Whoop, whoop, whoop.
August fourteenth.
I'm talking about the lunar calendar, not the solar calendar.
At that time, I was lying on Aunt Fang's bed and had just finished exercising.
"How many days has it been since you last touched a woman?"
"It shouldn't be."
Aunt Fang was still suspicious of me, because the rough actions I just performed were not what a man who has been venting to women for a long time should do.
I didn't answer, turned over, and lit a cigarette for myself.
"Is there something on your mind?"
Aunt Fang asked in a low voice next to me. This time, she lay on my chest like a woman, snatched the cigarette from my mouth, took a puff, and then put it back.
"fine."
I don’t know how many things I have been pressing in my heart, but now there is only one day left before I can move all this away, and I must not fall short.
Aunt Fang said noncommittally: "I advise you not to do it."
"What's the meaning?"
She answered normally: "Everyone has his own destiny, just like us. When we get here, we have to accept our fate."
"Aren't you pretty good now? You can do whatever you want here. You don't have to lie like those dogs, nor do you have to fight with the thugs every day. That's enough."
I looked at Aunt Fang in surprise. I originally thought that this woman just didn't trust her like me and didn't speak her mind. But at this moment, I was very sure that what she said was true!
Some people seem to call this thing 'Stockholm Syndrome', which means that when a person has been treated unfairly in a dangerous environment for a long time, he will develop a special psychology and will recognize the other person's letting go and even help. .
I feel more and more like Aunt Fang is suffering from this disease.
"I know."
Aunt Fang heard that I was a little perfunctory, and immediately raised her head, put the softest part of her body on my chest, and then she lay on my body, looking up at me: "You must be fine. "
"Hurry, what's wrong with you?"
At this time, I also wanted to confirm whether Aunt Fang was sick, so I hugged her and said, "Today, my eldest brother asked me to send the inquiry to the connecting building, saying that there is a shortage of people there."
When Aunt Fang heard this, she immediately rolled off me and said, "Then just send it over, what's the point of a slut?"
She turned around and leaned her back against me.
I took the opportunity to hug her waist and asked, "I'm afraid that one day I will end up like this."
Aunt Fang sat up from the bed and looked at me seriously: "How is that possible!"
She seemed to have noticed something was wrong with her, and changed the subject and said: "Yes, these people are indeed not good people, but they also need help, why should they use their own helpers..."
Aunt Fang couldn't speak anymore. She thought of A Yong, the knife, and even herself.
"I am sleepy."
Aunt Fang quietly closed her eyes.
And I seem to have seen all the reincarnations here.
I have seen how a person can change from "fresh" to "dead". I have also seen how a person can turn from "dead" to "dead-hearted". Finally, I have seen how a despondent person will go to two extremes, either Become an aunt, or become a girl who hangs herself on the doorknob.
I deliberately stayed up late that day, smoking one cigarette after another.
It wasn't until I woke up the next day and used my body to secretly open the drawer while I was taking a nap that I saw a few more bills in the drawer.
I took out the money and counted it. It should have been more than 3,000 yuan, but it turned into 5,011 yuan. One of them had several Chinese characters written on it, "Coke 14+7".
Although I don’t know if Coke 14+7 means 14 boxes + 7 boxes, I am already very sure who gave the money.
He is the owner of a small shop.
Only he has the cash.
But the question is, what does Aunt Fang want the cash for?
Judging from this woman's attitude, shouldn't she not want to run away?
So why is she saving all this cash?
Of course I know how she got the cash, but what I want to know more is what she plans to do with the money!
sorry.
I stuffed a full five thousand dollars in cash into my pocket.
When I saw a big bag bulging in my pocket, I took out the money again, found a pair of Aunt Fang's stockings, and tied them tightly to the root of my thigh.
Finally, I could no longer see any flaw. More than 5,000 yuan was stuck to my thigh, tied there without being folded. Unless you were staring closely at your crotch, you couldn't see it at all.
So I walked out of the room, went to the work area, sat down on a chair, and waited for the sunset.
When I was in prison, I talked with a former death row inmate. This guy was engaged in chemistry, and the reason why he was admitted was because of ice.
He said that it was very easy to make, as long as you knew a little bit about chemistry, you could make it.
We didn't believe it at the time, but when this guy said a bunch of confusing things that you couldn't understand at all, it still made you confused.
He also commented on all the people in our room, including one who sent both of them away because his wife had cuckolded him.
He said: "Even though we are both in chains, I still look down on you."
"This is put on me, I don't even have to do it with my hands. I just buy some apples, then refine them...and then condense them..."
I swore I didn't take it seriously when he said it, but I don't know why I remembered it. Perhaps, at that time, I felt that I might be able to use it if I entered a big wall...
Who the hell would have thought that Burma was used.
right.
When I buy apples, I just want apple seeds.
I didn't buy an alcohol stove just for cooking instant noodles. I only slept in the toilet every time I went to the double room through 'Little Landlord'. I found that there was no monitoring in the toilet of the double room, so I used the alcohol stove to fiddle with this thing in the toilet.
I bought the small ice pot just for the tightly connected tubes. So after I heard that the God of Wealth’s house moved into a refrigerator, the first thing I did when I came back was to throw all these things to the garbage station, and I continued to go there every day. I buy ice from the store owner, flush it down the toilet, replace it with rock candy, and drink it in front of people with a small pot all day long.
This is my plan. It has been forming in my mind since I saw the words "Celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival", because I know that running like a mule will definitely not make it out, especially if there are pursuers in front and interceptors in the back. situation.
That……
Just put them all down...
They plan to let me live anyway!
"Brother."
When I was distracted, Lao Zhu turned around to say hello and woke me up. I turned around and saw Ada.
"What are you doing here?"
He didn't know whether he asked this intentionally or unintentionally.
I inserted the needle and said, "It's too big. I'm afraid I'll get into trouble, so I'll just sit here."
Only then did the old pig join in: "I've been sitting here all afternoon, staring straight at the window without even blinking."
"You still know how to find a safe place for yourself. Are you too drunk?"
Ah Da laughed and cursed: "I won't be able to smoke for a while, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival today."
As he spoke, Ada clapped everyone's hands and said, "Listen up!"
Everyone in the work area tilted their heads and looked over.
"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, a festival."
"No matter whether you have achievements or not, you don't have to be locked up or beaten today. You will get off work as soon as it gets dark and go directly to the canteen after get off work!!"
I recently had a waist injury. I went to press it. When I pressed it, people were a little afraid to do it. They said they suspected it was bone spurs. I was also confused. Could it be that I was sweating because I couldn't bear it?
So I rested for a few days. I am still hesitating whether to go to the hospital, mainly because I am a little afraid... I'm sorry.
(End of chapter)
