Chapter 4 Chapter Four Enlightenment

Let me introduce my personal guide. Jim is the eldest son, with five younger brothers and three younger sisters, making him quite prosperous.Two of the younger brothers are also doing chores for tourists, but they are short-term servants. The advantage is that they can learn English by hand. One day Jim asked me if I needed someone to help me with laundry and other chores. He was very enthusiastic and recommended me his 12-year-old sister, saying that she is very diligent and loves to clean. And it's beautiful. I thought I shouldn’t need it. No matter how beautiful it is, it’s none of my business. At most, it’s really just doing laundry for me, a slacker. Besides, I bought a few sweatshirts with special materials before I arrived in Gambia. , Synthetic plastic fiber, as long as it falls into the water and rubs it casually, it will be very clean. Let it dry indoors, even if the weather is cloudy, it will dry quickly.Later, when I went to Hong Kong to participate in an exchange meeting (they called it a pen meeting) held by Mainland Jingu Legend Magazine, I also took two sweatshirts with me, and bought two more when I arrived there.

The lazy, smart way to travel. But I thought about it, and seeing Jim's eagerness to find a part-time job for his family, I agreed. The key is still cheap. When we arrived at Jim's house, I had an idea and asked Jim if he wanted to drive his siblings out to have a look or just hang around. Jim was very happy, and his siblings were even more ecstatic, filling the back seat with us. Start shaking.I later learned that Jim was not happy because he could take his younger siblings out, but because I invited his family members to travel together, saying that I treated him as a friend rather than an ordinary private tour guide, which meant elevating his status. He showed his face in front of his family and neighbors, which was a great way to save face.

However, after Jim's younger brothers and sisters got into the car, the smell in the car became a bit unpleasant. It wasn't the sticky smell of sweat and dirt that hadn't been wiped after pooping or taking a shower for many days, but a very mysterious smell. However, my easy-going personality certainly didn't show any abnormality. At this time, I remembered a book I read when I was young called "Education of Love". There is a short story in the story of love, to the effect that a cement worker’s son came to the author’s house as a guest. When he was about to leave, as soon as his buttocks left the sofa, the author found that his friend had left a little white ash. It was photographed, but stopped by his father.After his friend left, his father said that cleaning up Baihui in front of his friend would hurt his friend's face and even his dignity. Anyway, Baihui can be photographed at any time, but people must be considered first.

I agree very much, if I was smoked to the point of vomiting, I would pretend that I was motion sickness, and I would not drag myself because I was framed by the smell. When it comes to vomiting, I can't help but think of a student outing in the third grade of elementary school.That can be regarded as one of the top ten important events that have affected my life (Which ten are they? I can’t tell, the number or ranking is just to be cautious). It was a sunny day, and we were going to play in a children’s amusement park. There were more than 50 people in the class sharing a bus, and the seats had been arranged according to height. I talked (I liked talking nonsense when I was young, and even made up stories to play tricks on the teacher), so I was arranged behind the teacher, at the front of the bus.

But not long after driving, a classmate sitting at the tail of the bus raised his hand precariously, declaring that he was physically prone to motion sickness, if he continued to hang on the back of the bus, he would definitely faint and vomit, and strongly urged the kind-hearted classmate to switch places with him so that he could Sit up front. Under his pale threat, I, who has always been caring, raised my hand (although I am prone to motion sickness) and said that I would not mind changing seats with him. The teacher said it was up to us, so we switched. I didn't get motion sickness on the back of the bus because I was enjoying my poker game with the classmate next door, but the classmate who switched seats with me had an accident.

Something happened, but it doesn't mean he vomited. Instead, the girl sitting behind him vomited. The throwing girl vomits in a very personal way, by standing up and throwing up. Don't ask me why she vomits and has to stand up, that question is as stupid as asking a left-handed person why she eats with her left hand, someone who can stand up and vomit has to stand up to be called "dug, she just stands up The type who vomits. The tragedy happened just like that, the girl stood up and vomited, and the vomit poured down on the boy's head like a revelation. It was really a shocking and powerful scene!

Not long after, the bus stopped at a rest stop, and everyone went down to pee.The classmate who was drenched in vomit feebly washed up in front of the sink in the men's bathroom. He borrowed all the toilet paper and handkerchiefs from everyone, because he had to wash off the paste sticking to his hair and You know what a tragic project it is to eliminate the soup on the clothes as much as possible. I was very impressed. No one wanted to get close to this suffering man, because not only was his body dirty, but he also exuded an overwhelming sour smell. The sour smell was so widespread that everyone went out without washing their hands after urinating.

I still remember that after I finished urinating, I looked at him standing alone in front of the sink cleaning, and said a word with some feeling: "Hey, Huang Shiying, if I hadn't changed seats with you, the person who got spit would be Me!" Encouraging him, he ran away without washing his hands. The expression on his face looking at me through the mirror is something I will never forget in my life.That's one of the ten most important expressions that have influenced my life. Then everyone got on the bus, and not long after that the boy threw up too. Sitting in front of him and throwing up, it can’t be blamed for his weak body, but the aftertaste of the vomit that poured all over his body continuously smoked him, steamed him, destroyed him, and scared away the classmates sitting next to him. He would not sit with him even if he squeezed with the people behind him.

I, who was supposed to be the No. 1 sufferer, of course cared more about the subsequent development of the incident than anyone else. I looked carefully at the girl who stood up and vomited, well, she was really ugly, and she was so ugly that she had no chance to become beautiful in the future. Whether a person is ugly or not is actually nothing to criticize, and being beautiful does not necessarily mean having a good personality or being kind, but when it comes to vomiting, there is a very serious difference between beauty and ugliness. If the girl who stands up and vomits is the supermodel Lin Chiling, at least the boy who has been enlightened can still point to the beauty on TV and say: "Ha! I think this big beauty vomited when I was in the third grade of my country. I'm all in my body! If I hadn't changed seats with Ke Jingteng, she wouldn't be able to vomit on me!"

Damn, what a pride! But it is a pity that the boy who changed seats with me will never have such an opportunity in his life, and this incident must have affected his future life. For example, he would never change seats with anyone, and once he did, the fan above his head might suddenly fall. For example, he would never trade lottery tickets to avoid missing out on the jackpot. For example, he will never play wife-swapping with others, lest he become the king of lottery. Take it too far. But the smell of the little ghost head should not be underestimated. I was really uncomfortable in the bumpy old car, so I used an excuse to open the window to breathe fresh air to avoid embarrassment.

Maybe they think I stink instead... If a person really stinks, he won't be able to smell it.