Chapter 35 sixty-ninth night toy

Sometimes there are interesting things in a boring life. I even think that if I hadn’t met Ji Yan, I would be like an ordinary person, living a mechanical life from 9 to 5. Of course, sometimes I would I met some annoying people, for example, just now at the gate of the newspaper office, a middle-aged man with a desolate appearance insisted that I buy his things. He has very long hair, a shaggy beard, half of his dirty yellow shirt is stuffed in his belt, and the other is generally running out restlessly. The middle-aged man told me that he has been unemployed for a long time. According to his own description , since seeing my articles about those interesting stories in the newspaper, I feel that his story must be of interest to me, and I hope to sell it to me for urgent use.He seemed to be short of money, I didn't want to promise him, but the man firmly grabbed my sleeve and declared that I would definitely pay.

"How are you so sure I'll pay for your story?" I asked him curiously, but tried to look dismissive. "Yes, yes, you will." The man was very happy when he saw that I finally talked to him. He put the thick file under his arm and rubbed his hands on his trousers twice. The out-of-shape trousers were suddenly wrinkled like pickles.He solemnly handed the portfolio to me with both hands. "You have to pay first. Otherwise, what if you leave after listening to the story?" He said again. I was also a little impulsive at the time, and actually negotiated the price and asked for the portfolio. I was a little annoyed when I walked away with the money. Although the money was not much, if there was a pile of waste paper in it, wouldn't it mean that I was being deceived by others as a fool?

I opened the bag. Fortunately, it was really stacks of manuscripts. The handwriting was very beautiful, which was completely different from that man's appearance. Perhaps, he was also a man with a neat suit and a noble status. Who knows, the world will never change. Faster than my mind can change. I took the manuscript back to the agency, and took it out to read in my spare time. "Before I was unemployed, I lived in my family's old house, which has been sold by me at a low price. There is no way, I can't pay off my debts to the bank. The people who bought my house were a strange couple. They should be father and son. The older one was in his thirties. He was tall, handsome, and polite. Judging from the one-time payment of the rent, he must be a very rich man.

And that child is really unacceptable. You can hardly imagine that such a gentle and gentle man would have such an annoying, no, it should be a disgusting son. The boy was about twelve or thirteen years old, only about 1.2 meters tall. His body was dirty, his hair was messed up like a bird's nest, and he always looked indifferent. Eyeballs that don't understand, his face is like a big sponge that has been sucked full of expired milk, fluffy and swollen, but very pale, what is amazing is that the child's palm is very big, almost the size of an adult, The knuckles of the fingers are also very thick, much larger than those of children of the same age, and the child is tightly holding a dilapidated doll.

The doll was almost worn out, the wig on the forehead had fallen off, and an arm was missing, and the whole body had a dark red rust color. 'My doll is the best doll, it smiles beautifully, its hands and feet are flexible, its skin doesn't need repairing, if you ask me where I bought it, I'll tell you I made it. 'Since the child got out of the car, he has been singing this weird song with his mouth open, without stopping for a moment, holding the incomplete toy and looking at the house that will soon become their home. I was talking to that man, telling them some necessary common sense, the geographical situation in the vicinity, human relations, etc., the man nodded politely and sincerely and said thank you.

'Thank you very much. I came out with him on the ramp, and I was afraid that there was something I didn't understand. After your introduction, I already have a preliminary understanding of this place. If I am not busy in the future, I hope to come here more often. You are welcome. , since we have met and we are friends, you must not bear to sell this house, so if you have financial difficulties in the future, you can come to me. 'The young man's words made me suddenly feel sour in the nose and warm in my heart. After all, such friends are rare. Just as I was about to leave, the child holding the worn-out toy suddenly turned his head and stared at me with wide-open eyes. I saw his mouth opening and closing, but it was so unnatural, and his plump lips seemed to be dry. Like a goldfish, it breathes a lot of air.

'Will you come over again?If you come, remember to bring me a toy. After he finished speaking, he was very excited, his cheeks turned red, and his chest heaved.I didn't answer his question for a moment, and I froze in place, nodding mechanically subconsciously. Fortunately, the man noticed my embarrassment, smiled and patted my shoulder, and helped the child in. This strange homeowner just lived in my house. I am ashamed to say that even though I sold the house, I still owe a lot of money. I was deprived of the most basic consumption rights, and lived like a beggar. Those friends who used to be brothers and relatives who flocked to each other Seeing me is like seeing the plague, avoiding it, and my wife also abandoned me, leaving only the lovely son. I am both happy and worried. I am happy that my son is still there, the most important thing What I worry about is that I have suffered so much, but it would be bad if my son suffers with me, so I worked hard, but I was still overwhelmed by the high debt.

Finally one day, I remembered what that man said before we broke up, so I decided to look for him with a thick skin. When I came to my previous home again, it was a very strange and sad feeling, just like seeing my former wife or girlfriend lying in the arms of another man. The surrounding seemed a little quieter than before. I knocked on the door and waited for a long time, but it was the child who opened the door that I hated. 'Compared to my son, how ugly this child is. 'I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. 'As expected, you are here. 'The child didn't hold the toy and changed clothes, but his appearance remained the same. I tried my best to suppress my dislike for him, and patted his head pretending to be friendly. The curly jet-black hair was as hard as a bent wire. .

'Is your father there?I want to find something about him. 'I smiled, but he patted my hand down very angrily. 'You are too impolite, how can you slap someone on the head casually, in my hometown, this is very impolite behavior. He said very angrily, and then suddenly smiled with his eyes bent, two dimples appeared on his fat cheeks, like the eddies of the sewer water, and it seemed that someone had pierced his face with a compass Two big holes. 'So you are looking for him, please wait, he is resting inside, I will call him out immediately. ' replied the child with a smile, asking me to sit inside.

I walked in carefully, and all the furniture inside was black, black wooden table, black coffee table, sofa covered with a black coat, and black glasses. There was a pair of Van Gogh's sunflowers hanging on the wall, although it was It is imitated, but it is also vivid. Looking at it in a place with insufficient light, the flower seems to be dancing with the wind. 'I'll call him. 'The child walked into the inner room step by step. 'Why didn't he call the man his father, maybe the child wasn't that man's son at all. 'I was wondering, and before I got there, there was a sound of rolling wheels in the dark place deep in the room. It seemed to be a wheelchair, and the iron wheels rolled on the wooden board, making a creaking sound.

'You really came. 'Although I can't see his face clearly, it must be that man, his voice is still soft and full of magnetism. 'Oh yes, really, it's really hard to say, I'm very nervous, I don't care, the key is I don't want my son to suffer, it's not going to be Children's Day soon, although he is very sensible and doesn't say anything, but I know he really wants to go to the playground, so I came to you with the cheek. 'I said it in one breath. 'Is that so?It's really heartbreaking, I can help you, because I can also understand your mood. ' said the man softly, and then I heard a whisper.Then there was a rush of footsteps. The boy came out of the shadows with some money in his hand. 'He said that there is not much cash, and he can only give you this for the time being. 'The boy smiled again, even his smile looked cute in my eyes.I accepted the money, thanked them a thousand times, and promised to pay it back as soon as possible, but the man politely declined and told him to come to him if he had any difficulties. The child sent me to the door, and when the door was about to close, he suddenly looked at me through the crack of the door, which made me feel a little uncomfortable. 'Didn't I tell you that you will bring me a toy next time you come. 'He suddenly put away his smiling face and looked at me seriously. I just remembered it, and quickly said sorry, and told the child that I would definitely fulfill my promise. 'Okay, let me trust you again. ' Saying this, he giggled and closed the door. With this money, my son and I had a very happy Children's Day.I have never been so happy since I lost my job. Of course, I am grateful to that man from the bottom of my heart, and I am sincerely lucky to have met such a noble man. But the days are still passing, but I have not been able to find a job. When I first felt depressed, a friend of mine introduced me to the circus to find some odd jobs. It was a small circus, not so much a circus as a group of entertainers running around the rivers and lakes, but they performed some clumsy magic tricks and acrobatics in rural villages, plus some obscene programs to attract the audience Well, most of these groups are improvised and may disperse at any time, just like a well-made building made of mud, it will shatter when poked with a finger. I was there to carry some sundries and props for them, and I was also responsible for preparing meals for the actors. Fortunately, these people were kind and treated me fairly well. The wages were settled every day. Although it was hard work, I could get a relatively A decent income is hard to come by for me. The leader here is an old man in the senior grade, about sixty years old, but his voice and spirit are not at all similar. He always has an angry expression and severely reprimands everyone in the troupe. The red face always wears the exaggerated beard like a Beijing opera actor, but it is snow white. It is said that most of the actresses in the troupe have an affair with him. In their spare time, they like to drink and eat meat in big bowls. Speaking of him, he is quite a bold and easy-to-approach person. Of course, he has met my son and loves him very much, which is why I get less abuse here. He had severe burn marks on his left face and half of his body. Whenever I asked about it, he always closed his eyes and didn't say anything, or he sighed and said that it happened a long time ago, so there is no need to mention it.Once in his room—a temporary wooden house, I saw a photo frame on his messy table. There was a black and white photo in it. Although it was black and white, it was a very beautiful one. Feminine, her duck-egg-shaped face and rounded chin, as well as her beautiful and kind eyes are very comfortable to look at, and you can find her very loving and compassionate light at any time. I asked others, and everyone said that this is a girl who performed magic in the circus where the troupe owner used to stay. They also disappeared after a big fire. It is said that this woman and that fire are the eternal pain in the heart of the group leader. The circus stayed around a little longer because of the good business, so I made enough of that money to pay the man back. Although I am unemployed and destitute, my self-esteem is still there. Since I agreed to borrow it, I should pay it back. Although there is no fixed date, I should have a clear time in my heart, so once the money is enough, I will immediately Went back there with my son and of course I bought a doll on purpose so I wouldn't make the same mistake twice. The son insisted on going because he felt that he should thank others, and he wanted to go home and have a look. After all, it was the place where he grew up. I was very pleased with my son's understanding, so the father and son went to visit them. . Fortunately, the man was at home this time, and he opened the door. Although his eyes were a little tired, they still had a sunny smiling face and very beautiful eyes. 'Is that you?Is there something? ' he asked me kindly, and invited me and my son in.The room was the same as last time, but slightly brighter. 'Did you get sick last time?Or injured legs?That's why you're in a wheelchair, right? 'I asked him suddenly, the man was stunned for a moment, surprised, nodded with a random smile, and stopped talking.Then he brought two Cokes out of it, and my son and I drank some. I chatted with him for a while, and was about to take the money out of my pocket and return it to him.At this time, that nasty boy ran out again. I don't know why, so I took my hand out again. 'Oh, it's you, by the way, did you bring the toy you promised me? The boy said bluntly, with a very arrogant and disdainful expression, as if he was directing a servant. I endured the atmosphere, still smiled and gave him the doll. Who knew he took it over and looked at it, and threw it on the floor. Although I was not very angry at this time, my face probably lost all color .The man picked up the doll very sorry, and carefully stuffed it back into the boy's hand, but he still threw it away. 'My doll is the best doll, it smiles beautifully, its hands and feet are flexible, its skin doesn't need repairing, if you ask me where I bought it, I'll tell you I made it. 'He suddenly lowered his head, as if his neck had been broken, and the song he heard last time came from his body, but this time it sounded very gloomy and hoarse. I didn't know what to say, the boy suddenly raised his head again, looked at my dazed son with excitement on his face, rushed over and hugged him, my son and I didn't have time to react, and suddenly said I can't speak. He looked thinner and shorter than my son, but he was picked up easily. The boy happily pinched my son's cute face with his hands, making him cry out in pain. I wanted to go and hug my son back, but found that I couldn't move. 'It's so cute, such a cute toy, do, be my toy, I will throw away all the previous ones. 'The boy looked at my son and suddenly said such a sentence. 'don't want! 'I suddenly had a very bad feeling, but my eyes darkened and I passed out.When I lost consciousness, the only thing I heard was the man's sigh. 'Why are you coming back? ' I don’t know how long I slept before I woke up. It seemed that the Coke must have been drugged. My headache was severe, as if several strong wrestlers squeezed it vigorously from different directions with their huge arms. It was very difficult to open my eyes, the house was empty, and I looked at my watch, only to realize that it was supposed to be in the afternoon, but now it was almost evening. I looked around, and it seemed that I was carried to the place where my former bedroom used to be. Because I was very familiar with it, even after changing the furniture, I could walk easily. I didn’t find my son, so I worriedly called out his name, but after searching for a long time, But there is no trace. I walked all the way to the other bedroom, which used to belong to my son, but it seems that the nasty kid lives in it now. The house is very clean, and there is a big cabinet inside, layer by layer, with five compartments on each floor. I looked carefully Look, it's all very worn out doll toys, all kinds, wearing different clothes, some without hands, some without feet, some without heads, but most of them are about my son's age The appearance of a similar child.But the body is a few sizes smaller. I suddenly felt a very uncomfortable feeling, and walked over, opened the cabinet, a burst of pungent potion mixed with the smell of rotten flesh came to my nostrils, I held my nose and picked up one of the dolls with a broken hand. When I hold it in my hand, it doesn't feel dry and hard plastic or rough wood texture, but it feels very creamy and soft like soap soaked in water, yes, it's a muscle feeling . I looked at the rest of the dolls, and on some of the dolls' fingers, I saw fingerprints. No toy is so fine as to have fingerprints engraved on fingers. These dolls, dolls, and toys are all made up of the limbs of living people, the bodies of living children. my son! My head seemed to be hit hard by a hard object. I almost suffocated. I held on to the edge of the cabinet tightly with both hands to prevent me from falling. When I walked out of the house, I looked at the desk. A few photos, I took them out and put them on me.Then he ran out of the room and continued to look for his son. I must find him. Although I don't want to confirm the terrible idea in my heart, I searched this house several times but it was in vain. When I was desperate, I remembered that there is a storage in our house that is similar to a semi-basement room. The entrance is in the kitchen. I turned the floor up and walked down by the faint light of the lighter. 'My doll is the best doll, it smiles beautifully, its hands and feet are flexible, its skin doesn't need repairing, if you ask me where I bought it, I'll tell you I made it. 'The melodious voice of this song was heard in the basement, like cooked meat, the fragrance spread in all directions, and the light of the fire was very weak, so weak that it seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness at any time. 'Dad, I'm here, here. 'I suddenly heard my son's crisp shouts, and hurriedly ran in that direction. But when my lighter shines in the past, it is the face of that ugly child. He closed his mouth tightly, but the corners of his mouth could not be restrained from knocking upwards, his eyes smiled into a slit, and the cheeks on both sides were bulging like meat mounds, under the firelight he looked like a smiling devil. 'Are you looking for your son? He spoke, but his voice was extremely rough and dry, like the sound of an old man turning a shaft that hasn't been oiled for a long time. 'Here it is. 'The basement suddenly brightened.I saw my son. He raised his head, closed his lovely big eyes tightly, and had an exaggerated and unreal smile on his bluish-purple face. Two thin lines hung down from the corners of his mouth, and his hands and feet were also dropped, forming a pose with his hands raised high. The movement is like a puppet sitting on a hospital operating table. Standing next to him was the man, always smiling kindly. The difference was that there were many broken human limbs hanging on the walls around him, and there were many large glasses on the table next to him, in which some children's blood was soaked. The heads were neatly stacked in a row, as well as a lot of medical equipment and props, as well as a blood-stained operating table. 'Why are you coming back? ' said the man. 'You brought my toys. 'The kid laughed. I finally passed out again, and that time I would rather not wake up again. But I woke up, and it was my son who woke me up. 'Dad, wake up quickly. 'My son was crying and shoving my body, I regained consciousness, I was pleasantly surprised, I hugged him, and didn't let go until my son cried out in pain.Then I stripped off my son's clothes like crazy and looked for wounds everywhere. Fortunately, his body was still smooth and tender without any injuries. Only then did I heave a sigh of relief. On the ground I picked up a letter that said it was for me.I didn't have time to watch, so I picked up my son and left the place quickly. I slept well the next day, and while I read the letter, I walked towards the circus. 'I don't know how to describe this to you. First of all, I want to apologize for my father's strange and naughty behavior. He is such a person. Although he did wrong things when he was young, he is no longer like that, so I Watching him all the time, in order to meet his almost perverted needs, I kept collecting the bodies of those children who had just died and processed them into his favorite dolls. I must swear on my personality and life that I have never killed a single person , These corpses were bought from various places. Of course, this required a lot of money and energy, but who told him that he was my father? The childlike voice you hear is just the sound of his ventriloquist, he is a ventriloquist genius, this family stunt has disappeared to me, of course, this has a lot to do with my reluctance to learn relationship, although I graduated from a prestigious medical university, I couldn't afford these high expenses, so I have my own business and career, because I just want my father to be happy, after all, he has also suffered a lot, especially It was after his mother passed away that he became very restless and easily fluctuated. This was just a joke he was determined to make on you, so I apologize again, as an apology, we moved, out of here, so before I leave, I leave this letter again, expressing my condolences to you and your son for the shock I'm so sorry. 'I crumpled the letter up, threw it out, and cursed secretly. When I got back to the circus, I immediately found the owner of the circus and showed him what happened and the old photo. He looked at the photo for a long time, smoked several cigarettes, and then spoke slowly under my urging. "That guy is also a hateful and pitiful person. He is a dwarf, a dwarf who was born. His parents, who were also the owners of my former circus, actually put their youngest son in order to perform some money-making shows. Instilled drugs and let him stay in a small jar all year round, so he became like this, his show in the troupe is the most popular, the whole circus depends on him to make money, but what he gets is the most Poor food and ridicule from the whole circus, he always endured silently, endured beatings from his brothers and parents, and he smiled at everyone, because he still has me and that girl, just two friends .Because his parents and brothers didn't treat him as a relative at all, or even as a human being at all, but as a tool, just a tool to make money.But even though he has suffered so much, he has always maintained a child-like mentality and likes to joke and play games. He is quite smart, he always learns some knowledge by himself, and he can also design programs by himself. Children will smile when they see him.When he was with that beautiful girl, he was always ridiculed by others, but no one thought that the girl really fell in love with him and made many dolls for him.All the men and women in the group cast contemptuous glances, especially the young male actor, who always wanted to kill him, because he stole the object of these people's hearts.And the women laughed at a flower stuck in cow dung, something even worse than cow dung. Finally, his father, the leader of the group at the time, found out about this matter. In fact, this old guy also coveted that girl for a long time. He never thought that such a beautiful girl would be mixed with the foolish son he despised the most. Everyone put vicious words on the girl, they spat on the girl, tore her clothes and hair, left all kinds of scars on her body, called her a slut, a whore loudly.Although I wanted to save them, I kept my words light. In the end, the girl had a miscarriage amidst the beating and cursing.And that kid was locked in a dark room without sunlight all day long.In this dark room, finally his heart gradually became dark. In the end, he was released by the neglected girl, but the long-standing resentment made him do something stupid. He imitated the voice of the head of the group and told everyone to go to a closed room, saying that it was a year-end bonus and a group of people. Going in happily, he found that the inside was full of dry firewood. It was too late when these people began to suspect, and then he locked the door and set a fire outside.However, his parents and brothers did not know where they went. Later, it was heard that he kept all those people in captivity and lived in a dark basement forever. Everyone except me was burned to death. In fact, I was only because his conscience found out and asked me not to go to that room. I was burned because I wanted to fight the fire after the incident, but the two settled me a little bit. And healed my burns, but before I was healed, he took the girl and left, and never came again. When he left, he only took all the dolls that the girls made for him and the picture. A group photo of the entire circus. The group leader finally finished speaking, with some tears in his eyes, and a pair of big hands tightly clutching the long photo, the yellowed photo.Nothing like his usual look. 'He has left this photo behind, which means he wants to forget that part of the past. ' I said, the group leader was stunned for a moment, then nodded, then tore the photo into pieces and threw it into the trash can. I haven't been back to that house either, I left it idle, took my son, and lived a hard life, although it was uncomfortable, but I firmly believe that all sufferings will come to an end, and people should think of themselves at their worst at their best What will happen? It's really the worst time, but I have to think that the good days may not be far away. My son is smart and sensible, and I am the happiest. It's just that every time he whispered to me that he wanted to buy a toy, I couldn't help being a little startled. " After I finished reading this story, I was a little depressed. Looking out of the window, I saw the man just now. He bought some snacks for his son with the income he just earned. The two father and son walked together happily. For some, they are very wealthy. I just remembered that tomorrow is Father's Day, maybe I should do something for my father, don't talk about giving gifts, at least chat with him, play a game of chess, or just stay quietly by his side , looking at him silently, in this way, he will be happy for a long time.