C31 Work(1)

After a few days, the sun has gone down, the spirit has withered, the money on him is almost gone, the work at dawn is like the clouds in the sky, He could see but could not touch it. There was no landing at all. An identity card made it difficult for him.

In the past, Bian Liang had never put this small card in his heart. Now, this inconspicuous thing made it difficult for him to move a single step. He was anxious and anxious. He counted the last few pieces of change in his hand, and a disappointed expression appeared on his young face.

The sky was very hot. Under the bright sun, he walked listlessly under the scorching sun while holding an umbrella. The straight street was burning hot by the fireball like sun. His chest was short and stuffy. From time to time, he would drink the tap water from the public toilet in an empty bottle, and his body would never dry up. He could also smell the acidic smell coming from his body. However, his lost and lifeless eyes were still looking at the shops along the street. He didn't let go of any signs of hiring. However, these shops seemed to have been roasted by the hot sun. All of them were listless, like they were sleeping, but not sleeping. When people saw him, they stepped forward. Before he could finish his sentence, he shook his head repeatedly.

The next morning, the rain passed and the sky was clear. It was dawn in their dreams. They felt that they were flying unsteadily in the air. There were people in front of them who were calling out to him, and their voices came from afar. He tried his best to maintain his balance and continued flying desperately. However, he still fell heavily to the ground.

He endured the pain and wanted to open his eyes. His eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms, and his head hurt so much that his whole body felt weak. In his dizziness, he tried to open his eyes again, and a blurry figure seemed to appear in front of him.

Bian Liang woke up completely and jumped in fright. He was also stunned. It turned out that it was an auntie who was gently pushing him. Where was this? He thought hard and finally remembered. Last night, there was a thunderstorm. He was extremely afraid. The sound of thunder and lightning after the lightning made him feel a fear of not being able to escape this disaster. He saw lights in the distance, as if he saw the hope of life. He ran over with the rumbling of thunder at a speed of a hundred meters. His entire body was drenched and he hid under the roof. After the thunderstorm, He felt a little cold, and then he fell asleep in a daze.

He wanted to get up, but he didn't have any strength at all.

"Why are you here? Are you sick?" The auntie asked curiously.

Bian Liang was curled up outside the Awang snack bar, his entire body dirty and slovenly.

The auntie stretched out her hand twice before she dared to go up and touch Bian Liang's forehead. Then, she withdrew her hand. "Ah! It's very hot. I'm really sick. " She turned around and shouted at the shop, "Awang, come quickly. "

A tall and thin man in his forties ran out. He was wearing a white hat and white clothes. He helped Bian Liang up under the auntie's call.

Bian Liang's head was heavy and his legs were light. His body was soft and wobbly. He could not stand properly.

The fragrance of breakfast drifted out of the restaurant. The porridge, buns, and the tea egg's fragrance mixed together.

It turned out that this was a snack bar that provided breakfast. There were six or seven seats in the restaurant, each leaning against the wall on both sides. The Lady Boss called the boss, "Ah Wang," and the boss called the Lady Boss, "Ah Ying. "

The couple was both the boss and the shop assistant. They were a standard husband and wife shop. Ah Ying was not tall, and there was a pair of beautiful eyes on her round face.

Bian Liang was hungry. He took out five yuan tremblingly and handed it to the beautiful auntie.

Lady Boss Ah Ying hurriedly waved her hand. "No need! No need! Quickly go to the hospital and take a look. "

Bian Liang pointed at the rice gruel in the big pot and said, "I. . . I want a bowl. "

Ah Ying understood and said with a smile, "Okay!" Ah Wang helped Bian Liang inside. Very soon, a bowl of steaming rice gruel and two buns were brought in front of Bian Liang.

Bian Liang was too hungry and too cold. He kept shivering. After a bowl of porridge entered his stomach, his body was slightly sweaty and he felt much more relaxed.

"Why are you here?" A Ying asked Bian Liang curiously.

Bian Liang didn't know how to answer. He thought for a moment before slowly saying, "My purse was stolen. "

"Oh! Then you should go home! Look at how you've turned yourself into this. Your mother saw it. I don't know how much her heart aches for you. "

The bright red circle seemed to have touched his sore spot. She sobbed and told her: His father had passed away, and his mother had remarried. He didn't have a home, so he could only work to support himself.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt wronged. He actually cried in front of this unfamiliar auntie. He also did not understand why she was so fragile today.

Ah Ying shook his head slightly and sighed lightly. A trace of pity arose in his heart. Sigh! What a child with a miserable life. A person met with misfortune outside. Forget about going home, looking at him like this, he probably did not even have the money to treat illnesses.

She went to the cashier's counter and brought a box of anti-inflammatory medicine. She took out two pills and let him take the medicine.

Bian Liang nodded his head gratefully and thanked him. His eyes turned red again.

Before leaving, A Ying returned five yuan to Bian Liang and gave him the medicine as well as a few meat buns.

Bian Liang's heart heated up again, and a warm feeling quickly spread throughout his entire body. Tears flowed uncontrollably on his face, and sincerely bowed deeply to his aunt before he reluctantly turned around and left.

Bian Liang remembered the kind-hearted Lady Boss, "Ying," and the "Awang Snack Store. "

The sun had just risen from the east, and it was already unbearably hot. He knew that he was hiding under the shade of a tree, and he kept shouting weakly.

While walking on the streets in a daze, his head was heavy and his legs light. He only felt waves of coldness and soreness all over his body. Not long after he walked, he felt weak and powerless. He sat down in a secret spot behind the street. His back leaned against the wall, and he opened his blue flower umbrella to cover himself inside. He closed his eyes in a daze.

It had been more than a month since the sun had lit up. He was dark and thin. Now, he had lost a few pounds of meat from the cold. His shirt was dirty and smelly. The original color of the rice could no longer be seen. His gray shorts fell to his crotch. His navy blue beach shoes were stained with mud. Even he himself felt that the strong sour smell coming from his body was very pungent. He hid in the corner like a lost child, helpless and desperate.

The difficulty of coming out this time was far beyond his imagination. How many times had he thought of the internet cafe? How many times had he thought of Big Brother Zhang Wei? With him around, at least he wouldn't be so unbearable and lonely. And he wouldn't starve either. He had thought of "restarting his old profession," but when he thought of the armed police in the fence wall, he couldn't help but shiver. He was indecisive between the two, and he was conflicted. . . Pain. How many times did he want to cry but didn't dare to?

Today, he cried in the corner of a deserted wall. The fever made his emotions fragile, he thought sorrowfully, If he died like this on the street, no one would know who he was. . . He was worse than a little dog. He remembered that the puppy from his classmate's house died the year before. They even specially went to the temple to invite the monk to recite Buddhist scriptures and do some Buddhist work. They spent more than 60,000 yuan to ferry the souls of the dead for the puppy. It instantly became the local news. Thinking of this, Bian Liang's tears could no longer be controlled and flowed out.

He was tired, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes as he fell asleep.

When he woke up, the sky was already bright. How long did he sleep for? Bian Liang thought with great effort. Only then did he know that he had slept for a long time. He felt his body relax a lot, and his head also woke up a little. His stomach was hungry, and he still had a bun in his hand. He smelled it and began to eat. As he chewed on the bun, he thought of the kind-hearted auntie. If it wasn't for her, perhaps he would really be dead on the streets.

Bian Liang felt that he should thank her. How should he thank her? He was in trouble. He only had a few coins left on him. How should he thank her? This was the only money he had left to live. He didn't dare to imagine that once the money was used up. . . When he had the money, he would return the favor. It would be too late. Thinking of this, Sorrow comes from the middle, and his eyes are wet again. He raised his head and shouted in his heart, Money! Money! Where can I earn money? Who can tell me? I spent half a year learning the technology, and I don't believe it at all. I like games. I like computers, but I don't have money to learn them. I want to eat, I want to work. . . But no one wants me. After a long time, like a deflated balloon, he lowered his head and sobbed, A person crying quietly, very wronged. . . Was it wrong for him to pursue independence and freedom?

What was wrong with it? He continued to look up at the sky. His eyes were empty and confused, and tears flowed down his long and narrow face. He cried for a long time. He was tired from crying. He lay on the ground in a daze, as if he were sleeping.

There were noises coming from not far away. It turned out that the electric vehicles and pedestrians were fighting. Bian Liang had completely woken up. Strange, the resentment that had been stuck in his chest for a long time suddenly eased up a lot. Walking on the street, the despair in his heart seemed to penetrate into a ray of sunshine. Suddenly, a light flashed. Since he didn't have the money to return the kindness, he would work for them for free. This way, he could at least eat a few bowls of rice porridge and not starve to death.

When he thought of this, his spirits were lifted, and tears flashed in his eyes. Why didn't he think of this before?

He smelled the thick sour smell on his body, and looked at his body. From head to toe, he was filthy and looked like a beggar. How could he meet his benefactor like this? He held the last few coins in his hand tightly and thought for a while. Then he made up his mind and walked to the barbershop with his fat shorts.

Bian Liang cut off his hedgehog hair and walked out of the barbershop. He looked like a young man. However, he was penniless. He smiled. So what if a man insisted until tomorrow?

He went to the river where the outskirts of the city were connected. There were farmland on both sides of the river, and a small pier reached into the river. There were only a few small slabs of stone of different sizes on it. The river seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep under the blazing sun. There was no one around, and it was so quiet that it was a little scary.

Bian Liang hesitated for a moment. He summoned his courage and carefully stepped on the moving slab and walked down the pier. He could not help but stop a few meters away from the river. He looked at the surface of the water. It seemed that the water in the river was suddenly rippling. Someone was struggling and shouting in the water. He was shocked. He shook his head hard and looked at the river again. The water surface was like a mirror.

Bian Liang pinched himself hard and scolded himself not to be allergic. He took a deep breath, strengthened his courage, took off his clothes, and slowly walked into the river. He moved slowly step by step. When the water reached his buttocks, he did not dare to move forward anymore. He slowly squatted down and used his shirt to gently wipe his body.

It had been a long time since he had taken a bath like this. He had rubbed off a lot of dead skin and old dirt on his body.

After taking a bath, he felt relaxed all over. He was also extremely tired. Bian Liang hung his clean clothes on the tree branches and dried them. He was half lying in the shade of the tree. He covered himself with the blue umbrella and narrowed his eyes to look at the glaring sky. He felt a sense of security that he had never felt before. It was strange, a disease. On the contrary, it had freed him from his depressed and hopeless state of mind. He had already run away from home twice since the beginning of March. In the past five months, this was the first time he had such a comfortable feeling. He had already thought it through. Since he was going to repay his benefactor, as long as he had something to eat, He would definitely do it well.

As soon as he thought of eating, his stomach began to growl. His stomach was hurting faintly, and it was getting more and more painful. He looked around. There was no one at noon on a hot day. He quickly shook his head and cursed himself in his heart. He could not steal anymore. Once he was caught, all his previous efforts would be in vain. 'I have to endure it. ' He thought so in his heart, but he could not do anything about it. He was so hungry that he could not bear it. If he forced himself, he probably would not be able to last until tomorrow. Tonight, he would starve to death in the suburbs. No, instead of doing this. . . He might as well take some food to fill his stomach. He ran to the vegetable field and quickly picked two cucumbers. He curled them up under the umbrella and started to chew on them. After eating the cucumbers, After a nap, his clothes dried up. His originally white shirt had now turned into a grayish-black color with varying depths. Bian Liang wore it on his body. He looked left and right and wiped the creases with force. The fat gray shorts still fell down. He thought for a moment and twisted his pants into a tuft and stuffed them under the elastic belt. Just like that, One of the trousers was long and the other was short, holding a blue flower umbrella. Carrying a red plastic bag, he valiantly walked into the city. The big shorts fell down and twisted again. He stuffed it into the rubber band on his waist and continued walking forward.

When he slowly returned to the city, it was already dark. He was afraid of dirtying his clothes, so he found several streets and alleys, but he did not find a suitable place to spend the night.

It was already late at night. There was no longer the scorching heat of the day. The street lamps were faintly visible, and the entire city cooled down under the heavy night sky. Bian Liang boldly went to the vicinity of the bus station and chose a blind spot for surveillance. He comfortably lay on the clean steps and counted the stars in the sky before falling asleep.

In his sleep, his body was itchy. A few more lumps were added to his thigh. Damn mosquitoes, they were so sleepy. With one palm, the mosquitoes were crushed into pieces. His palm was stained with fresh blood. He closed his eyes and searched the plastic bag. He touched the essential balm. He unscrewed the lid and poured it to where it was itchy. The small bottle knocked on his leg a few times. Not a single drop came out. Only then did he remember. . . He had used it up yesterday. His body was very itchy, and he kept scratching. He scratched and scratched until he completely woke up. The sky was still pitch black. He looked forward to the sky lighting up. He was extremely anxious.

When the sky was just beginning to brighten, he walked towards the direction of "Awang Food Store. " The footsteps of "Kicking, Kicking" could be heard from under his feet.

The Lady Boss opened the door and stood by the side of the door. Liang smiled at her. Ah Ying was very surprised and almost didn't recognize him. It was as if he had changed into a different person.

Bian Liang shyly explained the purpose of his visit. His attitude was very sincere, and he repeatedly stated that he didn't want money. He was here to repay her for saving his life.

A'Ying was confused. What did he mean by repaying her for saving his life? What was this?

Bian Liang's serious look made the Lady Boss laugh out loud. It was just a small effort, what was there to worry about?

Bian Liang was serious and sincere. He admitted that he would not do anything, but he would definitely learn seriously and promise not to pay. He had already said it three times.

Actually, after Bian Liang staggered away a few days ago, the couple still talked about it for a few days, worrying about his body. Who would have thought that he would actually come today, and even have such affection and righteousness. Truly, one should not judge a book by its cover.

However, if one wanted to stay, it had to be another story. "Awang Snack Shop" 's business was average. Summer passed.

The camp was even worse. There was no need to hire another person. He said he did not want money. Once a person was left behind, how could he not pay?

Bian Liang saw that the Lady Boss was hesitating. He lowered his head and stammered. In the end, he said the truth in embarrassment. If he did not stay, he would be penniless.

Bian Liang's pitiful look made people's heart ache. He was so skinny that his skin was all over the place. His small face had big and lifeless eyes. He was a child who had been malnourished and had not developed yet. It was rare for him to work and earn money at such a young age. How many children of his age did not act spoiled or stubborn in front of their parents?

She seriously sized up this "Ah Liang" and shook her head slightly. He was too small and small. Although he said he was seventeen years old, it did not look like it. Those who did not understand the situation would think that "Ah Wang's snack bar" had hired a child worker!

Bian Liang showed a begging look, and Ying's heart softened again. It didn't matter whether he stayed or not. She knew that. . . She knew how difficult the situation was when people were killed. She had also stumbled all the way until now. . . She knew how difficult it was to find a job and earn money. It was a coincidence that his name was "Ah Liang," and his name was Ah Liang, and his name was Ah Liang, and his name was Ah Liang, and his name was Ah Liang, and his name was Ah Liang, and his name was Ah Liang. It was fated to be with their shop "Ah Wang. " Thinking of this, He went into the house to discuss with his husband.

After a while, she smiled and came out. She decided to temporarily keep Ah Liang, but the time limit was less than a month. When the autumn air was high and fresh, they would give him some money. Whether he wanted to go home or continue looking for a job was up to him. They had done their best.

Bian Liang smiled very happily. There were wrinkles on his thin face and forehead. He felt very satisfied when he thought about not having to rack his brains to fill his stomach every day.

Bian Liang's new life began. He walked around in the middle of the two rows of seats in a daze. The Lady Boss was in charge of ordering and collecting food while the boss cooked personally. At night, after the last customer left, the couple prepared breakfast for the next day. They busied themselves all day until late at night before closing the door and leaving.

When the sun rose, they lived in the restaurant. There was a mat on the floor in the middle of the table. He laid on the mat comfortably. A towel and a plate of mosquito repellent incense. He slept until dawn. It had been a long time since he had eaten so much and slept so comfortably and comfortably like this. He was grateful to this kind couple countless times in his heart.

Bian Liang didn't even personally brush his teeth when he was young and instantly became a "waiter. " The service level could be imagined. However, although his hands and feet were clumsy, his working attitude was impeccable. The unlucky ones were, of course, pots and pans. In the next few days, the bowls and bowls were either broken or the bowls were broken.

The Lady Boss repeatedly reminded her to be careful and careful. She nodded her head repeatedly like a chicken pecking rice. She was very sincere. Once something was broken, the expression on his face was even more painful than the boss's.

After more than ten days, he had barely made it by wiping the table and carrying the plate. However, his hands and feet still bumped against each other. When the customer came, he did not make a sound. When he saw a person in uniform walking past the door, he was like a cat who saw a mouse. He was afraid that he would not be able to avoid them, so he hid far away.

Every time Ah Ying smiled and guided him, he would greet the guest with a smile. Bian Liang humbly accepted it, but it was still the same as before.

The sky gradually became cool. The business in the shop obviously became better. In the afternoon of the weekend, all seven cards were full.

"Lady Boss, hurry up!" A young man in his thirties shouted at Ah Ying. He wore a blue and white checkered T-shirt and looked elegant and handsome. Opposite him was a pure girl who looked like a student. Her skin was tender and white, and her black hair was draped over her shoulders.

Ah Ying was ordering dishes at another table. When she heard the young man urging her, she smiled at him and said, "Come! Wait a moment. " Then, he shouted at Bian Liang, "Ah Liang, table number 6, hurry up!"

When Bian Liang heard the Lady Boss's shout, he hurriedly responded, "Coming! Coming!" He carried a bowl of winter melon soup out of the kitchen and ran towards table number 6. In a hurry, He tripped on a chair, and the bowl of soup in his hand slammed into the back of the girl's head. A pot of hot wintermelon soup poured down from her head, and the bowl of soup instantly fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

The girl screamed and jumped up. A few pieces of wintermelon and black wooden ears were hanging on the back of her hair and shoulders. Her delicate arms were red and swollen with blisters, and her light blue dress was filled with soup.

The girl's frightened screams attracted people's attention. She waved her hands and stomped on the ground. Everyone quickly surrounded her in surprise.

Bian Liang stood there like a block of wood, his body stiff and his soul leaving his body.

The man in the t-shirt was so scared that his face turned pale. He wanted to help her up, but he was afraid of hurting the girl. When he woke up, he stamped his feet and desperately shouted for an ambulance.

When the young man saw his loved one in such a miserable state, he was so anxious that tears fell like rain. He choked and said, "Tingting, hang in there. The ambulance will be here soon!"

The blisters on the girl's arm were getting bigger and bigger. The look of pain made everyone uneasy and uneasy. In the crowd, Someone was shouting, "Quickly use cold water to cool down. "

Ah Wang stumbled over with a basin of cold water in his hand. It poured down and the girl was completely turned into a chicken soup.

Bian Liang slowly woke up from his shock, and his blank mind gradually regained consciousness. He had gotten into trouble again. He had gotten into a huge trouble. He was afraid, and he was so nervous that he was trembling.

The ambulance came. People put the girl on the stretcher. She was lying on the stretcher, trembling and crying miserably.

The customers in the store rushed out and surrounded the ambulance, chattering. The scene was chaotic. A Ying was pushed into the ambulance.

There was only one person standing there in the shop. He immediately thought that he could not stay here and had to escape.

Just as he was about to lift his foot, he saw the red radio on the cashier counter beside him. He grabbed it and slipped out.

Awang stood there foolishly and watched the ambulance leave. His face was pale. The customers gathered around and reminded him to quickly prepare the money to go to the hospital and save the patient.

Money! Ah Wang thought of Ah Liang.

Ah Liang was gone. He had already disappeared without a trace. The boss cried. He was very sad. How could a small business bear such a heavy blow? This. . .

Liang, he doesn't have an ID or a phone. I wonder what kind of person he is. Even if I find him, I don't have any money. If I go to his parents, I won't be able to find them. This boss, who was usually quiet, was scared silly by this sudden disaster. His thin shoulder leaned against the wall helplessly as he cried.