Wang Meng was afraid that the scrapie would be transmitted to him, so he moved his body to the other side of the bed to sleep, and gradually began to snore. He didn't wake up until early in the morning. He saw that Liu Mei, who had been lingering in bed all night, had dark circles under her eyes. You really shouldn't have brought that hedgehog back. Now, even if you sell the hedgehog, the money won't be enough to treat your scrapie.
No matter how much it can be sold for, you can still collect some money to treat the scrapie. Liu Mei said this and got up to wash up. She glanced at the hedgehog, hating and regretting that she shouldn't have met it. She really wanted to burn it to death like the gray rat, but it wasn't cost-effective.
At this time, the hedgehog was crawling in the room, but could not get far. A rope tied it, and it bit with its mouth, but it kept biting. Its beak is as funny as the sharp beak of a big bird. When the body is curled up, the head can't be seen at all, let alone the mouth.
After Liu Mei washed up, she released the chickens in the cage. When the chickens saw the hedgehog in the room, they felt strange and clucked, and some jumped up and down, as if they were afraid of the monster's sneak attack. Liu Mei was also a little afraid of it. Her fingers and body were itchy, and she didn't want to move it, but she had to. She asked Wang Meng to find a snakeskin bag, opened the mouth of the bag, picked up the hedgehog with fire scissors and put it in. Now it is next to her ear. It was as if a voice was telling her: Don't touch it, the thorns on its body are poisonous.
On the north side of the city's market is a slender cement-hardened street, with cars in the middle and people walking on both sides. It's not accurate to say that people walk there. Most of them are stopovers for temporary businessmen without stalls. They bring small businesses brought from the countryside. Specialties and other specialties are placed in piles, waiting for customers to choose. At this moment, their business was relatively light. Many people were gathered around to watch a handless, weak-legged disabled person writing. He held a piece of chalk between his toes and wrote his life experience on the cement floor in the form of a seven-character poem. The handwriting was still He was quite respectful, but people pitied him for his misfortune. Some threw some coins or small banknotes in front of him...
After a while, Liu Mei came with the snakeskin bag. She opened the bag and turned it over. The hedgehog slipped from inside and fell to the ground. It stopped crawling and huddled up in fear.
Liu Mei was not good at shouting, and no customers came to ask about the price. She was a little upset, and her body was very itchy. She couldn't scratch wherever it was like at home, especially her lower body. She couldn't do it in public. That would not only be unsightly, but would also make people laugh. What's more, as a woman, I can't act haphazardly and must be careful. Her body was too itchy and she had to endure it. She couldn't help it, so she didn't stuff her hands into the holes of her clothes, but rubbed them vigorously through the cloth. She hopes to sell the hedgehog to get some money for medical treatment.
But after longing and waiting, an industrial and commercial administrator came and asked her to collect the temporary stall fee. Although she only had two yuan, she didn't want to take it out. She only said that she didn't often do business. The reason why she came today was because When she wanted to treat a disease, the administrator asked what disease she was treating. She told her the reason for the scrapie. Afraid that others would not believe her, she rolled up one of her sleeves to let him see the red spots on her arms that looked like shrimps. lumps. The administrator felt some sympathy for her and walked away as if he hadn't seen her.
Liu Mei looked at the people gathered around to watch the disabled people writing. She didn't want to look any further, and stared at the troubled and motionless hedgehog, sighing and rubbing the itchy spots on her body.
Liu Mei waited for several hours, but no customer approached her. Only the children stared at the hedgehog and pointed at it as if they were curious. She thought the opportunity had come, so she said, "Children, ask your mother to come over and buy it." One child glanced at Liu Mei, who was scratching her body from time to time, and quietly walked away without coming back; some children were taken away by adults, and some ran to the disabled person to watch the fun.
At this moment, Liu Mei thought of something, stood up, approached the disabled person among the onlookers who were gradually sparse, and said to him: You are physically disabled but not mentally disabled, and your handwriting is very beautiful. Can you write an advertisement for me? The disabled man looked up at the strange woman in front of him who asked for help, and said excitedly as if he had something to use: OK, what kind of advertisement should I write? Now I can only write chalk words on the ground. If you don't have the conditions to write on paper, you must prepare your own paper and ink.
I just have to write on the ground, too, you see. Liu Mei turned sideways and pointed at a hedgehog placed there.
The disabled person looked at her finger and asked what to write. Liu Mei said that she had been waiting for a long time but still couldn't sell the hedgehog, so you wrote that hedgehogs are a good medicine for stomach problems and that eating them can relieve the pain of people with stomach problems. Hedgehogs are now on sale cheaply and the price is negotiable.
Several onlookers who had not yet left looked over there and saw the hedgehog crawling quietly. It turned out that there was someone there, and it huddled up and pretended to be dead. As soon as the person walked away, it took advantage of the opportunity and tried to escape. This was not a mountain, but a street. There were smooth concrete floors everywhere. There was no gap for it to hide. ?
Unexpectedly, the disabled man took the chalk off his toes without saying anything. Everyone thought he was going to change it to a longer one because there was only half of the pink hair left, but he did not change it to a longer one. Instead, she put on a half-new shoe on her feet, frowned and crawled over, and kicked the hedgehog unexpectedly. Liu Mei was a little angry when she saw this, and immediately stood in front of him. Stop him and prevent him from kicking me any more. Even if you don’t write advertisements for me, you shouldn’t kick my hedgehog. If it’s kicked to death and smells bad, how can it be sold? She was about to say, "You kicked the hedgehog to death and I want you to pay for it." When she saw that the disabled person couldn't afford the compensation, she yelled: "Get out of here!"
The disabled man looked at her with his forehead raised like an angry bull, and he looked like he was going to fight to the death. At this moment, a middle-aged man walked out from over there and advised: Don't make any noise, I bought this hedgehog. He looked at Liu Mei and said: Can you give me a price?
One hundred dollars. Everyone present was silent, thinking that the price was too high. Killing the hedgehog and skinning it would cost less than a pound of meat, which is more expensive than seafood shipped from the coast to the mainland.
At this time, the disabled person crawled away quietly, and everyone no longer looked at his tricks, but paid attention to this ridiculously priced deal. Liu Mei also realized it. She said to the middle-aged man, do you think I am exaggerating? In fact, I also feel that it is too expensive. She rolled up her sleeves again, revealing a large piece of red and swollen elbow. She explained why she felt itchy all over after touching the hedgehog and hoped to get some money to cure the itchiness.
After hearing this, the middle-aged man felt pity and handed a hundred yuan to Liu Mei, saying that since this is the case, I will give you some money to treat your illness. Besides, I will buy the hedgehog and eat it. If it can be cured, My stomach problems are worth it, and I won’t regret it if I can’t cure them.
Liu Mei glanced at him gratefully, hid the money quickly on her body, then wrapped the hedgehog in a snakeskin bag, and told the middle-aged man: "Be careful not to touch it. It will be troublesome if it is contaminated with poisonous gas." . Seeing that Liu Mei was so happy, the middle-aged man nodded while holding the snakeskin bag containing the hedgehog.
In a hospital bustling with patients, Liu Mei sat in front of the doctor and stretched out her hands, which were covered with red and swollen pimples. She said she still had them on her body. The doctor asked about the situation and wrote a prescription. She took it and walked around the hospital corridor. I paid 89 yuan at the pharmacy window and got a pack of medicine, including ointments to apply, pills to swallow, and anti-inflammatory potions.
