Chapter 5 Section 04

Midsummer Manhattan, the whole of a big furnace. Thousands of air conditioners are running non-stop, sucking out and spitting out the turbid and foul gas from the viscera of one hundred-story monster after another, making the narrow Manhattan not only roasted on the fire, but also in the turbid environment. Rolling in the , damp, greasy smell. It is impossible to live in Wang Qiming's basement.Every day he puts ice cubes on his body, using all the tricks of physical cooling and freezing to death, just to cool down.But, it's useless.I made up my mind to move. The couple's move can be regarded as the kind of "move if you want". Anyway, there is no furniture at all, and Lao Hei at the airport stole that little luggage. Nothing else, there is only one left to move.

They bought a newspaper, compared with their fingertips, and found a rented apartment with a price of 480 US dollars per room and living room. With the newspaper in their pockets, they found the apartment. Yes, the house is nice. The kitchen is quite big and clean; the dining room, let alone a couple, can seat a couple of six or eight; the tiles in the bathroom are still white and clean, and look refreshing; the bedroom and living room are grand enough, and the living room is spacious and open. A Party (dance) will do. What are you hesitating about?Pay it! After the house was rented, the two moved the furniture.Didn't you mean there was no furniture?Didn't you say that some luggage was also stolen by black people?That's right, but the two of them don't have furniture, which doesn't mean there isn't any on the street!It's extremely hot, not to mention wearing clothes, buttocks are too naked to cover up with human skin.But that has work too.

Wang Qiming was sweating profusely, and Guo Yan's hair stuck to his forehead like glue, and he carried an extra-large semi-old double bed into the bedroom. Guo Yan leaned against the wall and panted, Wang Qiming said: "You should rest first!" He ran out again. Just like that, after going back and forth several times, Wang Qiming, who was drenched in sweat like water chickens, successively moved up a large and a small set of sofas, a wardrobe, and a writing desk. Already facing forward, the TV stand is on my stomach, and I go upstairs in the "short steps" in Peking Opera.

"It doesn't matter whether it's good or bad, if there is no one there, everyone will move home, why don't you try to move there?" Guo Yan was asking. "Oh, you really understand," Wang Qiming shook his head with a wry smile, "I'm picking up a TV on the street, where can I try it, is there a plug?" Guo Yan helped him put the TV in place and plug it into the outlet. The sound of the TV is loud and clear, but there is no picture. "Look, it's a waste of effort!" Guo Yan said from the side. "Where have all the grandchildren on TV gone?" Wang Qiming clapped his palms, smashed them with his fists, and turned around. Finally, the image came out, a group of girls dancing.

"Hey! How's it going? It's done!" Wang Qiming said proudly, "It's done! How about saying that Chinese people are smart!" The kitchen of "Xiangyuan Building" was so hot that it was like a steamer. It was unbearable. There was no exhaust fan, and of course there was no air conditioner. Than, the small fan is the same as nothing. Everyone's sweat pores were opened, and the sweat flowed more freely; everyone's skin was shiny and shiny, not much different from the roast pig sold earlier. At this time, everyone was sullen and unhappy from the bottom of their hearts. Everyone was like a landmine that had been stretched out.Even the proprietress Ah Chun lowered her voice a few degrees, and her usual high-pitched voice was gone.

Wang Qiming was extremely depressed.Always lowered his head to wash dishes in the sink, beads of sweat fell into the sink, the waiter kept throwing dirty dishes beside him, sometimes splashing a few drops of greasy mercury onto Wang Qiming's forehead . Gotta shout.He vaguely felt that "I have to yell," I had to let the depression in my chest, which was stirred up into a mess with sweat, pour out with all my heart. call. Shout. "Wear forest sea, across the snowfield, Angry as hell..." Amidst all the noise, just this voice was deafening.People looked at him in astonishment at first, and then there was a burst of applause and applause.

After singing the first two lines, Wang Qiming also sang the accompaniment of the symphony. With the percussion accompaniment of the pot hitting the spoon and the knife hitting the board, it is also a pretty good music work. Xiao Li shouted at him: "Yes! As expected of an artist, such a good voice, it sounds clear." "Wok Pot" also shouted: "This episode of "Siro Visits His Mother" is really good, let's have another episode of "Little Widow Going to the Grave"!" Xiao Li shouted to "Wok Pan", "Have you heard of it or haven't you? Is that "Si Lang Visits His Mother"?"

"What is that?" "That's "Luo Cheng calls Guan"!" Wang Qiming listened to the arguments of his bosom friends and shook his head dumbfounded.Suddenly, he felt an itchy hand stretched out in the sink, and he pulled it out to see that a broken wine glass was stuck in the palm of his hand like a knife. He pinched the piece of glass with his left hand and pulled it out hard.Blood suddenly gushed out, bright red, dripping on the surface of the sink. He pressed the wound, sweating from the pain, and looked around for the adhesive strips.He gritted his teeth, and pasted the adhesive strip on the wound twice, without making a sound; he put his hand into the sink again.

The bright red blood spread out silently, floating on the water, like a Picasso painting. During lunch, Wang Qiming hid in the kitchen alone and washed the wound with cold water.The pain made him suck in cold air continuously.Can't speak loudly, shout loudly, do you still have to work?Bear with it, it will be fine after a while.Enduring the pain, he gritted his teeth, and all the facial features on his face shifted.painful! Ah Chun couldn't beat Wang Qiming among the dinner party, so when he came to the kitchen, he happened to see him grinning at the wound. "No, this won't work," Ah Chun decisively stopped him, "I have to go to the hospital."

"Just wash it with water, there is work to do in the afternoon." Wang Qiming explained. "Afraid of spending money?" Ah Chun asked bluntly, without mercy, "If you don't rush to the hospital, you have a fever, with the little money you earn, it would be nice to keep your hand! Go, go to the hospital! " It was the hottest afternoon in Manhattan when he emerged from the restaurant.The scorching sun hit his face through the cracks between the buildings.He subconsciously squinted his eyes again, like a prisoner released from prison, not used to such bright sunshine.

Getting up early and returning late every day, wearing the stars and wearing the moon, it is rare to see the sunshine and New York under the sun.He stood at the entrance of the subway, unwilling to go down.He wanted to take a few stops on the road and take advantage of this rare opportunity to enjoy the sunshine and see New York. People coming and going in a hurry flitted in front of him.Those women, dressed in strange clothes, wore as little as possible to keep cool, but this did not interest him.He suddenly felt that these people in front of him had nothing to do with him.They're busy, they have goals, they're well-dressed and well-maintained.However, none of them glanced at him, did not notice his solitary existence. In the busiest place in the world, he felt forgotten. In the sweater factory where Guo Yan worked, Boss Ma was very angry.He was waiting for Guo Yan to come in and pour out his anger. As soon as Guo Yan entered the door, Boss Ma roared: "You have done a good job, you have done a good job! Two boxes of returned goods, two full boxes! The collars are all made small, and the customer returned the goods! I asked you to manage the finished product, why don't you care?" Good! Now people don't pay, what do you ask me to do!" Guo Yan was so nervous that she couldn't speak, tears were rolling in her eyes. "I'll make you pay," Boss Ma was still shouting, "Your monthly salary is not enough for this box of goods!" Guo Yan was a little scared and cried. Boss Ma saw her crying and thought it was very attractive, and his anger subsided a lot. Guo Yan said tremblingly: "...I... will go and change it completely, so as not to delay your shipment..." Ma Laolao suddenly hugged Guo Yan from behind: "Okay, okay, I'm teasing you, I won't ask you to pay..." Guo Yan struggled hard, pushed him with both hands, and shot Boss Ma's full face. "You don't need to do this, you don't need to do this," Boss Ma panted, "I won't hurt you, I won't hurt you, I will protect you, protect you." Guo Yan finally broke free from his arms, flicked his arms, took a few steps, and stood at the door of the office. "I won't delay your leaving!" After she finished speaking, she turned around and ran out. At home, she carried the two boxes of returned goods into the living room, took out the sweater and changed it. She thought about quitting and avoiding the vicious boss, but the expenses of the new apartment just moved increased overnight, and the new job was not easy to find; Don't let Wang Qiming know that he is a fiery temper, and he must find Boss Ma to fight for his life, then it will be worth it!After much deliberation, there is only one word left: tolerance. She took out a picture of her daughter Ningning.That is a photo of the lively and lovely Ning Ning in front of the goldfish tank in Zhongshan Park, Beijing.It's okay if you don't look at this photo, but when you look at it, Guo Yan can't hold back the tears anymore.She lay down on the sweater and cried. Wang Qiming took sick leave. The difference between easy sick leave in New York and Beijing is that you can get paid as usual when you take sick leave in Beijing, but you don’t get paid for sick leave in New York.Guo Yan took good care of him every day, and relieved him when he sighed. "Don't worry," she persuaded Wang Qiming, "If you don't earn that much money these days, as for me, I hand in the work in the factory, and I will make up for it with some work at home, and there will be no big deficit. It’s easy to make money here in America.” "Hey! Letting my wife support me is not a good feeling!" "We support ourselves. Neither you support me nor I support you." "If I were in Beijing, would I be afraid of such a small injury?" "I'm also afraid, I'm afraid I'll hurt my hand, and I won't be able to play the piano with you." "Playing the piano?" Wang Qiming smiled wryly. "Yo, I almost forgot!" Guo Yan suddenly went to open the drawer. "What?" Wang Qiming asked puzzled. "letter!" "Whose letter?" "Deng Wei. Deng Wei's letter, from last night." "Get it! Quick! I see, the boy!" "You read it, read it aloud, and I will listen." "Listen, I'll read. Ouch, this kid's writing hasn't improved either." "It's only been a few days since I left Beijing, how can calligraphy be so powerful!" Guo Yan said with a smile. "Quickly read it!" Wang Qiming read the letter: Dear Qiming, Guo Yan Hello..."Hey, this kid, you're still my dear, toothless," Wang Qiming flicked the letter paper and smiled, "I didn't come to the United States, but I also came to the foreign school." "Read it!" Guo Yan smiled and lowered her head to work, urging her husband. Wang Qiming continued to read the letter. …First, let me congratulate you on your success in America. You are at a high place, and you have developed the spirit of not forgetting your friends. I am really touched. Now—our position is different.You are rich, happy, and free; as for me and Xiaozhen, how should I put it, they are still the same. The group eats three meals a day, rehearses in the morning, chats in the mountains in the afternoon, and sleeps in the evening, which is boring. Not afraid of your jokes, Xiaozhen had another abortion last week, and now she is lying at home watching Qiong Yao... Like Jin Shengtan, Wang Qiming added a comment: "Deng Wei, this boy, can do nothing but make his wife pregnant." "Don't abuse people. Read." Wang Qiming continued to read the letter: Ning Ning is so cute.We visit her every week. Hearing the word "Ning Ning", Guo Yan immediately put down what she was doing, her eyes lit up! She often tells people that my father and mother are in the United States, and they will come to pick me up and go to the United States soon.She is now a veritable little princess, envied by the neighbor's children and schoolmates.This kid is very generous, always giving some delicious and fun things to everyone.This reminds me of the two of you, unselfish and loyal. Don't forget about us.When you drive around, when you accumulate wealth, don't forget your brothers and sisters. Wish you prosperity and prosperity! envious of you Deng Wei After Wang Qiming finished reading the letter, he smiled wryly several times, as if facing Deng Wei, and as if talking to himself: "Envy? Brothers, you are such a fool!" Guo Yan didn't speak.She was thinking about Ningning. In order to make up for her family's income, Guo Yan worked around the clock for a few days, and her legs were a little weak when she went to work this day.Boss Ma has sharp eyes and can see it at a glance. "Miss Guo!" Boss Ma asked with great concern, "You don't look too good; come, come to the office first and have some coffee to refresh yourself!" Guo Yan didn't answer, just shook her head. "Miss Guo, you have worked very hard; however, you have to ship again today, so you have to keep your eyes open. It can be said that all my business belongs to Miss Guo!" As he spoke, he patted Guo Yan on the shoulder. Guo Yan hid for a while and said, "Boss Ma, I will do well." "Of course, of course." Guo Yan walked into the factory with a heavy head. After staying up all night, Guo Yan's eyes stared like gold stars, her head seemed to split open, but she endured it.She had to bear it, if she smashed this job again, the two of them would have no jobs. It's three o'clock in the afternoon, and the goods have not been packaged and cleared.She asked her co-worker Bai Xiumei to urge her on her behalf, and insisted on checking every piece of clothing with her eyes wide open.But the more she looked at it, the more she felt that the clothes were covered with a layer of fog, and the more she looked, the more difficult it was to see.Suddenly, the clothes began to spin as if by magic.It turned, turned, turned the world upside down, and distorted the north and south.Guo Yan felt his eyes go dark, and fell to the ground. There is a mass of chaos in front of me, and it is difficult to distinguish the latitude and longitude.She could hear the words of the workers clearly, but she couldn't speak. "What's wrong with her?" "hungry?" "Tired, must be exhausted." "Eighty percent of them are pregnant." "call the ambulance." "Quick, quick, call 911." Guo Yan didn't know where the strength came from, and desperately said a word: "Don't, don't go, hospital; I don't, I don't have insurance!" After saying this sentence, she simply couldn't hear what others said. When Bai Xiumei and several female workers sent Guo Yan home, Wang Qiming was not at home.He went to an employment agency.He felt that it was not a big deal for his wife to support him all the time. He had to support himself and find a better job than in Xiangyuan Building. The employment agency is located in Chinatown, New York.It is said to be an agency, but it is actually just a small room of ten meters square, and a lady surnamed Chen presides over the business here.Ms. Chen looked very busy, the table was covered with various forms, and the three telephones rang one after another.The room was crowded with a lot of people, Chinese, all Chinese, some from Hong Kong, some from Taiwan, Singapore, Malaysia and mainland China, all kinds of dialects, making a noise here, like a toad hole . "I want to work!" Wang Qiming squeezed to the front and said loudly to Miss Chen. "Leave your phone number and address, and I will notify you."Ms. Chen spoke in a businesslike tone. "I want it today!" Wang Qiming said clearly. "What do you want?" "Work!" "Okay, let me see." Ms. Chen lowered her head and flipped through the form. "In Long Island, there is a job as a dishwasher. Would you like to go?" "No. Do you have another job?" "There's one, also a dishwasher, in Albang, go?" "No." Miss Chen closed the notebook, looked at Wang Qiming's face, and asked him: "What special skills do you have? English, how about English?" Wang Qiming said in his heart, if English is good, why should I come to you? Ms. Chen asked again: "Do you have any special requirements?" "My request, I mean, are there any hands-free jobs?" Ms. Chen was taken aback, and shrugged her shoulders in an extremely American way; those job seekers laughed when they heard Wang Qiming's words. Wang Qiming couldn't stand the laughter at him, so he waved his hands and walked out of the gate of the employment agency. He was walking on the street, and suddenly felt that the exhausting work in the Xiangyuan Building was actually so precious!He found a street phone and dialed the number for Xiangyuan Building.It happened to be Ah Chun who answered the phone. "Is it Mr. Wang? You can continue to rest for a while, I have found a dishwasher, you don't have to rush to work." "What?" Wang Qiming became anxious when he heard that, "I didn't say I would quit my job!" "I know. But my business still needs to be done! You also know that my place is full of carrots and pits." "You should... have told me sooner." "Too busy to attend to." "But I still have money in the shop." "Come and pick it up anytime. Goodbye!" Ah Chun hung up the phone first. Wang Qiming hung up the phone fiercely: "It's really not a thing!" He cursed angrily, but the passers-by on the street ignored him; he was doubly annoyed that no one paid any attention to him when he cursed in the street like this.He simply cursed loudly in Beijing dialect, cursing to relieve his anger. However, no one from the pedestrians looked at him. People were busy and no one paid attention to him. Finally, he was discouraged and went home with the setting sun. As soon as he entered the house, he saw Bai Xiumei sitting on the edge of the bed, and Guo Yan, who was pale, had a towel on her head and was fast asleep.He panicked and quickly asked, "What's wrong with Guo Yan?" Bai Xiumei waved to him, motioning for him to whisper. "She passed out. Tired." Wang Qiming approached Guo Yan's bed lightly, and gently touched his wife's forehead with one hand.He seemed to have had the opportunity to look at his wife carefully. She lost weight.Haggard, pale complexion, deep black halo under the eye circles. Wang Qiming looked at it for a while, then suddenly turned around and walked out of the house.Bai Xiumei asked him where he was going from behind him, but he didn't answer, but he knew in his heart: If you go to the Xiangyuan Building, even if you lose your hand, you still have to keep that job!