Chapter 94

Aoki looked back and saw a group of people coming towards him, men and women.

"What are you doing here?" a man asked him in half cooked Mandarin, looking very nervous.

Aoki recognized that the man had just been eating wine at enkun's house and sitting at the table with Lettori.

"I'm looking for the toilet." Aoki said casually. Just now he drank a little too much wine and felt like peeing again.

A woman laughed and said, "Oh, I can't find you. I'm looking for a thatched cottage! Shall I take you?"

As she spoke, she enthusiastically pulled up Qingmu and wanted to take him to the toilet. She turned back and said a dialect to the others, probably asking them to go first.

A group of people left with a smile. The man relaxed and went into his house.

Aoki was taken to the nearby thatched cottage by the enthusiastic woman.

When the woman saw that he didn't understand his pants, she smiled and said, "Oh, why are you ashamed? It's not like I haven't seen it before." she covered her mouth and ran outside the hut, "you pee, you pee, I don't see you!"

After a while, seeing the green wood coming out, he said with a trembling smile, "unobstructed?"

Aoki smiled and pointed to the direction of the room just now and asked, "there seems to be a man in that room?"

The woman was stunned for a moment and said, "you say that crazy woman in his house! Don't scare you by shouting every day!"

Aoki shook his head to show that he was not frightened, but he lost his way after drinking too much. The enthusiastic woman took him back to enkun's house.

Shi Dazhuang was drunk and unconscious, so Aoki didn't have a chance to show him the note.

Old enkun didn't drink much wine. At this time, he was leaning against the cane chair in the yard to smoke.

Two big round tables had been put away, and several women were washing dishes by the sink. After a while, he said hello to enkun and left.

Yu Meimei took half a bowl of rice, put some leftovers on it and took it to the room in the left compartment. Aoki remembers that when he was eating just now, there were several cries like killing pigs in the room.

Just a moment after the beauty went in, she suddenly called "ah", and then the bowl fell to the ground and broke. Then there was another howl like killing a pig. The wailing man shouted something that Aoki didn't understand.

The beauty ran out of the door, wiped her tears and went to the corner of the porch to get a broom.

Old enkun stood up and said to the beauty, "don't worry about him. Take care of your big father."

The beauty looked at old enkun, put down the broom, took the towel and washbasin and went to Shi Dazhuang's sleeping room.

Old enkun walked slowly to the west house with a crutch.

Aoki followed Lao enkun.

Old enkun glanced at Aoki and didn't mean to stop him from following. He sighed and said, "rebel!"

Then he opened Westinghouse's door and went in.

A man was tied to the porch post of Westinghouse. The man was sallow and skinny. His body was not as thick as the porch column. His neck was as thin as a bamboo. There was an empty shell head like a bamboo cage on the bamboo. There was almost no meat on his face. There was only a piece of skin left. His cheeks and eyes were deeply concave. If he saw it at night, he must think it was not a person, but a ghost.

When he saw old enkun coming in, he was like a dying hungry wolf. His eyes lit up when he saw the injured antelope.

"Daddy! Let me take a sip! Just take a sip!" he hung a long snot, mixed with the saliva from his mouth, and ran down his chin to his thin neck.

Old enkun raised his crutch, hit his son hard and scolded, "it makes you angry! It makes you smoke!"

His son craned his neck and wailed, "good fight! You fight a few more times. When you're done, let me take a sip, just one!"

Old enkun's chest fluctuated and gasped hard. Unable to lift his crutch, he raised the iron cigarette rod with his trembling hand to smoke his son's face.

After smoking the iron cigarette rod, a red whip mark was left on his face, across half his cheek, and his nose was crooked.

Old enkun still wanted to smoke. Aoki gently held his hand in the past.

Aoki said, "enkungong, it's no use fighting. He has to cook by himself."

Old enkun sighed, put away his cigarette rod and said, "I'll make you laugh!"

Old enkun's son was still begging, tears, snot and saliva flowing down together. After a while, he twitched, rolled his eyes, and foamed at the corners of his mouth.

Aoki looks at Lao enkun. Old enkun said, "it's OK to bear him for two days."

When it was dark, Yu Meimei cooked some porridge, put a bowl of porridge soup and took it to Westinghouse.

It was dark in the Westinghouse. Only a small yellow light bulb hung down from the beam. Old enkun's son bowed his head and seemed to be asleep. The ground under him was sticky and smelled of excrement and urine.

Beauty Yu frowned, walked close with the porridge and shouted, "lemoyee, eat porridge."

Le Mao raised his head and said weakly, "one mouthful, one mouthful!"

Yu Meimei brought the bowl to him, dug a spoonful of thin porridge with a spoon, blew it cool and sent it to le Mao's mouth. Le Mao sucked hard, sucked up the porridge in the spoon, suddenly coughed and sprayed the beauty on her face.

The beauty continued to feed him spoon by spoon. After drinking about half of the bowl, Le Mao was a little too slow. The big head on the thin neck arched hard, knocked over the bowl in the beauty's hand, and shouted, "let me out! Take a SIP for me, just a sip!"

The hot porridge flowed onto Yu Meimei's wrist and made her shiver. However, she still grasped the atherosclerotic bowl and didn't let the bowl fall to the ground. There are not many good bowls in Grandpa enkun's house, she thought.

She returned to the kitchen, washed her red wrists with cold water, brought the noon leftovers hot in the pot to the dining table in the main room, filled three bowls of porridge, put her chopsticks, and then shouted to the inner room, "Grandpa, Dad, Aoki, eat!"

She thought about it, filled a bowl of thin porridge again and walked towards Westinghouse.

There was a man standing at the door of Westinghouse. Because the light in the room was on, she could not see the man clearly from the outside. There was only a dark shadow, but she recognized him at a glance with the hair like a bird's nest and the hem of the windbreaker slightly blown away by the evening wind.

"Green wood!" she cried.

Aoki stretched out his hand and said, "give it to me here. Take care of your grandpa and dad for dinner."

Yu Meimei always thought it was wrong, but she couldn't tell why. After hesitating for a while, she gave the bowl to Qingmu.

Aoki took the bowl, turned into the house and closed the door.

Lemoha was drooling, his eyes glowing red, like a crazy wild dog, "give it to me! Give it to me! Just one bite, just one bite!"

Aoki looked at him, holding the bowl in his hand, slowly stretched out in front of him, wiped the whole bowl on Le Mao's face in Le Mao's greedy eyes.

"Ah -" Le Mao cried as if he were killing a pig.