Chapter 23 Chapter 22 Summoning Fatty

I light a cigarette, knowing that many things are inevitable, and it's time to make a choice. I made an important call in a small bar in the small town of Medog at the foot of the mountain.The place where I am is called a small bar, but it is actually a small room decorated as a bar. There are many pictures of donkey friends on the wall. I can drink a lot of drinks that can be drunk outside the mountains. I can see scented candles and some bars. Everything that was supposed to be there, but it was very expensive, a can of beer that cost a few bucks would cost thirty here.In this season, many charcoal fires are lit in the bar, and people gather around the fire in twos and threes, chatting about various stories in different accents.

Although it is afternoon, the whole room is very dark, only charcoal light and candle light are the two sources of light. The fire light reflected by metal and glass equipment wanders in the whole space. This is my favorite and the most stable atmosphere. .So the call I made took much, much longer than expected. On the other end of the phone is Fatty who is thousands of kilometers away. The temperature over Fatty should be very high. From the tone of his speech, I can feel the temperature coming out of the microphone.After I separated from Fatty, I seldom contacted at first, because it was really difficult to get in touch with Banai. When I called there, Agui always answered, and told him to ask Fatty to call me back, but Fatty always refused. call back.And in that state, I was actually quite afraid that he would call back, because I had too many memories that I couldn't face, and if he didn't call back, I was actually relieved.In this way, it was not until half a year later that Fatty and I reconnected. What is gratifying is that his condition has improved a lot and he can make some jokes.

After that, I contacted him about once a week, and he became more and more open.I tried to get him to leave Guangxi, but he seemed to have a certain bad mood about this issue. When it came to this, he would laugh and say that he is living well with his father-in-law now, and there are still many people here who want to As his father-in-law, so he didn't want to come out and so on. Later, I didn't force it anymore, but I still hope that my phone can bring him some modern atmosphere, so that he won't be addicted to the life like wild cranes in Yaozhai. If he comes out in the future, he can understand what is going on in this society. .

During the chat during this period, I told the fat man little by little what I found here. When the fat man heard that I found the photo of the little brother, his state suddenly became very excited, and I followed suit. I'm a little proud of it.It turns out that he still has passion in his heart, or in other words, the positive side in his heart has recovered, but he is not willing to admit it yet. At first I thought so, but when I chatted with the fat man, I found that his excitement was a bit wrong. Judging from his tone, it seemed that he was not interested in what I said, but seemed to hear from my words. What, brooding and doubting.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked him, "Tsk tsk, are you eating yellow mud snails while talking?" "There really isn't such a thing here. You fat man, I heard what you said, and I think it's not right. But maybe I'm overthinking it." "What do you mean something is wrong?" I asked, "Nothing happened here. Although it is not as humid and comfortable as Banai, it is no worse than your place when it comes to seclusion. Don't say that I seem to be very vulgar. .” "That is, our family is innocent, that is a fresh and refined young man, a weak official who comes out of the water and hibiscus, and he will carry out the movement of learning from Lei Feng wherever he goes. Don't compare the West Lake to Banai, but say that Motuo is the mother. The Buddha said: Lei Feng Towers always fall."

"Where the hell do you come from so many nonsense words?" I was angry, "The payphones here are very expensive, can you say something sincere? Don't talk about these dicks." "It's definitely not a dick. Fatty, I haven't thought of your second brother for a long time. There is a solid basis for it. Listen to me." "Your second brother is the dick." I cursed.The fat man laughed, and then said: "So, listen to me, you came back from Nepal and passed by Medog, right?" I nodded, and realized that he couldn't see after I nodded, and said, "Yes."

"You came back from Nepal, why did you go from Medog? You are a bird, you flew back from Nepal, and you landed in Medog for a while? You are doing business, and the things you are carrying are not big, so you should bypass it. Should Medog take a more convenient route or take an international flight directly from Nepal?" "I'm bored because I have nothing to do, so I just want to walk this route." "Then the people around you let you go? You know that going to Motuo is very troublesome, and based on what I know about you, you don't have such thoughts. Now you have a phobia of long nights and dreams. Go to Motuo Taking off is not in line with your work habits."

I nodded, and said in my heart that it is true. The phobia of long nights and dreams is the sequelae of so many things I have experienced. For one thing, I always feel that once I stop or take a breather, this thing will be destroyed. .So I no longer do things casually, but pursue high efficiency and take shortcuts. "Think about it, how did you go to Medog? There must be many things that happened that imperceptibly prompted you to make this decision." I recalled it, and said: "It's not that complicated. In fact, when we were at the border, we took the black line to evade taxes. The person who took us across the border was the tour guide of Medog. He told us about the history of Medog. Things happened, and then our car broke down on the road. We were very embarrassed at the time. We waited for a long time on the road before we got a car to Medog. The car had to go to Medog, and it couldn’t take us specially, saying that we saw other cars on the way Just put us down. I chatted with the tour guide all the way, and I decided to come to Medog for some reason.”

"Do you think this is fate?" The fat man said after listening, "Think again, why did you see the picture of my brother?" After the fat man said this, I suddenly understood what he wanted to say, and my heart skipped a beat , I heard the fat man say: "There are not so many coincidences in the world. Even if my brother really stayed in Medog for a long time, why did someone draw it by such a coincidence and hang it where you can see it? Did you think it was a TV show?" "You mean——this was designed by someone else? He used my little brother's portrait to keep me here? What kind of conspiracy is there?"

"You thought the matter was over and relaxed. If it was you before, you would never ignore this with your little mind." When my heart froze, the fat man suddenly said, "Naive, you've entered the set, congratulations on upgrading to naive quadratic, naive and second." "Don't be so damn stupid." I was a little depressed, "What do you think we should do now? I'll leave immediately?" "Don't. There are only a few scumbags around you. You are in the trap now. Their plan is in progress. It is stable and you are not in any danger; but if you suddenly act like you see through their plan, they will definitely use it. If the second plan keeps you, you may not be so free. You just stay calm and give me the address, and I will arrive as quickly as possible. "

"Have you decided to leave the mountain?" "You are all 'naive quadratic', before you get fired by Kai Fang, I have to save you." Fatty's voice was very flat, "Besides, this matter has nothing to do with me, you were fired Open, the next one may be Fat Lord me." My heart warmed up, and the faint panic just now disappeared.I read him the address, knowing he could be here in as little as a week, and put the phone down. Looking around, I suddenly found that the atmosphere here was not so relaxed and comfortable, but rather ghostly. I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect or it’s just like this, but I didn’t notice it because I was too relaxed just now.After finishing the beer, I spent a period of time transitioning between the coldness at the door and the warmth inside, and then I walked out of the house and walked into the wind head-on.That's what the fat man said, but I've got to go to the post office to see if it's true.Moreover, I don't know why, but I really want to go to the painting again, and take a look at the stuffy oil bottle in the painting. If it is true as the fat man said, there are still people planning me, then what is it for?Things have passed for so long, and I am no longer entangled. Does anyone still want to push me into those endless abysses?I couldn't help but sneer, I'm not the same person I was back then, now I'm trying to fool me, it's just when I'm careless, but if I'm aware of it, the other party won't feel any better. I went to the post office and it was always busy with all kinds of people exchanging packages, packing, addressing.I took advantage of the chaos and walked behind the counter. The people inside looked at me, and I said, "I'm here to pay." "What money?" asked an accountant inside. I took out 3,000 yuan and said, "I owed you last time. You can check it. There is a note written on your desk." He took the money and wondered, "I haven't read the note." "It's not you, it's someone else," I said. "Is it a woman?" I nodded: "It should be your colleague, why don't you call and ask." The accountant was a little confused, so he called. I immediately pretended to be bored, came to the edge of the wall, and looked at the wall. The stuffy oil bottle in the oil painting. As soon as the phone was dialed over there, I took the painting off the wall and looked carefully at the nails on which it was hung.It was an old nail, and there was an obvious mark on the wall behind the picture frame, indicating that the picture had been hung here for a long time.Ok?Could it be that the fat man is worrying too much?I said.I put the painting down and saw that the phone call over there hadn't finished yet, and I was still flipping through the papers on the desk, so I went to look at the pennant and picture frame hanging beside it.My heart skipped a beat.Behind the picture frame with "Peng Cheng Wanli" painted, there is no mark on the wall, and the color of the wall is very uniform. On the contrary, this thing was only recently hung up.I took a few steps back, saw that the other party was still talking on the phone, turned around and left immediately, went outside, and as soon as the cold wind blew, I understood everything.Poker Ping's painting is too small, and the color is dull, if you were careless at the time, you might not be able to see it. In order for me to see it, this oil painting had to be very abrupt.In such a small private post office, it is impossible to have an oil painting on the wall. It is very difficult for me to notice this oil painting, but for such a small thing to be spotted at a glance, it must be on the side There's something big and completely different but unremarkable to accentuate it.I used to think that it was impossible for people to do this kind of detailed arrangement carefully, but now I have long known that people's ability to control the details is actually infinite. And, it does work, too.This wall was carefully designed to allow me to see this oil painting.Why are there marks on the wall behind the oil painting?I think there must be an oil painting hanging here, but the painting was changed later, and the original frame is still used, so it fits so well.I was running fast in the wind, pondering the way in my mind, thinking about everything that happened during the process of coming here, when the fat man reminded me, my thoughts became clear instantly, and many things that I had never thought of before began to be vividly remembered. The things to do next also began to form in my mind one by one.I was very calm, as if I was doing something I always do.Before the fat man arrives, I think I can set up my situation and let him see my naive side.