170 The Lady in the Ran Room
Although it was just a glimpse, I still looked carefully and saw that there were indeed six fingers on his left hand, and there was actually a short finger next to the little finger.
In fact, abnormal development is not a rare thing, but it was the first time I encountered it. Brother Hei also clearly noticed my gaze and hid his hands cautiously under his ragged clothes like strips of cloth. It was unnatural.
"Hehe" giggled.
I grinned at him and said, "Brother Hei, how about we take a shower together?"
Wang Ying frowned and leaned against me lightly with his arm. I quickly explained: "I don't have any objection. I just think the weather is too hot and it would be more comfortable if it was a little cooler. If you really don't like it, forget it."
"Okay." He nodded unexpectedly, then scratched his shaggy hair and whispered, "I have lice on my body. It wouldn't be good for them to jump into your house."
Seeing him nodding in agreement, I said gently to Wang Ying: "Daughter-in-law, if you are tired, go back and rest for a while. After taking a shower, we can go to the supermarket to buy some food. Do you want to eat some fruit?"
"You can go ahead and buy it. Sister Hanhan is still at home. I'll pack it up with her. Come back early and don't run around all day." Wang Ying told me as if she was extremely insecure.
"Okay!" I cheerfully made an OK gesture, and then I walked with Brother Hei to the door of the family building. I hadn't had time to change out of the outfit I wore last night, and the clothes on my body were dirty.
Brother Hei's clothes were in rags, and without any introduction, others knew his occupation. He and I walked side by side, and it looked exactly like two disciples of the Beggar Clan out begging. There were many pedestrians on the road.
They all looked at us with the same eyes as if they went to the zoo to see baby orangutans.
Before entering the bathhouse, I led him to buy two hurdle vests and two pairs of checkered pants from a nearby convenience clothing store for the elderly, middle-aged and young people, plus two pairs of flip-flops that made a loud sound when walking.
Not far from the family building, there is a public bathroom with a small frontage.
As we were walking in, the sharp-mouthed and monkey-cheeked boss stopped us. He pinched his nose, fanned us in front of his face, and cursed us away: "What are you two doing? Want to swill the noodle shop next door."
I impatiently took out a few big tickets from my pocket and threw them to him and scolded him: "I'm going to tell you that I'm here for prostitution. Do you dare to accept me? If you don't take a shower in the bathhouse, I'll eat."
He grabbed the money and carefully checked the authenticity. He immediately made an inviting gesture with a smile on his face and said, "Quick, please come inside. The hot water has just been boiled. No one has gone down yet."
Everything is soft these days, but the RMB is the strongest. As long as you have enough money in your pocket, and you post on Weibo saying that you are the "national husband", there will immediately be a lot of people crying and calling you "darling".
little girl.
I took out two more big tickets from my pocket and handed them to him, and said in a coaxing voice: "Find two people to take a bath."
I also knew that we were both really in trouble, so I was quite generous in taking action.
It's a good thing that the account collected last night hasn't been handed over to Sister Jing, otherwise I would definitely not be so mellow in my behavior today.
It was just past seven o'clock at this time. Normal people are either working or going to school. There was no one in the small bathhouse. I took off my clothes and jumped into the bathhouse. I sat in the pool for a long time and didn't see Brother Hei come in.
, I was confused and ran out naked again, only to see Brother Hei concentrating on folding his own set of tattered cotton-padded jackets with no discernible color or style.
I said to him funny: "I thought you were lost. Just throw away your rags later."
"It's cold at night." Brother Hei shook his head in a sharp voice.
To be honest, his voice is indeed very unpleasant, sharp and sharp, which makes people feel like they are scratching the wall with their fingernails.
I curled my lips at him and said, "I'll give you a quilt tonight."
He was persuaded to drag him into the bathhouse. As soon as he sat in the bath, the clear bath water quickly turned turbid at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, the clear water turned completely gray, with floating water floating on the water.
A layer of oil-like impurities.
Like a child, he pinched his nose and plunged into the water to hold his breath. He held it for more than a minute. I was just wondering if this guy would kill himself when he suddenly stood up.
, splashing a few black water splashes, shouting to me excitedly: "You come down and sit down, it's comfortable."
I swallowed my saliva and smiled and said, "You can play with yourself, I like to take a shower."
After a while, two bathers wearing big pants came in. I asked them to lie down on the massage bed together. At the same time, I turned to the middle-aged uncle who was responsible for giving Hei a bath and winked: "My brother is a little dirty.
Please be more patient."
"It's okay, I haven't seen anything." The old man taking a shower said Trump in a mouthful and waved his hand kindly.
Ten minutes later, the uncle who was giving Brother Hei a bath was sweating profusely and breathing heavily. He glanced at the black mud that looked like baby silkworms all over the floor and smiled bitterly: "Mom sells batches, I brag about batches."
At this time, Brother Hei, who was lying on the massage bed, suddenly raised his head and asked his uncle: "Chongqing Le?"
"I'm Sichuan." The bath master opened his mouth in surprise: "Yeah, we are still from the same country."
Brother Hei got up in excitement, sat cross-legged on the massage bed and nodded excitedly: "Yes, Sichuan and Chongqing are the same family."
Then the two of them chatted loudly, speaking so fast that I stood aside as if listening to the conversation between two foreigners.
The moment Brother Hei stood up, I saw a large green tattoo on his back, but I couldn't tell what pattern the tattoo was. It seemed as if someone had deliberately poured something burning on his back, which was deep and deep.
There were deep and shallow scars all over, which were extremely terrifying. There were also several particularly deep cuts on his right arm.
More than an hour later, Brother Hei reluctantly walked out of the bathhouse with me. When he left, he still didn't forget to take his dirty and tattered clothes.
Not to mention that Hei Ge, who is clean and well-groomed, does have the charm of an artist. His hair almost reaches his neck and is tied neatly behind his head.
The melancholy eyes may be due to long-term malnutrition, the cheeks are thin and white, and it feels a bit feminine, the unkempt beard is circled around the bib, and occasionally a slightly innocent and shy smile appears. If this look is posted online,
, will definitely make those little girls exclaim "handsome and uncle-like".
As I walked back, I asked him with a smile: "Are you from Chongqing?"
"Yeah." Brother Hei returned to his dull expression again.
I was at a loss for words and then asked with a smile: "The Internet said it's very fun there. If you have time, you can take me and Xiaoying there for a while, and we will reimburse you for the travel expenses."
He lowered his head and pursed his lips and replied: "If I don't go back, I will never go back in this life."
I sniffed and continued to ask him: "Brother Hei, what did you do before? Why did you end up..."
His voice became sharp again: "I don't want to say it."
Seeing that he was not in a good mood, I handed him a cigarette without continuing to talk.
On the way back, we bought a lot of vegetables and meat from the supermarket. He picked it up for me very sensibly. When we went upstairs, I asked him with a smile: "Brother Hei, how old are you really?"
Ah? Let’s stop calling Chasei’er.”
He tilted his head and pondered for a while, then said with some uncertainty: "It seems to be thirty-one."
"You don't know how old you are?" I blinked in confusion.
He pursed his lips and replied in a low voice: "I don't even know what year it is now. For me, I am lucky to be alive."
When I saw him, I suddenly felt that he looked familiar. I always felt like I had seen him before somewhere. After thinking about it for a long time, I suddenly realized that it was not that he looked familiar, but that he gave me a feeling that he was very similar to Lu Bing. Although these two people are very different.
If you can't find a piece, the loneliness and vicissitudes of life are really similar.
As soon as I entered the door, I was stunned again. All the brothers were there, but they did not gather together to play cards and flirt like I imagined, but they were all working together.
Meng Shengle led Ayi and Xiaotao knelt on the ground to clean the floor. Lu Bobo, Li Junfeng and Liu Yang were enthusiastic about cleaning the doors and cabinets, especially Su Weikang who worked the hardest, stepping on the small bench to clean the glass.
I asked funny: "What do you mean? Start preparing for the New Year six months in advance?"
"Wang Lang, come here!" Chen Shuhan's voice came from the bedroom.
The brothers looked at me, with the corners of their mouths raised, and they all showed gloating smiles.
I hurriedly trotted over, opened the door and took a look. My mouth that I hadn't had time to close just now widened again.
The house looked like a disaster scene, with clothes and pants scattered all over the floor. There were also a few pieces of lace underwear and shameless pants scattered on the bed. Plush dolls could be seen everywhere. Chen Shuhan and Wang Ying were walking from
I went to great lengths to put up pink wallpaper in the house.
"Hey, the beauty in the messy house." I bared my teeth and smiled evilly.
Chen Shuhan pointed to the broken wardrobe in the corner and greeted me arrogantly: "Push this cabinet to the right corner for me."
I curled my lips in displeasure and muttered, "It's not like you don't have long hands."
Chen Shuhan reached out from the bed and directly picked up a kitchen knife. "Bang!" and threw it to her feet. She looked up at me with her beautiful eyes and smiled softly: "I specifically checked on the Internet to find out if a woman encounters a rapist."
, if he was accidentally stabbed to death, he would only be responsible for self-defense."
I finally understood why the gang of tiger bastards outside were working so hard. When encountering such a demon, Sun Houer had to kneel down and recite "Amitabha" obediently. I ran to the cabinet and nodded and smiled charmingly: "
Chapter completed!