Chapter 8 Purple Mo Hongchen (8)

A middle-aged woman lived in another bed in my room.Hunan person.Futai's big face with double eyelids and wide forehead looks somewhat like the late leader Mao Zedong.And also surnamed Mao.She barged through the door after I'd watched the TV news, with her travel bag all over her body, the key tag under her chin.As soon as she entered the door, she threw away everything and went straight to the toilet, urinating like a storm in a hurry and loudly.I couldn't help hating Mr. Wang again, and I was reluctant to rent a room. I have worked in Germany for seven days, and I have learned that I have created immeasurable benefits for Boss Jin.

She came out with her pants up amidst the sound of the toilet flushing, cleared her throat twice comfortably, and sat on my bed. I said, "Ma'am, this is my bed." She said: "Call me Comrade Mao, I don't like to listen to the current ladies." I said, "Comrade Mao, you sleep on that bed." She said: "The beds in the hostel are all the same. That one is the one." Comrade Mao put several travel bags on the bed, took out all the clothes, rummaged through them, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.The hot water in the guest house is only on for two hours.From seven to nine o'clock.Comrade Mao took a bath until 9:05, when he suddenly stuck his head out of the bathroom and exclaimed, "Why is it cold water?"

I pretended to be absorbed in watching TV and didn't hear anything. After a while, Comrade Mao came out of the bathroom in good spirits, clean as a big white goose.I quickly took out my underwear from the foggy bathroom.I can't take a shower. "Comrade, what is your last name?" I delayed for quite a while before answering: "The surname is Mei." "This surname is so strange! The eyebrows of the eyebrows. Are there any surnames in the family?" I delayed for a long time: "I don't know." There was no sound behind me.I continued to watch TV, feeling very annoyed.Suddenly there was a loud snoring, and I jumped up.Comrade Mao fell asleep happily.I observed Comrade Mao's blissful sleeping state, waiting for her second snore, but there was none.When I went to bed, Comrade Mao let out another loud snore.This uneven snoring really bothered me.It breaks up my sleep into irregular chunks.

Early the next morning, Comrade Mao put on his sneakers and went for a tour with a water bottle on his back. "I'm here to buy medical equipment in Beijing. Travel first before doing business. Xiaomei, can you go out to play? I'll wait for you when you go out." Comrade Mao extended an invitation to me lying on the bed without any grudges.I closed my eyes tiredly to show my decline. I thought I could sleep for a while after Comrade Mao left.The waiter brought boiling water.After delivering the boiling water, they started cleaning the room again.I said I won't clean it this morning, okay?The waiter said why?You have to clean it for a while, and you will be deducted a bonus if you don’t clean it.The tradition of guest houses in Beijing can be maintained well.

I spread out the address book and pressed it on the Beijing sightseeing map.Call your friends in Beijing.There are many friends who have promised to accompany me to visit Beijing, and I am not stupid enough to trust everyone.I chose Lao Ah Shan.Lao Ah Shan is not old, but he is called Lao Ah Shan.His girlfriend was originally in our unit, and I managed to transfer her to Beijing.The transfer process was very difficult, and Lao Ah Shan was very grateful to me for that.Later they failed.Ah Shan still went to Wuhan to see me when he was not mature.We are friends now. Dial the phone.I said, "Hey, I'm looking for old Ah Shan."

"Which one is yours?" The Beijinger spoke politely. I heard it as soon as I heard it. "Are you old Ah Shan?" "I am, may I ask Miss Fang's name?" Old Ah Shan didn't recognize my voice.How many phone calls have we made to mobilize.Back then I just breathed into the microphone and he knew it was me. I want to say a few more words.I said, "My name is Hong." "Oh, Lin Yanhong. Yanhong. Hello." I sighed. "Don't sigh, miss. I know who you are, but I can't tell. I can't believe you're calling me." Old Ah Shan must be wrong again.Old Ah Shan was dazzled as he wandered around the world of ladies.

"Hongshuang! Hello Miss Hongshuang!" I said, "What a memory." Lao Ah Shan was relieved.Said: "Why can't I remember you? How many beautiful ladies were there at the banquet in the Great Hall of the People? You are the only one." I am happy for Lao Ah Shan.An editor of a professional magazine got involved in frequent banquets at the Great Hall of the People.I laughed a few times. "I'm sorry, Miss. Who are you? Please raise your hand. Our directors deal with actors all day long, and there are too many girls. If you are also the lady who asked to be in the film, please report your name directly, otherwise I will have to hang up."

"Congratulations on becoming a director. You hang up." He didn't hang up, but I was about to hang up. "Ah! I can hear it! I said why the voice is so familiar!" I'm not hanging up the phone.I said, "Old Ah Shan, you have changed a lot." "Xiao Hong, you called me! I've been looking for you so desperately these days, you still have the heart to joke." I said sadly, "I'm not kidding I—" "Shut up. You little bastard is still doing this to me. Tell you. I'm teasing you on purpose. Who doesn't know a flower in the capital, a famous diary. I've seen the article you wrote about me, Great! To be serious, I will treat you to dinner at noon today. What kind of food do you want to eat? A restaurant in Beijing, I will take you to eat what you want!"

I can no longer be silent.I said: "Old Ah Shan. I am Mei Hong." Old Ah Shan exclaimed: "Brow red?" There was no sound for a long time.It feels like a pot of cold water has been poured on the head.I was terrified that something was wrong because his blood pressure was low.I yelled into the microphone: "Hey! Hey! Are you okay?" "You kill me, brow red." Old Ah Shan changed into a deep and serious voice. "Fuck! I'm so fucking ugly. Red eyebrow, don't take it seriously, I'm making fun of that female reporter. She's really a famous prostitute. Can you still have real feelings for women now? Except you of course , you are pure."