Chapter 20 Section 19

The second time we met Dai Dai, she was still sitting in the last row of the classroom.She is the shortest. If we hadn't known her location in advance, we would never have found her out of the eight or sixty-four children.Cold air swept across Daicheng, the wind outside was strong, and dust was floating everywhere.It's not the kind of day to take a kid out for fun, but we've got to buy her a present and grab a treat. Xiao Su and I stood at the door of the classroom, Lao Yang went in and led the child out, and Teacher Lin walked to the door. "Does the child have any taboos?" Xiao Su asked.

"No," Teacher Lin said, "just don't make her overwhelmed." We were holding the baby and she didn't seem to know what was going on.On this day, she was wearing old clothes that fit well, and a pair of cloth shoes on her feet.We walked out along the quiet cement road of the orphanage. When we reached the gate, the concierge had already known us and let us out without checking any documents.Only then did the child look back at the door, and suddenly sighed.I wanted to ask her if she was upset about something, she sighed at a young age.Later, I thought, an orphan, do you still have to ask what's wrong?

We didn't ride and it was so cold we had to walk across the path to catch the bus.The child looked curiously at the distant mountains.Obviously, even this way, she doesn't take it often.We breathed the crisp air, contented, and heard the rustling of footsteps, a movement of our own making, as if from some other invisible being.Xiao Su also sighed. The child looked up at us.Yang Chi knelt down and said to the child: "You are tired from walking, let me carry you out." The child did not nod or refuse.Lao Yang picked her up and let her sit on his elbow.Go straight to the intersection.

We encountered an unexpected taxi, which ran towards the city with full power, and was intercepted by Xiaosu.After getting in the car, the driver looked back at us suspiciously, and then at Xiao Su who was in the passenger seat. "Where are you from?" the driver asked. "Native," I said. "Then why do you speak Mandarin?" the driver said, "and bring a child?" "We are actors, so we speak Mandarin. Children are child actors, understand?" Yang Chi said. We discussed, where exactly?Is it a zoo, or a fried chicken shop?In the end, it was agreed to go buy the fucking shoes first.She couldn't walk at all in those cloth shoes.

"Hello, Dai Dai." Yang Chi introduced himself, "My surname is Yang, the uncle on the right is named Lu, and the one in front is named Su. We are Uncle Yang, Uncle Lu, and Brother Su." "Fuck you, I'm also an uncle." Xiao Su said. "I'll be your brother," I said, "I don't care." The child looked at Lao Yang, wondering what we meant.I don't know what she was thinking, but she probably thought we were kind. The car drove all the way to the city center, and Xiao Su paid the fare.We bought a pair of well-fitting sneakers from a well-known children's clothing store, white with pink patterns, and the child walked a few steps on the ground in the shoes, and everything was normal.Walking out of the shop, Lao Yang raised his hand and threw the pair of cloth shoes on the top of the tree. One of them was not caught and fell down. He threw it again and it fell down again.In the end he could only climb up the tree and put the shoe between the branches.

"Your Uncle Yang has obsessive-compulsive disorder. Is it fun?" I asked the child.The child still didn't speak, just looked at me. Next, we went to the fried chicken shop.Where I used to fight, Lao Yang easily killed a spicy burger like he did in college, took a sip of Coke, and easily killed the same burger.At this time, there was only half of the non-spicy burger left in the child's hand. "It's delicious." Xiao Su sighed. She ate ice cream, French fries, Coke, and chicken nuggets.I never knew a small child could eat so much.She didn't stop chewing until she hiccupped and fell into a daze, then stuffed her mouth full of food and looked at Lao Yang.During the whole process, the child didn't say a word.Now I understand what Teacher Lin said, don't make her overwhelmed.

Lao Yang looked at his watch. "It's nap time, go home. Spit out your mouth, you ate too much." We didn't go to Xiaosu's house that afternoon, as Xiaosu's house was like a kennel, and we were afraid that the ignorant dog would frighten the children, so we went to Pesticide New Village.Lao Yang adopted the child without telling his parents, so he could only bring him into my house. My mother was enjoying the quiet time of reading magazines and knitting in the afternoon. Seeing that we brought a child in, my mother put down the knitting and looked at us with a puzzled look, which meant that you were drunk again today?This girl is too young, and she doesn't seem to be able to sell roses.I said: "Don't guess, this is a serious orphan adopted by Yang Chi. It is produced by the orphanage, and it is guaranteed to be fake." My mother said: "Die, what do you want to do? Why don't you get married if you want a child?" Chi said: "The three of us cannot register for marriage." My mother rushed over and tore his mouth.

Facts have proved that my mother has little experience in raising children. She cares more about appearance, and handsome and polite people are her favorites.Under her management, I have been clean since I was a child, and I have a sweet mouth. If I fail to meet the requirements, I will be beaten by her.I later became a social scum, purely pretending, but in essence I was always afraid of dirt, polite, and hypocritical, and at the same time hated all kinds of finger-pointing.Anyway, my mother looked at the child's face for a while, and said that her face was chapped, and she was probably a child from the country.I said, "Why don't you think it's crying?" My mother said, "It's possible." I asked again, "What should children pay attention to when taking a nap?" My mother thought for a while and said, "Keep it warm. "At this time, my dad came in and brought a group of people to play mahjong at the table. We hid in the bedroom of the second elder and didn't say a word.My mother spread out the quilt and helped the child take off her coat to let her take a nap. When she saw the child's sweater and wool trousers, she couldn't help frowning again, saying that the sweater was poorly knitted, it was full of skipped stitches, and it was made of acrylic.

On this day, they shouted a piece of news outside, Mrs. Wan was found out as a prostitute.Mrs. Wan is over forty years old. In this difficult time, she has finally started a life of flesh and blood.Those who played mahjong shamelessly said that this kind of thing only happened in remote provinces, but it happened in Daicheng unexpectedly. It takes a lot of courage to be a chicken in your forties.My mother couldn't stand it anymore, and yelled loudly through the wall: "Stop talking, there are children inside!" Someone said: "Your home is not bad, you have been arrested for selling pornography." When my mother heard this, she lost her temper and turned to give me a glare.I pointed to the child, and she fell asleep even when she was noisy, so we tiptoed out and closed the door that couldn't be closed forcefully, and the door frame screamed.I don't think there is any need for an earthquake in this building. If it is so noisy, it will collapse sooner or later.

This afternoon, we stood by and listened to them discussing how Lao Wan would deal with his wife.Some people said that Lao Wan knew about it and acquiesced, while others said that Lao Wan was going to kill his wife, but the logic didn’t make sense. A woman can be killed if she cheats.Anyway, they were all gloating, and no one considered Lao Wan's feelings. It is said that Mrs. Wan was seen in front of a shopping mall, and she dressed herself up.I thought she was going to put on a pink coat, fishnet stockings, high heels or whatever, but no, that's the way foreign chickens dress up and would be hauled away in China immediately.Mrs. Wan was wearing a blue chemical fiber suit, exactly like the salesperson in the mall. She had her hair permed and some lipstick on, and she appeared on the street in a well-groomed image that was different from that of the rotten women.

The person at the mahjong table nodded, yes, she kept saying that she had found a job as a counter at a shopping mall, so she went to stand on the street.That's good, at least you don't have to change clothes. Her business is pretty good, uniform temptation, some people even like shopping mall salesperson.Although she was a little older, those who were also selling on the street were not as tall as her in stature and appearance.They even had secret signs to hold a man and say "Do you want to eat Huamei?" in slang.If a person is sensible, answer her "Is it a cannonball?" and smash her words to pieces.She would nod and admit that having sex and eating plums are the same thing. They are concerned about another matter, how much money will be spent to beat Mrs. Wan (in fact, it should be the bombing of Mrs. Wan).We all know that the average price at the entrance of the shopping mall is 50 yuan.But no one knows what Mrs. Wan's transaction price is, and no one dares to try it. Maybe twenty, maybe one hundred, anyway, the difference is not very big. (Yang Chi said, fart, the difference is huge.) We couldn't stand it anymore and went to the yard to smoke.Yang Chi looked upstairs. Mrs. Wan's house was on the fifth floor. "If Mrs. Wan jumped off the building, she should have just landed in your yard." I nod.This may happen. Mrs. Wan is a person who likes to jump off buildings. Sometimes she quarrels with Lao Wan and she sits on the balcony railing. Last time the fox dog was smashed to death, she also lay on the railing, as big as crazy Shouting to commit suicide scared my mother so much that she didn't dare to dry the quilt.Now the chicken incident broke out.Was it Mrs. Wan who jumped off, or Lao Wan, or two people jumping together, or even the whole family?I can't figure it out either.The courtyard of my house is a concrete floor, and if you float down from the fifth floor, you will die. We went home, went into the bedroom to check the situation, and found that the child was awake, wearing a sweater and wool pants, standing barefoot on the ground crying.When I saw it, it was over, she wet the bed, all in the place where my mother slept.This is very troublesome, my mother loves to be clean, and if she hangs the quilt, she has to worry about Mrs. Wan flying down, and things will all get mixed up.We rushed to pick up the baby, and my mother came in and said angrily, "Did you pee on her before going to bed?" We shook our heads together and forgot.From the time she swallowed the non-spicy burger, to eating ice cream, to drinking soda, she never urinated, and she didn't say she wanted to.My mother scolded: "You are all dead people? You don't know how to piss when you have a child." Immediately, she wrapped the child in clothes and carried it into the bathroom to tidy up.The mahjong players noticed and said, "Hey? Whose child?" I said, "Yang Chi adopted an orphan." This caused a sensation, Yang Chi, this bastard, actually adopted an orphan.In our building, there are laid-off workers, gamblers, and occasionally chicken cooks. At present, there are caring people like Yang Chi, and finally let people see the beauty of the world.I said, "It costs more than 1,000 yuan a year." Wow. Yang Chi's father happened to come in to watch the mahjong game, and by the way asked about Mrs. Wan's price, when he heard that Yang Chi had brought an orphan back, he was also dumbfounded.After asking for a long time, I understood the question, and I also knew that it cost more than a thousand.He couldn't figure it out, and when he got in touch with Wan's family to make chickens because of poverty, Yang's family could spend money to buy a child, so he casually scolded Yang Chi: "Are you rich? Send this child back to me at night. You Can you bring the kids?" The child just came out of the bathroom and saw Yang Chi being scolded in a disheveled face.The child actually knew everything, and suddenly ran over from behind and hugged Yang Chi's father's leg. "Grandpa, don't send me back, I will never wet the bed again." Yang Chi's father turned his head and saw the child, his face was covered with chapped tears, and there were still tears that hadn't been wiped away. This was not an orphan, it was just a toy found in a thrift store.The people playing mahjong around looked at Yang Chi's father like a beast.And he was hit at this moment, and the party spirit accumulated over ten years of party years exploded. He suddenly knelt down and hugged the child, took off his glasses and began to sob. "Grandpa won't send you back!"