In the autumn of 2003, I dropped out of school. The reason for dropping out was very simple. I was in my second year of high school that year. At that time, I belonged to the generation that was harmed by the young and Dangerous boys. I worshiped Brother Haonan and Brother Pheasant, so that
Yu grew her hair long and got tattoos and got into fights. The specific reason for dropping out of school is very vague. I only remember that it was because a little girl came to the school. She had a groove and a pert butt. As for her face, she was only
Say it's okay.
But at that time, compared to the youthfulness of other girls, she looked extraordinarily coquettish and beautiful because she knew how to put on makeup. After that, there were various pursuits. Girls of that age happened to like that kind of bad boy, so a nine-year-old
I caught her eye as a confused boy, and after two weeks of dating, I successfully brought her into a fast hotel that cost 30 yuan a night.
As you can imagine, the result was that at such a young age, her fungus was already black. After picking the fungus, I began to pursue another young girl. Black fungus, eating it once is enough, do I need to eat it for a long time?
After that, it was a bloody scene. The little girl found a few people outside who were considered to be prostitutes. They blocked me at the school gate when I just left the house and beat me up. Not to mention, I also had a few like-minded people.
My brother, I definitely can’t suffer a loss.
A war started between the gangsters. As a result, I accidentally beat the other gangster and was seriously injured. I didn't have a father named Li Gang or Shuangjiang and was expelled from the school.
At that time, I could also be called a little gangster, and the one I injured seemed to be a student from another high school, and his family was still a small businessman. In fact, the fights among students at that time were just petty fights.
, I made a big fuss that time because I really made a mistake, and the blood on his head stained his white T-shirt red.
I belong to the kind of child who comes from a very average family but is not content with the status quo and is desperately rebellious. I have no ambitions and don’t have any powerful relatives. I know that the person I beat like that is in intensive care and may not wake up.
At that time, I decisively chose to run away because things were beyond my control and the police had already found the school.
After receiving a tip from other classmates, I jumped over the wall and ran away.
After I dropped out of school, my father once wanted to spend his life's savings and give me gifts to find connections to send me back to school, because according to his understanding, people are beaten, but both parties are children and have their faults, so it's not a big deal.
I offered to pay him some money to settle the matter, but I refused, because no matter how much of a bastard I was, I couldn't bear to squander the hard-earned money he bent over and dug out of the fields to cause trouble.
This was who I was at that time. I understood and sympathized with my parents’ suffering, but I couldn’t do it if they asked me to be obedient and study hard. In other words, if I couldn’t persist for a few days, my true colors would still be revealed.
To use the words of my current master: This is fate.
Moreover, I prevented my father from visiting the boy I injured because I knew that as long as my father went to see him, he would be stuck in a quagmire and would have to pay money. In that case, it would not be my father who was doing everything for me.
Wiping my butt? And I told my father that if the police came to look for me at home, they would have already severed the father-son relationship with me.
Otherwise, I will lose my studies and have to pay money, which is not worth it.
Now that I had chosen to run away, full of passion and impatience with my mother's nagging, and with sweaty five hundred yuan in my pocket, I went south to Guangzhou and embarked on my road to work. I thought at that time, people
Well, if you don't die, you will eventually come out.
But when I arrived in this modern city, which has changed rapidly after the reform and opening up, I realized that people cannot succeed by relying on their blood.
The most indispensable thing in this world is the Phoenix man who wants to change his life. And I sadly discovered that because my native place is Henan, I can't even find a job. That's right, no factory is willing to hire people from Henan.
Because the reputation is really bad.
Finally, after spending five hundred yuan, I had no choice but to go back to my old job and became a small gangster with a so-called "big brother" who was quite famous on the street. During this period, I met two people.
One is my current master. He is not a peerless master, but an old bachelor. But it is not because he has practiced the Sunflower Book, but because he is so poor that no woman is willing to work with him, so he relies on setting up a fortune-telling stall on the street.
As a student, he was beaten violently by the urban police from time to time. It was just because I saw him pitifully when he was beaten by the urban police. I happened to know the urban policeman, so I saved him once with a pack of Double Happiness worth ten yuan.
He, who had been beaten so hard that he had a pig's head, smoothed down the few sparse hair on his head, straightened his eyes with a broken lens, looked at me for a while, and said: "Young man, I think you have a great bone structure and will become a big man in the future."
Qi, decided to accept you as his disciple.
I don't know if he is a charlatan, but I can guess it with my IQ of 250. He probably has no real ability, otherwise he would not be beaten like a pig's head, or even better than me.
It was miserable, but I still became his apprentice. Firstly, I felt that he had good eloquence in deceiving people, and this was a technical job. Secondly, when I saw his stooped waist, it reminded me of the same stooped figure far away in my hometown.
Farming dad.
Dad, are you okay?
The master is in his fifties, with a medium build. If he puts on a formal suit, he looks like a successful man. The most important thing is his Mediterranean hairstyle. In one word, he is extremely smart.
But I have always felt that my master is a man with a lot of stories, but he doesn’t want to tell his stories to anyone, including me, who is closest to him. He doesn’t smoke or drink, but sometimes he drinks alone.
After serving a pot of tea, he sat there with his eyes blank, not knowing what he was looking at or what he wanted to look at. He was like a hungry wolf, licking his wounds alone in the corner.
Why do I use wolf to describe this gentle and elegant old man? That's because I accidentally saw him writing a line of cursive calligraphy on rice paper with a blood-red ink pen in his room:
Hatred makes people crazy, and debts can only be repaid with blood.
At that time, I thought that this old bachelor must have a grudge against someone for taking away his wife or killing his son. The more kind-hearted he is on the surface, the more it shows that he hides his hatred in the deepest part of himself.
Therefore, every time I think of that line of words, I get chills all over.
Another mystery about Master’s enigmatic talent is that his name is Wu Laogou. This is not a nickname, but his real name. He has the same name as the scheming old man in Tomb Raider Notes, and his place of origin is indeed
Guangzhou, Guangdong.
But he doesn't speak Cantonese. I've been with him for so long, and I've always heard him speak Mandarin. Even if I listen carefully, I can hear the accent from his hometown in Henan.
I once asked him this question, but he was unwilling to answer me. He just vaguely said that he did not spend most of his life in Guangzhou. He came back here to return to his roots. As for most of his time,
Where he spent his time, he kept silent.
The last one is that he doesn't love money. This old man is very eloquent. I believe that if he tries hard to deceive people, he will fool anyone out of ten, especially in Guangzhou, where the rich gather, and people here believe in Feng Shui.
He could definitely be a master of metaphysics, but he insisted on setting up a stall and telling people's lives for ten dollars a time.
So this old man, very strangely, feels a bit like an outsider who has seen through the mortal world and has no desires or desires.
The second person is a Huzi who is a younger brother like me, a Northeastern man with a very hot temper. The two of us were working as little gangsters outside with an older brother. His favorite saying is when he is drunk.
Looking at the beautiful legs on the street, she said to me: Sanliang, when my brother and I get rich, we will call a group of these women every day to play np!
In fact, after getting familiar with it, I realized that Huzi people are actually not tigers. They are courageous but delicate. But one thing is that Huzi can fight, very good at fighting. In the fight with the gangsters on the street, one person can fight three
There is absolutely no problem.
The two of us hung out in the streets, beat and were beaten by others, drank heavily and ate meat, but both of us were unwilling to accept the status quo, and especially wanted to change our fate and become a better person. This common pursuit made us both
It is different from the fair-weather friends among other gangsters, but the kind of sympathy that comes from the heart, similar to Pheasant and Chen Haonan in Young and Dangerous, who have harmed our generation.
Huzi is a very loyal person. Sometimes I think that if I cry the most sadly after my death, besides my parents at home, it will be him.
At that time, there was a popular way of gambling in Guangzhou, which was the betting of small underground casinos, the lottery type. The elder brother Huzi and I followed was a small bookmaker. Our usual task was to collect money and write notes when necessary.
Sometimes we act as thugs. If some honest people who look particularly cowardly win tens of thousands in the lottery, the boss will feel distressed. We will hold the knife and grab the bonus after giving it to others.
Such days, if you really count them, are actually quite fulfilling. After all, it is better than working in a factory, it is easier, and the money is more. Moreover, because of the reputation of this big brother, my status in this so-called "world" is also high.
A rising tide lifts all boats. Sometimes you can get a 20% discount on a Hunan girl who costs fifty dollars a time. However, such good times did not last long.
Huzi hacked the boss’s money and other people’s betting winnings. He also found me and gritted his teeth and said, “Three taels, I took the money. If you want it, I’ll share half of it with you. I still have some at home.”
I can't afford to wait for my fiancée to wait for me to build a house and marry her. Besides, I really don't want to live a life of no one here. How long will it last?
This actually coincides with what I thought at the beginning. My brother came out to do big things and make a lot of money. What is the ability to be a horse boy? So we split the money in half. The result can be imagined. That night, I
The two of us were chased by the "big brother" who usually called us brothers.
In a hurry, I ran to the home of the master I recognized. Because Huzi had been planning this for a long time, he bought a ticket in advance and rushed back to his hometown in the Northeast. No matter how powerful this "big brother" was, he could not catch up to the Northeast.
Cut him.
After my master knew what the two of us had done, he was annoyed and used a few tortoise shells to do some divination and said: Apprentice, you are running to Fujian. That is your blessed land. You can make a fortune there!
With no choice, I took my half-hearted master and tossed and turned to Fujian, while Huzi returned to his hometown in Northeast China. Because we left in a hurry, we didn't agree on when or where to meet. We just said that the house was repaired.
, sent me a message on QQ, asking me to attend his wedding, and said that good brothers will live a lifetime of wealth and wealth and never forget each other, and other sensational words.
But this parting, even though many years have passed, Huzi's avatar has never lit up again. To use a lyric, it means that your gray avatar has never jumped again.
I have always missed this friend who was close to me at that time, but neither of us had mobile phones in Guangzhou back then, so it was impossible to contact him by phone. I left messages on his QQ countless times, and even set an online reminder for his QQ.
But he never went there either.
I even thought about going to Northeast China to look for him, but that would be like finding a needle in a haystack. So, I have been worried about him because I know his character too well.
If he does well, he will definitely find me.
If you don't look for me, you are either a bad person or you have already met with misfortune.
I'm worried about him, but there's nothing I can do about it.
My master and I slowly settled down in Fujian. The first year was very difficult because I was not prepared to take the wrong path. There were 800 and 3000 in the side sect. I wanted to make money quickly, but I took the wrong path.
If you take one step, your life will enter the abyss of eternity.
Therefore, my survival that year was all due to my master, who usually set up a stall on the street to tell people's fortunes.
As for me, because I was unwilling to be a wage earner and do nothing all my life, but there was no good way out, I finally became an online writer for the first time. This was a path I had never thought of before. But it was okay, even though I had nothing.
Although I am famous, my life in general is quite comfortable. Besides eating and drinking with my master, I can also save some money for my wife.
This is much better than many people, isn't it?
Perhaps the only regret is that after so many years, my father, who was extremely disappointed in me, still has not forgiven me.
What I can do is to send a little money back through the post office every once in a while to fulfill my late filial piety.
At this point, the protagonist of the story I am telling you today has become clear and seems to be calm, but this story has only really begun now.
It is now 2009. In the blink of an eye, six years have passed since 2003. On this day, I suddenly received a strange phone call. As soon as I put the phone to my ear, the sound shook my ears.
Someone shouted from inside: "***Xiao Sanliang, how are you doing?"
Anyone who could call me by my name was obviously an acquaintance, and someone who was not familiar with me would probably not call me such an intimate nickname as "Xiao Sanliang", but I really couldn't tell who the voice belonged to, so I asked politely.
: Sorry, there is no name on the number here. Who are you?
The person on the phone scolded me: You son of a bitch, can you even forget my voice? You are not brave at all, I am a tiger!
It took me a few seconds to realize that Huzi was the brother I had been searching for six years ago. Suddenly there was news after a long absence. I was so excited that I almost yelled and cursed: "You ****
*, It’s been six years, and you just remembered to call me? You just remembered to call me, right?! At that time, I told you that I would definitely go to the wedding banquet, but now my kids are damn good at it, right?! I’m very
You know I miss you?!"
Huzi smiled and said: No, I have been busy with other things, and I was just planning to get married recently. Won't I contact you? I will definitely come then. That's it, Xiaosanliang, I have something to be busy with here. I'll talk about it another day.
. Also, why are you yelling? I miss you as much as you miss me!
Huzi hung up the phone, so I took out my phone and saved Huzi's number in my phone book. As soon as I saved it, I was stunned.
How did he know my mobile phone number?
You must know that six years ago, both of us were broke. Neither of us had a mobile phone. We only joined QQ, but his QQ has not been online in six years, and he has no common friends, so it is impossible to find someone else to ask for my mobile phone.
Number.
And what should I say, because I am somewhat famous on the Internet, in order to avoid harassment, I cannot leave my phone number on the Internet or elsewhere.
How did he know my mobile phone number and contact me?
You know, I have tried to contact him in the past six years, but without success, but why can he find me?
I'm not a person who just muddles along. This guy has such a temper. If he doesn't understand something, he will figure it out right away, otherwise he will feel uncomfortable all over. I just made a phone call to him.
This time, the voice inside scared me, because it was a mechanical and pleasant female voice: Sorry, the number you dialed is not available, please check before dialing.
Damn it, what's going on?! I saved the number directly in the call history. Everyone has the common sense of using mobile phones, so there is no such thing as an input error, but why did it become an empty number?
What? I can understand if you want to say it is powered off or not in the service area.
Why did he become an empty account?!
I called several times without believing it, but the same thing happened. Sorry, the number you dialed is unavailable. Please check before dialing.
I really had no choice now. I pinched my eyebrows and thought to myself, could all of this be my imagination? Or have I become insane because of my recent coding and writing novels? I just thought, forget it, another day.
Besides, isn’t there nothing we can do?
I wrote what I wrote today, and after uploading it, I started cooking dinner for my master and me. On the other hand, I cooked it myself, because the job of being an online writer sounds very easy, but in fact, I spend almost all my time coding every day.
Between looking for inspiration and finding inspiration, I didn’t even have time to fall in love. So my master and I were just singles.
What's more, my master told me that you are not suitable for finding a girlfriend now, which only adds to the sadness, because your marriage is not clear at all.
When Master came back, I said to him at the dinner table: Guess whose call I received today?
The master rolled his eyes at me and said: What a nonsense, do you want me, an old man, to tell fortunes? If you have something to say, say it quickly.
I said: It's Huzi, do you remember? The one in Guangzhou six years ago?
The master nodded and said, "How could I not remember that little brat? It made me so old that I had to leave my hometown! It would be nice to contact him. How old is his child now?"
I said: No, he said that his wedding was delayed a few years ago, but he is planning to get married recently, and he even invited us to a wedding banquet.
I chatted with the master for a while, but after dinner, he didn’t wash the dishes and went to the chess and card room to play mahjong with the old lady. What can I say? Who can let me be my master? Who can let two people who just came to Fujian
Years ago, I didn't even have a job at that time. I could only survive purely by relying on his deception? And I wasn't going to tell him my phone number or anything, because he wouldn't understand if I told him. This old man still doesn't understand.
I know how to use the phone.
I was halfway through washing the dishes when the phone rang again. I picked it up and saw the number displayed:
Tiger!
I picked up the call immediately, and before he could say anything, I cursed: Uncle, what's going on with your phone number? Why was the number empty when I called him back?
He chuckled and said: The business I do here is not very good. I deliberately avoid seeing people. Don't say anything. Just wait until I contact you. I will get married next Monday. I will tell you the address now. You
Do you have a pen and paper around you? Write it down quickly.
I must have a drafting paper and pen beside me, so I picked it up and said, "Go ahead, I'll remember it."
After memorizing the address, I asked my second question: Huzi, how did you know my phone number?
He was stunned for a moment, and then he cursed: If you don't look for me, why don't I try my best to find you? I forgot how I found you, it took me a lot of effort anyway.
After saying that, he hurriedly said: I have something to do, so I will hang up now. Remember to come before next Monday!
After hanging up the phone, I muttered, "How big of a business is this kid doing now? Why is he so busy just making a phone call?"
I counted the days and found that there were still five days until next Monday. Now that the transportation is so convenient, I would definitely have time. However, I decided to go to the Northeast as early as possible. After all, Master and I basically stayed in this place every day without moving.
, it’s quite boring. I should have gone there two days earlier as a tourist. Besides, I really miss Huzi, and I don’t know what that lawless boy has become after six years of baptism.
I decided to do it as soon as I thought about it. After I finished washing the dishes, I sent an email to the editor asking for a few days off. I also booked two air tickets online. The next day, I drove to Fuzhou with Master and got on the train to Qiqihar.
airplane.
But I really didn't expect that this time, I would fall into an abyss.