Chapter 29 Chapter 29: Noon on the Small Street

Two strongmen duel in the desert, and Memed sits drinking mare's milk to watch the battle.They once asked Memed for justice. One said that the other was going to steal his whole roasted lamb, and the other said that he was slapped after just looking at it.Maimed laughed, and he said, how can there be any justice?How do you need justice!You just need a reason.Fight, fight, Maimed said, compared with this whole sheep, honor is like sand, which will fly away when the wind blows;Only the whole sheep or the whole sheep, you can fight, fight, fight.The two strongmen said thank you for your advice, and they fought... I don't know the result of winning or losing, because the back of the comic book was torn.

At noon that day, standing between Tao Tao and Jingui, I actually didn't think much about it.I was reminded of this other story when I was telling you theirs.Is there any connection between the two stories?Of course there is a connection, otherwise how would I associate this with that?Still, no one is Memed.Never, even Memed in the comic strip.Really, I never believed that such a person really existed. At noon when there was sudden noise and then sudden silence, Jingui's eyes passed over the shoulders of Zhu Zhu and I, and looked straight at Tao Tao.The staring between them has nothing to do with me and Zhu Zhu.

Jingui wore thick jeans and a jacket-like camouflage uniform, more like a migrant worker building a house or dredging a sewer.However, he wears a standard pair of marine boots on his feet, as if to loudly deny our opinion: what kind of hillbilly wears marine boots? !Even his swarthy red skin and tousled curls made him look like a domesticated Indian chief—just short of a pot of bow and arrows, or a snapping revolver, on his ass.He stood in the middle of the small street and behind the two girls, standing upright with his hands drooping and pressed against the seams of his trousers.The buttons on his camouflage uniform were tightly buttoned, and the neckline and cuffs were wrapped tightly.What kind of weather is this? The sun at noon in summer is usually called a poisonous sun. Jingui is wearing a poisonous sun, and he himself looks like a poisonous sun. On his face and the back of his hands, there was a dim light, a sticky light.Oh, today, in my memory today, Jingui and Taotao's stare at each other is like a bright beam of light, one beam shoots at the other, making people's eyes black and cold all over.Zhu Zhu said, shall we go?I said I'm not going, if you want to go, you go.She sighed, pulled me, and quietly retreated to the eaves on the side of the street.

Under the eaves was the darkened shadow at noon, and Zhu Zhu's hands were trembling slightly.I didn't let it go, I wanted to calm her down.Her hand tightened in mine, as if to say, is something really going to happen?I tightened it up too, and I was answering her, if anything goes wrong, so be it. That's how I felt at the time, if something goes wrong, let it go, it's a big thing, isn't it just as big as the sky! Oh, I'm talking about Memed again.Talking about Memed at this time is like inserting an advertisement for health care products in a melodrama.However, Maimed doesn't need these things, it's me who needs Maimed.When I can't see something clearly, can't say something clearly, Maimed will pop up in my heart to make me clearer.Maimed might really be a fictional character, but isn't our own story like fiction?Fiction and fiction overlapped, and Maimed always stood at the junction of my story, smiling like a gallant horse, and every sentence and sentence he said seemed to be spoken to me.He said that there is no need to worry about everything, no matter how big it is, nothing is too big.If there is a limit to the sky, things will be resolved.

The appearance of Jingui standing on the side street is the appearance of coming to solve the problem.He seemed to have been standing there for a long time, but in fact it was only a short while.And he may not have stopped, but has been walking, walking on his own, walking very slowly, like someone speaking, it sounds carefully, but in fact his mind is determined.Oh, this is my memory, Jingui is walking in my memory.The memory is so terrible, it turns the fast into the slow, and the slow becomes even slower.The sun was so poisonous, Jin Gui's sweat drenched his clothes, and they were as heavy as a diving suit, as straight as ancient armor, but he still just walked, ignoring everything.The targets he approached were, of course, Tao Tao and Ali.

In front of Tao Tao and Ali stood a chubby guy, a kind-hearted boy, who held up a bunch of burnt chicken butts and handed them to Jingui.It was the chicken butt that Bao Jingsheng liked to eat in the past, still dripping with oil, browned and browned, and the head of the bamboo stick was still on fire.Bao Jingsheng is gone, but his love for chicken butt has been passed down and has become everyone's hobby.Jingui took it over, and said thank you, thank you like a cultured urbanite.He gnawed on the chicken butt with a big mouthful.Grease dripped from the corners of his mouth, smacking his mouth, onto the floor and onto his marine boots.The chubby boy didn't say anything, but his appearance told us that anything is easy to say, and anything can be said well.

Jingui finished eating the chicken butt, and kept holding the bamboo stick in his hand.He walked up to Tao Tao and Ali, but didn't look at Tao Tao.He said, Ali, good brother, can you invite me to have a ginkgo meal?I'm a country bumpkin, if I can eat ginkgo nuts, I'll have something at the bottom, isn't it Bo? Ali sneered, Ali said, do you want to eat ginkgo fruit? If we go to eat it, you can follow us.But we don't go to ginkgo.Ali looked at Tao Tao sideways, meaning Tao Tao, don't you think so? But Tao Tao did not speak. Jingui laughed, and he said, Ali, Ali, you are a son of a millionaire, how can you be as cheap as a country bumpkin like me?You invite people to eat gingko, and they go, and you are proud of it and talk about it.We country people like to say a word, beat the dog to bully the master.People treated you like a dog, and even called your father a shame. You are so fierce to me, a country bumpkin, what kind of hero are you?

Ali's mouth was trembling, and his chest was heaving together.He hesitated for a while, then raised his hand and slapped Jin Gui across the face.But his right hand was blocked by Jingui's left.Jingui said, slapping me is nothing, I, Bo Guo, have spoken my heart for you, and it's just that I'm angry. Ali looked at Tao Tao again. Tao Tao put a hand into the schoolbag, touched it, and took it out again.The schoolbag is heavy, containing that ruthless guy. The chubby boy from before walked over again, holding a bamboo stick full of chicken buttocks in his hand.He said with a smile, Jingui, don't talk about country bumpkins and shut up about country bumpkins. Which one of us was not a country bumpkin five hundred years ago?You don't think of yourself as a country bumpkin, whoever treats you as a country bumpkin.Eat it, eat it, eat it!

Just as Jingui took the chicken butt, Taotao cracked open a can of Coke and stuffed it into Jingui's other hand.Let's drink, Tao Tao said very kindly, after eating and drinking, nothing will happen.What's the matter, go back to school and say, huh? Jingui took a big gulp of Coke, flushing the chicken butt that was chewed down in his mouth.He said, school, school is a place to talk, how many words did you say to me at school? All of a sudden, Ali punched Jingui in the chest, and he said, damn it, whoever talks to you thinks highly of you, you are shameless!As he spoke, he punched again, and punched again.The fist hit Jingui's chest, like hitting a bucket, making a hollow sound.Jingui held food in his hand, but he didn't avoid it.Ali's shots were also ruthless, as if all the evil spirit accumulated for hundreds of years was used on his fists.Jingui's body swayed, and finally he didn't fall on his back.Tao Tao said, enough, Ali.But Ali took two more punches before he stopped, and I could see that Ali was saying that I was going to do my own thing.

Jin Gui slowly recovered his breath.Ali's fist hit his chest, and his breath surged upwards, dripping blood from the corner of his mouth.I really couldn't see it, so I went over and handed Jingui a stack of tissues.Jingui was still holding something in his hands, he forced a smile and said, Fengzi, can you wipe it for me? I reached out to the corner of his mouth and wiped it. The blood was wiped on the snow-white paper towel, and it turned out to be a sauce-colored color, like ketchup, like prop blood in a movie.I said, Jin Gui, why are you bothering?Jingui moved his lips, but Ali had already pulled my hand away before he could speak.He said, Fengzi, if you are my friend, don't stand on the side of the bumpkin.

I said, Ali, who do you call a redneck, I only know that there is no one called a redneck here, are you?No, of course not, but your name is not Gongzigeer, right? Fengzi, Tao Taoweng said in a low voice, Fengzi, you don't understand things about boys, so let's go. I said, what if I don't leave? Zhu Zhu came over and took my hand and said, let's go.let's go. Tao Tao said, if you don't leave, if you don't leave, you won't leave, what else can we do? I suddenly sneered, I don't even know why I sneered.I said, we, who are we?Is that you and Ali? Tao Tao shook his head, he said grimly, everyone.You are excluded, and Tao Tao nuzzled at Jingui, saying, he is also excluded. Zhu Zhu looked at Tao Tao timidly, and she said, let me be the exception, I am not afraid of you. I said, Zhu Zhu, why do you say you are afraid?So what is he, Tao Tao? His cowhide is broken, that is to say, he can speak a few foreign accents, but he doesn't dare to be aboveboard.... Tao Tao's chest rose and fell, he gritted his teeth, and finally held back.The crowd slowly gathered around Tao Tao, they were still holding bamboo sticks and chewing in their mouths.Tao Tao turned slightly towards them and said, don't let him spoil our interest, right? The first person who jumped out in response was actually that chubby, good-tempered boy.He didn't use his hands or feet, but clasped his arms tightly, lowered his head, and bumped towards Jingui with his whole body. If Jing Gui moved sideways, that guy would definitely miss out and fall to the ground.But Jingui didn't, Jingui was still holding the chicken butt and Coke in his hand, he didn't give in, he didn't retreat, and bumped into the bumping body forcefully.There was only a muffled sound, and the chubby boy slowly softened, and his butt like a woman sat firmly on the hot road, neither crying nor making noise, sitting very quietly, like a pool of Yellow mud. Sweat soaked from Jingui's body, and the camouflage uniform was stained with spots of sweat, which were quickly dried by the hot wind at noon, turning into silver salt frost.He still holds something to eat in his hand, chicken butt and Coke.He took a breath, seemed to be breathing evenly, and then began to eat unhurriedly.He chewed and drank carefully, his throat moving evenly.Suddenly, a girl in the crowd clapped her hands, sparsely at first, then louder and louder, almost like the tide was washing over the gate. Ali stared blankly at Jingui, squatted down, covered his face with his hands, and began to cry.Tao Tao grabbed Ali by the hair and lifted him up.Ali yelled "No", it was so tragic that it seemed to tear his heart.But Tao Tao insisted on lifting him upright and standing beside him.Tao Tao smiled, pointed at Jingui with his free hand, cursed in English, and then translated it himself.He said that clowns will only be uglier if they dress up, and bumpkins will only be more ridiculous if they look cool.Jingui, I think it's best for you to go to the construction site. After Tao Tao finished speaking, there was applause and cheers.This was the first time we heard Tao Tao speaking English among us, speaking easily and casually, just like speaking oil, salt, sauce and vinegar in our dialect.If Tao Tao looked like a star in front of foreigners, then now Tao Tao has become Tao Tao, the Tao Tao he should be today. Tao Tao put one hand in his trouser pocket and snapped his fingers with the other. Immediately, five or six boys surrounded Jingui, pulling and pushing, swearing at the fucker, and even a country bumpkin! But Jingui didn't wait for them to touch him, he took a step forward and spit on Tao Tao's face.It wasn't just saliva, but also cola, caramel-colored blood, and caramel-colored chicken butt residue. Tao Tao's face immediately became an ugly one. Jingui yelled loudly, country bumpkins know how to bully people and don't bully them, I bullied you today, you still need someone else to do it for you? ! Everything, what we can see and hear, is extremely quiet, only the fire on the barbecue stall is burning, the leaves are rolling in the wind, our breathing is being amplified and slowed down, and slowly elongated.Zhu Zhu pulled out a stack of tissues and handed them to Tao Tao. Tao Tao took them and wiped his face slowly. Some parts could not be wiped off, and they turned into grease on the face.He ran his fingers through the hair for a short while, and the hair was parted smoothly, plowing an elegant valley in the middle.Then, Tao Tao spat on the ground, it turned out to be dark red blood.He bit his tongue out. At this moment, an anxious voice came from the back door, calling Tao Tao Tao Tao Tao Tao...But no one paid attention, because Tao Tao suddenly stepped on Jingui's instep!That is to say, one marine boot stepped on another marine boot, stepping on it so suddenly and so hard, no one expected Tao Tao to do such a kick!Jingui let out a scream, and bent down, trying in vain to hold his own instep. Only I recognized who the person calling Tao Tao was.I quietly turned my head and took a look. In the thick shadows, behind the iron fence of the back door, stood a woman wearing a lake green suspender dress.She is like a prisoner locked in a prison, clutching the railing and calling Tao Tao Tao Tao Tao, ....But no one looked back at her except me.