Chapter 6 Chapter Five: Three Bowls of Noodles

But after being busy for half a month, Lao Shi still has no news. During this period, a man came to me. I was sitting on the edge of the construction site eating a boxed lunch. The man’s voice was louder than the mixer beside him, and he started pointing at me from afar and yelling: “He’s mom” Yes, I finally found you!" I didn't realize it for a while, but looking at his figure and his voice, I realized that this person in front of me was the fat man I met on the edge of the cemetery. My heart skipped a beat, a mouthful of rice choked in my throat and I almost couldn't breathe-the enemy came to me!

The fat man ran over, grabbed the chicken leg that I hadn't eaten, and gnawed on it. While gnawing, he said casually, "Skinny man, you make it easier for me to find it! Where's my car?" "Car, what car?" Seeing how silly this guy looked, I started to play dumb. "Motorcycle! Don't pretend to me that you don't know." "Oh, your motorcycle was confiscated by the female ghost." As soon as I finished saying this, I felt a shock in my hand, and the box lunch was kicked off by the fat man.He pointed to my nose and said, "Do you fucking know how much my car costs? If you lose it, be careful... I'll fuck you!"

The fat man wanted to get angry, but his appearance made me want to laugh, so I could only hold my breath and said, "Oh, okay, don't be angry, you haven't lost your car, just go get it with me later." Yes... but you have to accompany me for a meal." When the fat man heard that the motorcycle was still there, he stopped being angry and promised that a meal would not be a problem.I took him to the pond, pointed to the pond and said, "It's right here." The fat man looked around, his face changed suddenly, and he yelled in my face again: "Are you kidding me?!"

"Under the water." My voice was calm. I didn't expect the fat man to cry out. The voice was quite miserable, like a dead father. Now it was my turn to be stunned. I didn't expect him to be so fragile. I began to wonder if I had done too much up.Looking at him carefully again, he looked like he was 20 years old at most, and he looked pitiful when he was crying. Only then did he realize that although this guy was relatively big, he might still be just a child, so his heart softened, and he comforted him: "You Why is a big man crying, the motorcycle is not dead, I will catch it for you in a while."

But he ignored me and kept crying, so I could only sit on the sidelines and wait until he finished crying, I found a rope, jumped into the water, tied the motorcycle, and the two of us tried our best With the strength of my grandmother, I dragged the car ashore, rinsed it with water, and dragged it to the repair place with mud falling all the way. The boss frowning and frowning all afternoon, finally got the car ready. The car was finished, but the fat man was still silent, as if he was still angry. I thought that if he wanted to fight me, I would use the two charges of "possession of guns and grave robbery" to scare him, but look It seems that I don’t need it now, things are completely beyond my expectations, so I can only comfort him, and in the evening, I invite him to "Shubuliu Noodle Restaurant" for dinner, and then he gradually recovers and is willing to chat with me. .

As expected, this fat man is still a child. He has just passed his 19th birthday. His name is Sun Kui. He lives with his grandmother on the east side of the town, and his parents run a factory in the county town. .Sun Kui studied technical secondary school for two years, and he would not go to school until he died. He said that he was not that kind of material, and his father stomped his feet in anger and wanted to beat him, but he was rough and thick, and it didn't hurt when he was beaten. Don't worry about him anymore, give him some living expenses every month, and let him live with his grandma.Fatty's family is actually quite rich, but he is very frugal, saying that grandma is sick, and he wants to save it to buy medicine for her. I thought to myself, I really can't see that this child is quite filial.

He doesn't usually go out, he spends all day in his room surfing the Internet, playing games, visiting forums, and reading novels. He turned out to be an otaku, so I asked him why he went to the Maojiawu cemetery in the middle of the night ?And look at the things you brought are still going to dig graves?It's against the law, don't you know? Now he was embarrassed, and after a long time, he told me that he often went to a forum, the novel forum, and the novel was about tomb robbers. The novel was very popular, and the forum was also very popular. Come and love it.That MM adores tomb robbers, Sun Kui thought, although he is not capable of robbing tombs, he can still pretend to be, so he had a whim, and posted a post on the forum announcing that he would go to rob tombs alone in the middle of the night , and will take photos and upload them to the Internet the next day to show their courage and ability, and of course the most important thing is to win MM's heart.So I prepared a large bag of things, in addition to the peach wood swords, talisman papers, Buddha statues, prayer beads, garlic, crosses I have seen, and black donkey hooves that I have never seen before. I don't know where to throw it, and the gun, which is actually a homemade earthen cannon bought from the countryside with great difficulty, was also thrown away.

It turned out that this was the case, and I suddenly remembered that supernatural photo, so I asked him: "That day, did you really see the female ghost in white?" As soon as I asked, the fatty’s expression immediately became tense again. I saw goosebumps popping up on his arms. He picked up the noodle bowl and poured it into his mouth, only to find that there was no noodle soup left in the bowl. So I took the chopsticks and sucked them into my mouth. Seeing him like this, I ordered another bowl of noodles, then turned around and continued, "Tell me, what's going on, that scared you like that?"

When the noodles came again, Sun Kui grinned and said that only eating can make me feel at ease. I said, tell me while eating, and he was not polite, and while sucking the noodles, he told me about the events of that day Come. I don’t know whether it’s because of eating noodles that caused my inarticulate speech or I have a problem with my expressive ability. His narration gave me a headache. of: He himself does not believe in ghosts, and he has also done fortune-telling, saying that he is a pure yang character, and his life is hard, so he usually cannot die, and many bizarre things have happened since he was a child. He won't die, just like when he rushed down the slope at that speed that day and got into a car accident but was fine.

So that night he went to Maojiawu alone, the main purpose was to take photos of the tomb robbers and show them off on the forum, and the second purpose was to see what a ghost looks like, because he had never seen it before, but after hearing too much from others, he became very special. curious. When he arrived at the cemetery, he didn't believe in ghosts himself, and he had enough equipment, thinking that even if he encountered something ghostly, he could handle it, so he wasn't afraid at all, humming a ditty on the grave Jumping around, touching here and patting there, it's a joy.Later, when I touched a grave mound, I took a POSE photo with an engineering shovel, but after taking a look, I found the white shadow on the photo. After zooming in, I saw the hideous face, and my mood was a bit complicated. On the one hand I was very excited to finally get a picture of a ghost, and on the other hand, I was a little scared, but in general, my curiosity outweighed my fear. He looked in that direction, and sure enough, he saw a vague white figure standing there. It's the same as in the photo, but the strange thing is that the figure is still so blurred, and it feels very erratic, seemingly real or fake.His eyesight is very good, and it is reasonable to say that he would not be able to see things clearly, but that figure was just so vaguely stuck behind the grave.

The fat man swallowed, waved at the figure, and said, "Hi, Aunt Ghost, how about I take a photo of you?" The white shadow didn't speak, and the fat man also became nervous. He didn't know what it was standing there, so he wanted to take a closer look, but at this moment, he suddenly felt something hit the back of his head. All of a sudden, he turned his head to look, but found that there was nothing behind him. He wondered if some big bug had hit his head, so he turned around again, and suddenly, a pair of white eyes were pressing against his face. Keep your eyes on it! This moment scared the fat man, the white shadow stood in front of him unknowingly, but he still couldn't see clearly, only the pair of all white eyes stared at him deathly, the distance was no more than 10 centimeters. The fat man stretched out his hand and grabbed it in front of him, but it was empty, but the pale eyes did not move away, they were still staring at him at a close distance. The fat man thought that this time he really encountered a ghost. , went to take out the black bag, but soon he found that no matter how he moved, the eyes seemed to grow in front of him, wherever he turned his head, the eyes followed, and the white shadow completely blocked the sight, and he was not at all. Unable to see, he stretched out his hand, took out the mahogany sword, and began to swing it vigorously, but nothing was cut, then took out a talisman, and threw it forward, still without any effect, and then took out the black donkey's hoof, Shut up that eye, but it doesn't help at all.He simply closed his eyes, and started to shout like crazy, jumping and jumping, tossing for a while, but when he opened his eyes, the white eyes still did not leave, tired of tossing, and slowly he began to calm down , I closed my eyes again, thinking to myself, could it be that it is not a ghost at all, but that I am blind?Blindness!Eyes full of white?But he couldn't figure out why he became blind all of a sudden, and from the corner of his eye, he could vaguely see the whole white face, except for the eyes, nose and mouth. What's going on with his grandma? While he was in a daze, a voice came from his ears, which made his hair stand on end. The voice sounded like a dying person, weakly. He listened carefully for a while, as if he was repeating a word, but he I can't remember what word it is, the frequency of the repetition is getting faster and faster, and it was attached to the ear, but now it seems to be getting into his ear bit by bit. The fat man thought it was okay, so he He raised his hand and inserted his finger into his ear, and flicked vigorously, trying to get out the thing that made the sound, otherwise he would not only become blind, but also deaf. But there was still no effect, the sound seemed to have passed through the eardrums and began to drill into the head! At this critical moment, the fat man suddenly thought of the soil gun. His vision and hearing were basically useless. He could only rely on his memory and the touch of his hands to touch the side of the backpack. Fortunately, the soil gun was still there. Loaded and fired a shot in front of him. This homemade earthen gun is different from standard firearms, the sound is very loud, just like a cannon. "Boom"!He only heard a huge sound burst out, and in an instant, the fat man could no longer hear the sound in his ears. He opened his eyes and saw that the pair of white eyes in front of him were gone. He thought to himself, is it really a ghost?This ghost is afraid of guns?He couldn't help but look behind the grave again. It didn't matter what he looked at, and he was startled again. The white shadow was still there motionless, but this time he could see clearly that it was a woman with long hair. , a weird smile was showing on his face, and he seemed to be thinking something... The fat man was so frightened that he froze his ass, swung the soil gun, ran towards the asphalt road, stepped on the motorcycle, screwed up the accelerator, and rushed down the slope without looking back. The next scene is what I saw that's it. Speaking of which, I asked Fatty, can you be sure that what you see is a ghost? The fat man finished eating the noodles again, and nodded lightly. I asked him why you were so sure that it was a ghost. Didn't you say that you have a pure yang character, and according to the historical ghost theory, it is impossible to see unclean things?And the ghost didn't respond to the mahogany sword or talisman paper, but responded to the sound of the earth gun, which is not normal. The fat man didn't speak anymore, I suddenly remembered how he was crying before, so I asked him why he was crying, his voice became softer now, and his eye circles started to turn red again, I knew it was not easy. Sure enough, he told me that after he fled home on foot like crazy that night, he wanted to talk to his grandma about the incident, but when he saw grandma lying on the ground, he panicked, maybe he had another stroke and passed out, so he didn't care about anything. , picked her up and ran to the hospital.Although the fat man is an otaku, his physical strength is surprisingly good. He ran all the way to the hospital. After examination, he found that it was not a stroke, but a cerebral hemorrhage!The doctor said that if it was a little later, it would be sent directly to the crematorium. That night, Fatty also experienced so many thrilling things. He stayed with his grandmother to take care of her, and then immediately notified his parents to let them come over overnight. He waited until his condition basically stabilized before lying down and sleeping. meeting. But it wasn't until the next afternoon that his father arrived at the hospital alone. He didn't see his mother, and the fat man didn't ask too many questions, because he knew that the relationship between his parents had already started to go bad a long time ago. There was also a divorce. This time, even grandma was seriously ill. There was only one person here. There must be a big problem, but Fatty doesn't bother to care about the unexplainable troubles between them. The only thing he worries about now is whether grandma will get better. Come here, because he felt that only his grandma really loved him since he was a child. His father paid the operation fee and hospitalization fee, and stayed with him all night with bloodshot eyes. The father and son had nothing to say all night, and hurried back to the county seat early the next morning, and told the fat man to notify him immediately if there was anything wrong. , the fat man ignored him and let him go. But after staying in the hospital for several days, grandma never woke up, and the doctor couldn't find out what was going on. On the evening of the fourth day, the fat man was lying on the bedside sleeping when he heard his grandma talking. He rubbed his eyes and saw grandma's mouth opening and closing. Her voice was like a breath of air, but it seemed as if she was repeating a word with constant frequency. Speed ​​up, Fatty immediately recalled that the voice she made was exactly the same as the female ghost in the cemetery that day!Goosebumps all over his body immediately, the fat man was stunned, it took him a long time to react, and he started to call the doctor, but when the doctor came, grandma's mouth didn't move again, as if she hadn't spoken at all. The doctor saw that he was still asleep, and was about to blame the fat man for looking for trouble, but when he glanced at the ECG monitor next to him, he immediately yelled inwardly. It looked like a motor was installed, and the doctor was dumbfounded. He didn't know what the situation was, because he had never seen a human heart beat so fast, but when he was in a daze, the heartbeat gradually slowed down. It was getting slower and slower, and the doctor had already reacted, and immediately organized more people to carry out emergency rescue. But seven or eight people were busy for more than an hour, and could only watch the heartbeat getting slower and slower, as if the oil had burned out, the motor stopped turning, and the electrocardiogram finally turned into a straight line, and the old man's face could only be covered. On the board, it was announced that the rescue failed and died. Perhaps, this is the smell of life and death. In the next few days, the fat man was in a trance, immersed in fear, doubt and endless memories, until after the funeral, he had a big fight with his father. After a fight, his father was sent to the hospital, and he finally came back to his senses. My experience in the past few days is quite bizarre. This fat man is not much different from me. I have already ordered him the third bowl of noodles. After watching him finish eating, he lowered his head and took a piece of noodles in the bowl with chopsticks. It is really not easy to think about this kid, but judging from the fact that he can stay with grandma until he passes away, he is quite filial, and his eyes on things are fairly upright, but his temper is a little bit off, and he actually Can send my own father into the hospital... He said that after he beat his father, he put down his cruel words, said that he never wanted to see them again, and swore that he would never contact them again, and would never ask them for money again, so he ran out alone with I didn't have any money, and my eyes were almost green with hunger, so I remembered the things I threw in the cemetery and my motorcycle, and I should be able to sell some money when I picked them up, so I came here. I thought to myself, no wonder this fat man snatched the chicken legs from my lunch box the first time he saw me, and now he swallowed three bowls of noodles in a row, so he was hungry... I asked him what he planned to do next, and he said that he would sell his motorcycle and computer first, and he could not continue to live in the house, he had to find a job and support himself. I said that it is good for you to have this kind of heart, and you should be encouraged, but after all, your parents are still your parents, and you can't just sever the relationship just by saying that you want to break off the relationship. Although they often divorce, as the saying goes, every family has hard-to-read scriptures. Parents are no exception. Many things cannot be clarified or resolved in three or two sentences. You may not be able to understand them now, but you will naturally understand them when you reach a certain age. So I advise you to Apologize to your father later, and then think of a way to persuade your mother to come back. The fat man listened with his head down, and did not answer. I know that at his age, he is in the most important period of developing his outlook on life and the world. What he experiences at this time and his views on things will have a great impact on his future life. So to be quite sincere, I hope he can take care of himself. He obviously also felt some meaning revealed in my words, raised his head and nodded slightly, and told me that he still plans to find a job first, and then go back to apologize to his father when he finds a job. I continued to say something, and suddenly I saw him staring out the window and said, "Someone seems to be looking for you outside?" Turning my head and looking, it was already dark, the lights were on on the street, bustling crowds and vehicles were passing by, but I couldn't see the person who the fat man said was looking for me. I looked at the fat man suspiciously, and he said, "Just now there was a man standing across the street for a long time, he looked this way from time to time, obviously looking at you, but before you turned your head, that man Just go." "Have you seen what that person looks like?" "No, it's too far away." I thought about it carefully. In the past few days, I have always vaguely felt a pair of eyes behind me, staring at me from time to time, but I am not sure. Now that the fat man pointed it out, I still feel a little Surprised, someone has been following and monitoring me! But I don't need to let the fat man know about it, so I just changed the topic casually. After talking for a long time, I promised Fatty to help him contact work, because I know a few contractors, since Fatty has good physical strength, maybe he can go to work on the construction site, Fatty is naturally very happy to hear that, and he is full of little horses, little horses It's really interesting.