Chapter 170: Do you still remember the boy named Akun?
There is a group of coolies living in this city. They do not steal or rob, they work entirely with their own labor force, and earn a meal of steamed buns with their own hands. Some of the customs workers on the dock are this group of people.
Because the wharf here is close to the sea, and the road to the warehouse collapsed due to a previous heavy rain, workers had to carry the goods into the warehouse.
In front of these workers who were carrying the goods forward there was a particularly young figure with short hair, bright eyes, and a skin that was tanned from being exposed to the sun for a long time.
Now he carries a sack of goods on his shoulders and moves forward with other workers.
He has gone back and forth almost ten times, and it costs ten yuan to move.
Perhaps because his strength was almost exhausted, his steps were now a little messy, and there was a bead of sweat on his forehead, but he still gritted his teeth and moved forward.
Suddenly, a stone beneath his feet was crushed, his body tilted, and he was about to fall down the slope next to him.
"Akun!" When the worker next to him saw this, he shouted and quickly reached out to support the young man, thus preventing him from falling down the slope.
The young man broke into a cold sweat, quickly straightened his belongings, smiled at his friends and said, "Thank you."
A middle-aged worker who was two times older than his younger brother looked at Akun's desperate look and said with a smile: "Akun, what are you doing so hard for? You have moved almost ten times today, be careful not to hurt your muscles.
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Akun wiped the sweat off his face, and while carrying the goods, he laughed with his coworkers: "I will earn ten more yuan once I move it, and I can save ten yuan."
"Akun, what do you do with so much money? You don't eat or drink or buy new clothes or shoes. What on earth do you do with so much money?" The worker who was walking behind Akun was confused.
asked understandingly.
Akun just hugged the goods tightly and didn't answer, just smiled lightly.
But the middle-aged worker walking in front of Akun interrupted and said with a smile: "You, you don't even know this. We Akun want to save a lot of money and then go home to marry a wife, right, Akun?"
"Uncle!" Akun's delicate face immediately turned red, and he became shy.
The worker uncle looked at Akun's look and immediately smiled at all the workers: "Look, everyone, our Akun is blushing. He must be missing his wife."
Upon hearing this, all the workers burst into laughter.
After a short period of shyness, Akun's face was filled with a happy smile, thinking of her in his heart.
He looked up at the blue sky, and the white clouds gradually gathered into the face of a sweet girl, smiling sweetly at him.
"Xiaoyu, are you okay? I'm thinking of you now, you know?"
He is Akun, the little gangster that Xiaoyu likes, but now we can no longer call him a gangster. Now he is considered a man who relies on his own hands to make a living.
After cutting off contact with those gangsters, Akun cut off his yellow hair to show his confidence in starting over. But everything can be started over, but she can never be forgotten in his heart.
To this day, he still remembers that night, when Xiaoyu and the woman rescued him from the bad guys, Xiaoyu's heartbroken look. Until now, every time he thinks about it, he feels sorry for Xiaoyu.
Xiaoyu broke up with her family because of him, but he treated Xiaoyu like this, even he wanted to slap himself in the face.
Therefore, from the day he cut off his hair, he vowed that he would earn every penny of clean money with his own hands and save it until he could give Xiaoyu a beautiful wedding.
After carrying the last load, Akun almost fell down from exhaustion. He came to a slope on the coastline and pressed his body as close as possible to the embankment that was wet by the sea water, panting.
Half of his body was already immersed in the sea water, enjoying the cool wash of the sea water.
The dark skin looks particularly dazzling in the blue water.
Akun closed his eyes quietly, enjoying the coolness of the afternoon.
A wave of sea waves surged up again, submerging Akun's entire body in an instant. Akun quickly held his breath, and soon the wave of sea waves retreated.
But it didn't seem to be completely removed, because Akun felt something attached to his body, and it was cold.
Out of curiosity, Akun opened his eyes and took a look.
"Oh my God!" With a cry, Akun immediately lost his balance, and his whole body sank with a thud. It took a long time for him to float up.
It's no wonder that Akun is so excited and scared. No matter who sees a female water ghost lying next to him, he will probably be scared to death. It's good that Akun can maintain this look.
At first, Akun wanted to go ashore and run away, but then he realized that he felt uncomfortable, so he swam over carefully.
I saw that the female water ghost was lying on the embankment where Akun had rested just now, lying there quietly, as if sleeping.
Akun looked at the female water ghost, maybe it was an illusion, or maybe he missed Xiaoyu so much that he actually thought the female water ghost saw Xiaoyu and thought it was Xiaoyu there.
After some excitement, he quickly carried the female water ghost ashore.
Only then did he realize what kind of female water ghost this was. She was clearly a sweet-looking girl who ended up in the water for no apparent reason.
The girl is not very old, about eighteen or nineteen years old. Although her eyes are closed, her appearance is sweet and beautiful. Her long eyelashes are stained with drops of water, and her hair is soaked by the sea water.
Paste on the body.
The girl's figure is also quite graceful and exquisite, belonging to the compact type. However, the girl's clothes are too thin, and the soaking of the sea water makes her infinite spring beauty appear in her eyes.
With a snap, Akun slapped himself: Bah, what are you thinking about, kid? You already have Xiaoyu, so I can live in peace!
Not to mention, this slap was really effective. Akun quickly covered the girl's body with his dirty coat. He reached out and gently touched the girl's nose, and surprisingly found that she was still breathing.
It's okay to still be breathing, but what to do next is hard for Akun.
You said you should put this girl here. If a prostitute comes here, it will be fine, but you will be guilty.
After thinking for a long time, Akun finally decided to carry the girl back to the dormitory and wait for her to wake up before letting her leave. This would be safer.
Without saying anything else, Akun picked up the girl and ran towards the dormitory. Fortunately, it was lunch break, otherwise, if his co-workers had seen her, the trouble would have been even greater.
Maybe the carrying posture was just in line with the principle of rescue. Akun ran all the way, but the girl kept spitting out seawater and some other things from her mouth, many of which fell on Akun's back. It was just that Akun ran too hastily.
He didn't pay attention at all. No wonder he kept feeling cold on his back while running.
Finally, Akun carried the girl back to his dormitory, then quickly locked the door of the room tightly and closed the curtains.
Let me make it clear first that Akun lives in a single dormitory, because the most common things in his dormitory are books. He just wants to learn more knowledge now, and the single dormitory is convenient for him to read, so his bed is almost always filled with books.
Akun first put the girl on a chair, then cleaned his bed and put on a new bed sheet that he had not yet had time to put on.
Then he put the girl on the bed. After all this work, Ahao was already very tired and his whole body was covered with sweat.
Akun had just placed the girl on the bed when someone suddenly knocked on his bed, so frightened that Akun almost fell under the chair.
"Akun, what are you doing? The door is locked and broken. Open it for me." A middle-aged man's voice sounded outside the door.
'It's uncle?!' Akun was startled, and then he patted his forehead heavily and said, 'Uncle said he wanted to borrow a story book for a big story show. How could I have forgotten this!' "Uncle, you
Wait, I'll get you a book right now!" Akun quickly rummaged through the pile of books and finally asked him to take out the large collection of stories.
Then Akun quickly ran to the door, opened the door a little, stuffed the book out, handed it to the uncle, and said: "Uncle, I'm sorry, I fell asleep just now, haha."
"What the hell are you doing? Lock the door in broad daylight..." The uncle got the book, but didn't seem to want to leave. Instead, he curiously looked in along the crack in the door, and then showed a smirk on his face,
He said: "Akun, what are you doing? Could it be that you are hiding a woman in the room?"
Hearing what his uncle said, Akun was so frightened that he almost collapsed on the ground and said quickly: "How could it be possible? How could it be possible? How could I hide a woman in the dormitory? Absolutely not!!"
"Haha, what are you afraid of? Uncle, I'm just talking. It's really useless. Okay, you can rest. Uncle, I'll take a look first and take it away." When the uncle saw Akun, he really didn't want to let him go into the house to sit.
With such a look, he could only shake his head and then left.
Seeing the uncle leave, Akun let out a long sigh of relief and quickly closed the door. Fortunately, it was the uncle this time. If it had been any other guy of the same age, he would have definitely barged in.
Then Akun quickly arranged the room and blocked the door tightly.
A banging sound came from behind the door. The uncle took a few steps and looked back curiously at Akun's room. Then he shook his head in confusion and said to himself: "What happened to this kid today? I'm just..."
You are so nervous to talk about it. Could it be that there is really a woman hiding in the room?" Then the uncle patted his forehead heavily and said with a wry smile: "This guy has always kept himself clean, so he is so good at hiding women. It seems that
I’m overthinking it, so it’s better to go back and wash my hair.” With that said, the uncle put his hands behind his back, humming an unknown opera and walked towards his dormitory.