Chapter 4 Chapter Four

In the days that followed, he didn't listen to his apprentice's advice and went to the government gate to continue playing dead dogs, and deputy mayor Ma didn't send anyone to look for him.The old wife babbled, thinking that he wanted to save face and suffer, and scolded him that a dead cat couldn't help it up a tree.He threw a teacup on the ground, his eyes were like flames, staring straight at her skinny face.She dared to look at him at first, but soon became timid.With her head lowered, she took out a small black leather purse with white edges from the small pocket in front of her apron, put it gently on the table, and said in a very irresponsible tone: "There are still ninety Nine yuan, this is all our belongings!"

After saying this, she hid in the kitchen, and there was a thumping sound from there.He knew she was smashing bones.After a while, she turned back again, held a coin in her bone-stained palm, and said solemnly: "I'm sorry, there's one more yuan, I put it under the table leg, I almost forgot!" She put the coin next to her purse, a wry smile on her face.He looked for her eyes angrily, as long as he could meet her eyes, he could silently pour out thousands of words of dissatisfaction with her that he had suppressed for most of his life.Because his wife was unable to bear children, she spent her entire life as a child in front of him.But she turned sharply, so that the anger in his eyes could only be sprayed on her arched back.She was wearing a yellow flower woven silk shirt with a black background that she picked up from nowhere and was inappropriate for her age. A yellow sunflower pattern as big as a washbasin radiated an old light on her hunchback.He raised his fist, aiming at the dirty purse to smash it down, but his fist froze in the air.He sighed, retracted his arms, and sat down on the stool dejectedly.A man who can't earn money to support his family has no right to be angry with his wife.

One bright morning, he threw away the wooden crutches and walked out of the house.The bright sun hurt his eyes, and he felt like a mouse that had lived in a burrow for years.Colorful cars are driving slowly on the street, and a few motorcycles are crawling around in the gaps of the cars, like wild rabbits.He really wanted to walk across the road, but the rush of traffic made him tremble with fear.He vaguely remembered that there was an overpass in front of him, so he walked along the sidewalk that had just been paved with colorful cement blocks.After decades of living in the city, he found himself with less guts than a countryman.A countryman riding a heavy-duty bicycle like a lump of cast iron, dragging a gasoline barrel of roasted sweet potatoes, steamed across the road, and even a limousine had to give way to him.Two countrymen, carrying saws and axes on their backs, wandered on the street whistling. The little man in the corduroy coat nonchalantly swung his ax and chopped Fatong on the side of the road.His heart trembled, as if the ax fell on himself.Under the Fatong tree on the side of the road, there is a peddler every few steps, greeting him warmly.They and they sell all kinds of things, ranging from home appliances to buttons, everything.There was a black man with triangular eyes squatting under a tree with a cigarette dangling from his mouth and leading two fat piglets by the hand.

"Master, do you want to buy a piglet?" The man said enthusiastically, "This is a real Yorkie, an excellent breed, very humane, and very hygienic. It is much better than keeping dogs and cats. Now in Western countries , It is no longer popular to keep dogs and cats. The most fashionable thing there is to raise pigs. According to the research of the United Nations, the animals on the earth have the highest IQ. Except for humans, they are pigs. Pigs can read and draw. , if you are patient, you can teach it to sing and dance.” He took out half a crumpled newspaper from his pocket, stepped on the rope that tied the pig to his feet, freed his hand, pointed to the words on the newspaper, and said, “Mr. , I have nothing to prove, I have newspapers to prove it, you see, here it is printed, an old woman in Ireland has a pig, it is like a babysitter, and every morning, the pig helps her get the newspaper, and then helps her She bought milk and bread, then cleaned the floor and boiled water for her. It’s no surprise that one day the old woman had a heart attack. The clever pig ran to the emergency center, called an ambulance, and saved the old woman’s life. Life"

The sweet words of the pig seller summoned a long-lost happy mood from the bottom of his heart.He lowered his head and looked at the two little pigs with kind eyes.Their hind legs are tied by ropes, and their bodies are tightly close together, much like a pair of twin brothers.Their fur is very shiny, and there is a black flower growing on their bellies.Their stubby mouths are pink, and their round eyes are like shiny black glass balls.A girl with soaring braids moved her fat short legs, came into his sight, and squatted in front of the little pig.The little pig was frightened, and suddenly separated to the two sides, making a "barking" like a puppy barking from its mouth.A radiant young woman followed the little girl into his sight, stretched out two arms as white as jade, and hugged the little girl.The little girl kicked her legs and cried so loudly that the young woman had no choice but to put her on the ground.The little girl boldly moved closer to the little pig, and the little pig hurriedly stuck together again.The little girl stretched out her glutinous rice-like hands to the little pig, and the little pig was close to each other, their bodies trembling.Her little hand finally touched the piglet's body. They barked like puppies, but they didn't run away.The girl looked up at the young woman, and laughed "giggle" loudly.The pig-seller flicked his tongue, and recounted the set of words just said more colorfully.With a charming smile on her face, the young woman looked at the man selling pigs.She was wearing a long orange dress that looked like a burning torch.Her skirt opened very low, and when she bent over, her plump white breasts could be seen faintly.He looked there involuntarily, and felt ashamed after looking there, as if he had made a serious mistake.He noticed that the pig seller was also staring there.The young woman still wanted to take the girl away, but the girl's crying shattered her attempts again and again.He saw a heavy gold chain hanging around the young woman's neck and two green jade bracelets on her wrists.He also smelled a strong fragrance emanating from her body, which was more fragrant than the jasmine tea the factory manager had entertained him, and even more fragrant than the fragrance from the factory manager's female secretary. Head slightly dizzy.The pig seller found out who his most likely buyer was, and he spit on the little girl to promote the benefits of raising pigs, and forcefully pushed the little pig towards the girl. The little pig squealed and refused to come. Go before the girl's eyes.Later, while scratching the belly of the two little pigs with his hands in turn, he said to the little girl in a sweet tone: "Come on, little sister, pet these two lovely little babies."

The piglets calmed down under his scratching, they hummed happily, their eyes were blurred, their bodies swayed, and finally they limp on the ground.The girl boldly grabbed the little pig's ears and poked the little pig's belly. The little pig groaned and was about to fall asleep happily. The young woman seemed to have made up her mind, she lifted the girl and left, but the girl's violent howling prevented her from moving forward.She had to put the girl down.As soon as the girl's feet touched the ground, she wobbled back in front of the little pig, and the crying stopped immediately.A sly smile appeared on the corner of the pig seller's mouth, and he started another round of lobbying.The young woman asked, "How much is a head?"

The man nodded, and said firmly: "Sell it to someone else, three hundred for each head; sell it to you, two heads for five hundred!" The young woman said, "Can it be cheaper?" The man said: "Sister, you can see clearly, what kind of pigs are these! These are not two ordinary pigs, these are two purebred -York cubs-! Don't say they are two live pigs, you go to the big shopping mall to have a look , It costs two hundred yuan to buy a toy pig! If my son hadn’t gotten married and vacated the house, let alone five hundred yuan, even if he gave me five thousand yuan, he wouldn’t sell it!”

The young woman smiled sweetly, and said: "Stop bragging, if you brag any more, it will become a mouthful!" "They're basically mouths!" "I don't have any money with me." "No problem, I'll deliver it to your door!" At first the man wanted to lead the piglets away, but they ran around unruly.The man bent down and picked them up, one arm clamping one end.Piglet squealed in his arms.The man said: "Baby, don't bark, you have fallen into the blessing, and you will soon become the happiest pigs on earth, live the happiest life, you should laugh, you shouldn't bark"

The man carried the piglet, and followed the young woman into an alley.The girl poked her head out from the young woman's shoulder and laughed loudly at the little pig. He watched the little pig and people far away, and his heart was full of melancholy.Then he continued on, until he reached the overpass.Standing on the overpass, the charming beauty of the young woman was still shaking in his mind.Vendors who set up street stalls also gathered on the overpass, and most of them had laid-off faces.The overpass trembled slightly, and the hot wind blew in.The car under the bridge is like running water, and the asphalt road is shining.He condescendingly saw that his apprentice Lu Xiaohu was wearing a yellow vest, riding a tricycle on the opposite sidewalk.A white cloth awning was set up on the back seat of the car, and two nobles, a man and a woman, sat under the awning.The wheels turned so fast that the spokes could not be discerned, and each wheel was a phantom silver shadow.The heads of the men and women in the car stuck together from time to time, and Lu Xiaohu's hair was dripping with sweat.This apprentice has a bad temper, he thought, but he is a skilled fitter, and a good fitter does everything well.

He got off the overpass and entered the farmer's market full of hope.The roof of the market is covered with green nylon rain-shielding panels, which make the vendors behind the long cement stalls look disheartened.The smells of vegetables, meat, fish, and fried food are mixed together, and so are the loud cries of selling.At the vegetable stall, he met Wang Dalan, a female worker from the same factory. The one-armed woman guarded a pile of sticky strawberries and greeted him warmly: "Master Ding, long time no see, Master Ding!" He stopped in his tracks, and then recognized three fellow workers from the same factory around Wang Dalan.They all smiled at him.They all pointed to the things in front of them for him to eat.

"Master Ding, eat strawberries!" "Master Ding, eat tomatoes!" "Master Ding, eat carrots!" He originally wanted to inquire about the business situation, but seeing their faces, he felt that there was no need to ask anything.Yes, life is hard, but as long as you are willing to work hard and put down your airs, you can still live.But at my age, it is obviously inappropriate to go to the vegetable stall with young people, and it is even more inappropriate to pull three rounds with apprentices. I can't do the business of selling piglets by myself. He has a good mouth that can bring the dead to life, but his old man is famous for his clumsy mouth and few words in the agricultural machinery factory.He was a little disappointed, but not yet desperate. It was the purpose of his trip to come out to explore the market and find a job that suits him.He didn't believe that in this huge city, he couldn't find a way to make money that suited him.Just when he was basically desperate, God showed him a way to make money. It was dusk at that time, and he unconsciously turned to the hill behind the agricultural machinery factory.The bloody sunset shines on the artificial lake behind the mountain, and the water surface is full of brilliance.On the road around the lake, there are couples of men and women walking leisurely.He has worked in the agricultural machinery factory for decades, but he has never climbed this small hill once, and of course he has never taken a walk by the lake.He has really taken the factory as his home for decades, and behind those dozens of certificates are buckets of sweat.He turned his eyes to his own factory, where the bustling workshop in the past lay there lonely, the clanging sound of beating steel had become a dream of yesterday, the chimney that had left black smoke for decades was no longer emitting smoke, the factory area The open space is full of substandard soda cans and rusty harvesters, and the back of the small cafeteria is full of wine bottles. The factory is dead, and the factory without workers is like a cemetery.His eyes were hot, and there was a bit of grief and anger in his heart.The twilight was getting heavier and heavier, and the cloudy air was rising on the hillside covered with lush shrubs. A bird uttered a strange cry, which startled him.He rubbed his sore legs, stood up, and walked down the mountain. Below the hill, not far from the artificial lake, is a cemetery, where more than a hundred heroes who died in the city's fighting thirty years ago are buried.Around the cemetery, there are lush green trees, including pine trees, cypress trees, and dozens of poplars soaring into the sky.When he walked to the cemetery, the pain in his leg forced him to sit on a concrete plinth.There is a nest of crows and a nest of magpies on the poplar tree.The crows croaked, and the magpies circled silently.He rubbed his legs, and as he rubbed his legs, he saw that on the flat ground under the poplar trees, the shell of a bus was abandoned.The wheels are gone, the glass in the windows is gone, and the paint is mostly gone.He couldn't figure out why someone brought this car body here.Occupational habits made him think that this thing could be transformed into a house.At this time, he saw a man and a woman sneaking out from the cemetery, like two unreal shadows, flashing into the red and rusty bus shell.His breathing became inexplicably tense.One old man wants to leave here quickly, but the other old man is reluctant to part.When the two old men were fighting fiercely, a soft and beautiful moan came from the bus shell.Later, there was a woman's uncontrollable scream, which was somewhat similar to the meow of a cat, but there was a clear difference.Lao Ding couldn't see his face, but he felt his ears were hot, and even the breath from his nostrils was burning like fire.There was a rustling sound in the bus shell, and a man jumped out from inside.After a few minutes, the woman also flashed out from inside.He held his breath like a thief hiding in the grass.He didn't stand up slowly until the man's rather majestic cough sounded in the woods outside the cemetery. Lao Ding, who wanted to leave, and the curious Lao Ding fought again, fighting, and his feet brought him into the bus shell.The inside of the car was dark, and a damp rusty smell came to his nostrils. There were some gray things twisted messily on the ground. He kicked it with his foot and judged that it was toilet paper.A hoarse voice shouted: "Master—Master Ding—where are you—?" It was apprentice Lu Xiaohu who was shouting. He walked forward quietly for a while, stabilized his emotions, and then responded to the apprentice's shout: "Stop shouting, I am here!"