Chapter 6 The boy's secret

September 23, 200X 11:05 AM "I'm sorry, that's...you have to pay for it." The red-haired punk turned around and looked at the saleswoman who reminded him.He stuffed the remaining half of ham sausage into his mouth, chewing nonchalantly while laughing "giggle".The female shop assistant who was originally serious looked embarrassed instead. After swallowing the sausage, the red-haired boy lowered his head and put his face close to that of the saleswoman: "To be honest, you are quite cute. If you look at me like this again, maybe I will fall in love with you."

"You..." The female clerk's face turned red, her eyes flickered, and she didn't know where to look.She emphasized again, "This is a supermarket, and you have to pay for food." "That's what I call you cute." The red-haired gangster still looked cynical, staring at the female shop assistant with a mischievous smile, and whispered, "You still don't seem to understand the situation we're in now. In what situation, do you still care about money or not?" The female clerk was at a loss for words for a while, and her face became even more embarrassed.

The red-haired gangster tore open another pack of beef jerky in front of her, and handed a piece to her mouth, but the female shop assistant blocked it with her hand.The red-haired boy said with a smile: "We are trapped here now, if we can live in peace, or last a while longer, we should thank God - what else do you expect? During this period of time, we can still maintain what we should. turnover, in order to be rewarded by the boss?" These slightly sarcastic remarks made the female clerk's face turn blue and turn red, and she was about to refute something.The fat woman walking behind said: "This young man is also reasonable. We are not bad if we can live now, why bother about small things?" She went to the female shop assistant, "However, you can also eat us, Write down what things are used. If we can leave here safely at any time, it will not be too late to make up the money at that time."

The female clerk thought for a while, and seemed to think that there was really no need to take it too seriously in this special situation, so she didn't say anything. While they were talking, on the other side of the shelf, the bearded man had already opened a bag of bread and began to chew.Now, the couple is also picking food from the food shelf.In fact, my stomach has been growling with hunger for a long time, but I just endured it just now, and seeing that everyone is choosing what to eat, I don't need to be polite anymore. To be honest, I have always had a dream when I was a child, hoping that one day I could throw myself into a room full of snacks and candies, and eat it with my belly open—unexpectedly, this wish actually happened in this weird situation. Realized in disguise.It's a pity that I can't feel happy now, and I'm not in the mood to taste various snacks.I just grabbed two packets of cookies off the shelf, tore open the wrappers, and stuffed them into my mouth.After eating a few pieces, I saw that there were only three people in the supermarket who hadn't eaten the "lunch" meaning.Two of them are middle-aged uncles and single mothers. They each have an earplug in their ears, sitting by the wall and listening to the radio intently. From their expressions, it can be seen that they still haven't heard any useful information.There was one other person, the old woman who had hardly moved her nest so far.She was still curled up in a corner by herself.

I chose a few bags of cakes on the shelf, and took two cans of beef, walked to the middle-aged uncle and single mother, squatted down and handed the food to them: "Let's eat something first." "Thank you." The uncle took the food, gave half of it to the single mother, and helped her open the lid of the can.But the mother shook her head and refused. It could be seen that she didn't care about anything other than her son now, and even the instinct of eating was ignored.After the uncle persuaded her for a while, she picked up a cake and reluctantly took two bites.I bet she could eat a bar of soap now and she wouldn't be able to tell the difference from a cake, because all her thoughts were on the station she was listening to.

"How, have you heard any related news?" I felt like I was asking knowingly. "No." The uncle whispered, "But let's listen and see." I nodded speciously, not having any hope in my heart. I was really hungry, and I quickly finished the two packs of biscuits. I still didn't feel full, and I planned to go to the shelf to get some more food.At this time, I found that the gloomy little boy who had never spoken was choosing something on the shelf at the farthest end, far away from everyone.Suddenly I became very interested in this lonely boy. I wanted to try to get in touch with him, so I got up and walked towards him.

I walked slowly to his side, but he seemed like he didn't see me, just lowered his head and picked up snacks.I noticed that the bag of potato chips in his hand was a flavor I also liked, and I immediately developed a little affection for him.I tried my best to smile kindly and greeted him, "Hi." The little boy looked up at me indifferently, and continued to choose snacks without talking to me. His reaction was exactly as I expected, but I didn't give up and approached him again: "You know, I like cucumber-flavored potato chips too." He still ignored me, didn't even look at me.This time, I feel a little embarrassed, and I think I'm just asking for fun if I stay here and talk to myself.Just when I was about to walk away, the little boy turned around suddenly, took something from the shelf behind him, handed it to me, and said to me, "You need this."

It was a fruit knife sold in a supermarket. I was completely stunned, and even felt a chill down my back.I didn't understand what he meant, and was about to ask if he understood, but the boy had already turned and left, leaving me standing between two rows of shelves in a daze. I stood there motionless for nearly a minute, my mind completely confused.I lowered my head and saw that I was still holding the fruit knife in my hand, so I quickly put it back in its original place and left the two rows of shelves. After walking two steps, I suddenly saw the old woman curled up in the corner poking her head out and looking in my direction.I guess she just looked this way after hearing the conversation I had with the boy just now.When I met her eyes, I didn't know what to say.At this time, I remembered that he probably hadn't eaten anything, so I took a bottle of mineral water and two bags of bread from the shelf and walked over to her, and said to her, "Eat something, old lady."

At this time, I hadn't completely approached her, at least two meters away from her, but the old woman shook her head in confusion, clearly not wanting me to approach her, as if I was some kind of monster.I sighed, put the food and water on the ground in front of her, and walked away. Poor thing, she's really freaked out—I thought to myself—but what's she afraid of? And that boy, why is he acting so weird?Also, what did he mean when he said I needed that knife? No doubt it was established in my mind--the old and the young were the most mysterious and eccentric of us.I even have a faint feeling—there may be some secrets hidden in these two people.

And it is related to the incident we are encountering now.