Chapter 639

Now many well-known brands are sparing no effort to boast about how good western countries are.

The pension system is sound. It doesn't cost money to see a doctor. Buying a house is like buying a cabbage in the market. The toilet cover is like the tenderness of Mrs. Jess's small hands next door - and the sewers in their country are guaranteed to be ignored for 5000 years.

Not really.

The well-known people only expose the best side of these countries, so they won't tell you that there are many vagrants on the streets in western countries. If they don't have money to see a doctor and dare to make trouble, the police will rush up and swing their batons and beat them up.

I won't tell you that it's late at night in early winter. Lewis and others are still in the cold wind, wearing worn work clothes and cleaning the sludge at the outlet of urban sewer under the light.

In fact, the sludge had existed for a long time. Last summer, the drain was blocked, but no one took care of it until the last heavy rain in late autumn, when the sewage flow was not smooth and came out of the urban area, it attracted the great attention of the leaders.

Then there is a kind of planning, wrangling and bidding -- finally, Lewis, who is a primary school classmate and the brother-in-law of Mr. lisk's cousin's neighbor in the Civil Justice investigation office of the municipal government, has only passed five passes and cut six will get the project.

Lewis had only 2200 pounds left when the project, which was expected to cost 9000 pounds, did not include the cost of inviting his primary school classmate and his family of seven to dinner.

In addition, he had to hire several people to help him. After excluding all expenses, he could earn up to ￡ 1000.

The net profit of 1000 pounds has also satisfied Lewis.

After all, earning this thousand pounds can be done in one night at most (there are too many people along the river during the day, so we can't do the dirty work of spreading the smell, which will affect the glorious image of the city).

The difficulty of the project was somewhat unexpected to Lewis.

They carried away the sludge outside the drain with a basket and pushed it in for four or five meters. They saw a dark thing with disgusting oily light under the light, and sewage seeping out from it.

"Fake, why is there a packing box in the sewer?"

Lewis stepped forward, reached out and grabbed the black plastic cloth covered with the packing box. He shoveled it with a shovel a few times before he found out what it was.

This is a packing box for large machines. It is made of pine board and iron nails. It belongs to recyclable waste.

It's just that Lewis and others really don't understand why such a big thing ran into the sewer?

"Maybe it fell down when the construction site collapsed when it rained heavily last year?"

A worker said so.

On a rainy day last summer, the construction site of maixilai did collapse. It is said that several forklifts collapsed. At that time, people were frightened. They thought it was the ground that collapsed. Afterwards, it took the boss's effort to get those forklifts up.

It doesn't matter whether the packing box was the "product" of the collapse of Macy's construction site.

The important thing is that Lewis can be sure that as long as he can break the packing box, everyone can go home and wash and sleep.

"Play, rabbit, Sirui! Play, rabbit, Sirui! "

In front of the wooden packing box like a closed door, of course, the shovel can't use any strength. Lewis is too lazy to go to the chainsaw again. He simply commands several helpers. The big guys hold up a long iron frame pipe together and hit the board one by one in the sound of his trumpet.

Listening to the "clang" sound of the iron pipe hitting the wood, Lewis suddenly had an illusion: it was much like a certain action he conquered his wife 20 years ago, with a sonorous and powerful impact sound and a seductive melody.

Isn't the sound of bang, bang just PA, Pa?

Isn't his bugle the charge bugle?

Isn't the click sound made when the board is hit hard a woman's painful and extremely happy reaction?

"Come on, you'll break the damn 'gate' of the folding fan right away. Play, rabbit --"

When he saw the place where the iron pipe had broken, the water had splashed outward, and the whole "gate" was driven to collapse in an instant. Lewis was shocked, shouted loudly, and slammed the iron pipe into the last board.

Bang -- puff, puff!

After the last piece of wood was broken, the "gate", which was always under the pressure of too many blockages behind it, collapsed, and sewage mixed with leaves and all kinds of domestic garbage gushed out from behind the door with a cry like a flood that broke a dike, even with a frightening momentum.

"Trough, run!"

Lewis did not expect that the blocked sewage was so fierce that he threw away the iron pipe and ran away.

Lewis and others react very fast, but they are not as fast as the sewage whose pressure is released in an instant.

Like a dragon, the sewage roared, mixed with the garbage you threw and didn't throw before, and drowned several workers in an instant.

"I, I'm dying!"

Before being completely submerged by the black sewage, Lewis made such a miserable howl.

Then, I fell into the unconscious darkness, but I could hear a woman's scream and repeat that sentence. It came from a far place and soon disappeared.

It's like floating quietly in the Thames River. There is a bright sun in the sky. The grass on the bank is lush and full of flowers. Occasionally, the cry of birds comes. I'm very comfortable. I just want to drift with the waves. It's best to never wake up.

This is how Fang Yuan feels now.

He really didn't want to wake up -- the world he woke up in was too cruel.

After living for more than 20 years, he finally fell in love with Xia naocan and decided to fall in love with her. But God made a big joke with them because he had nothing to do.

First, let them become close brothers and sisters and suffer from the pain of "if you want to be good, you have to violate human relations". Then when you found out that the two people are not bullshit close brothers and sisters, you slept with Xia Nao disabled's mother Chen Wanyue -- which completely closed the door to their relationship.

A Xia Xiaoyun came to torture him. God was not satisfied, and a water shadow was mixed in it.

Alas, on the surface, that woman looks many times smarter than Xiao Xia. In fact, the degree of brain disability is definitely better than Xia Xiaoyun.

Just because Fang Yuan didn't want to contact her, she went to the Northern Dynasty with tieliao and them with the "belief of death".

In the Northern Dynasty, this stupid woman had to suffer how much crime to become a ghost (almost a female zombie soldier) - Fang Yuan was distressed as long as he thought about it.

Forget it, I still don't want to do those bad things in the Northern Dynasty. After all, the behavior of heroes bouncing down the pit with small nuclei is worthy of praise and high worship.

But Fang Yuan disdains to be a hero. He prefers to be a courier: bitter and tired, but warm. An yuan, especially when competing with a donkey for a roast chicken, is definitely full of family happiness

And Lin Wuer: brother, don't you think it's good for you to pretend to be your mother? Why should you say that word easily with your friends? Don't you know that love can't be said casually. Once it is said, you have to be responsible?

Alas, that's also a brain cripple.

Why are there so many brain cripples in this world?

However, people with mental disabilities are not all upset, but also happy, such as Qin Xiaobing.

Even in her sleep, Fang Yuan couldn't help laughing at the thought of Qin Xiaobing: how lovely the little girl must be to treat her brother as a black sheep and position herself as the Virgin Mary who saved the black sheep. Therefore, she didn't hesitate to take out her savings and let me squander it.

Also -- when thinking of this, Fang Yuan frowned and murmured something. Yue WanChen, who had taken a hot bath and came in wrapped in a bath towel, gently bit her lower lip and slowly sat on the edge of the Kang.

"Nine Youwang... Who would have thought that she would pretend to be Taoist Yan four, accompany me to the underground ancient city of the Northern Dynasty, and help me solve those difficulties I can't face?"

When Fang Yuan murmured here, Yue WanChen's heart jumped and asked in a dumb voice, "nine, nine Youwang?"

"She gave me a anklet and said it was an amulet -- after I was rescued, Katyusha said it was handed down by my mother and let me take it unnecessarily. Shit, that little girl's film, oh, now my son's mother, she knows a hair, and she will know how to fool around with business brain. "

Fang Yuan continued to talk nonsense without moving his eyelids.

Yue WanChen knew that he was talking in his sleep.

He said Xia Xiaoyun, water shadow, Lin Wuer, Qin Xiaobing, donkey -- Chen Wanyue.

Just like the old man who has only good memories in his life and waits for God's call, the sleeping circle tells all the people and things he has come into contact with.

What's more, when he was awake, he would not say anything from his heart: "Chen Wanyue is actually a poor woman. Alas, Xiao Chen, I know that you are a woman who has been used by her husband and kidnapped by her daughter's safety, and has done stupid things regardless of everything. I know that you are more tired and bitter than anyone... "

"Xiao Chen" listened to the round nagging, and tears slowly trickled down his cheeks.

She stretched out her hand -- wanted to hold this guy's head, cried and said to him: Xiao Chen is not Xia Xiaoyun's mother, not your mother-in-law, I am Xiao Chen! You and I don't have to feel guilty.

But her outstretched hand, then slowly retracted back: even if you tell him this, what can you do?

Will he fall in love with me and marry me like summer asked?

Oh, of course not.

Xiao Chen is just a withered flower and a withered willow. He is still a very evil kind. It's hard to live without a man all day -- Yue WanChen has to bite her lips hard to force herself to cry.

Then he wiped his tears, walked barefoot into the living room, found paper and pen, and wrote.

Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua.

The drizzle in early winter no longer has the vigorous vitality in spring, only with a strong reluctance to give up the world and deep resentment.

In the surrounding world, it is also raining.

Spring rain.

With a straw stalk in his mouth, he sat on the bench in the small pavilion and looked at the high-rise building where he was. When he was about to "get a wonderful poem" for thousands of years, the donkey ran over wet. With a dog leg breath, he stretched out his tongue and washed his brother's face.

"Fuck off, how many times have I told you not to disgust me before brushing my teeth!"

Fang Yuan scolded in a low voice, stretched out his hand and pushed the donkey away. When he opened his eyes, he was stunned.

The donkey was right in front of him, his face full of flattery and wagging his tail, but the small park, pavilion, drizzle and the high-rise building where he was were were gone.

The people and things he saw just now were only in his dreams.

It's a dream.