Dream Guide

Aoki turned around and saw a group of people walking towards him, including men and women.

"What are you doing here?" a man asked him in half-baked Mandarin, looking very nervous.

Qingmu recognized that this man had also been drinking at Enkun's house just now and was sitting at the same table with Letoret.

"I'm looking for the toilet." Aoki said smoothly. He just drank a little too much and had the urge to pee.

A woman laughed and said, "Oh, why can't I find you? You are looking for a hut! Can I take you there?"

As she spoke, she enthusiastically pulled Aoki up to take him to the toilet. She also turned around and spoke in dialect to the others, probably asking them to leave first.

The group of people left laughing and laughing. The man relaxed and went into his house.

Aoki was taken to the nearby hut by the enthusiastic woman.

When the woman saw that he was confused about untying his pants, she giggled and said, "Hey, why are you so embarrassed! It's not like I've never seen him before." She covered her mouth and ran outside the hut, "You pee, you pee, I won't look at you. Miles!"

After a while, I saw Qingmu coming out. He smiled so hard that his branches trembled and said, "Is it smooth?"

Aoki smiled, pointed in the direction of the house just now and asked, "There seems to be someone in that house?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then said, "You're talking about that crazy woman in his family! She screams every day, so I don't want to scare you!"

Aoki shook his head and said he was not scared. He just drank too much and got lost. The enthusiastic woman took him back to Enkun's home.

Shi Dazhuang was already drunk and unconscious, so Aoki had no chance to show him the note on his body.

Old Enkun didn't drink much. He was leaning on a wicker chair in the yard and smoking.

The two large round tables had been put away, and several women were washing dishes by the sink. After a while, I cleaned up, said hello to Enkun, and left.

Poppy filled half a bowl of rice, put some leftovers on top, and carried it to the room on the left. Aoki remembered that when he was eating just now, there were several howling sounds in the room, like those of pigs being killed.

Just a moment after the beauty entered, there was a sudden "ah" cry, and then there was the sound of the bowl falling to the ground and breaking. Then there was another wailing sound like a slaughtered pig. The wailing people were also yelling something, which Aoki couldn't quite understand.

The beauty ran out of the door, wiped the tears from her eyes, and went to the corner of the porch to get a broom.

Old Enkun stood up and said to the beauty: "Don't worry about him, you go take care of your eldest father."

The beauty glanced at Old Enkun, put down the broom, took a towel and a washbasin and went to the room where Shi Dazhuang slept.

Old Enkun walked slowly towards the west room on crutches.

Aoki followed Lao Enkun.

Old Enkun glanced at Qingmu and showed no intention of stopping him from following. He sighed and said, "You are a traitor!"

After saying that, he opened the door of the west room and walked in.

A man is tied to the pillars of the west room. The man had a sallow complexion and thin muscles. His body was not as thick as a corridor pillar. His neck was as thin as a piece of bamboo. There was an empty bamboo cage-like head on top of the bamboo. There was almost no flesh on his face, leaving only a piece of skin, cheeks and eye sockets. It is so deep that if you saw it at night, you would think it was not a human being but a ghost.

When he saw old Enkun coming in, his eyes lit up like a dying wolf seeing a wounded antelope.

"Dad! Let me take a sip! Just take a sip!" A long stream of snot hung from his nose, mixed with the saliva flowing out of his mouth, and flowed along his chin and onto his thin neck.

Old Enkun raised his cane and hit his son hard one after another, cursing: "I'm telling you to be angry! I'm telling you to smoke!"

His son craned his neck and wailed: "What a good beating! Give me a few more hits, and when you're done, let me take one sip, just one sip!"

Old Enkun's chest was heaving and he was breathing hard. He could no longer lift the crutch, so he raised the iron pipe with trembling hands and hit his son's face.

The iron cigarette rod left a red whip mark on his face, spanning half of his cheek, and his nose was crooked.

Old Enkun was still yanking, so Aoki went over and gently held his hand.

Aoki said: "Mr. Enkun, it's useless for you to fight. He has to survive on his own."

Old Enkun let out a long sigh, put away his cigarette rod, and said, "You're just kidding me!"

Old Enkun's son was still pleading, with tears, snot, and saliva streaming down his face. After a while, he started twitching all over, rolled his eyes, and foam overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Aoki looked at Lao Enkun. Old Enkun said: "It's not a problem, just wait for him for two days and he'll be fine."

When it got dark, Poppy cooked some porridge and took a bowl of porridge and soup to the west room.

It was dark in the west room, except for a small dim light bulb hanging from the beam. Old Enkun's son lowered his head and seemed to be asleep. The ground beneath him was sticky and gave off a stench of feces and urine.

The poppy frowned, walked closer with the porridge, and shouted: "Le Mauye, let's eat the porridge."

Le Mao raised his head and said feebly: "One bite, just one bite!"

Poppy brought the bowl in front of him, scooped out a spoonful of thin porridge with a spoon, blew on it to cool it, and brought it to Le Mao's mouth. Le Mao sucked hard and sucked up all the porridge in the spoon. Suddenly he coughed and sprayed the beauty in the face.

The beauty continued to feed him spoon by spoon, and after drinking about half of the bowl, Le Mao felt a little relieved. The big head on the thin neck pushed hard, knocking over the bowl in the beauty's hand, and shouted: "Put it down." I'm going out! Give me a sip, just one sip!"

The hot porridge flowed onto Poppy's wrist, making her shiver because of the heat, but she still grabbed the porridge bowl tightly to prevent it from falling to the ground. There aren't many good dishes left in Grandpa Enkun's house, she thought.

She returned to the kitchen, washed her red wrists with cold water, took the leftovers of lunch that were hot in the pot to the dining table in the main room, filled three more large bowls of porridge, placed the chopsticks, and then The house shouted: "Grandpa, eldest daddy, Qingmu Yeye, it's time to eat!"

She thought for a while, filled another bowl of thin porridge, and walked towards the west room.

There was a person standing at the door of the west room. Since the lights in the room were on, she couldn't see the person clearly from the outside. There was only a dark shadow, but the person's hair was like a bird's nest and was blown slightly by the evening breeze. The open hem of the windbreaker made her instantly recognizable.

"Aokiyeye!" she shouted.

Aoki stretched out his hand and said, "Leave this to me, and you can take care of your grandpa and eldest father for dinner."

Poppy always felt that this was wrong, but she couldn't explain why. After hesitating for a while, she gave the bowl to Aoki.

Aoki took the bowl, turned around and entered the house, closing the door.

Le Maoha ate and drooled, his eyes glowing red, like a crazy wild dog, "Give it to me! Give it to me quickly! Just one bite, just one bite!"

Aoki looked at him, holding the bowl in his hand, and slowly stretched it out in front of him. Looking at Le Mao's greedy eyes, he rubbed the whole bowl and put it on Le Mao's face.

"Ah -" Le Mao screamed like a pig after being burned so hard.

Thanks for the tip from Kuaishi Wo Da Diao