Chapter 3 take a pulley cart away

In the days when pulley carts were popular, 18-year-old Maotou has always been a hero worshiped by teenagers on the street. Maotou is a master of making pulley carts.At that time, there were more than 20 pulley carts squeaking and rampaging on our street, and almost all of them were made by the eighteen-year-old Maotou. The cat is tall, with long legs and arms.Maotou's eyes were black and shiny like his mother's, and Maotou's nose was as tall and mighty as his father's.That's all.Maotou is actually a little handsome boy.Both of my older sisters said that.He said that he would definitely find a Shanghai girl to marry in the future.

So I don't believe that the nasty thing I saw the cat head doing that day is real. It was the first of September.The first day of school for the boys in the fall.I am a freshman in Hongqi Middle School in Blacksmith Lane.In the morning, I decided to put away my yellow schoolbag and adopt another school posture: I tucked all the textbooks and notebooks under my armpit. This is the difference between high school students and junior high school students on our street.You have to follow these street rules, and if you grew up on our street, you know that these street rules are much more important than school rules.

As soon as I went out, I saw my brother playing with my pulley outside the gate of the chemical factory. I yelled at him, "Stop!" He panicked, and I watched him let go of the bridle in a panic .The pulley carried half of his buttocks and hit the iron quotation board.I knew the pulley cart was going to die.I threw all the books under my arm onto the cement and rushed, kicking my brother's fart suit, but it was too late, and the four wheels of the pulley slipped off the wooden axle and rolled on the ground.It was almost class time at that time, the middle school students walked past the entrance of the chemical plant to the blacksmith lane, while my brother and I were sweating profusely repairing the pulley cart, but we couldn’t fix it. You must know that my brother is a waste and can’t help at all. busy.Later he said, weeping, "Go and find the cat's head."

Just go to the cat head.Maotou is at home every day.Maotou didn't want to go to the countryside to jump in the queue, so Maotou had the time to make so many pulley carts for us.We came to Maotou's house with a poor broken car.The dark red door was locked, and four hands knocked on the door at the same time, but no one answered.My brother said, "Has Maotou gone to school?" I said, "Fart! He graduated early." I thought Maotou didn't go out in the morning, so why didn't he open the door for me?Maybe he was hiding at home researching new pulley carts.I broke into Mu Mu's house next door, and I knew that jumping through the window of Mu Mu's house was the courtyard of Maotou's house, and the window of Maotou's room faced the courtyard, so I could see what he was doing, so I got into Maotou's house in front of the window.The window was open, but the curtains were drawn, and there was no sound inside.I gently opened a corner of the curtain and looked in, and saw Maotou standing on the floor, with the top of his red trousers down to his knees.Pussyhead is playing with his own cock.It's true, I won't lie to you at all.

How could the cat head do such a thing?I ran away with a strange cry, and turned back to the window of Mumu's house.I can't think of Maotou doing this kind of thing besides making pulley carts.When my younger brother saw me coming out, he asked, "Where is the cat's head?" I giggled.He was puzzled, and asked again, "What is Maotou doing?" I blushed and held back for a long time and said, "Maotou is a stinky hooligan." After speaking, I put the broken car on my brother's shoulder and ran towards the blacksmith. It was September 1st, the first day of fall school, but I was late on the first day.

What I want to tell is actually not just the story of the cat head. What I want to talk about is the whole day on September 1st. The things that happened that day were inexplicably strange and weird, but they seemed to have a profound meaning to me, and I can still remember them clearly until now. I was out of breath and ran to the door of the classroom to call for a report. The goddam things in the classroom were all grinning at me gleefully.Being late in the world happens every day, I don't know why they should laugh at me.Fatty Qi, a political teacher, nodded to me and said, "You are okay. You still remember the door of the classroom. Come in." As soon as I stepped into the classroom and opened the half-closed door, a broom and a dustpan fell on my head on the shoulders.I heard laughter in the classroom, it was all done by the bastard teacher Qi Dapang instigated the students to do it.Fatty Qi has always been like this.You have to know that he is not qualified to teach Marxist-Leninist politics at all.

I swallowed my anger and found my seat, only to find that the seat next to me was a woman, and it was Li Dongying.I'm even more angry.Why should I sit with the dirtiest and ugliest girl in the class?During class, I kept pushing Li Dongying out with my arms and legs, and Li Dongying just moved out in a daze. Finally, she was almost sitting in the aisle, so I gave up.I heard Big Fatty Qi suddenly check Chairman Mao's poems, he called Zhang Ai up, and he asked, "How many willows in the spring breeze?" Zhang Ai said, "Thousands of willows in the spring breeze." Fatty Qi He asked again: "How does the 600 million Shenzhou shake?" Zhang Ai touched his head and replied: "The 600 million Shenzhou is full of Shunyao." Dirty thing to do.Can you find him to fix that pulley cart?

"Wow!" The ugly wooden man Li Dongying suddenly opened his mouth wide and cried, and everyone looked at her in surprise. "What's the matter with you?" Fatty Qi walked off the podium, he looked at Li Dongying and then at me. "Did you make her cry?" I said, "I didn't provoke her, what can she do if she loves to cry?" Qi Dapang went to pull Li Dongying to sit in the original seat, but Li Dongying stiffly raised her head , Clamping her legs and still crying loudly, someone suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, she is bleeding!" Looking down at the chair she was sitting on, there was indeed blood, and then I was hit on the head by Qi Dapang, " It's your good deed again, get out of here." Qi Dafat scolded me while pulling me out and pushing me out of the door.I confused Li Dongying and left the classroom in a daze.Standing in front of the window and listening to Li Dongying cry for a while and then stopped abruptly.

I think everything that happened to me today is a ghost.But there is nothing to be sad about not letting me go to class.I walk along the school wall.The September sun was rushing past overhead.A little white one came in through a hole in the fence and was jumping around in the grass.The rabbit's eyes sparkled like rubies.I spread my legs to chase the rabbit, and the rabbit ran away in panic.I also don't know what's so fun about chasing rabbits.The question is, what's the fun if you don't force the rabbit? In the end, the rabbit was driven to the end of the wall by me, which was a dead corner, with the old abandoned warehouse of the school on one side.The rabbit just squatted in the corner, looking exactly like the damned Li Dongying.I strode up and caught the rabbit. I saw the rabbit closed its eyes, and then made a very strange cry.It was motionless in my hand, looking honest and docile.I tried to let go to see if it would run, but it still wouldn't run.I think that rabbit really looks like the wooden man Li Dongying.The September sun was beating overhead, and the rabbit's fur was warm and comfortable to the touch.I violently plucked a handful of fur from the rabbit and let it go.

The problem is still with the rabbit.That damned rabbit has a habit of digging holes. I saw it get in through the hole in the door of the old warehouse after it escaped. Then I heard a woman screaming in the old warehouse, followed by broken tables and chairs ping-pong I fell down on the ground with a bang, I ran to grab the door, knelt on the ground, looked down from the hole, first I saw four legs tangled together, and then I saw two people, a man and a woman, the man was us Secretary Jiang of the school is a music teacher who taught us to sing. What's the matter? I hold a handful of rabbit fur in my hand.The rabbit fur is warm and soft in the sun, with a snow-white luster. I lifted up the bundle of rabbit fur and looked at it carefully, and puffed up my cheeks to blow away the rabbit fur one by one as I walked.My face was hot and red.

After school, I walked with Zhang Ai. Zhang Ai was half a head shorter than me, but I knew he was well developed.When Zhang Ai walks with you, he has to hook his shoulders and back, but he is the only one who takes your share, and you definitely don’t have his share.That day Zhang Ai left the school gate with his arms around my shoulders.I was going east to go home, but he pushed me hard on the shoulder and walked west. Zhang Ai said, "Follow me to the lime yard to watch the excitement." I said, "What are you doing in the lime yard?" Zhang Ai said, "Someone made an agreement to fight one-on-one (one-on-one) there." I said, "My pulley is broken and I have to go home and fix it." Zhang Xiao sniffed and shooed me, he said, "What's playing with a pulley cart? I'll smash the stove for you tomorrow. Come with me to the quarry." "Who's with whom?" I asked. "Pig three and epilepsy eight," Whispering, I followed Zhang Ai towards the lime yard. The lime yard was the place where the construction team used to burn lime. Now the kiln has collapsed and it has become an open space. It is a good place for street mass meetings and youth duels. When I went to the quarry, I saw a lot of people gathered inside, some I knew and some I didn't know. You knew they were all thugs when you saw them.I leaned against a broken wall and refused to go. "Not a single dump." I said, "You fucking lied to me." "It's not the same thing if you just shake it. Bloodletting is necessary anyway." Zhang Xiao smiled and pushed me, "Go in!" "I'll take a look here first. I'll talk about it later." "Okay, we'll talk about it later." Zhang Ai hooked my shoulder again. It turned out to be a group fight, and I couldn't tell which of the large group of people was the pig-headed three and which was the skinny man.Suddenly, a strange cry erupted from the crowd, and then those figures fluctuated sharply. They jumped, collided, cursed, beat each other, neighing like galloping horses in the midday sun, which was spectacular. "I'm afraid the pig's head can't beat the epileptic eight. His eyes are blown." I said. "You know what a fart. The pig-headed three queens will attack people," Zhang Ai said. The situation in the quarry was just as I judged, Zhu Tou San couldn’t stand it anymore, I saw some of his men sneak out, at this moment Zhang Ai began to pant nervously, his arms hooked around my neck It strangled.I said to him: "Quickly let go." Zhang Ai stared at Zhu Tousan and didn't hear him at all.Zhang Ai's eyes turned green, and he suddenly pushed me, "Go, let's go!" "Are we going? Who are we helping?" "Of course it's Pig Three, he's my master." "I don't want to go." I grabbed a branch and said, letting go of my short hand, "I'm going back to fix the pulley." "Do you dare to go up?" Zhang Ai stared at ghostly eyes, "If you don't help me today, I will step on your ribs tomorrow." After Zhang Ai finished speaking, he jumped over the broken wall and rushed towards Laiba. Only then did I realize that Zhang Ai brought me to fight.Zhang Ai has quietly joined Zhutou San's team. I didn't know it beforehand. I saw Liba dodge Zhang Ai's pounce with a disdainful smile, and then raised his famous spring leg to kick Zhang Ai's chin. kick.Zhang Ai's face was deformed all of a sudden, his jaw was dislocated, Zhang Ai stood in the crowd holding his chin, and looked at me with despair and anger in his eyes.I shivered suddenly, turned around and ran towards the blacksmith.I don't think it's my fault, it's none of my business that Zhang Xiao kicked his chin off. When I was running as fast as I could at the blacksmith, I felt like the rabbit was being forced to run as fast as I could. In chronological order, it is time to talk about the afternoon of September 1st. On the afternoon of September 1st, I didn't go to school. I had been tinkering with the pulley at home.My parents are at home.Mother took out a bundle of red wool and asked Father to stretch out his arm to tighten the thread, and she began to twist the thread.The husband and wife cooperate with each other tacitly, the mother is like an aunt in the kindergarten, and the father is like a good child in the kindergarten. The mad woman next door has been crying intermittently since the afternoon.Crazy women cry irregularly, and our family is used to it.Whenever the next door is in trouble, the mother will criticize the man of the crazy woman, "Who made him obsessed with sex. Look for beautiful ones, not ugly ones. Well, I finally found a beautiful one. The beautiful one is crazy. "There is some philosophy in these words.But I think it's a bit confusing, as if it's not the woman who went crazy but her man Xiaomeng. It is also a habit for crazy women to always rush to the river beach from the back door of Meng's house after a long cry.It is said that crazy women like to drown.Then Xiaomeng came out and hugged the crazy woman's willow-like waist, and dragged her home.It was always like this, but the afternoon of September 1st was different.I saw the crazy woman with her upper body half naked, raising her arms and walking towards the water. The dirty and black water had reached her waist.Xiao Meng has not yet come out to save her.I screamed: "She's going to drown!" While winding the thread, the mother said, "Why isn't Xiaomeng coming out yet?" The father replied, "I'm afraid Xiaoyu has murderous intentions." I saw the crazy woman go deeper and deeper, and now her full and white breasts floated on the water like water lilies.She raised her arms like Wu Qinghua was tied to a coconut tree.The blood all over my body suddenly became hot, "I'll save her!" I yelled like this and rushed towards the river beach.I jumped into the river and swam to the mad woman.You must know that saving people in the water is very skillful. You can't grab the hand of the drowning person, but grab her hair. You have to carry him to the shore like a chicken, otherwise everyone will die together.I grabbed the crazy woman's hair and swam back. Unexpectedly, she hugged me and stuck to my body. "Let go, don't hug me." I turned pale with fright, but the crazy woman didn't care about your skills and safety, her smooth body pecked at me like a fish, full of dangerous heat.Soon I also became a drowning person. If my father hadn't arrived in time, I would have gone to the East China Sea Dragon King with the crazy woman to hang out. My father and I pushed the crazy woman to the back door of Xiaoyu's house with our bodies wet.I want to say that the crazy woman is really beautiful. I dare not look at her half-naked body anymore on the shore. My father said to me: "Turn your face away." I turned my face away, and I felt that something was wrong with me. Xiao Meng's face flashed darkly at the back door, dragged the crazy woman in, and then slammed the door shut.He didn't even say "thank you", which is really rude.My father and I rescued his wife, but he slammed the door on us.In my opinion, Xiao Meng is not worthy of living in this world. When I was changing clothes in the room, I heard someone walk into my house, and the voice was cat head fucking.She hurriedly told her mother about the cat's head and the cat's head.I asked through a door panel, "What's the matter with the cat's head?" "Just about to ask you," said the mother, "the cat's head is gone." "Why is the cat's head gone?" I said, "What does it matter to me that he's gone?" "Maotou told his sister that he wants to settle accounts with you," Maotou knocked on the door panel, "what's the matter with you? Do you know where Maotou is?" "Account? What account?" I was surprised, and suddenly remembered what happened in the morning.Maybe the cathead knows I saw him do something nasty?I thought about it and said aloud, "I didn't see it! I didn't see what he did!" I'm so annoyed, can I be blamed for what happened in the morning?Why does Maotou settle accounts with me?I'm still a little scared.After all, the headhunter is a cat head, since he wants to settle accounts with me, he should have done it sooner, why can't he find anyone? There was chaos in the street at night, and a woman's cry was suddenly heard, which sounded like an alarm.I ran out the door and saw people all over the street.A tricycle passed slowly through the crowd. The rider was Maotou's father, and Maotou's mother was sitting in the car covering her face and crying.I saw the cat's head covered in blood on the tricycle.It turned out that the cat's head was dead. My scalp was numb and I was dumbfounded. "How did the cat head die?" "Get hit by a car." "Maotou played with a pulley cart and got into the belly of the car." I chased that tricycle.I saw the cat's head was covered with a handkerchief.His long arms and legs, which had been run over by the car, lay loosely on the floor of the car. I couldn't see Maotou's face, but I saw Maotou's own pulley piled up beside him.The most beautiful pulley on the street in the past is now a pile of scrap iron and wood.What I can't figure out is that Maotou's skill in driving a pulley cart is unmatched. How could he let the car crash? The last thing I want to talk about is the night of September 1st.That was the last night I slept in when I was a student.I had a fever at night, I knew I had a bad fever but I didn't want to tell my parents.I wrapped an old blanket tightly and lay on the small bed. I heard the silence of the street outside, the crickets singing in the corner, the night fog gradually filled the city, got into your window, and my thoughts were flying at an altitude of 8,000 meters.If it is really thought, you can cut that mess with a thousand pairs of scissors.I don't know if I fell asleep or not, but I just remember dreaming incessantly in my head, one of which I'm ashamed to talk about.In the dream, my pulley was whizzing away passionately on a deserted road...