When Xie Yufei realized something was wrong, it was obviously too late.
Don't think he doesn't know, Brother Cheng has wanted to break his legs for a long time!
Su Yuncheng came back with a basin of hot water, glanced at Xie Yufei's feet sticking out of the bed, frowned and asked him, "Have you washed your feet?"
Xie Yufei: "...!"
Is he finally losing his leg? But... Brother Wang Shumei Cheng has to make the other party clean before he breaks his legs. What if he doesn't cooperate? Does he help with washing?
Looking at Xie Yufei's frightened and confused eyes, Su Yuncheng turned to Lin Nianhe and asked, "Is he crazy again?"
Lin Nianhe covered his mouth and smiled: "Maybe he thought of something weird."
Su Yuncheng was too lazy to pay attention to Xie Yufei, and only urged him to wash his feet quickly, then just circled around Lin Nianhe.
Xie Yufei struggled on the bed for a long time and asked in a low voice: "Brother Cheng, what will happen if I don't wash it?"
Su Yuncheng said casually: "Then go and stay somewhere else."
This sentence was automatically translated by Xie Yufei as - 'Then throw you out of the window'.
He glanced at the rapidly reversing scenery outside the window, jumped out of bed immediately, took a basin and went to the conductor to ask for hot water to wash his feet.
He can still live without his legs, but if he is thrown out directly, he will definitely die!
Xie Yufei sat in the conductor's room and devoutly washed his feet three times in a farewell gesture, muttering to himself while washing them.
The conductor was so frightened that he thought he had some special hobby and almost kicked him out of the car.
Xie Yufei didn't know that he was on the verge of life and death. He wandered around in the carriage, just not wanting to go back and face the bleak life.
He wandered to the hard-seat car and looked at the crowded people in the car, and suddenly he was inspired to create.
Some of them closed their eyes and meditated in their seats, some looked out the window and cried silently, and some were reading through the little red book.
Xie Yufei casually put the enamel basin at his feet, took out the suede bag containing the camera from his coat pocket, and honestly recorded everything he saw.
He took photos all the way, and when someone asked him occasionally, he would take out the Hua Xia newspaper and the letter of introduction that published his photos to prove his identity, and then write down their addresses, indicating that he would send them to them after developing the photos. .
Some people took photos for free and even sent photos. Everyone who was photographed was smiling and scrambling to leave their names and addresses in Xie Yufei's notebook.
Xie Yufei solved the problem with this trick, but he could no longer take good photos - everyone in the car knew that he had a camera, and everyone held it up, unwilling to show their truest side.
Xie Yufei didn't want to take pictures of those awkward postures. He put away his notebook and walked to the next car with his camera.
At the junction of the carriages, he saw a father and daughter. The daughter was young, no more than five or six years old. She was wearing a pink floral cotton-padded jacket and was tucked into the jacket by her father to sleep. Her father hugged her and stared blankly ahead. He was young, but his temples were white and his beard sprouted, making him look particularly aged.
Before Xie Yufei's mind could turn around, he had already picked up the camera and pressed the shutter button.
The "click" sound did not wake up my father's thoughts. He was out of tune with his surroundings, as if the world could no longer accommodate him.
Seeing him like this, Xie Yufei couldn't move his feet to leave.
He knelt down in front of his father, opened the cigarette he brought with him, took one and handed it over: "Man, have a smoke."
The sound of voices near his ears finally brought his father back to his senses. He looked at Xie Yufei blankly, and when he saw that he was well-dressed, he immediately panicked: "Ah? You can't sit here, right? I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now... "He said, holding his daughter and getting up.
I don't know how many times he has seen eye rolls and how many times he has been driven away, so that everything can move so smoothly and quickly.
"Ahem..." The little girl lay in her father's arms, frowning and coughing a few times, but her eyes were tightly closed without opening.
"No, no, sit down. I'm not a conductor." Xie Yufei quickly held him down and raised the camera in his hand, "I'm an educated youth. Hey, I just took a photo of you and your children. I If you want an address, wait until I get off the car to develop the photos and send them to you."
"Ah?" Uncle Vicissitudes' eyes were full of confusion, and he couldn't understand what Xie Yufei was trying to do, but he still answered Xie Yufei's question, "No, I'm taking my baby to a relative's house, and I don't know what the address is yet. .”
The vicissitudes of the uncle's eyes were filled with stories. Xie Yufei wanted to ask, but when he saw the girl's cheeks were red, he temporarily suppressed his doubts: "Uncle, is the child sick?"
"Well, I have a fever." Uncle Vicissitudes looked down at the child and hugged her tighter.
There is draft everywhere here, which is better during the day, but not necessarily at night.
Xie Yufei said to him: "Uncle, come with me and I will find a place for you and your father to shelter from the wind."
"No matter what, I can do it here..."
"The child is sick, and nothing is more important than her. My sister has medicine, give the child some."
Xie Yufei couldn't help but pick up Uncle Vicissitudes and lead him towards the sleeper car.
There was probably nothing he could do, so Uncle Vicissitudes did not refuse, and followed Xie Yufei step by step with his daughter in his arms.
Xie Yufei didn't leave quickly. Before he reached the bunk, he called Lin Nianhe: "Xiaohe, do you have antipyretic medicine? There is a child here with a fever."
"Um?"
Lin Nianhe poked her head out and caught a glimpse of the vicissitudes of life behind Xie Yufei. Seeing that his clothes were patched, she immediately stood up to look for medicine.
Xie Yufei took the girl and carried her to his bunk, then pulled the quilt and wrapped her tightly into a small ball.
Lin Nianhe took out the thermometer to take the child's temperature. While waiting, she turned back and asked, "Uncle, does the child have a cold?"
This was the first time for Uncle Vicissitudes to come to the sleeper carriage. Looking at Lin Nianhe who looked like a porcelain doll, he rubbed his clothes uneasily: "Yes, yes, I fell ill after letting the cool breeze blow."
Lin Nianhe nodded lightly and helped the child cover her arm to prevent her from being unable to hold the thermometer.
"Xiaohe, please look after the child while I go get a sleeper ticket for uncle." Xie Yufei leaned in front of Lin Nianhe and whispered.
Lin Nianhe subconsciously touched his pocket: "Do you have money?"
"Yes," Xie Yufei raised his chin, "Don't forget, my photos also come with royalties."
After saying that, he walked away majestically.
Su Yuncheng handed the hot towel to Lin Nianhe and asked casually: "How much royalties does Xie Si get?"
Lin Nianhe stretched out three fingers towards him.
"thirty?"
"Three dollars."
Su Yuncheng: "..."
"Don't worry about him, he feels rich as long as he's not hungry," Lin Nianhe said, taking out the thermometer, "Thirty-eight degrees six...Brother Yun Cheng, help me break the antipyretic medicine in half."
"good."
Lin Nianhe woke the child up and gave her antipyretic medicine before covering her up again.
She twisted a towel and put it on the child's forehead. When she saw the basin of water, she belatedly asked: "Brother Yun Cheng, do you think we are missing something here?"
"Um?"
"Where's Xie Yufei's basin?"
(End of chapter)
