The dark room was filled with a stench, and naturally there was a sporadic smell of sweat. It was estimated that the mother and son had not taken a shower in a while.
In the corner of the room, a woman coughed one after another, accompanied by the sound of beating her chest and feet. The little boy hurried up and heard him whispering softly to his mother in the darkness.
"Brother Bei, we won't be plotted against, will we?" Zhao Penghui asked a little nervously. There were occasional fireworks exploding outside the window, but the people in the room couldn't appreciate them.
"What can a child do to us? We are here to help, not to suspect." Lu Xiaobei said and walked in.
"Mom, Lu Xiaobei is here, he can save you." The child was conveying a hope to his mother, but this hope came too late.
The woman was dead. Lu Xiaobei put his hand next to the woman's nose. There was no breathing, and he listened to her heartbeat. He rested his head on the woman's chest. Although there were waves of stench, Lu Xiaobei could still
Feel the softness of a woman's body.
His heart also stopped beating. The little tramp stared blankly at his mother's body, which looked like a wooden figure. He didn't cry or make any fuss, he just watched quietly, as if waiting for his mother to come back.
"Are you dead?" Zhao Penghui said carelessly.
Yang Shuai tugged Zhao Penghui's kick and asked him to speak lower.
"My mother is not dead..." the little boy said to himself, and then he threw himself on his mother and finally burst into tears.
Lu Xiaobei's heart finally relaxed, and the little boy finally cried. This is how a normal person would lose a loved one. The little boy's behavior just now really worried him.
After crying for a long time, Lu Xiaobei asked Zhao Penghui and Yang Shuai to go back first and they could handle the things here by themselves. Yang Shuai and Zhao Penghui were both obedient and turned around and disappeared into the festive night.
"Don't cry. Everyone has to go through something like this. People can't be resurrected. You can't change the fate of your mother leaving, but you can change your own fate. Follow me from now on!"
The little boy was still crying, and while crying, he said: "Brother Bei, this is the first time in my life... and also... the last time..."
That night, Lu Xiaobei spent thousands of dollars and invited a few migrant workers who had not returned home to help build a mourning hall here. He put the money in front of the migrant workers and said, "All of you are here."
Listen to this child's arrangements and help him take him to his mother for burial. I will give you money after the funeral."
After saying that, Lu Xiaobei looked at the little tramp again and said: "My condolences, these migrant worker brothers will help you bury your mother. I have other things to do, so I'll leave first. You can bury your mother after you bury her."
Baozi, wait for me, I will go find you." After saying that, Lu Xiaobei turned and left. The little tramp looked at Lu Xiaobei's leaving back and felt that this man was extremely tall. The little boy made up his mind.
I will follow Lu Xiaobei to the death for the rest of my life!
When I got home, the bell rang twelve times. The Spring Festival was here, the old year had passed, and the new year had arrived. On this day of bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, Lu Xiaobei didn't even have the slightest trace of emotion.
Joy, his mind was full of things, and he suddenly felt a little disgusted with this society. This was a society with an obvious gap between the rich and the poor, making the poor poorer and the rich richer.
In the 1980s, the country introduced new policies. The country allowed some people to get rich first. Those people did get rich, and they became very arrogant. They had bank loans worth tens of millions, and they still lived freely. Wearing Versace,
With a few beauties in their arms, they rode in Mercedes-Benz or Porsches in and out of five-star or above luxury hotels, but the money they spent was not all the hard-earned money of the working people. At that time, Mr. Mao took the lead in killing Chairman Chiang, wasn't he just trying to
Abolish the exploitation and oppression of capitalists? It's better now. The capitalists who have sacrificed the blood of many soldiers to fight away are now supported by the country again, allowing them to continue to suck the flesh and blood of the people like vampires!
The other group of people are still poor. Ten percent of China's population earns 90% of the money, and the remaining 90% of the population can only earn the other 10%. The national economy is a
The bubble system allows the pseudo-rich to take out endless loans and the poor to take out endless mortgages. This is China’s current economic policy! The poor are still suffering from poverty, while the rich are endlessly wasting the hard-earned money of the working people.
, dominion and blessing.
Lu Xiaobei was lying on the bed, listening to the sporadic sound of gunfire outside the window. There were too many things on his mind, making it difficult to fall asleep. At this time, Lu Xiaobei's sister-in-law Gu Wanyu walked into the room. In the dark room, Lu Xiaobei could smell the woman's body.
fragrant.
"Xiaobei, haven't you slept yet?" Gu Wanyu knew that Lu Xiaobei would not be able to sleep.
"Well, you didn't sleep either."
"Yang Shuai and the others just left. I locked the doors below. Where were you tonight?" As she said that, Gu Wanyu was already lying next to Lu Xiaobei. She took one of Lu Xiaobei's arms and rested her head on it.
, then he hugged Lu Xiaobei's broad chest and asked.
"Going to see a friend." Lu Xiaobei said casually.
"Boyfriend or girlfriend?" Gu Wanyu asked.
"A little boy, his mother died when he came to the hospital at ten o'clock in the evening. I helped him find someone to bury his mother with him." Lu Xiaobei sat up and lit a cigarette.
"Don't smoke all the time, it's not good for your health."
"It doesn't matter. The damage this society does to people is far more serious than the damage cigarettes do to people's bodies."
"You are becoming more and more like an angry young man, cynical." Gu Wanyu said with a smile.
Lu Xiaobei has indeed reached the age of teenage rebelliousness. He is not deep at the age of seventeen, and his whole body is full of restless cells. The young children at that time were not like the group of young people today who are non-mainstream.
Kazakhstan, Korea and Japan. What they wanted at that time was just to work hard for their own country. At that time, there were not many foreign stars, and more teenagers still hated Japan and the United States. No one would like their stars, and
No one would curse their country's brothers because of their stars.
Although the youth of the 1990s had no faith like the current group of children, those in the 1990s thought more. After all, the living conditions at that time were far from as good as they are now, and there was no money for you to take.
When you go to nightclubs, there is no money for you to play with women or drive a sports car. At that time, all the children think about is how to make money and how to make a name for themselves.
If today's children believe in a certain star or a certain public figure, then for those young people in the 1990s, their belief was money! For money, they will do anything and dare to do it.
Speechless all night...
The next morning, Lu Xiaobei woke up early. As soon as he got up, Gu Wanyu took Lu Xiaobei's hand and asked, "Where are you going?"
"Look for Kang Miaomiao." Lu Xiaobei said calmly.
Gu Wanyu let go of Lu Xiaobei's hand and said, "You still can't let her go."
Lu Xiaobei thought to himself that the person he couldn't let go of was actually Zhang Wei. That Kang Miaomiao could only be regarded as his lover, but not his favorite. In his heart, Kang Miaomiao was not as important as Gu Wanyu.
"She asked me to go to Guangyang City to find her, which is considered polite. After all, her father helped me." Lu Xiaobei didn't want to explain too much, and he didn't want Gu Wanyu to know too much. The more a woman knows, the more she knows.
This is often not a good thing.
"Kang Junfu is not a good person, I can feel it." Although Gu Wanyu is a woman, her intuition is very sensitive, and a woman with sensitive intuition is a smart woman, even though she is usually silent and immersed in her work.
Her life style is exactly that of a village girl, but this person is absolutely extraordinary and not a simple person. Her scheming is probably not comparable to that of three Kang Miaomiao.
"I know." Lu Xiaobei said.
"Why do you want to be so close to them if you know he is not a good person?" Gu Wanyu asked.
"Because I'm not a good person either. We call birds of a feather flock together." Lu Xiaobei said with a smile, and then got into the bathroom to wash up.
When Lu Xiaobei came out, Gu Wanyu looked at him wearing a sling and said, "Be careful on the road, I'll wait for you to come back." Then she hugged Lu Xiaobei and kissed him on the lips.
The two stood in front of the bathroom and kissed for more than three minutes. Gu Wanyu almost piqued Lu Xiaobei's interest again, but Lu Xiaobei moved her face away in time and said, "I'll be back in the evening, don't worry."
After that, I got dressed and walked out of the door.
It was nine o'clock in the morning when he arrived in Guangyang City. Kang Miaomiao drove a Cherokee to pick him up at the bus station.
"Lu Xiaobei, here you go, get in the car." Kang Miaomiao waved to Lu Xiaobei from the car.
Lu Xiaobei got into the car. Kang Miaomiao came up and hugged his neck and kissed him. After the kiss, he frowned and asked, "Why does he smell like a woman? You spent the whole night with that Gu Wanyu again?"
Lu Xiaobei did not shy away and nodded.
Kang Miaomiao was obviously a little angry. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the car sped out like a beast.
I drove wildly and ran through several red lights.
"Slow down, I don't want to die young." Lu Xiaobei said.
"I just want to die with you!"
At this time, Lu Xiaobei took out something from his trouser pocket and waved it in front of Kang Miaomiao...