Chapter 13 twelve

Xiangzi wanted to find a place to sit down and think about it carefully, even if he could only cry once after thinking about it, he would know what he was crying about; things were changing so fast that his brain could no longer keep up.There was no place for him to sit, and there was snow everywhere.The small teahouses were all closed, and it was past ten o'clock; even if they were open, he refused to go in, he was willing to find a quiet place, and he knew that the tears in his eyes could fall at any time. Since I have no place to sit, I have no choice but to walk slowly; but where are we going?

In this silver-white world, there is no place for him to sit down, and no place for him to go; in the vast expanse of whiteness, only hungry birds and desperate people know what lamenting is. Where are you going?This is a problem, don't think of anything else!Next to the store?no!With his clothes, he could lose something in the middle of the night, not to mention how terrible the lice in the store are.Go to a bigger store?He couldn't afford it. He only had five dollars in his hand, and it was his entire property.Go to the bathroom?Come home at twelve o'clock, can't stay overnight.nowhere to go.

Because I have nowhere to go, I feel more embarrassed.I've been in the city for a few years, and all I have left is a suit of clothes and five yuan; even the bedding is gone!From this, he thought of tomorrow, what should he do tomorrow?Pulling the cart, and going to pull the cart, hum, the result of pulling the cart is that I can't find a place to live, but the remaining money is robbed by others!For a small business, the capital is only five yuan, and even the poles have to be bought on the spot. Besides, which business can definitely make money?Pulling a cart can cost thirty or forty cents on the ground, but doing a small business requires capital, and there is no hope of earning three meals.After eating all the capital, and then going to pull the cart, wouldn't he take off his pants and fart, and lose five yuan in vain?The five dollars cannot be easily let go of a dime, this is the last hope!Being a servant is not good at it: serving people, no; washing clothes and cooking, no!I can't do anything, I can't do anything, I'm just a stupid, black and thick waste!

Unknowingly, he came to Zhong Hai.On the bridge, the left and right are empty, and at a glance, it is full of snowflakes.Only then did he seem to realize that the snow hadn't stopped, and when he touched his head, the woolen hat was already very wet.There was no one on the bridge, not even the policeman hiding somewhere, and a few electric lights seemed to be blinking uncontrollably because of the snow.Xiangzi looked at the snow outside, feeling at a loss. He stood on the bridge for a long time, the world seemed to have died, there was no sound, no movement, the gray snowflakes seemed to have a chance, flustered, brisk, and kept falling, wanting people to unknowingly throw the world away buried.In this silence, Xiangzi heard the whisper of his conscience.Don't worry about yourself for now, you still have to go back and see the Cao family first.Only Mrs. Cao and Gao Ma were left, not a single man!Didn't Mr. Cao give the last five yuan?Not daring to think any more, he pulled up his legs and walked back, very fast.

There are some footprints outside the door, and there are two newly printed driveways on the road.Has Mrs. Cao already left?Why didn't the person surnamed Sun take them? Don't dare to push the door, for fear of being caught again.Looking left and right, there was no one, his heart was beating, try it, he is homeless anyway, if you get caught, just catch him. Gently push the door, the door is open.Walking two steps along the wall, I saw the light in my own room was on, my own room!He's going to cry.I bent over and walked over, went out the window and listened, there was a cough in the room, Gao Mama's voice!He opened the door.

"Who? Yo, you! You scared me to death!" Gao Ma held her heart, gathered herself up, and sat on the bed. "Xiangzi, what's the matter?" Xiangzi couldn't answer, but felt as if he hadn't seen her for many years, and his heart was filled with heat. "What's the matter?" Gao Mama asked as if she was about to cry, "You haven't come back yet, but my husband called and told us to go to Zuo Zhai, and said you would come soon. You came, but I didn't open the door for you." The door? I saw that you were still with a stranger, so I didn't say a word, and hurried in to help my wife pack up. You never went in. The fire under the black light taught my wife and I to scramble. I slept soundly, and I was hugged out of the hot quilt again. After wrapping up the bag, I went to the study to pick up the paintings. You never saw your face. What happened to you? Let me ask you! The rough tidying up , I came out to see you, okay, you’re gone! My wife was so angry—and half anxious—she was trembling. I had to call a taxi. But we can’t just leave with nothing.

Okay, I hit my wife on the bridge of the nose, and I told my wife to go, and I watched.When Xiangzi comes back, I will rush to the left house immediately; if I don’t come back, I will accept my fate!How can you say that!What's the matter with you, tell me! " Xiangzi didn't say anything. "Speak up! Is it okay to be dumbfounded? What's going on?" "Let's go!" Xiangzi managed to find a sentence: "Let's go!" "Are you looking after the house?" Mama Gao's anger subsided a little. "When you see sir, tell me that the detectives caught me, but, and yet, they didn't catch me!"

"What does that sound like?" Mama Gao was so angry that she almost laughed. "Listen!" Xiangzi hung up his head, "tell sir to run quickly, the detective said, you can definitely catch him. The left house is not a safe place either. Run! You go, I will jump to Wang's house and sleep overnight .I will lock the gate of this block. Tomorrow, I will look for my business. I'm sorry, Mr. Cao!" "The more I talk, the more confused I become!" Mama Gao sighed. "Come on, I'm leaving. The young master is still freezing. Hurry up and have a look! I'll tell you what Xiangzi told you, and tell him to run. Tonight Xiangzi will lock the door and jump to sleep at Wang's house; He's going to look for something tomorrow. That's it, isn't it?"

Xiangzi nodded in embarrassment. After Gao Ma left, Xiangzi locked the door and went back to the house.The broken gourd jar was still lying on the ground. He picked up a tile and looked at it, and threw it on the ground as before.The bedding on the bed did not move.Strange, what is going on?Isn't Detective Sun a real detective?cannot!If Mr. Cao didn't see any danger, why would he abandon his home and run away? not understand!not understand!He unconsciously sat on the edge of the bed.As soon as he sat down, he stood up again as if startled.Can't stay here for long!What if that person surnamed Sun comes back? !I turned around very quickly in my heart: I'm sorry Mr. Cao, but Gao Mama brought a letter back to teach him to run fast, and it's finally passable.In terms of conscience, Xiangzi did not intend to deceive others, and he himself was wronged.I lost my own money first, so I can no longer control Mr. Cao.Talking to himself, he was going to pack up the bed while he was chattering like this.

He picked up the bedding, turned off the lights, and ran to the backyard.Putting down the bedding, he put his hands on the wall and called in a low voice: "Old Cheng! Old Cheng!" Old Cheng is the coachman of the Wang family.No one agreed, Xiangzi made up his mind to jump over first.Throw the bedclothes and fall on the snow without making any sound.His heart skipped a beat.Immediately afterwards, he climbed up to the top of the wall and jumped over it.He picked up the bedding on the snow and went to find Lao Cheng gently.He knew where Lao Cheng was.Everyone seemed to be asleep, and there was not a sound in the whole courtyard.Xiangzi suddenly felt that being a thief was not so difficult, so he took a little courage and walked on the ground. The snow was very solid and made a little noise.After finding Lao Cheng's house, he coughed.Lao Cheng seemed to have just laid down: "Who?"

"I, Xiangzi! Open the door!" Xiangzi spoke very naturally and softly, as if he heard Lao Cheng's voice, as if hearing the comfort of a relative. Old Cheng turned on the light, and opened the door wearing a ragged leather jacket: "What's the matter? Xiangzi! In the middle of the night! " Xiangzi went in, put the bedding on the ground, sat on it, and was speechless again. Lao Cheng is in his thirties, and his face and body are lumpy and hard.On weekdays, Xiangzi didn't have any friendship with him, but they always nodded and talked when they met.Sometimes, Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Cao went out to the streets together, and they had a chance to drink tea and rest together.Xiangzi didn't admire Lao Cheng very much. Lao Cheng ran very fast, but he was flustered and always seemed to be unable to hold the handlebars steadily.Although Lao Cheng was a good man, Xiangzi couldn't fully admire him because of this shortcoming. Today, Xiangzi thinks that Lao Cheng is completely cute.Sitting there, unable to say anything, but grateful and affectionate in my heart.Just now, he was standing on the bridge in Zhonghai; now, he is sitting in the room with an acquaintance; the sudden change made his heart feel empty; Old Cheng got under the quilt again, pointed to the torn leather jacket and said, "Xiangzi smoke, there are some in his pocket, Bieye." The villa brand cigarettes have been changed to "Bieye" by the coachmen since they were born. Xiangzi never smoked, but this time he seemed unable to refuse, so he took a cigarette and put it between his lips. "What's the matter?" Old Cheng asked, "You quit your job?" "No," Xiangzi said, still sitting on the bedding, "something has happened! Mr. Cao's family has run away, and I dare not look after the house alone!" "What's wrong?" Old Cheng sat up again. "I can't tell, but the trouble is not small anyway, even Gao Ma has left!" "The four doors are wide open, no one cares?" "I locked the door!" "Hmph!" Old Cheng pondered for a long time, "May I tell Mr. Wang to go?" He said, and was about to put on his clothes. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, it's hard to tell!" Xiangzi was afraid that Mr. Wang would question him. The thing that Xiangzi couldn't explain clearly was this: Mr. Cao taught how many hours of homework in a university.There is a student named Ruan Ming in the school who has always been good to Mr. Cao and often comes to talk to him.Mr. Cao is a socialist, and Ruan Ming's thinking is more intense, so the two are very compatible.However, their age and status made them have a little conflict: Mr. Cao, from the standpoint of a teacher, should devote himself to teaching, while the students should explain their homework well, and should not be sloppy in grades because of personal feelings.In Ruan Ming's view, in this chaotic world, an aspiring young man should do some revolutionary work, regardless of whether his homework is good or bad.He and Mr. Cao are in contact with each other first because they can get along with each other, and second because they hope that because of their relationship, they can get enough grades to upgrade, no matter how bad their test scores are.People with lofty ideals in troubled times are often some rogues, and there are many such forgivable examples in history. When it came time for the exam, Mr. Cao did not give Ruan Ming a passing grade.Ruan Ming's grades, even if Mr. Cao gave him a pass, are still enough for suspension.But he especially hated Mr. Cao.He thought that Mr. Cao didn't understand face too much; face has the same value as revolution in China.Ruan Ming underestimated learning because he was eager to do something.Because he underestimated learning, he gradually got used to laziness, and wanted to gain everyone's admiration and love without any labor; no matter how you say it, his thoughts are advancing!Mr. Cao didn't give him a passing grade, obviously he didn't understand an aspiring young man; then, don't get close to each other on weekdays!Since he has a good friendship on weekdays, but it is embarrassing when it comes to exams, he thinks that Mr. Cao is a sinister person.His grades were irreparable, and he couldn't resist being suspended from school. He wanted to vent his anger on Mr. Cao. Since I have lost my studies, I will bring a teacher to accompany me.In this way, you can do something, and you can show your strength.Ruan Ming is not something to mess with!Besides, if you can break into a new group based on this matter, it's better than nothing to do. He edited what Mr. Cao said in the lecture hall, what he chatted with him on weekdays, and those words about political and social issues, and went to the party headquarters to report that Mr. Cao was promoting radical ideas among young people. Mr. Cao also heard about it, but he thought it was funny.He knows how incomplete his little bit of socialism is, and he also knows how his little bit of traditional art hobby hinders violent actions.It's ridiculous that he actually got the title of a revolutionary mentor!It's ridiculous, so I don't care too much, although students and colleagues have told him to be careful.Calm doesn't—in troubled times—make you safe. Winter vacation is a good opportunity to clean up the school, and the detectives are busy investigating and making arrests. Mr. Cao has felt several times that someone is following him.The figure behind him changed from laughing to serious.He has to think about it: for the sake of reputation, this is a good opportunity; spending a few days in prison is less troublesome than putting a bomb, and it is safer and has the same value.Imprisonment is a qualification for a dignitary.However, he refused.He refuses to create a false reputation for himself by doing everything he can.With conscience, he hates himself for not being a warrior; with conscience, he refuses to be a fake warrior.He went to find Mr. Zuo. Mr. Zuo has an idea: "When necessary, move to my place, and they will not search me!" Mr. Zuo knows people; people are more powerful than laws. "You come here to stay for a few days, avoiding them. Finally, we are afraid of them. Then go to dredge, maybe you have to spend two dollars. If you have enough face and the money, you will be fine when you go home." Detective Sun knew that Mr. Cao often went to Zuo Zhai, and he also knew that he would definitely go to Zuo Zhai when he caught up.They didn't dare to offend Mr. Zuo, but if they had to frighten *~ they frightened *~ Mr. Cao.If we drive him to Zuo Zhai, they will have the hope of getting money, and it will save face.Knocking on Xiangzi was not in the detectives' plan, but since they saw Xiangzi, why didn't they pick up a ten-dollar one first? By the way, Xiangzi deserved it when he met "Dianer".Everyone has a way, there are cracks everywhere, only Xiangzi can't escape, because he is a cart puller.A cart puller swallows coarse grain, and what comes out is blood; he has to exert his greatest strength and get the lowest reward; he wants to stand at the lowest place in the world, waiting for all people to hit him with all methods and hardships. After burning a cigarette, Xiangzi still couldn't think of a reason. He was like a chicken being held in the hands of the cook. He only knew to take a breath and had no other ideas.He would like to have a talk with Lao Cheng, but he has nothing to say, his words are not enough to express his thoughts, he has experienced all the difficulties, he can't open his mouth, like a dumb man.Buy a car, but lose it; save money, lose it; all your efforts are only for others to bully!No one dared to provoke, even the wild dogs had to hide, and they were still bullied to the point of being suffocated at the end! Forget about the past, what about tomorrow?Cao's house can't go back, where should we go? "I'll sleep here overnight, okay?" he asked, as if a wild dog had found a corner sheltered from the wind, and put up with it for a while; others or not. "Stay here, where are you going in the icy and snowy world? Can you do it on the ground? You can go up and squeeze!" Xiangzi refused to go up and squeeze, but the ground was fine. When Lao Cheng fell asleep, Xiangzi tossed and turned back and forth, unable to fall asleep.The cold air on the ground soon froze the mattress like a piece of iron. His legs were curled up, and his calf seemed to be twisting.The cool wind that came in through the crack of the door pierced my head like a bunch of small needles.He closed his eyes tightly and covered his head, unable to sleep.Hearing Lao Cheng's voice, he felt impatient and wished he could stand up and beat Lao Cheng up.It was getting colder and colder, his throat was itchy, and he was afraid of waking up Lao Cheng with a cough. Unable to fall asleep, he really wanted to get up secretly and visit Cao's house again.Anyway, things are blowing up, and there is no one in the courtyard, why not go get some things?The few money I saved so easily were robbed by others, and they were robbed because of Cao's house. Why can't I steal some things?Wouldn't it be appropriate for Cao Zhai to pay for the loss of money because of Cao Zhai's affairs?Thinking of this, his eyes lit up, and he immediately forgot the cold; let's go!So hard to get money, lose it, and get it back so easily, go! Already sitting up, he hurriedly lay down again, as if Lao Cheng was watching him!My heart jumped.No, you can't be a thief, you can't!I just took off for myself, and I didn't do what Mr. Cao asked, and I have already let others down; how can I steal him again?can not go!Die poor, don't steal! How do you know others won't steal it?Who knows that the surnamed Sun took some things?He sat up again.A dog barked a few times in the distance.He lay down again.Still can't go, others will steal, steal, my conscience is clear.I am so poor that I can no longer teach my heart to have more black spots! Besides, Gao Ma knew that he came to Wang's house, if he lost something at night, it must be him, or it must be him if it is not him!Not only did he refuse to steal it, but he was also afraid that others would get in.If I lost something during the night, I would not be able to clean it up by jumping into the Yellow River!He was no longer cold, but his palms were sweating a little.What to do?Jump back to the house to watch?dare not.My own life is exchanged for money, so I can no longer throw myself into the trap.No, what if I lose something? Can't think of an idea.He sat up again, his legs arched, his head almost touching his knees.His head was heavy, and he wanted to close his eyes, but he dared not sleep.The night was so long, there was only time for Xiangzi to close his eyes. I don't know how long I sat there, and I don't know how many ideas I changed.Suddenly, his heart brightened, and he stretched out his hand to push Lao Cheng: "Old Cheng! Old Cheng! Wake up!" "Why?" Old Cheng was very unwilling to open his eyes: "Pee, there is a chamber pot under the bed." "Wake up! Turn on the lights!" "What's wrong with a thief?" Old Cheng sat up in a daze. "Are you awake?" "Ok!" "Old Cheng, look! This is my bedding, this is my clothes, and this is the five yuan that Mr. Cao gave me; nothing else?" "No more; what are you doing?" Old Cheng yawned. "Are you awake? These are all my things, and I didn't take every grass and tree from the Cao family?" "No! My buddies, if you live in the house for a long time, is it okay to have sticky hands? If you can do it, do it; if you can't do it, don't do it; you can't take other people's things! That's the thing?" "Do you understand?" Old Cheng smiled: "That's right! I said, aren't you cold?" "Row!" ①The bridge of the nose is hit horizontally, which is a guarantee.