Chapter 2 two

two I think I'm an honest person, but why, my head is full of vitriol.This is due to the time of day: at two o'clock in the night, the good people fall asleep, and the bad people must wake up.Usually when it gets dark, I sleep like a dead man.But I couldn't sleep that night because my wife was rolling beside me.At first I persuaded her to take a sleeping pill, but she refused, saying that she was afraid that she would not be energetic the next day.Later I asked her to count sheep: one sheep, two sheep, and finally a large flock.Thinking that I have so many sheep, I will fall asleep contentedly.She said she kept counting and it didn't work.Later I said: We both do good things, and we can sleep after we finish.She said: Stop talking nonsense.Finally she yelled at me: You are talking nonsense, how can I sleep!I didn’t see much help, so I went to the kitchen to read, and then every hour, she came to see me in the kitchen and asked me why I didn’t sleep, and I said I couldn’t sleep either—in fact, it was a lie , I was so sleepy, I felt that the words in the book were all green.I thought my wife's attitude that night was utterly abhorrent.Xiao Song looked at my face and said: Are you sleepy? I said no. In fact, what I thought in my heart was: My wife has not moved for a long time, and she probably fell asleep; so I can go back to sleep; so our conversation Keep it short...

Xiao Song's complexion is not good: it may be because of the light, his complexion is gray.I think he has ghosts in his heart.He shook his head, and after a while he said: I went to see relatives in the past two days.I said oh.After a while, I added another sentence: No wonder I haven't seen you these two days.Sorry to say, I didn't notice that Xiao Song was away for two days.If he died on the third floor, I wouldn't be able to find out... But I can't blame me: I've been around my wife these two days.Xiao Song said: I haven't had class for the past two days, and then I hesitated to continue.Suddenly, doubts arose in my heart: Could it be that he came back from watching his relatives and killed someone on the road?Then he brought the dead man back in a suitcase.Now he wants me to accompany him to bury the dead... If he wants to tell me about this, I will persuade him to surrender himself.It's not that I'm timid, it's mainly because it's already wrong to run someone over to death, and it would be too wicked to bury him secretly.Xiao Song continued: My relative lives in Youngstown, and you have been to that place too—drive along Route 76, walk for about an hour, there is a big overpass...

Xiao Song said it right: I have indeed been to that place.That overpass leads to a market, where things are very cheap; I have been there several times, and every time I take Xiao Song's car.Looking down from the bridge, there is a dirt road below, with forests on both sides.There was a big motel on the side of the road, the doors and windows were boarded up.It was a deserted place with no people at all.He probably killed someone there... I looked at the light bulb in a daze, and vaguely heard Xiao Song say that under the overpass where no one was there-now there are people there because a new road is being built.The motel was full of workers, and his relative was running the hotel.What kind of nonsense is this? This relative of his has been to our place, a southerner with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.He said that he was a chef for others, and he even showed us his skills. He fried a few dishes, but they were all unpalatable—the beef was as old as the sole of a shoe, and the rapeseed was only shredded after being fried by him—this man is absolutely I don't know what heat is.No wonder the boss wanted to fire him when he was looking around for a job and it was only three months ago.How did you open the hotel so soon?That hotel has four or five rows of houses, covering an area of ​​almost one hundred acres.I said: The hotel must not have more than one hundred rooms?He said more.Rent on a monthly basis, one person lives in a single room, four to five hundred yuan a month, and two people share an additional fee.There is a total income of nearly 100,000 per month.I thought for a while and said: Your relative must have won the Mark Six lottery to buy such a large house.Xiao Song laughed and said: I didn't buy it, my relative can't even afford a lottery ticket.I said: Oh.It turned out to be rented.He said no.This is strange, could it be that they can't be selected.Xiao Song said: This time you said the same thing.This is strange, how can anyone choose a hotel?Why didn't I pick it?

Xiao Song's relative is over forty years old. He has neither a visa nor a passport, let alone an American citizen. I don't know how he got here.Not only is he unskilled, but he is also lazy enough that no boss will look down on him.So in a crappy car, out looking for work - I guess he didn't have a driver's license either.The man was thin and dry, with a few yellow beards, and he seemed to be in a coma when he was awake... This kind of person dared to do anything, and now he actually opened a hotel.Do you know how this happened?He walked to the foot of the overpass and worked in this deserted hotel. Suddenly, some road builders came and saw him staying there, and asked him if he knew the boss—these people were looking for a place to live.This person had an idea and said: I am the boss.If you want housing, help me remove the wooden boards that seal the windows.The American workers helped him open the house and repaired the house. Not only did they not ask for wages, but they also gave him a sum of rent.Afterwards, it was passed on from ten to ten, and people from the construction site came to live with him, and the house was full.This is a chartered house, which is different from running a hotel. You don't care about the sheets and bedding, and there is no room service. You just get the rent for nothing.There is another wonderful thing: the hotel has water and electricity, but no one comes to collect the water and electricity.Xiao Song asked me what I think about this.I thought for a while and replied: I have no opinion.It's two o'clock at night, and my whole mind is like a wooden paw.I'll have to wait until tomorrow to have an opinion.But I think there seem to be too many rich people in the United States. There are unoccupied houses everywhere. The doors and windows are sealed, and the owner does not know what to do.Xiao Song nodded after hearing this, and said: Isn't this also an opinion?I added another sentence: After all, relatives are relatives.He nodded and said: That's right, and then he stopped talking.

Now I think of Xiao Song's relative, who looks similar to the uncles who came to Beijing from Wenzhou to practice stalls.These uncles sell full fakes, never queue up to buy tickets at subway stations, and spit everywhere.This person may still be running a hotel under Route 76—earning one million a year, ten million after so many years, equivalent to RMB 100 million in the morning—it’s really enviable to have so much money.I used to walk past that hotel when it was empty: it never occurred to me to break in.To be honest, there are too many houses in the United States that are empty.