Chapter 68 Section 2 6

The woman in white read my story, shook her head, and said: You are terrible.In this story, Xue Song shot the old prostitute to death with one arrow, and then aimed the arrow at the young prostitute; she was referring to this point.I asked: what's wrong?She said: Thinking of such a story, your heart is already broken.When I quickly reached out to touch the left breast, she shouted again: Where should I touch it?Nothing there!I said your conduct is bad!As you know, I am most concerned about this kind of question now, so I ask very humbly: What kind of conduct is good, and what kind of conduct is called bad?She said a standard, very simple, but it also surprised me: a good man, a good girl wants to have sex with him.A man with bad conduct, a good girl would rather die than have sex with him.My conduct is no longer good, and it drives me into despair.

In fact, it was Xue Song's conduct that had problems.I found him to be very similar to my cousin: as mentioned, my cousin has very small hands and feet, he has brown skin, and has a cropped head.In the evening we went to Wangfu Hotel to see him, sitting in the lobby, looking at the rockery and man-made waterfall in the center of the hall.My cousin talked about his teak wood business, and there are many technical details, which are as difficult to understand as a bible.Many years ago, Xue Song talked about the Phoenix City he was about to build to Hongxian in this way.He drew many wavy patterns with branches on the sand, and said that although Chang'an City is beautiful, it lacks a center, so it has shortcomings.As for his city, it is represented by another pattern, a circle with many radiating lines around it.Red Thread didn't see any advantages in the latter shape, on the contrary, she thought this pattern was indecent, like an asshole.But she was wise enough not to express this perception.In fact, she didn't understand what Xue Song said.Xue Song said that the city will be built with himself as the core.It will be as beautiful as Chang'an, but very different from Chang'an.It will be composed of teak platforms on many pillars, the largest and tallest of which is Xue Song's own home.My cousin will be very happy to hear this construction plan, because the amount of teak used in this project is very large, and his teak will not be sold out.

Being in Fenghuang Village, Xue Song always wanted to talk about Chang'an City.At first, Hongxian listened intently, her eyes fixed on Xue Song's face; later she showed impatience, and began to make poses, and her eyes were often attracted by the occasional butterflies that flew by.Of course, there are no butterflies in the lobby of the palace. Her eyes are always attracted by the occasional dressy girls who pass by. Seeing their scarlet lips and blush on their cheeks, I guess she is picking on other people's makeup problems──By the way , I think she is wasting her time in vain, in my opinion, everyone is well-dressed--she doesn't understand the language we are speaking at all, but she can understand it in ten sentences One or two sentences.After Xue Song finished speaking, the red thread said: Can I ask a question?Xue Song had long been angry at her inattention, so he reluctantly replied: Ask!The question is: what is snow?As a girl from the southern country, Hongxian has neither seen nor heard of snow, so it is normal to ask this question.But Xue Song still felt inexplicably angry, because his words were wasted again.While talking about teak, my cousin kept looking at my cousin-in-law with a look of dissatisfaction on her face. She said, "Excuse me", and walked towards the bathroom.The woman in white said: "Excuse me" and walked towards the bathroom.When the two of them reappeared later, they sat down on the sofa not far from us—women always have a lot to talk about.Now it's just me, listening to my cousin talk about his tedious teak business.

I already know that teak wood was mainly used in shipbuilding in the past, and the Japanese even used it to build warships, and used these warships to win the Sino-Japanese War of 1899-1995—from which we can draw a conclusion: this kind of wood is the disaster of our nation—but now it is It is mainly used to make high-end furniture, including toilet seat covers.He proudly pointed out that the toilet seat of this hotel is a product of his company, which aroused my curiosity and wanted to visit the toilet.But my cousin is very chatty, if I go to the bathroom, he must follow.So I sat without moving: two men walked into the toilet side by side, and people would be suspected of being gay. I don’t want to have this kind of relationship with him... I also know the teak futures loan and spot prices every month for the past five years, My cousin is really a person who is good at reciting.Although I lack memory, I also feel that it is a waste of memory to remember--this kind of wood is killing me.Later, we had dinner together.Then, it was time to go home.My cousin wants us to see him again, for some reason, I kinda don't want to come again...