Chapter 18 fourth quarter

The tiger saw her walking towards him through the pond, and it was too late to hide. He was so frightened that he was at a loss for a moment, so he had to bite the bullet and walk forward hastily.The woman had obviously spotted him, because he heard footsteps behind him walking faster and faster.Later, she started running. The tiger walked to the entrance of the alley next to Granny Meng's house, and the woman had already caught up with him.The woman put a hand on his shoulder.The tiger's whole body was cold for a while, and he stood there, unable to move his hands and feet.The woman put her face on his neck and said in a low voice, "Tiger, it's so late, what are you doing here?"

Her voice is like mist, thin and soft, silky. The tiger said: "Please ask the doctor to see the doctor." She hugged him tightly, and the hot air sprayed into his face, but her fingers were cool. "Did you hear what both of us said just now?" She asked, her voice was like a sigh or a moan, her voice was too soft, if the tiger didn't hold his breath, he couldn't hear what she was saying at all . "Tell the truth to my sister. What have you heard?" "You asked him if he is a pig..." said the tiger. He doesn't think about anything, he doesn't move anywhere.Stand there and let her dictate.

"Do you know who he is?" "Stretching cotton." The woman was silent for a while.Her fingers slid across his lips: "I haven't seen you for a few days, you have grown a beard." Her fingers stroked his neck, "Oh, you have an Adam's apple." She pinched his arm again, "Look at this body , How strong!" The tiger's head was a little dizzy.He couldn't see her face clearly in the dark, but he knew that her fingers, her tone and voice, and the breath out of her mouth were shameful and intoxicating. "Good brother..." Her belly pressed against his back tightly, and her hands flowed towards his chest like water.Tiger inhaled furtively to let her hand slip through the neckline.She stroked his breasts, his stomach, his sides.Her hands are so cool, so soft, so sweet.

"Brother, don't tell others what happened today." She murmured. "Don't tell..." said the tiger.His voice changed, it sounded like he was crying.He made an idea in his heart, no matter what she said, he would agree, and no matter what she asked him to do, he would do it immediately. "If you kill me, I won't say anything." After a while, he added. "Then you call me sister..." He just called her sister. "Hello sister..." Tiger called her good sister. "No one can talk about this. My sister's life is in my brother's hands..." Suddenly, she let go of him and turned her head to look behind her.They both heard coughing not far away.Tiger knew that Tang Sixth Division was about to chase him over.

She kissed the tiger on the face, and said: "Someone is here. Come to the school tonight..." Then she smiled at him, swayed her soft waist, and left.After a while, it disappeared into the bushes in front of Granny Meng's door.Tiger still stood there dumbfounded, his mind was empty, he didn't even have time to think about how this happened, it was over.It was like a dream, even stranger than a dream.He felt that somewhere in his body was very swollen, sore and sore. "I'll let you go back first, don't wait for me." Sixth Master Tang had already reached the entrance of the alley with a wooden box in his arms, and muttered in his mouth: "Actually, it doesn't matter if I come or not. You The wife of the family has passed the test. I prescribed a dose of medicine for her yesterday afternoon. If she takes the medicine, she will be fine all night, and there is still room for maneuver. I didn’t even take off my clothes when I went to bed at night. No, when you knock on the door , I knew she was hopeless." Langzhong said in a rambling manner, walking forward with deep kicks and shallow kicks.

After a while, the doctor asked him again: "Where did Baochen go?" Tiger said: "He went to Meicheng to show his wife the birthday cake." "It's time to look at the birthday board." Sixth Master Tang said, "However, it's not so soon. I think she still has five or six days to go." Entering the old lady's house, Tiger saw that Erniang Hua next door was already there.She was putting a towel on Madam's forehead, and Madam's face was a little swollen and shiny, as if she had been waxed.Seeing Sixth Master Tang come in, Hua Erniang said: "Just now she opened her eyes, and when I talked to her, she no longer recognizes anyone."

Sixth Master Tang entered the room, sat down by the bed, grabbed Madam's hand, squeezed it, then shook his head and said, "There is always an iron threshold, and at the end there must be a steamed bun. So far, it is Bian Que In the next life, I think there is nothing I can do." After finishing speaking, without making a diagnosis or dispensing medicine, he took out a hookah from the wooden box, crossed his legs, and started to smoke. Smelling the smell of smoke, Tiger suddenly had an irresistible urge to smoke.He is not as worried about his wife's illness as he used to be.These people and things in front of him seemed to have nothing to do with him.Everything is different.

He came out of his wife's room in a daze, sat for a while under the corridor in the courtyard, and went to drink two bowls of cold water under the stove, his heart was still beating.Back upstairs, she lay on the bed with her clothes on for a while, her mind was full of her shadow.There was only one thing on his mind over and over again: if Sixth Master Tang came a little later, would she... At this time, the little thing suddenly turned over and said suddenly: "It's going to rain." He was talking in his sleep, but the strange thing was that just after he finished speaking, the tiger really heard the sound of raindrops ticking on the roof tiles.Then, the tree shadows outside the window shook, and the wind blew.

The tiger decided to wake up the little thing. If he didn't find someone to talk to, he would suffocate to death.But no matter what he did, the little thing still didn't wake up. He tickled him, slapped his face, breathed into his neck, and he helped him to sit up.Unexpectedly, the little thing can sleep while sitting.In the end, he had no choice but to pinch his nose with his hands. The little thing suddenly opened his mouth, took a deep breath, wiped his eyes, and laughed.He just has a good temper, no matter how you mess with him, he doesn't get annoyed. "Do you remember the man who played cotton?" Tiger asked him.

"Which one plays cotton?" "It's the outsider who lives in Miss Sun's house." "Remember, what's the matter?" The little thing looked at him blankly. "Do you still remember when we went to Miss Sun's house, there was a green scarf on the table..." "What turban?" "And a bamboo grate." "What bamboo grate?" "I'll tell you one thing, you can't say it outside." Tiger said. "Okay, I won't say." After the little thing finished saying this, he leaned on the pillow, turned over, and fell asleep again.It was raining loudly outside.After the oil lamp was blown out by the wind, he realized that it was already dawn.

"That scarf belongs to Cuilian." In the half-dark morning light, he heard himself saying this to himself. The rain did not stop until noon.Baochen came back from Meicheng covered in mud.He hired a donkey cart to bring back his wife's birthday board and some carpenters.The carpenter unloaded the load and began to work in the courtyard clangingly. After a while, the ground was covered with shavings. Ding Shu and his wife also came to visit. They gathered around Baochen to discuss about erecting a monument and writing an epitaph.Hua Erniang was looking through the fabrics in the wing room, and they invited a tailor to make a shroud for their wife.Holding a pipe in her hand, Granny Meng was busy serving tea and water to the guests. She would say to everyone, "Madam is leaving, among other things, Puji has one less mahjong player." Those guests did as usual. Sitting in the hall, smoking a cigarette, drinking tea, talking about things.The tailor hung a measuring ruler around his neck, held a flat powder cake in his hand, and drew lines on the fabric, looking happy.Not only the tailor, but everyone except the magpie seemed to be in high spirits.Although the old lady is not dead yet, she is lying alone in the room and sleeping, no one cares about her. Of course, no one will take care of the little things.He and the tiger ran back and forth in the crowd, causing Granny Meng to drop the teacup and smash it to pieces on the ground. "If you really have nothing to do," Baochen said, glancing at the tiger, "go to the backyard and chop up that pile of firewood. Don't make trouble for me here." The tiger was worried that he had nowhere to vent his strength, so he left his little things and went to chop firewood in the backyard after hearing what his father said.In the blink of an eye, he came forward again with a slingshot in his hand. "Didn't I ask you to chop firewood?" Bao Chen said. "It's done." "Then move it to the firewood house and put it in order." "It's done." "So fast?" "If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself," said the tiger. Baochen looked his son up and down, shook his head, said nothing, and left by himself. The tiger looked up at the sky from time to time, but the sun was still hanging high in the sky, motionless.He felt that time passed too slowly.Amidst the noise, he heard the sound of cotton plucking coming leisurely.He knew that there was a secret hidden in this voice, and he felt that this secret was fragile, like floating clouds in the sky, which would disperse when the wind blows, and he was a little worried, what would happen before the darkness came Things made his expectations come to nothing.is it trueIs there really such a thing?Will she take off all her clothes?he asked himself repeatedly.Every minute passed, it made him tremble with fear. Someone was pushing him gently, a magpie. She came to the well to draw water with a wooden bucket. "Why are you in a daze?" Magpie said, "Help me fetch water, my waist is about to break." She handed him the barrel, put her hands on her hips, and rubbed her waist there.When the tiger was fetching water, he realized how hot his face was when he smelled the cool air coming from the bottom of the well.He handed a bucket full of water to the magpie, and the magpie reached out to take it, but he didn't let go.He seemed to hear Cuilian's voice in the dark again, she said, my bottom is wet.If the magpie said this sentence, what would it look like?He stared blankly at the little blue florals on her dress, at the fine fluff on her arms. "Give it up, two hundred and five." The magpie was in a hurry, and as soon as she exerted her strength, the water in the bucket splashed all over the floor. "What's wrong with you? Did you take the wrong medicine?" She looked at him suspiciously, as if she didn't know him. After finally staying up until dark, I put the little thing to sleep early, and slipped downstairs quietly by myself. At the foot of the stairs, he met his father. "What are you doing downstairs instead of sleeping upstairs?" Bao Chen said. Fortunately, he just asked casually, and his mind was not here.Beside him are the leaders of two opera troupes, one on the left and one on the right, and they are persuading Bao Chen to set up a stage to sing an opera after his wife's death. "No opera." Baochen said impatiently, "The army is in chaos, no opera." With his hands behind his back, he walked towards the backyard without looking back. Sucai is almost ready.He saw a carpenter scraping plaster over the lid, which seemed to be ready for painting. He walked out of the courtyard, gathered himself in the dark, took a deep breath as if he had made a major decision, and hurried towards the school.What should he say if he meets someone on the road?Should he knock if the door of the school was closed?What if he knocked and they still wouldn't let him in?Along the way, he thought about these problems in a mess, each of which was difficult to deal with.Fortunately, none of these questions need an answer.Because he didn't meet anyone on the road, and the door of the school was open, when he stepped into the gate of Zaolong Temple, he really doubted whether he was dreaming. The classroom was silent.There are lights in every room.Some figures appeared in the mist, and there were occasional coughs or two.The cloister of the Guanyin Hall is connected with the pharmacist's room, and he can see Xiangji Kitchen by bypassing the cloister and the gable of the pharmacist's room.He knew that Cuilian was in charge of the kitchen there.Strangely, when he walked through the courtyard and the corridor, he didn't meet a single person.Xiangji Kitchen is a boxy building. It is said that in the heyday of incense, it can accommodate a hundred monks to eat at the same time.The lights in the room are brighter than elsewhere.The tiger has already arrived at the door of Soup Kitchen.When he was about to enter the door, Tiger reminded himself for the last time: Does it have to be like this?It's too late to look back now.But with a touch of his hand, the door opened. The tiger entered the house recklessly, and found that besides Cuilian, there were seven or eight other people in the house.They are having a meeting.A man in a long gown was lecturing with an ugly foreign accent.His voice was not high, but the tiger could see that he was very angry.Except for him standing alone, the rest of the people sat around the table, including the headmaster, everyone's face was ashen.The outsider didn't seem to notice the tiger's intrusion. As he talked, he began to scold people: it's outrageous, it's outrageous.Tiger found that the principal's face was ugly. The tiger stood at the door in a daze, neither walking nor not leaving.He saw Cuilian winking at him.After the outsider finished his training, he sat down and picked his teeth.The principal stood up, and she reflected that she should take full responsibility for what happened in Puji Academy.Because she failed to restrain her subordinates.The principal looked at the tiger standing at the door at this moment.Those eyes seemed to be looking at him, but they didn't seem to be looking at him. The eyes were like knives, shining brightly, and the face was deformed. He was at a loss when he suddenly heard the principal say, "Do you think this person should be killed?" A man in an old felt hat sitting at the other end of the table said, "Kill, kill. Kill." The tiger's legs went limp, and it was frightened out of its wits: "Kill me, you, why do you want to kill me?" When he shouted, another man in the room interjected: "The matter has come to this point, and the only option is to kill him." "That's what you said, let's kill it." The principal said lazily, "What about others?" "I've already caught him and locked him in the stable." Wang Qidan said. Wang Qidan's words made the tiger breathe a sigh of relief.It turned out that it wasn't me they were going to kill.So who are they going to kill? It was then that the Headmaster really saw him for the first time. "Tiger." The headmaster called him solemnly. "Yeah." The tiger shuddered with fear.Cuilian was still giving him winks. "What are you doing here so late?" She spoke in a low voice, but it was still scary.He turned to look at Cuilian.I don't know how to answer for a while.I can't hold my urine anymore. "Tiger, did something happen at home?" Cuilian raised her eyebrows to remind him. The tiger regained his composure, and then replied: "Madam is not well, let me tell you to go back and have a look." "Where's the little thing? He's not with you?" "he has slept." She even asked about little things.But he wasn't as flustered as before. The headmaster looked at him and didn't speak for a long time. "You go back first, I'll come later." After a while, the principal said. When the tiger came out of Xiangji Kitchen, Cuilian came out on the back. "I can't see that you are quite smart." Cuilian said in a low voice, probably feeling that his body was still shaking, she put a hand on his shoulder and said, "You were frightened just now. Bar?" "He, he, who are they going to kill?" Cuilian chuckled: "You don't care, anyway, if you kill anyone, you won't be killed." The tiger returned home in a daze, and instead of going upstairs to sleep, he went straight to his father's counting room in the backyard.The lights in the counting room were still on, and his father was still crackling his calculations.The tiger came to his father's door, and said to his father without thinking: "Dad, let me tell you something, I will scare you." Bao Chen stopped what he was doing, looked up at him, and asked him what was the matter. "They're going to kill people," cried the tiger. Bao Chen was taken aback for a moment, and then waved at him impatiently, "Go, go, go upstairs to sleep and get serious, don't be surprised here, and make me miscalculate again." Strangely, after his father heard the news, he didn't panic and swear like he used to, but acted quite calmly, and the tiger was a little confused.He left his father's counting room and came to the front yard again. He happened to see the magpie holding an oil lamp, and Hua Erniang, who was next door, coming out of his wife's room.He stepped forward to stop her and said, "They are going to kill people."