Every Wednesday afternoon is usually the most relaxing time for He Chusan. On this day, he takes turns and does not have to go to the Ohua Ice Room to work. Usually after class at five o'clock, I go home and cook Chinese medicine for my father. After dinner, he can light a candle and continue reading the book.
Today, however, he rushed home in a hurry, only cooked meals for one person, warmed the medicine in the stove, and went out with a small schoolbag on his back.
"Where are you going?" Abba He, who was sitting on the dilapidated wooden reclining chair at the door enjoying the shade, stopped him with a fan.
"Go to school to read the book, Dad." He Chusan explained.
"Don't eat at school?" Dad He said, "Your school cafeteria is free today?"
"I..." He Chusan hesitated for a while and said, "I buy beef offal from Sister Fatty's house and eat it while walking."
"Drink!" Father He's nose twitched, "You're rich, right? You can eat offal as a meal, right? Last night, with two colorful tickets, I sneaked upstairs and thought I didn't see your father. Arrived, right? Your father, I had a small operation the size of peanuts, and I thought I had cerebral palsy, right? Prosperous, He Asan!"
He Chusan drooped his head and confessed, "Dad, I invited my friends to eat beef offal and watch a movie. Man, I don't have a girlfriend."
"Did I say you have a girlfriend? You're guilty of being a thief!" Father He slapped the fan. "Fortunately, my father is an open-minded person, and I don't want to worry about your shit! Let's go!"
He Chusan shrank his head, rolled to the next door with a small schoolbag on his back, bought two large bowls of beef offal, and walked away neatly.
He ran all the way with the beef offal, and quickly got out of Jiaolong Fortress. In order to save time, he took a rare bus, got off the gate of the school, and went straight to the billiards room.
The manager of the billiard room didn't know that the boss was angry with the chicken and the table, so he made a call to Xiaoma, "Brother Xiaoma, Mr. He is here and said he was looking for the boss."
"See, see! What the fuck! Dare to make the boss angry!" The pony was eating dinner, prying his teeth on the other side, "Put the stick out!"
He Chusan answered the phone, "Brother Ma."
"Fuck you! Brother Ma, is that your name?! It's called General Manager Ma!"
"You misunderstood, Brother Ma. Brother Liuyi, he was joking with me, and he waited for me to kowtow to him and apologize to him. If you don't let me go, he will feel uncomfortable, and your life will be difficult. ." He Chusan understood it.
Xiaoma thought about the boss's recent mood, and it's really not very good. Besides, boss Xia has scolded him many times because of this kid's past behavior. He can't figure out what kind of mentality the boss is, so he thinks it's better not to go This pool of muddy water is good.
"Okay, okay, I'll find someone to pick you up. Wait!"
He Chusan got into the car with a small schoolbag and two bowls of beef offal, and before getting out of the car, he didn't forget to give one bowl to the driver, "Please bring it to Brother Xiaoma, saying that I brought it out from Jiaolong Fortress on a special trip. Yes, he and the boss have a bowl each. Let's talk to express our gratitude, and it's hard for him to bother."
"Hey! Damn poor boy, give a bowl of beef offal as a thank you gift! Don't you look down on you, Brother Ma?!" The driver couldn't help but talk when he brought it to Brother Ma's table.
"You know shit!" The pony knocked on his chopsticks, "This is ordinary beef offal? The one that the boss loves to eat!"
He put away his chopsticks, glanced sideways at the bowl of beef offal that was still steaming slightly, and thought to himself, a bowl for me and the boss? Say thank you? This fucking street boy, no wonder the boss looks down on him, looks dumb, and has a big heart!
He Chusan carried the bowl of beef into Xia Liuyi's "head office" building. This time, he didn't have the same treatment as the last time he went straight to the president's office. He reported his name and waited for almost an hour in the conference room, guarding Niu Zai, before An Qi, with her snow-white thighs, walked over with high heels. , "Mr. He? Come in."
Xia Liuyi was smoking a cigarette and looking at the materials, his brows were furrowed, and he looked very unhappy. Hearing him coming in, he didn't even move his eyebrows, making it clear that he didn't want to pay attention to him.
He Chusan acted as a small fu low and said hello first, "Brother Liuyi."
Xia Liu didn't lift his head, his eyes were still fixed on the material, and he said coldly, "What? You're impatient, want to borrow money to buy a coffin?"
He Chusan glanced at An Qi, the beautiful secretary did not need the boss's instructions, and immediately stepped on high heels and disappeared briskly.
He Chusan slid forward and put the beef offal that was lingering in his arms and wanted to keep warm, and placed it on Xia Liuyi's table.
Xia Liuyi finally looked away, then sneered, "What is this?"
"The beef offal from Sister Fatty's house."
Xia Liuyi leaned back on the boss's chair, still sneering, "You want to kill me with a bowl of beef offal? Who are you, He Asan? Are you the Governor of Hong Kong? Too lazy to look! Take it back and get out!"
He Chusan lowered his head and took out the second "begging gangster to forgive the secret weapon" from his schoolbag - it was a movie ticket for the Tsim Sha Tsui Cultural Center. There is also a big red stamp in the upper right corner, "gift ticket".
"The students will publish it," He Chusan said, "The Godfather, dubbed in Chinese."
Xia Liuyi sneered again, "Ha!"
He made a phone call, "Tell Ayong and Abiao to come in."
After a while, his two tall bodyguards came in, "Boss."
"Is the fat seven confidant caught yesterday still alive?"
"Alive, boss."
"Explained?"
"No, I won't say anything."
Xia Liuyi raised his chin and motioned to He Chusan, "Take him to open his eyes."
Ayong and Abiao left and right, and took He Chusan away with their arms crossed. Enter the elevator all the way, go downstairs to the underground parking lot, walk through a small door, and arrive at the basement.
As soon as the door was opened, the smell of blood came from the nostrils. A man was stripped naked and covered in blood from the whipping. He was hanging in the middle of the house with his hands and feet tied. His eyes were swollen and squinted.
Ayong pushed He Chusan away, walked over to the man and used his eldest brother to call Xia Liuyi, and turned on the speakerphone.
"Zheng Wu, how was your Children's Day last night?" Xia Liuyi's icy voice sounded.
The man raised his head with difficulty and said in a mournful voice, "Boss Xia, please... I really don't know anything... I've been with Fat Seven for so many years, my wife and children are under his control, if he knew I sold him... Please, Mr. Xia... Let me go... "
"Heh," Xia Liuyi smiled, "I'm worried that he will touch your wife and children? Brother Liuyi has already thought about it for you. We also invited them to a 'Children's Day' today. Would you like to take a look?"
As if struck by lightning, the man suddenly screamed, "Boss Xia! Don't! I beg you to let them go! It's none of their business! I beg you!"
"Ayong." Xia Liu said.
Ayong waved at the little brothers who were guarding next to him. Those little brothers squeaked, carried a sack from the next door, and threw it on the ground. The knife broke open with a bang, and a strong smell of rot came out!
Under the dim light, there was a bloody body without a head or limbs! Belly wide open! The bloody guts rolled out!
Even He Chusan, who was watching, couldn't help shaking the corner of his mouth, and grabbed the corner of his clothes. That Zheng Wu had already started to scream frantically and desperately, "Gah!"
He twisted his body frantically, but he couldn't break free from the restraints, his voice became hoarse with a shrill roar, and finally turned into a wailing, "Wife, wife, ah... I'm sorry for you... woo ah... Wife, you died so miserably. … ah ah…”
Ayong stepped forward and blocked his mouth with a stinky sock, so he could only let out a miserable groan, tears streaming down his dirty face.
"Zheng Wu," Xia Liuyi's voice continued to come from his eldest brother, "I think your daughter is lively and cute. She must like interesting festivals. It depends on whether her father wants to let her live?"
Zheng Wu let out a muffled roar like a collapse, and nodded desperately. As soon as Ah Yong tore off his socks, he began to cry and beg for mercy, "I said! I said everything! Please don't touch my daughter! Please!"
Xia Liuyi let out a cold snort, "Then explain it honestly! Ayong, bring it here!"
"Ah?" Ayong hesitated and said, "Is this too dirty, big guy." Just bring it to the office with bloody blood
"I said bring that kid up!" Xia Liuyi said impatiently.
So He Chusan, whose face was pale and pale, watched the torture in a short period of time, and was then dragged back to the office by Ayong and Abiao.
It was the midsummer season, the air conditioner was running in the office, and there was a faint scent of perfume. The air in the room was fresh, the windows were bright, and the floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the night view of the harbor and the lights were bright. Compared with the dark and smelly basement, it is really heaven and hell, the difference between cloud and mud.
Xia Liuyi still looked idle and laid back, leaning on the boss chair and smoking a cigarette, "Have you seen enough?"
He Chusan lowered his head and looked overly frightened, "Well."
"Do you know who I am?"
"Um."
"Do you know what to say?"
He Chusan trembled and begged for mercy in a low voice, "I was wrong, Brother Liuyi, I won't dare to make you angry next time, please forgive me. And don't implicate my father, he is too old to celebrate the festival. ' too."
"Humph!" Xia Liuyi snorted out of his nose, "What kind of shit are you? I don't have time to care about you! Get away, don't let me see you again!"
He Chusan turned around and slowly "rolled" a few steps, remembered something, and turned around and said, "Brother Liuyi, the beef offal is cold, you can let the secretary warm it up and eat it later, don't eat it badly."
"… "
Xia Liuyi held it back for a while, watching him move to the door like a snail with a small schoolbag on his back, after all, he couldn't help, "Stop."
He Chusan turned around immediately.
"You know there are dead pigs in the sack?"
He Chusan put away the overly frightened face just now, and nodded honestly, "Well, the fat sister's house also sells pig liver and fried pig intestines."
Every morning, Sister Fatty and her husband push a small trailer to transport ingredients. Whenever he sees He Chusan who gets up early to practice Taijiquan, he always greets him warmly with the bloody pig viscera.
Zheng Wu was beaten and dizzy, and he took the dead pig as his wife. And He Chusan felt something was wrong when he opened the sack and smelled the smell. He looked closely again—the corner of his mouth couldn't help shaking, and then he grabbed the corner of his clothes and tried desperately to laugh.
He knew what Xia Liuyi's temperament was. Although he looked rude and arrogant, he liked to talk a little bit about the morality of the rivers and lakes.
"..." Xia Liuyi.
Xia Liu paired with the gold medal winner, holding his cigarette in silence for a while, "Get out."
He Chusan could only turn around and continue to "roll". After opening the glass door, he did not forget to turn around and ask, "Then do you promise to watch the movie, Brother Liuyi?"
"roll!"
Xia Liu was sulking for a while in his life, kicked the table a few more feet, and finally felt that his breathing was a little easier, and he didn't want to strangle He Chusan so much. He went out and entered the elevator with a dark face.
When he walked into the basement, he looked like a cold-blooded and indifferent boss again. He flicked the cigarette ashes at Zheng Wu, who was lying on the ground shivering, and asked Ayong, "What did you explain?"
Ayong looked serious and whispered a few words to Xia Liuyi, Xia Liuyi's expression changed, he squatted down and pulled Zheng Wu's hair, "What did you say?! Before Qinglong died, Fat Qi went to Xu Ying. ?! What did they say?!"
"I don't know! I really don't know! The two of them are talking behind closed doors, and no one can go in..."
Xia Liuyi suddenly threw him away, his eyes full of cold killing intent.
Every Saturday afternoon is usually the busiest time for He Chusan. At this time, the business of Ahua Bingshi is good, and people who eat the signature barbecued pork rice have to queue up two alleys all the way. He Chusan usually has to hold three plates with both hands and head, and the spinning top usually turns around in the tight dining table maze.
Today, however, he asked Uncle Ohua for a leave of absence for the first time in the world. In the anger of Uncle Ohua, who was so busy as a dog, he squeezed out of the encirclement with a small schoolbag and ran away. All the way, he was surrounded by neighbors who were queuing to buy food. , go straight to the outside of the fortress.
"Pushing the street!" Uncle Ah Hua scolded while slicing up the barbecued pork, "I don't care about picking up girls and don't work!"
Aunt Ahua threw a rag over, "Did you work when you were chasing my old lady? Didn't you get chased and beaten by your dad!"
"I should have known that you would look like this in twenty years, and don't even give it to me!" Uncle Ah Hua said angrily while holding a rag.
"Hey! Do you think the old lady likes you? Don't pee to show your stinky virtue!" Aunt Ah Hua proudly twisted her big butt and delivered meals instead of He Chusan.
He Chusan, who innocently carried the notoriety of being a girl in the eyes of her father and her employer, was not willing to eat anything—mainly to save money—and made a long journey to the cultural center in Tsim Sha Tsui with a ticket. The cultural center was newly built last year. Prince Charles and Princess Diana personally cut the ribbon. The silver-white arc-shaped building stands facing the sea, which is full of elegance.
Most of the people who come and go here are socialites, small business nobles, elite white-collar workers in suits and leather shoes, cultural celebrities with shiny glasses, and so on. He Chusan, who was wearing tattered shirts and shoes and carrying a small schoolbag, stood out in the crowd because of his incompatibility and his tall stature.
He stood upright near the entrance, holding a book in his hand, but because he was worried that Xia Liuyi would pass by and overlook him, he didn't bother to open it, and just stared at the flow of people entering the door.
The movie started at 7:00, and it was already 6:45. A few students from the student union passed by in the bustling crowd and greeted him, "A-san? You also watch "The Godfather"? Come in together soon."
He Chusan shook his head, "I'm waiting for someone."
He honestly waited from 6:45 to 7:00, then from 7:00 to 7:15, and then... Anyway, by 7:45, he had basically given up hope and just He squatted down, put the small schoolbag on his lap, and began to read a book with his head down by the light at the entrance.
As he scanned the English words line by line with his eyes, he quickly thought about it, why didn't Xia Liuyi come
- Is it so angry that you don't want to have anything to do with him anymore? If this is the case, why let him go to watch the "torture" to frighten and tease him, and just beat him out with a stick.
- Did he deliberately let the pigeons play him once and make him suffer too? In that case, he can only admit it, whoever makes him really angry with Xia Liuyi, let him, let him calm down.
- But he really can't take the money of the underworld, even if there is a next time, he still won't take it. He also packed the money this time and put it in a small tin box, hoping to return it to Xia Liuyi when there is a chance.
- Alas, when he returns it to Xia Liuyi in the future, he will definitely turn his face again. This gangster is really not easy to serve, he doesn't speak any truth, he grabs money whenever he wants, and sends money if he wants, and even flips the table if he doesn't accept it, like a child...
Xia Liuyi, who was driving the car, sneezed fiercely, "Fuck! Who scolds me?!"
He Chusan had never felt so restless in his life. For the first time in history, he couldn't read a book. He lowered his head and buried his head in the yellowed pages, sniffing the ink scent that made him feel at ease. He thought that what he hoped most from the beginning was not to have to be associated with the underworld again? Why is the underworld ignoring him now, he is so uncomfortable.
- It is enough to say that people are kind to him, but he provokes people's anger, so he feels uneasy in his conscience. But this is an arrogant and domineering gangster who forced him to write the script, and then forced him to collect money after writing it. Where is the good intentions of this kind of forced buying and selling
Even so, he still felt uneasy.
He Chusan initially determined that he was ill.
The sick He Chusan had never been so depressed in his life. After holding the book for a long time, he sighed in an old-fashioned manner.
"I said you're young, how come you look like an old man when you sigh?" Xia Liuyi was condescending.
He Chusan raised his head in astonishment, and saw Big Brother Xia's thin waist and long legs wrapped in a black suit, and his usually messy and arrogant little hair was rarely smeared with a bit of hair oil. before.
He Chusan couldn't hold it any longer and was stunned.
Xia Liuyi kicked him lazily, "Get up! What's wrong?"
"You..." He Chusan said, then he turned to look at the big clock in the entrance lobby, "You are an hour late."
"There are 'paparazzi' following, and there is still a traffic jam," Xia Liuyi said impatiently, "It took me around the entire Kowloon to get rid of it. I'm in a bad mood now, don't provoke me."
He Chusan stood up staggeringly against the wall, and looked behind him in surprise, "You're being followed? You didn't bring a bodyguard?"
"What kind of bodyguard do you want to watch a movie, do they understand it!" Xia Liuyi scratched his hair irritably, and scattered the elegant hair oil, "What the hell is this place, why isn't there any fish sold at the door? Eggs, popcorn?"
"You're not allowed to eat while watching a movie here," He Chusan said.
"Fuck! Is that called watching a movie! What a mess!"
He Chusan was speechless and could only say, "This movie will take three hours, so you can still go in now."
Xia Liuyi frowned and turned around and went in, ignoring He Chusan's rush to pack his schoolbag behind him.
The screening hall was on the second floor. The two of them walked up the stairs one after the other. The brilliant lights in the hall reflected the long shadow of Xia Liuyi. He Chusan stepped on his shadow with every foot and couldn't help but pull him up. corners of the mouth.
"Brother Liuyi, I'm very happy that you are willing to come."
"Shut up! If it wasn't for the Chinese dubbing outside, the ghosts would come here! It's annoying to see your face!"
He Chusan trotted to catch up with Xia Liuyi, turned his head and smiled at him.
As expected, Xia Liuyi kicked him "to annoy his face".
The two walked into the theater side by side, and found a seat in the back in the darkness. As a result, only a few seconds later, everyone in the audience suddenly heard a loud shout from behind.
"Damn He Asan! Isn't this dubbed in Mandarin! How about Cantonese?"
"Shh!" Another voice explained in a low voice, "It's all in Chinese."
When Xia Liuyi walked out of the cultural center, his face was darker than when he entered. The dubbing doesn't matter, there are many mainland smugglers in the Jiaolong Fortress, and Xia Liuyi can see and understand, and will be able to understand. The point is that this shit movie theater not only doesn't sell fish balls and popcorn, but also prohibits him from smoking!
The staff ran over to persuade him several times, before he impatiently threw the staff out with one hand - the entire audience stood up and condemned him. go out!
Xia Liuyi was humiliated by this, and sat in the same position with a livid face, holding a cigarette. He Chusan thought he was going to break out suddenly, draw a gun to warn everyone, shut up everyone, or just violently beat people and set fire to the movie theater, but he just stood up silently, threw the cigarette everywhere, and pushed aside the blockers in front of him. Staff, just walked away.
He Chusan hurriedly ran out and chased him on the golden stairs, "Brother Liuyi."
Xia Liuyi didn't speak. He put his hands in his trouser pockets, walked downstairs like a fly, and walked to the door of the cultural center with big strides. He Chusan rushed up and grabbed his right arm, "Brother Liuyi, I'm sorry."
Xia Liuyi looked at him silently. This kid usually bowed his head timidly, but this time he got up and straightened up. In fact, he was almost as tall as him. The two looked at each other at the same height for a while, Xia Liu said expressionlessly, "I'm sorry?"
"I..." He Chusan said, "I shouldn't pick this kind of place and make you angry again."
Xia Liuyi snorted coldly, took out a cigarette from his pocket, tilted his head, and took a breath, "Do you think I don't understand the rules of a literate person, so I'm embarrassed in it?"
"No, it's them," He Chusan wanted to defend him. Thinking about it, Xia Liuyi was really domineering and interfered with people's normal viewing, so he could only open his mouth weakly, "They care too much."
Xia Liuyi was smoking a cigarette, sneered and slapped him gently on the head, "Too careless? Stop talking to them! I think you people are just sick! Is this how you watch this movie? Come to my company next week and I'll teach you how to look!"
He Chusan honestly said "um", "Then are you still angry with me, Brother Liuyi?"
"I'm angry with you, is I angry?! Get out!"
He Chusan rolled over and walked side by side with him, "Can I invite you to eat fish balls, Brother Liuyi?"
"You are so full of anger, eat a fart."
"..." You didn't say you were angry just now.
He Chusan could only shut up and try to let Xia Liuyi hear the rumbling sound of his stomach.
Xia Liuyi frowned, "Didn't eat?"
"Um."
Xia Liu slapped him behind the back, "Don't eat fish eggs, Brother Liu Yi will take you to the Peninsula Hotel opposite to eat lobster!"
He Chusan shook his shoulders, "No need..."
"Stop talking! Let's go!" Xia Liuyi was in a bad mood today, so he wanted to be a local tyrant, so he grabbed the strap of his schoolbag and carried him away.