I don't know if he was trying to scare me or if it was true.
After he finished speaking, he grinned, and then I saw clearly that this man's teeth were very uneven, with large gaps between them, and they looked yellow and black as if they hadn't been brushed for many years.
"cough!"
The man cleared his throat and spoke again: "Let me introduce myself. My name is Zhao Xiaoshu. People here give me the nickname Plastic Legs. The so-called one door is gold, the second door is leather, the third door is color, the fourth door is hanging, and the fifth door is plastic.
Hey, I’m the one with the fishy eyes in this shop.”
I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly I heard that he was being jealous.
The so-called smelly eyes are people who used to perform busking on the streets with various animals. The skills of training animals to perform busking are all passed down from one line, and they must be passed down from male to female. Now they are almost extinct. (Circus
Not the kind in the group.)
"Do you have anything to ask me?"
I am silent.
"Ask me quickly!"
His eyes suddenly became fierce and he roared at me angrily!
I quickly asked: "Brother! I want to ask! How long have you lived here!"
He immediately replied: "I can't remember this at all. I only remember that I was your age when I came in. Why...it must have been thirty years."
I took a breath, thirty years... Oh my god, how many thirty years are there in a person's life!
He scratched his scalp twice, then lifted the quilt and climbed down from the upper bunk.
"Don't be afraid, I don't eat people! What are you afraid of!"
"We will be roommates from now on, and roommates should love each other. Come here, let's sit together! I'll show you something good."
I reluctantly sat next to him and asked what he was looking at.
He chuckled and slowly lifted up his right trouser leg.
I didn't realize it just now, but this person is actually a disabled person...
I saw that what was tied to his right calf was a prosthetic limb. The prosthetic limb was made of green transparent hard plastic. It must have been homemade.
"Brother, what are your legs?"
I found that he likes to scratch his scalp very much, and he scratches his head every time he talks. In addition, I guess he doesn’t wash his hair usually, and when he scratches his head, the dandruff falls down like snowflakes.
He told me: "My father chopped this leg off for me when I was a child. I had no choice but to learn my skills, so people here nicknamed me Plastic Leg. By the way, you are also considered a Jianghu person, outside."
Have you ever heard my father’s nickname? His name is Zhao Liushili. Is he still alive?”
"Zhao Liushengli?"
I shook my head and said that I had never heard of it. This was because I was a step behind in the world and I didn’t understand the Changchun Club artists of that era.
"Well, if I don't know, forget it. Didn't I just say that? Half of the people detained here are actually normal people. I don't have any mental illness. Although I, Du Xiaoxiao, have killed more than a hundred people, I am a normal person.
You are a good person, so don’t be afraid. We must live in harmony and live a good life."
Then, he pointed at me with one hand and said with a smile on his face: "From today on, you have to help me prepare food, wash my feet, and wash my clothes every day. You are not allowed to close your eyes until I sleep. By the way, in the morning
You have to help me empty the urinal, and you have to eat all the shit I put in the urinal. If you don't do it well, I will kill you."
"What?"
"Get out!"
I was also angry, and immediately had the courage to yell back: "You are my father! You want me to serve you like this? And you eat all the shit in the basin? You eat it! You piece of shit! You are so fucking stupid
There is definitely something wrong!”
Good people will be bullied, and good horses will be ridiculed. On my first day here, no matter what, I must not let people think that I am easy to bully!
So I shouted again: "If you don't accept it, practice!"
"Fuck! I'm afraid of you! Let's see who dies first today!"
