Chapter 17 The Starving Ghost

What makes the yellow finch happy most is that the second uncle Huang Hailin finally gave up a series of ideas about the 'dragon'. The yellow finch knows that not only is he happy, but also the lame seventh Dong Kuiwu is the same. In the face of this unknown horror monster, no one has absolute confidence and confidence. Giving up may be the most correct choice.

It has been several days since the donkey unloaded and tossed around. Let go of life and death, the game I ate in the past few days and all the things I have experienced will be firmly remembered in my heart. I'm afraid I can't forget it for a lifetime, at least the yellow finch thinks so.

According to the promise to Mr. Cao at the beginning, Huang Hailin did not have much objection to taking Xiaodi to leave. He just explained to Xiaodi in the morning and asked him to prepare, but Xiaodi was a little confused. He wanted to bring too many things, the homemade bow and arrow, the iron machete, and even the wooden house he lived in. They all want to take it away.

If that's the case, a bronze-colored young man with pale skin on the streets of Qingcheng, barefoot, wearing animal skin, bowing his shoulders and strings, and holding a machete in his hand, will definitely cause **, and there will definitely be one more bed in the Qingcheng Psychiatric Hospital. Of course, the premise is that those people can subdue this boy. The yellow finch talked to Xiaodi for a long time and finally made the boy right. Finally, he only decided to bring a few clothes that looked more 'original' and old Cao's dry smoke gun.

On the last day of the donkey unloading, Huang Hailin planned to take a rest and set out to go back tomorrow. In the afternoon, he couldn't help going to the mirror pool, but he didn't find it at all, and Xiao Diu also spent a short day in front of Mr. Cao's grave.

The next morning, as soon as it was dawn, everyone set out. Facing the village that had grown for 18 years, Xiao Diu sighed and couldn't help standing at the entrance of the village for a long time. Finally, he suddenly turned his head and strode forward. Perhaps it was because of Mr. Cao's words that he asked him to go to the outside world to have a look. Otherwise, I'm afraid he really doesn't want to leave this place.

There was a little lost in front to lead the way, and the speed of the group of people accelerated a lot. The rugged mountain road was like walking on the flat ground, while others did not feel like this. Huang Hailin was breathless, and the yellow finch also sighed that there was a lot of pain in life, especially the lame old seven. If it hadn't been for Dong Kuiwu, he would help him. He fainted several times, but even so, just after the light gradually dimmed before the sun went down, there was still an accident. The crippled old seven almost slipped down the deep stream. Fortunately, he was pulled by Dong Kuiwu and Xiaoduo to climb up. However, the injured right leg broke again, and the pain was straight. In a cold sweat, he sat on the ground and couldn't stand up.

There's nothing we can do. It's absolutely impossible for everyone to spend the night here. Little loses a horse first carried the lame old seven. Then, Huang Hailin and Dong Kuiwu Hall, and then moved forward again. Fortunately, with the lesson of the front car of the lame seven, everyone became cautious and touched the dark. After seven o'clock in the evening, they finally arrived. They used to hide the place of mountain motorcycles.

Counting the time, it is actually used more than when he came. This is still due to the injury of the lame seven, because he also went to find herbs once on the way, which made this guy's pain much less.

Everyone has a feeling of being a person for two generations. No wonder others say that death is not terrible. What is terrible is torture. It is a torture that life is worse than death. With this experience, the yellow finch comes once a month like a woman's period. He would rather die before the age of 30, tired. Too tired, bitter, too bitter.

The performance of the mountain motorcycle is very good. The first time I saw this kind of thing, Xiaodou was very novel. Huang Hailin immediately made a deployment again. Dong Kuiwu carried himself to open the road in front of him. The yellow finch carried Xiaodou and the crippled old seven, followed behind. As soon as the light was turned on, as soon as it was launched, the mountain motorcycle made a roar. In this kind of character Hanzhi didn't know who opened up the road slowly. However, the kind of thing that hit the tree and was forced to stop has happened more than ten times. Dong Kuiwu is the worst. What did he want to hit? First of all, he experienced it first, and then the crowd suffered together.

When he arrived at Nuo Zhadu Town, it was close to eleven o'clock in the evening. At this time, the oil of the mountain motorcycle was almost used up. If there was a little more distance, I guess he would walk home directly. Huang Hailin immediately decided to find a hospital first to treat the lame seven. Otherwise, this guy's legs would not be lame, and It's just useless.

The facilities in Nuo Zhadu Town are very simple. After everyone arrived, they found that the environment and medical methods of the hospital were really reassuring. They temporarily asked the doctor to help Lao Qi deal with the external wounds. Everyone seemed to have been robbed, with dusty faces and skin injuries. However, the most unbearable thing now is hunger. Huang Hailin immediately decided to eat first and eat it after eating. Laimp Laoqi did not object to this decision at all. Instead, he said solemnly, "Second brother, eat first. I'd rather waste my leg than starve to death."

In the middle of the night, everyone knocked on the door of a restaurant. Huang Hailin ordered a table of dishes at three times the price under a period of negotiation. As for the meal, let the boss's wife cook more. The boss's wife was extremely harsh and said that she would charge a dollar a bowl. Huang Hailin was too lazy to talk to her and agreed. Come on.

In the lobby of the small restaurant, there is a large round table. Huang Hailin is holding a cigarette. Dong Kuiwu touches his shoulder. He is lame. He has one leg. The yellow sparrow's nose and blue face is swollen. It is caused by just riding a mountain motorcycle and hitting a big tree. Looking at Xiaodi, the bronze skin looks more dark, but for all of this poor town I felt a kind of novelty.

Half an hour later, only two dishes were ready. As soon as the rice was cooked, everyone couldn't wait to eat it. When they first came to Nuo Zhadu Town, everyone was also hungry with their chests and backs. At that time, the yellow finch clearly remembered that Dong Kuiwu ate seven bowls of white rice. At that time, he was shocked. This time, the yellow finch had a premonition. It's definitely to break the record.

"Boss's wife, it's served!"

"Boss's wife, if you don't have enough food, go and cook!"

The boss's wife opened her eyes wide and looked at a gang of people, "Have you brought any money? Let me tell you, the rice in my store is almost gone."

Huang Hailin took out a stack of 100-yuan banknotes from his pocket and threw it on the table with a 'pop', "Hurry up, hurry up!"

The boss's wife smiled like a flower, and her fat body wandered around and went to the kitchen with a smile, but she couldn't help muttering, "The starving ghost is reincarnated. It's really delicious!"

After the last meal, the meal alone was twenty-nine yuan, one yuan per bowl, and twenty-nine bowls. Among them, Dong Kuiwu held the last record, seven bowls, and Xiao Diu, ate ten bowls before giving up. After eating, he giggled at the yellow sparrow, "Brother Huang Que, outside. It's so delicious!"

The yellow finch can't laugh or cry. This is simply a primitive beast. The next time he takes him to the Xiyue Tower in Qingcheng, it is estimated that the food will be more earth-shaking.

After the bill was settled, the boss's wife's attitude was much better. The audience said that they wanted to go to Umutu. Knowing that these guys were all rich owners, they volunteered to call his nephew. A 27- or 18-year-old young man drove a Wuling small bread. Everyone was not picky and didn't bargain. They all squeezed in. Just As soon as he got on the car, he snored like thunder. Even the most comfortable lame seven sitting in the co-pilot's seat ignored the pain in his legs. Only Xiao Diu sat by the window in the second row and looked at the street lights outside curiously, looking surprised.

After arriving at Wumutu, it was not yet dawn. Huang Hailin sent the lame old seven to Umutu People's Hospital for the first time. Dong Kuiwu accompanied him, and the yellow finch opened a room in a small hotel nearby. Fortunately, it was an irregular hotel. He did not ask Xiao Diao for such a high-level certificate as ID card, but just asked Huang It's OK if you register.

Seeing the long-lost bed, the yellow finch couldn't help it anymore. It took a picture with Xiao Lu and lay down and slept soundly. It was dark. It was not until Huang Hailin knocked on the door in the afternoon that the yellow finch woke up. Huang Hailin told the yellow finch that the lame old seven had an operation at noon, and the bones were connected. However, during this time, he was willing to It must be that he can't go back. Now there is a little loser. It's a troublesome thing after all. After discussing for a while, Huang Hailin decided to go back with Dong Kuiwu first. Huang Que and Xiao Diao stayed in Wumutu for the time being. It should also be regarded as a reward this time. Have a good time for a few days and accompany the lame seven to recover from his wounds. For about a week, Huang Hailin I will come back. At that time, I will see how the specific condition of Laoqi is. Of course, when Huang Hailin comes back, the problem of Xiaodi's ID card must have been solved, which is also more convenient.

The yellow sparrow agreed. I'm afraid that Nanyun's trip has really begun now. There are many interesting places in Umutu. Without Huang Hailin, he must be extremely happy to play, but Huang Hailin still explained a lot of things. The most important thing is to look at Xiao Diao. Don't have an accident. Before leaving, he gave Huang Que a CCB card, saying that the limit was 10,000 yuan. If he used too much, it would be deducted from his salary.

Huang Hailin left by plane the next day. The yellow finch went to the hospital and saw that the lame old seven looked much better. The hospital also invited a special person to take care of him, but he didn't have to worry about it at all.

As soon as the lame old Qi became comfortable, he was not very serious and said to the yellow finch, "Sparrow boy, Wumutu is a good place. Do you want Uncle Qi to introduce you to play? Women, a combination of Chinese and Western, want to have a figure, a figure, a look, the key, obedient and thoughtful service, how about it?

"Uncle Seven, don't be unscrupulous!" The yellow finch said with a smile.

Lame old seven curled his lips and said, "You are not romantic and it's a vain teenager, sparrow, you will regret it in the future. By the way, you are not interested in that kind of non-male or female, right? I heard that many young people have problems with their sexual orientation now. Sparrow, tell Uncle Seven honestly, you won't you? But that doesn't matter. Uncle Seven also has the way of shemales. Do you want it? Women's appearance, men's rudeness, authentic Thai goods, that's a good choice!"

The yellow finch is too lazy to pay attention to this old man. This kind of old guy should let him stay in the donkey grinding all his life, let him be with the wolf cat, and let him deal with those big bats every day.

Xiao Dou is curious about everything. He stared at the door of the hotel early this morning. Now when he comes to the hospital, he is also looking around. The yellow finch knows that it is time to transmit some modern theoretical knowledge to him. Of course, he must also improve his clothes. Now Xiao Diu is full of donkey unloading. The grinding shape, walking on the street, is definitely an alternative, but in today's society, the most indispensable thing is the alternative. Others may think that this is a kind of self-provestious personality.

Walking out of the door of the hospital, the yellow finch was about to speak, but the boy asked himself first, "Brother Huang Que, what is a shemale?"

The yellow finch was stunned.