Dreamland Guide

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

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

　　 Aoki recognized that this person was also having a drink at Nkun's house just now, and he was sitting at the table with Le Toure.

　　 "I'm looking for the toilet." Aoki said smoothly, just because he drank too much just now, and he felt like urinating again.

　　 A woman chuckled and said, "Oh, I said I can't find you anymore. I was looking for a cottage! I'll take you there, okay?"

　　 As she spoke, she enthusiastically pulled Aoki up to take him to the toilet, and she turned around and spoke a dialect to the others, presumably asking them to leave first.

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

　　 Aoki was taken by the passionate woman to the neighboring cottage.

Seeing that he was puzzled by his pants, the woman giggled and said, "Yeah, I'm ashamed! It's not like I've never seen it." She covered her mouth and ran out of the hut. Miles!"

　　 Seeing Aoki come out for a while, he smiled quaverously and said, "Unblocked?"

　　 Aoki smiled, pointing to the direction of the room just now and asked: "There seems to be someone in that room?"

　　 The woman was taken aback for a moment, and then said again, "You said that crazy lady in his house! She calls every day, don't scare you!"

　　 Aoki shook his head and said that he was not scared, but that he had lost his way after drinking too much. The passionate woman took him back to Enkun's home.

　　 Shi Dazhuang was already drunk and unconscious, so Aoki didn't have a chance to show him the note on his body.

　　 Old Enkun didn't drink much alcohol. At this time, he was leaning on the wicker chair in the yard and smoking.

　　 The two big round tables have been put away, and a few women are washing dishes by the sink. After a while it was cleaned up, so I greeted Enkun and left.

　　Poppy filled half a bowl of rice, put some leftovers on it, and carried it to the room on the left side. Aoki remembered that when he was eating just now, there were a few howls like killing pigs in the room.

　　 Just a while after the beauty entered, she suddenly yelled "Ah", and then the bowl fell to the ground and broke. Then there was another wailing like a pig. What the wailing person still yelled was something that Aoki didn't understand.

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

　　 Old Enkun stood up and said to the beauty: "Leave him alone, you go and look after your big dad."

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

　　 Old Enkun walked slowly towards the Westinghouse with crutches.

　　 Aoki followed the old Enkun.

　　 Old Enkun glanced at Aoki, did not mean to stop him from following, sighed and said, "Nizi!"

　　 After speaking, he opened the door of Westinghouse and walked in.

　　 A person is tied to the pillar of the Westinghouse. The man’s face was yellow and thin, his body was not as thick as a pillar, and his neck was as thin as a piece of bamboo. There was a bamboo cage-like hollow head on the bamboo. There was almost no flesh on his face, only a piece of skin, cheeks and eye sockets. Deeply recessed, if you see it at night, you must think this is not a human, but a ghost.

　　 He saw Old Enkun coming in, just like a dying hungry wolf saw a wounded antelope, with light in his eyes.

　　 "Daddy! Let me take a sip! Just take a sip!" He had a long nose, mixed with the saliva from his mouth, and flowed along his chin to the thin neck.

　　 Old Enkun raised his walking stick, hit his son hard one at a time, and cursed: "I'll make you feel bad! I'll make you smoke!"

　　 His son craned his neck and wailed: "It's a good fight! You hit a few more times. After the fight, let me take a bite, just one bite!"

　　 Old Enkun's chest was fluctuating, panting hard. He could not lift a cane, so he lifted the iron pipe with a trembling hand to smoke his son's face.

　　 After smoking the iron pipe, there was a red weal mark on his face, which crossed half of his cheek, and his nose was crooked.

　　 Old Enkun was still pumping, and Aoki went over and gently supported his hand.

　　 Aoki said: "Duke Enkun, it's useless for you to fight, you have to rely on him to survive."

　　 Old Enkun sighed, put away his cigarette stick, and said, "Call you a joke!"

　　 Old Enkun’s son was still begging, tears, nose, and saliva flowing down. After a while, he convulsed all over, rolled his eyes, and foam overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

　　 Aoki looked at Old Enkun. Old Enkun said: "It doesn't matter, it will be fine if you bear him for two days."

　　 When it was dark, the poppies cooked some porridge, and took a bowl of porridge soup to Westinghouse.

　　 It was dark in the Westinghouse, and only a small yellow light bulb was hanging from the beam of the room. Old Enkun's son lowered his head, as if he was asleep, and the ground under him was sticky and smelled like **** and urine.

　　 Poppies frowned, brought the porridge to the front, and shouted, "Le Maoye, eat the porridge."

　　 Lemao raised his head and said weakly, "One bite, one bite!"

　　Puppy brought the bowl in front of him, used a spoon to dig out a spoonful of thin porridge, blew it to cool, and brought it to Le Mao’s mouth. Le Mao sucked hard and drained the porridge in the spoon~www.wuxiamtl.com~ suddenly coughed and sprayed a pretty face.

The beauty continued to feed him one tablespoon by one tablespoon. After drinking about half a bowl, Le Mao was a little relieved. The big head on the thin neck arched vigorously, knocking the bowl in the beauty hand over, yelling: "Let it go. I'm out! Give me a sip, just a sip!"

　　The hot porridge flowed on to Poppy’s wrist, making her shiver, but she still firmly grasped the porridge bowl firmly to prevent it from falling to the floor. There are not many good bowls in Grandpa Nkun's house, she thought.

She went back to the stove, washed her red wrists with cold water, brought the leftovers from the noon in the pot to the dining table in the hall, filled three more bowls of porridge, put the chopsticks, and then moved inside. The house shouted: "Grandpa, Dad, Aoki Yeah, eat!"

　　 She thought for a while, filled a bowl of thin porridge again, and walked towards Westinghouse.

There was a person standing at the door of the Westinghouse. Because the light in the room was on, she couldn't see the person from the outside. There was only a dark shadow, but the hair on the person's head was like a bird's nest and was slightly blown by the evening breeze. The open hem of the windbreaker made her recognize it at a glance.

　　 "Aoki Yeah!" she cried.

　　 Aoki stretched out his hand and said, "Leave it to me here. You can take care of your grandpa and daddy for dinner."

　　 Poppies always felt that this was wrong, but couldn't tell why it was wrong. After hesitating for a while, he gave the bowl to Aoki.

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

　　 Lemaoha was drooling, his eyes flashing red, like a crazy wild dog, "Give it to me! Give it to me! Just one bite, just one bite!"

　　 Aoki looked at him, holding the bowl in his hand, and slowly stretched out in front of him, rubbing against Le Mao's greedy eyes, and pressing the whole bowl onto Le Mao's face.

　　 "Ah----" Lemao screamed as if he was scalded to kill a pig.