"Da da da."
A slow and rhythmic voice sounded in the room. I looked up and saw that it was Ji Canghai.
The crutch under his arm became a burden to him, so that he walked very slowly.
A few tables away, his voice came over: "What's wrong? Uncle."
"Just wait for me, I'll be there soon."
Ji Canghai arrived at the door and looked me up and down: "Get out."
I couldn't help but laugh. This guy is still like this. Regardless of the indiscriminate nature, the only reason is the people around him.
I put the money in my hand directly into Ji Canghai's arms: "Chen Qi gave it to you, I have to get it done."
"If you don't want it, no one will care if you throw it in the trash can."
Uncle Ya nodded calmly: "Okay, then throw it in the trash can."
Ji Canghai didn't hesitate at all and limped to the trash can. The 20,000 yuan was like a hot potato, falling into a pile of garbage in a parabola.
Uncle Ya watched everything without any trouble: "You go away, and don't come back again."
Without giving me any chance or room for rebuttal, Uncle Ya directly issued an eviction order.
I know this old man's temper, and it's pointless to talk about it any further.
In desperation, I could only turn around and leave.
Things are completely different from what I thought. Let's put this aside for now.
I had just walked out onto a street when suddenly there were shouts from behind me.
I looked back and saw Ji Canghai holding crutches under his arm, moving his arms quickly, and quickly chased me.
"Just wait a minute."
His dark skin reflected strong light in the sun, and his eyes looked particularly white.
"Do you know Chen Qi?"
Through the mask, I could see the light in his eyes.
The plan failed just now, maybe we can try again now.
I nodded: "You know him too?"
"Where is he?"
I spread my hands and said, "No comment."
"Why?"
I pretended to be mysterious and leaned into his ear: "You are better than that bad old man just now, you can see things clearly."
"If it's convenient for you, let's talk somewhere else."
"Convenient! Of course it's convenient."
I pointed to the broken tea shop on the roadside: "That's it."
Although Ji Canghai was holding a crutch, he was faster than me and had already walked in front of me within a few steps.
I looked behind and saw that his creak was bleeding.
The top of the crutch was wrapped in gauze, but now it has turned into a rust color.
Obviously, this is the mark left by repeated wetting with blood.
The so-called broken teahouses are small sheds placed on the roadside. Most of the tea they sell is made from tea leaves.
The main thing they are dealing with are the coolie workers, who get nothing but cheap prices.
The people around us were talking so loudly that we had to sit very close to each other, almost shoulder to shoulder.
Ji Canghai came close to me and smelled it carefully: "Are these Chen Qi's clothes?"
"ah?"
I looked down at the slightly deformed short sleeves and smiled bitterly: "He gave it to me."
"Don't worry about the clothes, let's get down to business."
Although Ji Canghai has a violent temper, there are subtleties in both roughness and subtlety. If I continue to entangle with him, I am worried that my secret will be exposed.
He pulled the stool under him and leaned closer to me, listening intently to what I was going to say.
I looked around, fearing that someone was watching me: "Chen Qi is going to do something important. He didn't just leave without saying goodbye as you think. Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked me to send money."
"This time, Chen Qi also asked me to come. You must obey after listening."
Ji Canghai's eyes widened: "What's the matter?"
"Someone wants you dead, you must go."
Ji Canghai snorted coldly: "Since Chen Qi asked you to come, you should know who I am."
"Go back and ask him, who have I been afraid of?"
"You're good at fighting, aren't you?"
I replied unceremoniously: "What, now there are two more walking sticks under the creaking nest, so the combat effectiveness is stronger?"
I picked up the coarse porcelain bowl and pretended to drink water, but actually I covered my face: "Some people want you to die, and some want you to live."
"It's up to you to choose whose wish you wish to fulfill."
Ji Canghai tilted his head and looked at me: "Can you tell me who this person is?"
"No." I responded simply, "I'm here today to inform you, not to discuss it with you."
"Snapped."
I put the porcelain bowl down hard: "You have no choice, you have to go."
Ji Canghai rubbed the green stubble on his chin, with a little hesitation in his eyes: "Did Chen Qi say this too?"
"if not?"
"Chen Qi is a very reasonable person and has never been able to say such arrogant things."
"Your name is Ji Canghai. You accidentally killed your own brother before. You are also a bipolar disorder patient. What you are most afraid of is the Bajiao Bell."
I told him all his secrets like a treasure trove, and then turned my head to look at him: "Do you still have any doubts?"
Seeing his shocked face, I returned to the topic: "You are right, Chen Qi likes to reason, but no one can reason with him."
I pointed to the meat stall across the road: "That piece of chopped meat is the person who can only reason."
"He spent the first half of his life being a meat, and now he wants to be a knife for carving meat. Maybe one day he will be the one holding the knife."
