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9 "Lord Dragon is a lovely old man!" Xiaoyu told me happily. In the past few nights, Xiaoyu and I went back to Liyue's on Jinzhou Street to sleep. After we took a shower and sat smoking and chatting, Xiaoyu happily talked about the legendary story of Captain Dragon's life.Liyue called Anle Township the "Crystal Palace". She said that we "glass goods" have all been upgraded and their prices have been raised, turning them into "crystal glass".She kept clamoring to increase our rent, she pointed at Xiaoyu and said with a smile: "Yuzai, you are lucky. You met the Sea Dragon King again in the Crystal Palace. I think you are about to become a fairy!"

Xiaoyu said that the Dragon Lord was from Ningbo, and he ran to Shanghai Huangpu Beach to live a foolish life since he was a child.Later, a Jew fell in love with him, taught him foreign and English, recommended him to be a servant on a foreign ship, and went to sea at the age of eighteen.The ship was called "Conti Fudi", a luxury cruise ship bound for Shanghai, Hong Kong and Italy, and it was so ostentatious.The Dragon Lord said that when he was serving the old men and women in the dining room on the ship, he was wearing a tuxedo and white gloves, and his shiny black patent leather shoes made a clicking sound when he walked—I I can’t imagine what Captain Long looks like in a tuxedo, but he’s big, so he’s probably pretty good--and there are more than a dozen names for a soup on the menu, all of which are in French. For meat, it is common to order two or three soups.Lord Dragon stayed on the "Kangti Fudi" for several years, learned all the rules on the ship, and then jumped to the famous ghost ship "Taiping Ship" as the third officer. After only a year on board, Shanghai was in chaos.In the winter of the thirty-seventh year of the Republic of China, the Taiping ship sailed from Shanghai to Hong Kong for the last time. The ship was full of rich people from Shanghai, some of whom were strapped with diamonds and dollars.Unexpectedly, as soon as the "Taiping Ship" left the port, it hit a reef and sank to the bottom of the sea. None of the passengers on board survived. Those wealthy people in Shanghai brought their golden bead chambers and really went to see the Sea Dragon King—— Only the Dragon Lord escaped the gate of death alone.

"Why?" Liyue and I couldn't help asking in unison, Xiaoyu put on a smug face for a while, and said: "At the moment before sailing, Lord Dragon was directing the sailors to carry goods on the deck, when suddenly his foot slipped, as if someone pushed him from behind, he fell down, and his head hit the iron railing, hitting his head hard. His eyes went dark, and he fainted on the spot. When he regained his composure and opened his eyes, all the heads of the sailors on the deck were gone." "Yuzi!" Liyue pointed at Xiaoyu and said seriously: "The ghost month is just over, it's late at night, so don't make up such nonsense." Liyue is not afraid of anything but ghosts. Every time she dreams of her dead father, Always go to buy joss sticks and burn money.

"Really!" Xiaoyu said with a smile, "Did the Dragon Lord say that? He said that the bodies of those sailors in white uniforms were still walking around! I got off the boat and escaped that catastrophe." "I see that you are so excited, why don't you go out to sea with your Dragon Lord to meet those headless ghosts!" Li Yue stood up and walked out of our room resentfully. They all clapped their hands and laughed.Ever since Liyue drove my little brother away, I have always been dissatisfied with her, and sometimes I would make excuses to embarrass her a bit.When I saw Xiaoyu teasing her, I couldn't help feeling a burst of gloating pleasure.

"Xiaoyu, it's time for the master to give you an award!" Xiaoyu and I turned off the lights, lay down together, and said to Xiaoyu, "You have been pouring the dragon king's ecstasy soup for the past few days, and you have made the old dragon faint. You have used all kinds of tricks, but you still haven't tried to lick his follicles!" "He wants me to lick me!" Xiaoyu said. "Are you so stupid?" I laughed, "What kind of benefits did the Dragon Lord give you?" "What do you know?" Xiaoyu sneered, "Do you know how important this person is?"

"Master asked him to bring bootleg wine for us." "Booting is not bootlegging, it has nothing to do with my grandpa!" Xiaoyu suddenly turned over, "Ah Qing, let me tell you, this old leader may be my savior!" "What crooked idea are you playing again?" I know that Xiao Yugong is scheming, and he specializes in catching big fish and setting long lines. "The time hasn't come yet. I didn't intend to tell you, donkey head." Xiaoyu simply sat up in the dark, took out a cigarette, a lighter, and lit a cigarette. "I went to the Chinese Cooking School yesterday morning to sign up and participate I received the certificate in three weeks after the crash course. I just went to the first class this morning. I have tried all the knife skills, cutting, chopping, slicing, and peeling. I will test you, how to cut the beef belly? Straight cut or cross cut ?”

"Cut it straight." "Stupid!" Xiaoyu giggled, "I can't bite if I cut it straight. Today we also learned to cook a dish: crystal chicken. Our teacher tasted it for a round and praised me for making the most delicious. I didn't tell She: We are from the Crystal Palace, of course we can make crystal chickens!" "Why are you learning how to cook?" I also sat up. "What's wrong with learning a skill?" Xiaoyu handed me the cigarette in his hand. "When you get old and look bad, and no one wants it, you can cook for others. Tell you the truth, Ah Qing, the Dragon King's The Tsui Wah is looking for a second chef—”

"Come on, let's go, let's go," Xiaoyu hadn't finished speaking, so I stopped him and said, "You are a man of gold and jade leaves, you can bear the hardships on the boat? Lost!" "Damn, say you are not natural," Xiaoyu was a little anxious, "It's not too late to fart after the young master finishes talking. Who is the young master? Do you serve those rotten sailors? It turned out that the second chef disappeared and jumped off the ship in Tokyo. When I heard it, I almost fainted, so I quickly told him that jumping off the ship happened often. There is a Chinese restaurant in Shinjuku, Tokyo, and the owner is The third mate of the Cuihua ship. Ah Qing, others can jump, but I can’t? When I arrived in Tokyo, I jumped faster than anyone else!”

"Tsk, tsk," I sighed, "Xiaoyu, you haven't given up yet? So you still want to have your dream of cherry blossoms!" "Why should I give up? Why should I give up?" Xiaoyu yelled, "If my people die and burn to ashes, this heart will not die! Even if I become a ghost, I will fly across the Pacific Ocean! Yes, Last time, Lin Xiang from Chengcheng Pharmaceutical Factory failed to take me to Cheng Japan, which made me sad for a while. Do you think I will just forget about it? I don’t want to talk about it. I am thinking about it every day. Once I have the opportunity , Even if I go up the knife mountain and down the oil pan, I, Wang Xiaoyu, can't be scared. What's the point of going on a boat and suffering? I went to Sanchong in the afternoon, and when I saw my mother, I told her. She said: "You have a share now." I didn’t do my job well, and I had that strange idea again, what if I fail to jump off the ship and be arrested and locked up by the Japanese government?’ As she spoke, she snotted her nose and burst into tears. After crying, she took off the scarf on her wrist Here is a precious gold bracelet head, it was my dead ghost father Lin Zhengxiong from Shiseido, when he was chasing my mother in Dongyun Pavilion, he gave her as a token of love. The Japanese name is 'Nakajima Masao'. My mother gave me the head of the gold bracelet, and she said: 'Go to Tokyo, if you find that Kajima, you take out this bracelet, and he will recognize it Yours. If you can’t find it, sell it as travel expenses and return back, so as not to be in a foreign country.’”

Xiaoyu happily talked about a lot of plans, as if she was going to jump ship tomorrow. "Ah Qing," we finished our conversation and fell asleep, but Xiaoyu woke me up again.Every time he comes to sleep with me, it makes me sleep deprived. "What's the matter? It's not enough for you to jump off the boat, why don't you still have to jump into the sea?" "Next month, I will go to National Taiwan University Hospital to cut the cecum." "It's best to cut off both the large and small intestines," I said angrily, but I couldn't bear to be curious, "Why do you need to cut the cecum?"

Xiaoyu sighed and said: "As the Dragon Lord said, all the newly recruited crew members of the Cuihua will have their cecum cut first. Because they are afraid that if they get appendicitis on board, no one will perform the operation." 10 Aunt Wu, the old maid of Mr. Fu's family, slipped and dislocated her right leg when she was serving food. She was sent to the hospital to be put on a plaster cast. She had to recuperate for a month, but her son, who was a soldier, took her back. went home.After Mr. Fu paid the bill, he had to do the housework himself.Our master went to visit the old man and saw that old man Fu was cleaning the floor in the living room. He squatted on the ground with his hunchback arched high, and he grabbed the rag with both hands and wiped it back and forth, sweating all over his head.The master quickly helped Mr. Fu up and suggested to him to find someone to replace Aunt Wu temporarily. The master mentioned me and said that I was old-fashioned.Mr. Fu refused at first, but later the master made up that I was evicted by the landlord and couldn't find a place to live. He begged Mr. Fu to take me in temporarily, and Mr. Fu agreed.Li Yue didn't evict me, but she doubled the rent and increased the food by 30%.A sister in Liyue’s New York club bought a club and dumped Liyue’s 20,000 yuan. Liyue was so distressed that she cried and scolded, scolded and cried, and Abasan clamored for a raise and threatened to leave to help “China "Baby" Lulu works as a cook, and a series of money-losing incidents make Liyue feel extremely bad.When increasing the rent, she said to me very rudely: "If you think it's too expensive, just move out." When I told Li Yue the news of moving into Mr. Fu's house, she felt a little bit sorry and called Ah Basang cooked some side dishes that I usually like to eat, and called Xiaoyu to bid farewell for me.She took a scoop of sauerkraut fried squid, put it on my plate, and said: "You have to rely on your conscience, Ah Qing. You are here. Sister Liyue has not treated you badly. Now you have a good place to go. Don't cross the river and tear down the bridge. Go out and speak ill of Sister Liyue!" "How could it be?" I hurriedly said with a smile, "Ask Xiaoyu if you don't believe me, behind my back I always say that Sister Liyue is a very good person!" "Ah Qing said, Sister Liyue is our Guanyin mother!" Xiaoyu responded with a smile. "I don't believe it!" Li Yue chuckled, "The two little glasses are in collusion. Ah Qing must be blaming me for moving out in such a hurry. Otherwise, why have you kept getting along with me lately?" "Sister Liyue took her lifeline away, why blame him for blaming you?" Xiaoyu said eagerly. "What lifeblood?" Li Yue asked in surprise. "You drove his little neurotic boy away, and he was so sad!" "Ah," Liyue shouted, "that little nerve, he can't even poop and urinate, spilled all over the room. And it hurt our little Johnny again, can we keep that kind of thing? What does Ah Qing have? Ability? Can you support such an idiot?" "Don't listen to Xiaoyu's nonsense," I felt a little embarrassed, "I moved out because of Mr. Fu. He is alone now, with no one to take care of him, and he is not in good health. Mr. Fu rescued us from prison, now go Is it right to accompany him?" Li Yue looked at me, nodded and sighed: "I can't see that you are such a glass product, and you still have a little conscience." I dragged out Xiaoyu's broken suitcase that was placed under the bed, shook out all Xiaoyu's things and piled them on the bed. I stuffed my own clothes and other things in it randomly. Abasan asked for a roll of hemp rope to tie up the broken suitcase.Abasan found another net bag for me, netted my washbasin, rinsing bowl, and two pairs of old shoes, tied a knot at the mouth of the bag, and hung it on my left arm.Liyue held Little Johnny in her arms and sent me to the door. She lifted Little Johnny's fat white arm and shook it twice, teaching him: "Bye-Bye-call Uncle Bye-Bye-" "Bye-Bye one," cried little Johnny with a sudden squeal of giggles, his green glass ball eyes blinking and laughing too. "Bye-Bye-" I couldn't help laughing too. 11 In the evening, I transported two pieces of broken luggage to Mr. Fu's house, temporarily put them in the porch, and then rushed to Anle Township to go to work. The master gave me two hours off, and let me go at ten o'clock. Mr. Fu has been waiting at home. After I went back, he asked me to move my luggage into the room.That room is next to Mr. Fu's own bedroom, six tatami mats in size, complete with beds, tables and chairs, straw mats on the bed, even the sheets and pillowcases seem to have just been changed, the room is very tidy, I I have never lived in such a comfortable and decent bedroom.Since leaving home, I have lived in that small cave on Jinzhou Street for several months. I always feel that it is a makeshift place, and I have never settled down. What’s more, I often don’t go back. wandering. "This is your bedroom," Mr. Fu followed and said, "There is nothing else in this room, except that the window faces west, and there is a little west sun in the afternoon-I found a bamboo curtain, and you can hang it up tomorrow .” Mr. Fu pointed to a roll of bamboo curtains leaning against the window. The green paint on the curtains had peeled off, probably very old.He stooped again and bent down with difficulty, and pulled out a disk containing mosquito coils from under the bed, and a cake of three-star mosquito coils was placed on the metal shelf in the plate. "There is a pool in the garden, and there are many mosquitoes. When you sleep at night, you light the mosquito coils," Mr. Fu told me. He went around the room, felt around, and seemed to find nothing wrong. Then he said to me: "You live in first, and if you find that there is still something missing, ask me for it." "You don't have to worry about it, old man," I replied hastily, "this room is great." Mr. Fu walked to the desk and stopped. On the desk were a set of English books, a radio, an alarm clock, and a copper anti-aircraft gun model. "This was originally my son Fu Wei's bedroom, and these things are all left by him—" Mr. Fu paused, his back arched like a hill was always facing me, his white hair With his head lowered, he leaned down on the table, "You can use it if you want." As he said that, trembling again, he scrambled to the closet and opened the paper door. Half of the closet was covered with clothes.Mr. Fu picked up one or two pieces, inspected them, and said to himself: "It's time to take it out to dry in the sun, it's all moldy." He looked back at me. "Your figure is about the same as Fu Wei, you can wear these clothes." "No need," I hastily declined, "I have my own clothes." "Are there winter ones?" Mr. Fu asked. I was at a loss for words and hesitated a few words. There were only a few unlined clothes in my broken suitcase.Mr. Fu took off a herringbone brown suit jacket from the clothes hanger, and asked me to try it on. I put the coat on. Mr. Fu chirped me for a long while, and then let out a hum. "It still fits, but the sleeves are too long. I have given away all his clothes to others, and these are the few left over. It will be enough for the winter." I saw a grass-green tweed coat, a black leather jacket, and a few old sweaters hanging in the closet. They hadn’t been worn for a long time, and they smelled strongly of camphor.I hung the suit jacket back to its original place, and Mr. Fu still closed the closet door, and then led me back to the living room. "Ah Ching." After we sat down, Mr. Fu picked up a cup of tea on the coffee table, took a sip, and called me thoughtfully. "When you move in, treat this place as your own home, and you don't have to be too restrictive." "Thank you sir." I replied. "Yang Jinhai repeatedly mentioned to me that you are very mature and you can move in to be my company. Aunt Wu is old, and the fall was not light, and I'm afraid she won't get better soon. Recently, my health is not very good, and I am tired from heavy work. No, you are here, just in time to help me." "If there is anything wrong with the old man, just tell me." "I don't have any troubles here," Mr. Fu smiled. "It's just cooking two meals, cleaning the courtyard and some housework. I wonder if you're used to it?" "I used to help my father with housework at home," I explained, "it's just that the food wasn't cooked well—" "It doesn't matter," Mr. Fu said with a smile, "I eat lightly, with two meals for each meal. Vegetables and tofu are enough." "Vegetable tofu can be fried." I also laughed. "I heard that you are also a soldier's child?" Mr. Fu raised his head after pondering for a while and asked. "My father used to be the head of the regiment in mainland China—however, he was dismissed when he came to Taiwan because he was captured—" When I mentioned my father, I became uncomfortable again, and my speech began to stutter a little. "Which regiment he belongs to, do you know?" "I don't quite understand," I said shaking my head. My father mentioned it before, but when he mentioned the glorious history of his army's anti-Japanese war, he was always so excited that he couldn't speak clearly. "I only remember that he said that the commander of their army was Zhang Gan." "Oh, it's the Zhang Gan Corps," Mr. Fu nodded. "That Corps is the Sichuan Army. During the War of Resistance, they performed very well. They fought very well in the battle in Changsha." "'Changsha Great Victory' father has received honors," I suddenly remembered the copper-rusted Baoding medal locked in my father's small mahogany box. Mr. Fu sighed and said: "His corps didn't have much luck later on." "Father said that even Commander Zhang was captured." "Yes, the entire Corps was destroyed." Mr. Fu sighed with emotion. "Who else is in your family?" Mr. Fu changed the subject. I told him that his mother and younger brother had passed away, leaving only his father. Mr. Fu frowned with iron-grey eyebrows, and said: "Yang Jinhai told me that there seems to be some disagreement between you father and son—" I lowered my head, avoiding Mr. Fu's eyes covered with tears. "Your father, you are suddenly angry. After a while, when his anger subsides, you should go back and see him." I kept my head down and didn't make a sound. "Go take a shower and rest early." Mr. Fu stood up, walked to my side, and patted my shoulder. After taking a shower, I went back to the room, sorted out the two pieces of broken luggage I brought, lit the mosquito coils, turned off the light and went to bed. The fluorescent alarm clock on the desk was already half past twelve.Perhaps it was because of a new place that it was difficult to fall asleep all of a sudden.Outside the window is probably the pond full of gourd flowers, and the rattling of frogs can be heard constantly.Mr. Fu next door probably also slept restlessly. I heard him get up two or three times to go to the toilet.I remember that in the middle of the night at home, I often heard the footsteps of my father pacing up and down in the next room.Because of the thin walls, I lay on the bed and could clearly hear the movement in my father's room.During the first two years when my mother ran away from home, my father's temper and actions became extremely perverse. Often in the middle of the night, he would suddenly jump out of bed, walking around the room as if he had been in a nightmare.His footsteps were so eager and heavy, as if a trapped animal in an iron cage was constantly spinning.I was next door, lying in the dark, listening to my father's footsteps knocking, knocking, knocking, and suddenly felt an inexplicable tension. Even in winter, the cold sweat on my forehead would suddenly break out. 12 When I woke up, it was almost eleven o'clock, I hurriedly got up and put on my clothes, and hurried out of the room.Mr. Fu was sitting in the living room reading a newspaper wearing a pair of presbyopic glasses. He was neatly dressed and covered with a dark blue double-breasted vest, as if he was about to go out. "I see that you slept soundly, and I didn't wake you up." Mr. Fu put down the newspaper and smiled at me. "For some reason, I overslept." I woke up a little embarrassed. When Meng Li went there last night, it was almost dawn. "I went out for a walk early in the morning and bought two cans of Keling milk powder at the pastry shop at the alley. You go and make a cup and drink it. The milk powder is on the refrigerator, and there is hot water in the kettle." Mr. Fu explained carefully road. "Does the old man want a drink too?" "I don't drink that kind of thing," Mr. Fu waved his hand, "It's getting late, we're going to have lunch." "I'll make lunch." I hurriedly said. "Let's order whatever we want. Let's eat noodles. There are still a few dishes of leftovers in the refrigerator, which were sent by your master. Just take them out and heat them up later." "I'm going to boil water and cook rice." "No rush," Mr. Fu stopped me and said, "Go and drink a cup of powdered milk first." "Okay." I replied. I went to open a can of Keling milk powder and made a cup of it with hot water.Once upon a time in Xiangli, Aunt Huang in the alley next door would sometimes give us a can of milk powder, which was the skimmed milk powder rationed by the government, and it was said that it was aided by the United States.My father didn't drink it, so my brother and I ate it.The taste of skimmed milk is very bad, faint, and has no milky aroma.Kelin's milk powder is very different, it is authentic American milk, not frivolous, but also has a sweet fragrance.After I finished drinking the powdered milk, I found Mr. Fu in the kitchen, rummaging through boxes and cabinets. "That old lady, Mrs. Wu, I can't find the things that I packed so tightly." Mr. Fu leaned on his back and stood on tiptoe, panting to open the cupboard, muttering. "Let me do it, old man." I hurried over and opened the cupboard. "I remember her putting the noodles on the top tier." I reached out to the top shelf of the cupboard, touched it, and sure enough, I found a large package of dry noodles. "The old lady is afraid that the cockroaches will eat it, so she hides on it. Cockroaches have wings. If they want to fly, why don't they fly up?" Mr. Fu laughed. I boiled water and put the noodles in the pot.I took out a few dishes of leftovers from the refrigerator and stir-fried them in a frying pan.After the noodles are cooked, take them out, put them in a bowl, and sprinkle a few drops of sesame oil and soy sauce. "Looking at you, you must have been in the kitchen before." Mr. Fu stood aside and said with a smile. "At home, my father goes to work, so I spend most of my cooking time. I go to night school and go to school at night." I also laughed, "My father also likes to eat noodles. We often eat dan dan noodles, just mix it with spicy peanut sauce. " Mr. Fu and I sat down at a small dining table in the kitchen and had lunch together.Mr. Fu told me that in the afternoon he would go to the Lingguang Nursery in Zhonghe Township to help take care of the orphans in the Orphanage. He said that the director of the Lingguang Nursery invited several old men and women to volunteer in the yard. help.Most of these elderly people are mainlanders. Some of their children stay in the mainland, while others have grown up and left.Their family backgrounds are not bad, but they are lonely in their later years, and they go to the nursery for spiritual sustenance. "I only started going to the Lingguang Nursery three years ago." Mr. Fu finished his noodles, and I served a cup of hot tea. He took a sip and said slowly, "Their principal is collecting donations everywhere, and we A few people invited me to visit the nursery. Those children were raised lively, bouncing around, very pleasing. But I found a deformed baby in a corner. He had no arms, and the clothes he was wearing The two empty sleeves were hanging down and swinging. He was only three years old at that time, and he couldn't walk steadily, stumbling. I saw him fall and fall on the floor, because he had no arms, rolling around on the floor, crawling I couldn't get up, and my face was flushed with anxiety. I hurried over, picked him up, and he slammed into my arms, crying loudly, as if crying out all the grievances born in his stomach The dean told me that the deformed baby was an abandoned baby, and was discarded by his parents at the entrance of the nursery. But that baby was very strange, and he was born without arms. I felt sorry for him and donated 10,000 yuan on the spot , specially assigned to that deformed child." There was a pitiful smile on Mr. Fu's freckled face. "It's strange to say, but when I got home, I couldn't forget that deformed child. In the nursery, the headmaster showed me the sleeves of the deformed child. His shoulders were bald, as if his arms had been exposed to others. It was cut off. When I thought of his bald shoulders, I felt sad. Two days later, I couldn’t help but went to see him again in Lingguang Nursery. year--" Mr. Fu shook his head and stood up with a smile. He walked to the door of the living room, pulled out a cane from behind the door, and hunched over to the entrance.When I escorted him out the door, he seemed to recall something and added: "He didn't have a name, I called him Fu Tianci." 13 I was at Mr. Fu's house and did chores all afternoon.He fetched a bucket of water, polished the floor of the living room, washed the stove in the kitchen, and took out the garbage. Then he changed into his uniform and went to work in Anle Township.When the master saw me, he scolded me head-on: "I recommended you to Mr. Fu and said a lot of good things about you. You have to fight for your breath. This time, no matter what, don't embarrass the master again. You have food and shelter at Mr. Fu's place. It's like heaven. You need to be sensible, the young man should be diligent and do more things, and there will be no piece of meat on his body." "He wiped the floor just now and came here after washing the kitchen. If the master doesn't believe it, go ask the old man, I cook the lunch!" I replied with a smile. The master curled his lips and said: "The newly opened Maosi Tianxiangxiang! You just passed by. If you want to show off, you have to do some superficial skills. I want you to show your sincerity and serve the old man well. Don't sleep so hard at night. Listen to the old man calling wear some." "Understood," I replied, "Master asked me to try it for a month first. If I made any mistakes, it's not too late to tell me." "Don't be complacent!" shouted the master, "If the old man complains, I will naturally replace you." "Change him, I'll replace him!" Xiaoyu laughed, and he was behind the bar counter wiping the glass with a towel. "You?" The master sneered, "Your fancy words and actions can only be used to coax that old lady, Mr. Sheng. Mr. Fu is a decent person, so there is no need for your tricks." "Master's words are wrong!" Xiaoyu laughed. "I am more serious than anyone else. Master didn't see it! I am going to serve the old man. I am afraid that I am more filial than his own son!" "At this moment, you have another important task. Let me ask you, have you inquired about the news from Captain Long for me?" "No problem, master. The Dragon Lord said that their company often has several ships berthed in Keelung. Last month, there was one that kicked two boxes of red brand whiskey into the sea at the outer port of Keelung. There will be no shortage of goods. Next time a ship comes in Hong Kong, the Lord Dragon said that he should take care of us." "As soon as you have any news, please tell me first, and I will negotiate the price with the old dragon." The master urged Wu Min to clean the ashtray and dish, and lit it, but a grape-leaf-shaped magnetic cigarette dish was missing.Wu Min admitted that he accidentally broke it. "Thirty-five yuan each, you just pay it back!" The master walked to the back without even looking at Wu Min, opened the toilet door with a smile. "Where are the mice?" the master shouted from inside. "The mouse hasn't come to work today." Xiaoyu replied loudly outside. The master ran out angrily, and the party scolded: "When the dead thief came later, I threw him into the urinal pool of the toilet and drowned him alive! The toilet was clogged and he didn't come to report. The stench was so bad inside! We also want him to smash the signboard of Anle Township It's gone!" The automatic door of Anle Township opened with a bang, and the mouse slammed into it.The master caught up and was about to raise the fan, but his hand stopped in mid-air, and each of us put down what we were doing.The mouse hugged his treasure chest tightly in his arms, took a step, and shook it twice, as if he was drunk, staggered, but his body trembled into a ball. "My God!" exclaimed the master. The white shirt on the mouse was torn to pieces, torn in several places, and there were bloodstains on his chest.The entire face of the mouse was disfigured, the two lips were swollen black and purple, turned up, the left eye was swollen like a rotten cinnabar plum, narrowed into a slit, and the bridge of the nose was swollen to double the width. His face was blue and purple, full of scars.All of us gathered around.The mouse's two thick and swollen lips opened and closed a few times, the jaws chattered up and down, and a hissing sound came out. "The raven—the raven—the raven—" The mouse's thin arms tightly hugged the treasure chest in front of his chest, his head was tilted, his neck was stuck, his blue-nosed and swollen face was raised in disgrace, wow wow wow, he seemed angry As if bewildered by nature, Gongxin shouted incoherently. "You are shameless like this," the master frowned, "Hurry up and hide in the kitchen, the guests are coming soon. You little thief is not good enough, but your brother Liumin is too ruthless, Under such a murderous hand." "Master, I'll take him to Mr. Fu's and have a rest." I suggested. "Alright," the master nodded after thinking for a moment, "You can speak more tactfully to the old man, don't disturb him too much." I called a taxi and took the mouse to Mr. Fu's house.Mr. Fu must have just returned from Zhonghe Township. When he saw the appearance of the mouse, he immediately pulled him to the lamp, looked at it carefully, and said: "I have Tianqi powder, I'll get it and apply it to you, first stop the pain." Mr. Fu hunched over and walked into the room tremblingly, and took out a pack of Tian Qi powder. "Ah Qing." Mr. Fu told me, "Go to the kitchen and bring the bottle of shochu on the stove, a wine glass, and a saucer of soy sauce." I went to the kitchen, took the shochu and the cups and saucers to the living room, and handed them to Mr. Fu. Mr. Fu poured Tianqi powder into the soy sauce dish, mixed it with shochu, and mixed it into a paste. The bruises and swellings on the face were smeared like mice—the face seemed to be covered with a layer of powder, white and yellow.After wiping, Mr. Fu made another half cup of soju and Tianqi powder, and asked the mouse to drink it. "Sit down, drink this glass of medicinal wine slowly, and let the blood stasis go away. After two days, the swelling will subside." At first, the mouse still refused to put down the treasure chest in his hand, and hugged it tightly in his arms. I went over and shouted in his ear: "Give me your precious box, no one here will snatch it from you." The mouse glanced at me, reluctantly handed over his treasure chest, took Mr. Fu's medicinal wine, sat on the chair, drank it slowly, and sighed after taking a sip.Mr. Fu looked at him fixedly, and said: "How did you become this virtuous?" I gave an outline of the ferocious shape of the crow. "Go to your class," Mr. Fu told me, "leave him here and eat with me." 14 Back to Anle Township, many guests have already come inside.After I reported to the master, I went behind the bar to help Xiaoyu.Xiaoyu was there alone and had to serve wine and greet guests, so she was very busy.As soon as I passed he hastened to cork the bottle to me, saying: "Whiskey and soda," and then whispered, "what's the matter with the mouse? The little thief was beaten out of his wits by the crow. I've expected this day. Luckily, he hasn't been killed yet." "The old man applied the medicine to him. I don't think it's important. It's his fault. Why did he snatch his treasure chest?" "That's his lifeblood, won't he bring it out?" Xiaoyu whispered in my ear again, "Mr. Yu asked you several times tonight, and I told him that you will be back in a while. Don't worry, I'm thinking of you, and said: "Where's Li Qing? Will he come tonight?" Go over and greet him." I looked up and saw Mr. Yu Yu Hao sitting at the end of the bar, smiling at me, I hurried over to say hello to him.For several nights in a row, when Mr. Yu came to Anle Township, he always sat at the bar and chatted with me.He works as a lecturer in a specialist school, teaching English.Mr. Yu is about thirty-seven or eighteen years old. He is tall, broad-shouldered, and very handsome.He used to love sports in school and was a good swimmer.Mr. Yu is also from Sichuan, Chongqing, Sichuan. I told him that I am half from Sichuan, so he called me "Qingwaer".I learned a few words of Sichuan dialect spoken by my father. When my father was angry, he would curse: "Mom, that's bastard."Mr. Yu laughed and said that I spoke Taiwanese Sichuan dialect. "Young baby," Mr. Yu called out to me, "Look, what did I bring you?" He handed me a kraft paper envelope, and I opened it to see that it was "Daxiongling Enmity and Enmity" written by Zhuge Jing, a set of four. "Wow! Mr. Yu, it's amazing!" I exclaimed excitedly.Last time Mr. Yu came, we talked about martial arts novels.He said he was also a martial arts fan.He asked me which one I would like to watch, I mentioned a few people, and I also mentioned Zhuge police. I rented it from a bookstore that rented martial arts novels. My brother and I took turns reading it. He read the first episode first, and I watched the second episode, and then we switched.But before we had time to rent three or four episodes, Diwa fell ill. I haven't finished reading "Big Bear Ridge Enmity".This martial arts novel is Zhuge Jingwo's famous work. The story is about the last years of the Ming Dynasty, when the Qing soldiers entered the pass, a hero named Wanli Feipeng Ding Yunxiang led his family and his children to escape from the capital, but halfway A youngest son is lost.Ding Daxia fled to Daxiong Ridge in Yunnan-Guizhou and lived in seclusion. On the one hand, he secretly recruited righteous men from all corners of the world, recruiting soldiers and horses, in order to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty.The youngest son of the Ding family was taken captive by Ersu, a general of the Qing army, and changed his name to Eshun.Twenty years later, he became a brave general of the Qing army and led the Qing army to Daxiongling to conquer Dingjiazhuang.The second episode just wrote about the first confrontation between Wanli Feipeng and his son. "What happened afterwards? Did Wanli Feipeng win or lose?" I flipped through the third volume of "Daxiongling Enmity and Enmity" in my hand, and asked Mr. Yu eagerly. “你回去慢慢自己看嘛，讲给你听就没有意思了。”俞先生笑道，“我下午去逛书摊，看见这套书，我记得你提过，所以就买了来给你。” “谢了，俞先生，”我敬了一个礼，“诸葛警我的小说我最爱看。我还看过他的《天山奇侠传》和《星宿海浮沉录》。” “青娃儿，你的武功蛮要得嘛，”俞先生笑道，“那两部小说我也看过，不如《大熊岭》，丁云翔父子斗法，曲折惨烈，真是惊心动魄——” “俞先生，刚刚你还教我自己回去看，现在又来吊人家胃口了！”我恨不得马上把《大熊岭恩仇记》的三四集一口气啃完。 “好、好，我不再提了，”俞先生笑道，“青娃儿，你去拿瓶啤酒来，你陪我喝一杯，怎么样？” “我们上班不准喝酒的，”我悄声说道，“这是我们老板杨教头的规定。” “不要紧，”俞先生挥了一挥手，“回头你们老板找你麻烦，我来替你挡掉。” 我去拿了一瓶冰啤酒，多拿了一只玻璃杯来，把啤酒斟上，我举杯敬俞先生道： “来，俞先生，我们敬万里飞鹏一杯！” 俞先生呵呵大笑起来，跟我两人咕嘟咕嘟把一杯啤酒都饮尽了。我又去拿了一碟油炸花生来过酒，陪着俞先生喝啤酒，摆龙门阵。安乐乡里人声嘈杂，小玉那边龙船长龙王爷带来了几个海员，喝么呼六的，在那里搳拳(同“划拳”)。盛公这几天有点感冒，进来的时候，穿了一件驼绒背心，师傅特别为他熬了一碗姜糖水，陪了他坐在一角聊天。杨三郎仍旧戴着他那付墨黑的眼镜，仰着面，奋力在奏着一曲曲没有人注意听的古老的台湾曲调。 “青娃儿，”俞先生临走时凑近我的耳朵叫道，“过两天，我请你去吃川味面。” “万岁！”我也凑近俞先生的耳朵叫道。