On August 1, 2006, it turned from cloudy to moderate rain.
The small hotel room was extremely hot, there was no air conditioning, and the fan hanging above the head ran 24 hours a day.
I just wore red underpants, sat on the sofa, sipped instant noodles, and looked up at the TV news.
Evening news reported: "A cement bridge collapsed in Nansan Town, Zhanjiang City. A passerby on a motorcycle fell into the river together with his car. Local villagers spontaneously organized a rescue. The injured have been transferred to the city hospital for emergency treatment."
At that time, everyone used satellite pots, and some could receive hundreds of pots! I kept changing channels to watch the news.
I remember a lot of big things happened that day.
First of all, a 6.3-magnitude earthquake occurred in Wandao Province in my country, a series of bombings occurred in Taiwan, a man killed three people and injured five people in a row over a toilet dispute in Jinyun County, Lishui, Zhejiang, the Queen of Qu Opera passed away, etc., but, I What I want to see most is the news about what happened to the Changsha Museum.
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Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and I immediately became alert.
I heard a woman's voice outside the door, saying angrily: "Can you please turn down the sound of the TV! It affects my rest! Also, can you throw away the shoes at your door! There are so many stinky shoes! It stinks to death!"
"Okay, I know!"
I quickly turned down the TV volume, and then the other party left.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
I didn't dare to go out during the day because I was afraid that the sudden knock on the door would be a hat, which would be a bit too inconvenient.
After dinner, I went to throw away the trash and beer bottles. As soon as I walked out, I smelled a particularly bad smell!
The taste is simply amazing! It's fifty times worse than the corpse stench I often smell! It smells so bad that if you stay in the corridor for one more second, you will faint!
The source of the stench was a row of rag shoes, both green and black, with sizes ranging from large to small. They were neatly arranged in a row and placed at my door.
I pinched my nose, kicked my sneakers away, and stood in the corridor and yelled, "Damn it! Who left the stinky shoes at my door! I'm going to die!"
After shouting, I felt dizzy. It wasn’t lack of oxygen, it was the smell. It was too smelly...
At this time, the door next door opened, and a middle-aged man in ragged clothes and unkempt face came out, and then four men came out one after another. They were also unkempt and looked like beggars. One of them had a childish look on his face and was estimated to be about his age. At most fourteen or fifteen years old.
I said angrily, "Why! There are so many people! Hurry up! Get all these stinky shoes from me! They're killing people!"
The older beggar smiled and said: "Our shoes were placed in the corridor and not in your room. What's our fault? Besides, who said our shoes smell bad?"
He picked one up, brought it to his nose and smelled it, then handed the shoe to others to smell and asked, "Does it smell bad?"
Several people had expressionless faces and shook their heads and said it didn't stink at all.
Then he smiled and said to me: "Look, the five of us said it doesn't stink, but you are the only one. There must be something wrong with your nose."
I wonder if there really is something wrong with my nose?
I knocked on the door, called out the woman who just knocked on my door, and asked her if she smelled bad.
She vomited! He quickly covered his mouth.
She pushed me away! I ran downstairs and called the boss up.
When the hotel owner came up, he immediately covered his nose and shouted: "Oh my God! Who put gas bombs here!"
The woman covered her nose and pointed, complaining: "Boss! If they still live here! Then I won't live here! It stinks!"
"Ouch! We're putting away the shoes now! Sorry, boss! I haven't taken off my shoes for two months! The smell is a little too strong!"
"What are you charging me for? I won't do your business anymore! Get out of here right now!"
The boss said angrily: "I only agreed to give you a room because you five are so pitiful beggars! Who knew you would drop gas bombs here! Damn it! It's affecting other guests! I'll refund you the room fee! Get out of here!" !”
Hearing this, the woman hid far away with a proud look on her face.
"Boss, please do a good job. It's going to rain heavily outside this late at night. Boss, please show some kindness and don't drive us away. We don't need to sleep in your bed. We can just sleep on the ground. We just want a shelter from the wind." Spend the night somewhere rainy.”
The woman immediately stamped her feet and screamed: "No! You people shouldn't live here! It's all affecting me! You should live on the street! Look at how dirty you are! It's time to take a shower when it rains You guys stink!”
Later, at the strong request of the female resident, the hotel owner pushed and kicked the five beggars out.
After a while, there was a strong wind outside and it started to rain. The weather forecast was really accurate.
The light rain turned into moderate rain in the blink of an eye.
I opened the window and took a look, and saw that the five beggars who had been kicked out were still in the yard. They were huddled in a row, holding a torn snakeskin bag on their heads to protect themselves from the rain. Soon they were all soaked through. .
I sighed, closed the window, lit a flower, lay on the sofa and crossed my legs.
There was lightning and thunder outside the window, and bursts of laughter suddenly came?
When I went over to take a look, I saw these five beggars throwing away their torn sacks and dancing wildly in the rain! And laughed out loud! They lifted up their clothes to expose their bellies and danced happily belly dancing.
Infected by their laughter, I grinned too.
Life is too difficult, this is the joy of suffering, I like this atmosphere.
I took an umbrella and went out and shouted: "Oh! Brothers, please come in! Let's chat! Don't catch a cold!"
The older beggar wiped his face and said loudly: "We also want to live in the house! But the boss won't let us!"
"Wait a minute!"
I ran to the front desk and explained my intention to the boss.
The boss was embarrassed: "Brother! It's not that I'm cruel! I'm a businessman and can't let them affect other customers! You've seen that beauty's attitude! She's a regular customer here! Besides, someone else complained to me just now!"
I went upstairs and came back down again, slapped the 20,000 yuan on the table and said, "I'll cover the third floor. You clear it for me, and let that woman live on the second floor!"
The boss was stunned for a long time. He probably didn't expect that I would make such an abnormal move.
I said that woman is nothing, you have to look at her face! If she had the ability, she wouldn't live here! Just go and stay at the Guomao Hotel!
After bringing the five beggars back, the elder beggar in charge hurriedly clasped his fist at me and said, "Brother, you have done a good job for us tonight! We are so grateful! There is nothing we can do in return! We are here to wish you great wealth and good health!"
I cupped my fists and said with a smile: "It's a small matter. I have received some good words from you. I wonder if you are gang beggars or casual beggars?"
He immediately replied: "We are beggars! We are from the Baotou Gang! This time we plan to go south to defect to the Guandi Temple Sect in Guangdong! I never thought that we would take the wrong route and arrive in Beijing! We even got separated from the big beggar!"
I was very surprised. I didn't expect that they were from the Baotou Gang.
Don’t forget, I used to follow the beggar Mr. Liu to beg for food in the Nanguan Street area of Wu’an, so I know something about the beggar gang.
The Baotou Gang is the largest beggar gang in the north, and the bigger one in the south is probably the Guandi Temple Clan in Guangdong.
Beggars are divided into positions such as beggars, uncles, and kid. The older beggar is the "uncle" and the other younger beggars are the "kids". The grandpa manages the kid under him, and the kid goes to the streets to beg. When the things arrive, they have to give a portion to the uncle. The uncle gathers them together and offers them to the beggar head. Therefore, the beggar head has a very high status. It can be said that he lies down and enjoys the offerings from the little ghosts every day.
The Beggar Gang was once the largest gang in the world, with more than ten million members! Their various internal hierarchies and rules are very complete! Never underestimate the orthodox beggars! They are just not united now. A few decades ago, anyone who dared to bully the Beggar Clan for no reason would have caused endless trouble for themselves!
Suddenly, the youngest beggar said:
"Uncle, I'm so hungry. We haven't had anything to eat today."
"You bastards! You know how hungry you are every day! If you don't get anything today, that's because we didn't choose the right place! I've asked about everything! I'll take you to Wangfujing tomorrow! I heard that rich people live there!"
The little beggar retorted: "Uncle, I don't think it's a local problem. Are the people in Beijing too indifferent? If we can't find the big beggar within three days, will we have to starve to death here or in Baotou?" If you want to eat well, you can have enough to eat every day.”
I laughed and said, "Boy, what you said is wrong. There are good people and bad people everywhere! It's the same for people in Beijing. Besides, you can't say bad things about people when they don't give you food. Do you understand?"
"Brother, you're right! Kid! Don't blame others! You're still not good at begging for food! Think back to those days! Our Baotou Gang's Yu Dabeitou! That broken porcelain bowl with chipped teeth and cracks! It's from the south to the north ! From the north to the south! From the dignitaries to the poor! There is no denying! Good luck! That meal is three dishes, one soup and two sips of wine!"
I smiled and said: "There are people who are better than others in all walks of life. I can't provide you with three dishes and one soup today, but I can make you full and eat instant noodles as you like."
Of these five beggars, the elder is called Uncle Zheng. The little ones are all orphans or children abandoned by their parents like me. They don’t have serious names either. Their nicknames are Goudan, Diode, Little Fox and Star. The youngest child who just said that Beijingers are too cold is called Xingxing.
They were so grateful to me that they ate a whole box and a half of my instant noodles out of the broken bowl they brought with them.
The memory of that scene is still fresh, it feels like it happened yesterday.
It's raining heavily outside, but it's steaming inside.
For a moment, the sound of sucking noodles even drowned out the sound of rain outside.
