."
"Oh, that's it, thank you."
I took the blue purse and put it in my trouser pocket, and thanked Ghost Grass Po.
The group of people slowly walked towards the platform.
Xiaomi turned back three times in one step. There were many people queuing up to get on the bus in the lobby. Xiaomi suddenly shouted:
"Brother Feng! Wait for me!"
"When my hair grows here! I'll be back!"
Xiaomi pointed to his shoulder.
I smiled and nodded, waving goodbye and watching them leave.
"Let's go."
"gone."
At this moment, Mr. Zhao and I are the only ones left.
I watched Xiaomi leave direction, feeling empty in my heart.
"Master Zhao, what are your plans?"
"You don't need to worry about me. I have a reason for staying. I have something to do. Let's separate here. If you have any questions, call me."
"What's so urgent? You've just arrived and you're leaving right now?"
The old man packed his backpack and said only four words to me.
"An old story."
After everyone left, I was left alone.
There were people coming and going at the station, and there was a lot of noise. From time to time, people were walking around carrying hot water for instant noodles.
I sat on the waiting chair and looked back from time to time. I didn't recognize anyone. At this time, I suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling of loneliness.
"Hehehehe."
"Who? Who's laughing?"
"Have you forgotten me? It's me."
I looked down and saw that someone who ate instant noodles had thrown away the seasoning packets, the plastic bags for the seasoning packets, and the plastic pieces fell to the ground, forming an inverted triangle pattern.
"Where am I looking here?"
The sound seemed to come from under the waiting chair.
The chairs at the station were all in a row. I squatted down and looked under the chairs.
"you!"
I was so frightened that I sat down on the ground and backed away with all my strength.
I saw a human head suddenly popping up under the chair, as if his body was buried. This head's hair was wet and steaming. His face was as white as paper, his eyeballs were white, and when he spoke, his mouth and ears
Bleeding from the inside out, grinning.
It's the man in the desert.
"Qiyue Clan is coming to find you to avenge me."
I'm the descendant of that party member who raised dogs. Before he died, he said he would curse me.
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"Brother, brother?"
I suddenly jumped up from the recliner and looked around in horror.
A young man dressed as a migrant worker, holding a sack in his hand, asked doubtfully: "Which train are you taking?"