"We went through a hard time, yes, some very scary days. Dealing with another city, Huo Zhuoshan and Ouyang Jin, but... well, I have never had such a painful journey."
"It's all over now." I said.
"Yeah, I guess all good things must come to an end."
"And now -" I started.
"We'd better continue on our way to City A and Town B," Na Jintang interrupted me. "I still have a lot of things to do this afternoon. Tonight, I'm going to entertain you with the grandest banquet. The hotel has a first-class
Ask about the bar, it’s a really classy one. The upper class people in city A and town B eat and drink there.”
"When are we going to City A and Town B?"
"tomorrow morning.
"Is there a train?"
"There is constant traffic from here to City A and Town B. Trains keep leaving, and at the same time, trains loaded with goods only come in. The dock is a bustling activity place for people every day." We continued to move forward. The wind blew.
Move my hair.
Roll up the skirt under my red jumper. This is the skirt I wore at the auction stand. The skirt I wore when Na Jin Tang sold me to Na Jin Tang.
It's all so far away now, a long, long time ago.
City A and town B... I can't think about those anymore. I must try to escape, just this afternoon or evening. Although Na Jintang fell in love with me.
But he still wants to send me to city A and town B. Love is one thing, business is another. He might be able to make a lot of money and give up this arduous journey to do something else.
Buy and sell.
He has spoken about running his own business several times, although he has not been specific about what he plans to run.
Three hours later we arrived at City A and Town B. This is indeed a prosperous place, with many square wooden houses, many shops, and new buildings rising.
Standing on the steep bank overlooking the river, it is a magnificent and charming scene. I can't believe that just a few years ago, this was a land with only a few suburban gates and the remains of a fortress.
It was a barren land. On the way to the hotel, I could see the pier below, full of trains.
Many people were busy unloading wooden boxes and barrels there.
However, it is another small town, and the houses are crumbling and very dilapidated. When I asked about this, Na Jintang’s head and tongue got stuck.
“City A and Town B at the foot of the mountain,” he said, “are the worst-reputed places in this area. The pioneers came here and the decent and hard-working people wanted to build their own country.
They build their own homes, open shops, and create new lives - it is they who turn A City B into an important town that will be as beautiful as A City B.
Town. Others - gangsters, criminals, thieves
Thieves, vandals, and women also came. Decent people didn't want to be neighbors with them, so they lived down there." "So that's it."
"Some people do everything there - sour wine, misogyny, gambling, everything. There are also many "respectable people" who are manipulating all this. Some people say that Haier
I own half of the shares there, including the largest Drum Garden. It’s not surprising to me that he did this.”
"You keep mentioning him, he must be some important person."
"I think so, if by important you mean power. I don't like this guy, and not many people like him. But he's rich - and he seems to be getting richer and richer.
About him..." Na Jintang hesitated and raised his eyebrows.
"Go on?" I urged him.
"He is cold, hateful, and is used to cheating people. There is never a smile on his face, and you will never know what he is doing.
What an evil idea. You just know that he always has evil intentions, and his ideas are always black-hearted."
After a while, we arrived at the hotel. It was a large two-story house with a gray slate roof. The balcony in front was imitated by England.
The orchid-style white thin door was propped up. A neatly dressed poor man hurriedly came over and stopped the train.
I went to the train trough at the back, and Na Jin’s cousin asked him to bring in the necessary packages. Na Jintang led me up the steps to the cool balcony, and opened the front door in a big way.
It's taller, cooler, and darker. A small road leads to the main sequence. The old man stands on the facade of a long mahogany stage. The walls are filled with beige on all sides, and a Lugui steel coin-shaped lamp hangs from the ceiling.
, the floor is covered with colorful ground, a flower city sofa, accompanied by a love child and a table.
There was a large self-colored platter on the table, filled with blue and purple fresh food. The stairs led to the upstairs room, and we had a large dining room next door. This may be the only thing in the big cities of Dongdu.
It can be regarded as a poor second-class restaurant.
But after we spent a few weeks wandering around in the field, this hotel was a real enjoyment for Mr. Ji. He warmly greeted Meng Ben and personally sent us to the room. In the room, there was a large mahogany pole sofa, covered with
Regular old sofa cover
A tall round mirror planter and a large mahogany patio. The gray rosewood planters cover most of the lighted hardwood floor. Colorful window screens are hung on the windows and the furniture is displayed.
Positive.
It seemed like it had gone through a lot of hardships, but everything was clean and the whole room had an undeniable charm after the package was delivered.
Fochang put it in the closet, then he looked at the sofa with a happy smile on his face.
"It's better than sleeping under the stars, isn't it?"
"That's Jieluo,"
"Is it virtuous?" he asked Zai
"A bit, I want to take a rest."
"I'm telling you, why don't you have a good night's sleep? I said, I have to go out and do some errands, and wait for my country to come -" He stopped and smiled openly like a child like I like,
"Then... how long will you be going?"
"Ah, maybe three hours, maybe four hours, is enough for you to have a good rest." He walked to the closet, took a bag, put it on the sofa and opened it.
I approached the window and saw the back garden of the store where my computer was stored, but I turned my head to one side and saw him from the shop.
The ticket was stuffed into the mouth.
bag, put the rest into the bag, and put the package back into Yitong. I turned around and looked at him. If things went well.
This may be the last time I look at him. A kind of sadness arises spontaneously, although I try my best to restrain myself. Na Jintangya tilted his head and stared at me.
"Is something making you uncomfortable?" he asked.
"Nothing, just a little tired."
"You seem to be heartbroken."
"Say something stupid."
His rimmed deerskin coat was extremely dirty, with a stain on the side. His yellow-red hair was also dirty. He smelled of sweat, leather and wood.
The smell. He has never been so cute before. His warm brown eyes looked at me affectionately, and his wide lips seemed to be smiling openly again. I hate myself
I felt guilty from the bottom of my heart about the actions I was about to take.
"Everything will be fine, Jiujiu," he said.
"Yeah?"
"I have something amazing planned tonight."
I thought to myself, I have arranged one for you too.
"You go and rest," he said, "See you tonight."
"Goodbye, Najintang." My voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.
He left. I stood there, looking at the door he closed casually, barely supporting myself and holding back the tears in my eyes. I finally sat on the sofa, leaning against a strong sofa pole, and was too tired to move
No. I keep coming back
Thinking about it, I remembered the waterfall, the moments we spent together, and the crazy and gentle love that followed. I thought of the mountains again.
Cave, my fear and the scene of him holding me, so kind, stroking my hair. So many happy memories. I fell in love with him against my will, a kind of connection with me.
Real love has nothing to do with pleasure. I still have real love for Na Jin Tang, even after everything happened.
·I have no other way to risk going to the pier. If the slope is too steep, I can walk forward along the slope and find a suitable place to go down.
I walked out of the room. Going further, I found a staircase at the end of the corridor. It was obviously the back staircase used by the servants. I started from here.
I went down and came to a small back hall. One door led to the kitchen and the other led to the garden at the back. At this moment, the tension replaced the anger just now, and there was an empty feeling in my heart. I walked out of the hall and walked quietly.
When I came to the edge of the garden, I stuck my head and looked down. Below was a long strip of grass, and beyond that was a dirty road. On the other side of the road was a stretch of grass.
The grass leads directly to the muddy bank. The slope is steep, but not impossible. From top to bottom, it is about a hundred feet away. The rocks are covered with ropes. From here
Although it won't be very comfortable going down, I believe it won't be very dangerous.
I took a deep breath and felt scared, so I tried to control the fear in my heart. There must be many places to stand on the slope, and I could still
In order to catch Xue Man. I could only do this. I didn’t know where Jintang was, and I couldn’t venture into the city. I sat down, stretched my legs out of the edge of the cliff, turned around, and slowly explored down.
holding on, holding tightly in hand
The rope came, and I stepped on a rocky ridge under my feet. I was hanging on the cliff, my body clinging to the cliff. It really meant it, it was so profound, and I soon realized
At this point, the wind blew my hair and rolled up the skirt on my legs. I
I was flustered, but I forced myself to move down slowly. I stepped on another rocky ridge under my feet and came up still holding the rope in my hand.
I shouldn't have looked down. The ground seemed so far away. If I fell, I would definitely fall to death. Really! I closed my eyes and leaned against the rock, my heart almost beating out of my chest.
It took me a long time to calm down, so I continued to climb down. My right foot stepped on the roots growing out of the rock crevice, and my left foot hung in the air.
But I came holding the rope tightly with both hands. When I slowly went down, the weight of my body pushed out the roots of the tree, and I suddenly slid down ten feet. If I hadn’t held the rope tightly in my hands, I would have come.
,
I had already fallen to the ground. I stepped on a rocky ridge under my feet, which was not even as wide as my spleen. I stopped and took a breath.
Looking down, I saw the big river. A big train was slowly passing by. I vaguely saw a tiny figure on the deck. The people on the train would be surprised to see a man in red.
The beautiful woman is hanging on the cliff, desperately wearing the winning sunflower, and the wind is blowing her hair and skirt.
I looked down at my feet and saw a stone ledge a few feet below my left foot. I let go of the burial vine in my hand, grabbed another one, and moved it down slowly, stepping on it.
A little bit of rock.
I moved down bit by bit. When I stopped again, I found that I was halfway down. It was not that difficult, so I comforted myself.
This was not the truth, but I was unwilling to succumb to the panic that seemed to swallow me up. I grabbed the root of the tree with both hands and continued to move downward. Suddenly, there was a crack.
There was a sound, and a burst of dust fell. A branch of sunflower flew down into the air and fell to the ground. My body was shaking. It was over! I would fall off the train! A strong wind blew and pressed me against the rock wall. I held on with my fingers.
Stone wall, but still no support
My body was firmly on a small rock protrusion no more than eight feet wide. As soon as the strong wind passed, I would immediately fall backwards. Chaotic and fragmented hallucinations passed through my mind, just like a drowning person acting out.
My mother laughed, drank her beer, and was pleased with the cheers of the people in the hotel.
I reached out for the teapot, which turned into a wine glass. I sat in front of the stove, well-dressed and demure, smiling as I listened to my father talk about his life.
Arrangements for my bright future. This illusion gradually blurred and passed away. I arrived at the house in Montagu Square again. The train looked at me frequently, he was handsome, fierce, and extremely bad. His eyes passed away, and I
When we arrived at that gloomy and horrifying cell, the servants passed on each other. They smiled, acted slowly, and picked the clams.
Tell me how to open the iron lock on the town. Na Jintang was lying on the sofa. He had a high fever and fell into a coma after being bitten by a snake. I stroked his face. He was in the hospital.
Na Jintang and I walked through the dense brown-green forest...
Suddenly, the strong wind passed. The illusion flashed and disappeared within a few seconds. The wind stopped, but I hadn't fallen yet. I squinted and saw a thick stick hanging two yards away on the right. If I could slow down,
I slowly moved closer to it and grabbed the rope... I prayed to God to give me strength. After a while, I had the strength, and I began to carefully and slowly approach the rope. However, the rock under my feet was gone.
, I couldn't move forward any further. I reached out to grab the rope, but it was still short.
It's just a few inches out of reach. I have to go through a lot of pain before I can wear it, no! If I miss it, if I catch it, I will fall. I am terrified, but I don't care about anything. When I know that I will fall to the ground.
regardless of when.
A miracle happened. Regardless of life or death, I rushed towards the winner Lan Hong, grabbed it with both hands, and left in the air. I stepped on the steamer with my hands.
After sliding down, when Shenglian Cai Zaijiang came back, I landed on a few inches of wide rock below.
The rope came and pulled me. It was strong and sturdy. I continued down, sometimes right, sometimes right, on the rocks. I am calm now, focused, no longer afraid, and my feet touched the ground.
.I let go of the victory flower, took a few steps back, and lifted it up.
The cliff that is hidden in front of me shrinks in front of my head. Only when I turn my head back can you see the cliff boy. I know I shouldn't have come down from here, but now I have come down. This is the most important thing. I beat it.
It took a long time to trim the brown hair on my face and pat the hair off my red dress. It took almost half an hour, but it finally got better. I really wanted to laugh happily, but I held back immediately.
Now. There is no time to sing now.
In the end, I didn't have time to reflect on what I had done, so I turned around and walked towards the road towards the dock.
The houses in the east and west are crowded together, as if they are relying on each other. They look extremely crowded. Someone is pressing the piano hard, and someone is singing out of tune. It is still only half the afternoon.
And "Yamashita Naqijiu" has become active. It is not difficult to imagine what a chaotic place it will be at night.
I walked past three small hotels and a two-story house with a painted frame. There was a wide balcony in front of the house, and there were people wearing colorful clothes.
Women were sitting on the balcony, drinking and laughing. More women poked their heads out of the windows upstairs, and they shouted to me.
I walked over quickly, trying to avoid those joking advances and obscene calls.
A man staggered out of a small hotel with a half bottle of wine in his hand.
He saw me at the first sight, shouted loudly, rushed down the stairs, stumbled towards me, shaking the bottle in his hand. He was tall and strong, with blond hair hanging on his shoulders. I quickly walked faster
, but he soon,
He caught up with me and reached out and grabbed my shoulder
He turned around and turned me around. I was furious, and the anger replaced the fear I might have had in other situations. The man smiled.
His mouth smelled of alcohol. Just when he was about to pull me over, I pushed him hard. Because he was so drunk, he couldn't steady his body and screamed.
Then he fell to the ground.
The woman on the balcony was drinking wine, and I was also dissatisfied with my actions. I continued to walk forward, but I started to tremble, feeling a joy I didn't have before.
I walked into several shops downstairs and paid no attention to the "Wow!" sounds and violent shouts.
I was left behind, and the pier was right in front of me. Three large trains and more than a dozen small trains were undulating on the water. Strong people were walking back and forth on the springboard, loading and unloading goods. There were piles of sick boxes on the pier.
.
Buckets and horizontal cables. People were busy, some were scolding, but no one noticed my arrival at all.
No one showed any interest in my arrival.
I stopped in front of a pile of boxes, wondering how I could get a train seat.
I asked a person who was passing by in a hurry to ask if there was a train leaving the port this afternoon for city A and town B. He nodded and pointed to a large train "Royal Star".
People were pushing trolleys filled with what looked like pink bricks down the gangplank. When I looked closer, it turned out to be bricks, a light pink brick that resembled a cabinet-colored red rose. Others were loading the bricks.
Get on the big train.
As I watched, a train car already loaded with bricks left the pier and headed towards the slope leading to the city above. Four train horses struggled to pull the car, and the driver crackled and waved in the air.
With a whip.
A short, fat, bronze-skinned man seemed to be directing the unloading of the "Royal Star" train. He clasped his hands in front of him and watched from a distance.
A stern look on his face. A trolley lost control and almost dropped a load of beautiful bricks into the water.
The man shouted at him. The man pushing the cart made a face, steadied the cart, and walked down the gangplank to the front of the train. The short fat man frowned.
He looked very unhappy. I thought maybe he was the train conductor. If so, he could give me a train seat.
As I approached, he raised his head and looked at me with a cold, bronze look that made me uneasy.
He looked fierce.
It shows power and authority. Although it stands motionless, it controls everything here.
He has an unusual magical power that is intimidating. He has a slender figure and wears a pair of elegant knee-length black pants that are shiny and shiny, comfortable gray trousers, and a loose white silk shirt. He has a stiff face.
.Fang Piao, the forehead bone is wide and flat.
"What do you, a stranger, want to do?"
He spoke in a deep, guttural voice, with a very stern expression.
I knew that I must look ugly, my hair was a mess, my clothes were stained with dirt, and my face must be dirty. I came from the direction of "city A and town B at the foot of the mountain". He might have thought that I was a foreigner.
Drum girl soliciting customers.
A man like him would have looked down upon women and regarded them as dirt beneath his feet. He stared at me with his stern blue eyes, as if he could
I couldn't be more happy to give in. It took me a long while before I could speak.
"I-I want to go to city A and town B." I said hesitantly.
The tone of my voice startled him, and one of his bushy brown eyebrows opened.
"Where are you from?" He was not asking me, but questioning me.
"I really thought...it was none of your business." I retorted.
"Answer me, stranger!"
"So what if you don't answer?" I said boldly.
"You'll regret it," he threatened.
"Go to hell!" I said calmly.
He frowned and pursed his lips tightly. Obviously, he was rarely seen by others. He was able to give orders and others always obeyed. His strength and strength made him a natural thug.
I felt a hint of cruelty emerging from the corners of his mouth, and from his full blue eyes that were staring at me.
"You're new here," he said. "I've never seen you before." "In fact, I just got to Natchez this morning."
"You want to go to New Orleans and take a train like this?"
"I think this train will leave Hong Kong."
"Wait until these fools finish unloading."
“Are you—are you a customer service person?”
"The train is mine, and the customer service staff was hired by me."
"So, you can give me a train seat."
"If I'm happy, of course."
Although he still looked warm and angry, the mild anger just now was gone. His eyes looked at me, observing everything carefully, with great interest.
I was no longer afraid, but my face began to turn red. I really wanted to slap him as hard as I had just slapped the poor drunk who chased me on the road. I felt my eyes flashing with anger as I spoke.
"I can give you train money," I said loudly and grandly, "as much as you want.
"You mean, before I find you in Najin Hall."
"How can you.
"The girl you don't serve is definitely not a decent woman in the city. I heard that Jintang has arrived, and I heard that he has brought a beauty."
"Word travels so fast."
"This place is like this. It seems that you want me to help you escape. You are so eager to pay me the train fare. Where did your money come from? Did Jintang bring it from Chunxiao?"