The sun sets in the west, pouring gold all over the place. The turbulent water turned a corner under the low slope and flowed to the golden horizon in the distance.
There is a grapefruit forest on the shore, the huge fruit hangs heavily on the branches, exuding the fragrance of fruit trees.
A palm full of mud and scratches grabbed a grapefruit, pulled it down, but did not pull it, then a pair of sturdy arms came up, hugged the grapefruit and tugged it hard, pulling it into his arms.
The man was tall and strong, but his back was tired and hunched, and his clothes were tattered and covered in blood. He picked two big grapefruits, stumbled along the river for a while, and stopped when he saw his reflection in the river.
He squatted by the river and held up the water, rubbed his head fiercely for a while, washed the dirty mud and water, and revealed a face with bright eyebrows, strong facial features, and a manly face. His chin was full of stubble, and there was a long, narrow and ferocious old scar under the corner of his left eye, which made him look very fierce and unruly.
He soaked his blood-stained arms in the river and washed them. He picked up a sharp piece of gravel and stuffed it into his trousers pocket. He held a large grapefruit in one hand and staggered forward again. go. Crossing a farmland, he came to an abandoned log cabin. Pushing open the broken wooden door covered with cobwebs, he took a few steps and sat tiredly on the dirty wooden bed only covered with some straw.
There was another person curled up on the wooden bed, not responding to his arrival, as motionless as a corpse. He ignored this man, peeled off the grapefruit skin with gravel, took out the fragrant pulp, buried his face on it and devoured it.
After eating most of the grapefruit quickly, he finally recovered. He raised his arm and patted the butt of the person beside him.
"Hello? Are you dead? Get up and eat something."
"… "
"Hey."
"… "
Without getting any response, he didn't even have the strength to push the person to wake him up. He reached out and touched her nose, and when he felt there was still air, he rolled over onto the bed, arched her aside, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.
…
The pony struggled for two days under the cliff with Yu Guanyin on his back. He was drowsy and sleepy from sunset to sunrise until noon the next day. He got out of bed top-heavy, pushed the door to the outside of the house, and fertilized a small tree. Staggering back into the house, he saw Yu Guanyin still curled up in the corner of the bed, motionless.
He stepped forward and turned Yu Guanyin over, took a breath, and touched his head and face, and found that the other party had been burned into a piece of coal.
He quickly took off the clothes on Yu Guanyin's body. The clothes were soaked with blood, muddy water, and sweat, and then dried, and almost solidified into a paste. After rummaging around in the house for a while, he found an earthen pottery pot with a missing hole, took it to the river and fetched a jug of water, tore a clean cloth from his clothes, and wiped Yu Guanyin's body. Several wounds on Yu Guanyin's body had begun to be infected with pus. The scorching sun was scorching hot, and flies and mosquitoes came in from all over the broken house, buzzing and dancing around them.
He covered Yu Guanyin's wound with a pomelo peel, and then covered Yu Guanyin's naked body with straw, and cleaned up the blood-stained clothes and all kinds of dirt from washing. After irritably turning around twice outside the house, he scolded Sheng Niang and left in a hurry.
…
The pony climbed the walls of the courtyard and drilled dog holes, and entered three nearby farmhouses one after another. Without finding money or medicine, he stole several clean clothes, a thin blanket, and an old hen laying eggs. Wrapping the clothes around his waist, the old hen tied his mouth, wrapped it in a thin blanket and carried it on his back, he probed his head and walked towards the courtyard of a small three-story building at the head of the village that looked like a wealthy home.
Climbing the tree and climbed into the courtyard wall, he looked around in the courtyard and found no one, so he crept into the small building, turned from the first floor to the second floor, then turned from the second floor to the third floor, and went to the butt of the old hen. There were a lot of small bottles and jars stuffed underneath, and a handful of gold and silver jewelry was stuffed into his waist. Finally, he pulled out a medicine box from a cabinet on the third floor and opened it up—all in Thai, one word. do not know.
He was frowning picking it up when he suddenly heard a noise behind him and turned around subconsciously.
The old lady was so old that she was like rotten wood, her eyes like holes stared at this ragged, messy, bearded savage, her hands were shaking like dry wood, and a grapefruit petal fell on the ground. on the knee. A middle-aged maid emerged from the next room, and when she saw this scene, she screamed! "Ahh!!!"
The pony also screamed in horror, picked up the medicine box and ran out! The maid chased after him waving a broom, shouting loudly while chasing, and several young boys and girls emerged from all over the small building—who knows where they were hiding before—to round up the pony together. The pony went around the courtyard and climbed the wall to go out, so he could only bite the bullet and rush to the front door, picked up a young boy who was holding a wooden stick in front of him, and threw it aside carefully, slammed open the courtyard door and rushed go out. In several houses facing the street, women are sitting at the door of the house chatting while spreading grapefruit peels. The pony swept past them like a gust of wind, and when they woke up, more than half of the grapefruit peels in front of them were reduced!
The peaceful village was boiling. On the riverside path, I saw a strong man with a dried pomelo peel in his arms, a small wooden box under his arm, and an old hen on his back, running wild, followed by dozens of villagers—all in daylight. The women, children and children who stayed at home, especially strong women, children and children, held farm implements, yelled and yelled at them and chased after them. In the midst of the turbulence, the old hen broke free from the restraints on the mouth shell, and started to accompany this vigorous pursuit: "Giggle!
The pony was chased so badly that he grabbed the gold and silver jewelry wrapped around his waist, and threw it backwards like a goddess scattered flowers. When they stopped to pick up, they quickly jumped off the field, wading across the small river with their long body and long legs, and burrowed into the grapefruit forest, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
…
In the evening, the young and middle-aged men who came home after farming carried shovels, hoes and torches, and searched the entire village in groups, and finally smashed into the abandoned log cabin aggressively. I saw an empty medicine box and bloody chicken feathers all over the place, and it was cold when people walked out of the house.
…
Yu Guanyin woke up to the tangy aroma of chicken soup. Crouching by the campfire, the pony was frowning and sniffing among the piles of vials and jars, trying to identify which jar was salt. She didn't recognize the sloppy bearded man for a while, closed her eyes in a daze, and fell asleep again.
Not long after, she was held in her arms and woke up rudely. A familiar male voice scolded in Cantonese, "Wake up! Stop being a corpse!"
She barely opened her eyes, and a pile of medicine bottles stood in front of her, "Look! Which medicine can you take?"
She was dizzy and didn't respond, and the man could only shove the pillboxes one by one to her face, "Is it this? What about this?"
She finally raised her finger to one of the bottles of medicine. The man unscrewed the bottle cap and poured out a few pills and put them in her mouth, then fed her a mouthful of hot chicken soup mouth to mouth and helped her swallow it. She was drowsy and was about to fall asleep again, but was woken up by someone vigorously shaking her, and then poured in a lot of chicken soup, a few pieces of chicken that had been boiled to the point of softening, and a boiled egg that had been broken into pieces.
The bonfire that made the soup went out, and the dried grapefruit peel that repelled mosquitoes ignited. The cave is filled with the scent of pomelo peel. Suddenly she struggled a few times unconsciously, groaning in pain—it was the pony using hot rubble to cut the carrion from her wound and sterilize her. After this burst of pain that was worse than death, she fell asleep again groggyly.
…
When she woke up again, there had just been a light rain outside the cave, and water was still dripping from the entrance of the cave. The small sound of "tick, tick" was accompanied by the slight rustling of the wind in the forest. At this moment, it was the silence and tranquility that she had never had in her life before.
A bearded savage sat next to her, using his thighs as a pillow for her, snoring loudly with his head tilted, and holding a rag to cool her forehead in his hand.
She reached into the Savage's pants and felt it, recognizing the man by size and shape as a pony. And Xiaoma was having a sweet dream of traveling with the big brother and eldest sister to the chicken street in Bolan Street. Suddenly, he woke up in a fright when someone plucked birds from the street in the dream.
Under his glaring gaze, Yu Guanyin took his hand back as if nothing had happened.
The pony said angrily, "Are you hungry?"
"hungry."
The pony got up, reheated the chicken soup in the broken clay pot, poured it into a small bottle that had previously put spices, and buckled it on the ground in front of her. Yu Guanyin struggled to get up and picked it up to eat and drink without saying a word. The pony fished for her another chicken leg from the broken clay pot, and she grabbed it greasy in her hand and devoured it for a while.
Xiaoma knew that her life was cheap and hard, so she didn't bother to spare time to serve her, so she left the cave without saying a word. An hour later, he came back with two fish fetched from the river and a bundle of firewood, and found that Yu Guanyin had eaten up the remaining half can of chicken soup and chicken, not a drop left.
The pony glanced at her dumbfounded—finally realizing it was half a man.
"Do you still want to eat?" He held up the fish.
Yu Guanyin nodded while covering his stomach.
Pony skewered the fish and grilled it over the fire, and smeared it with a few spices from the little jars that had been stolen from the kitchen. Yu Guanyin wrapped his clothes and sat crookedly beside the stone wall, his eyes fixed on him.
"What are you looking at?" The pony was annoyed.
"You're dark."
Of course it's fucking dark! Running around in the sun all day long to steal, catch fish, and pick up firewood! Xiaoma wanted to scold her, but there were too many things to scold her, and all of them came to her mind at once, and she really didn't know which to scold first.
He only glared at Yu Guanyin for the last time, then turned his face away and continued to grill the fish.
The wind poured in from the mouth of the cave, blowing the bonfire swaying. Yu Guanyin felt a little cold, curled up and hugged his knees. The pony glanced at her, got up with a dark face, and put the stolen jacket over her. Yu Guanyin grabbed his arm.
"What?" the pony frowned.
Yu Guanyin looked up at him and said sincerely, "I calculated Liuyi, I'm sorry."
The pony was furious when she thought of this, and directly grabbed her by the throat! After a while, he felt bored again, let go of his hand, and stroked the back of Yu Guanyin who was choking.
"Forget it, it's me who is cheap," he admitted. "You fucking made the boss and me like this, and I can't bear to kill you."
— On the way he carried Yu Guanyin out of the forest, he thought countless times about dumping Yu Guanyin in the jungle, or strangling her on the spot, picking up a stone and smashing her head into mud. Countless times, but not even once he put it into action. In the past few days, he has been furious from time to time, not because he hates Yu Guanyin, but because he hates himself for being cheap!
"You won," he said to Yu Guanyin. "Go away when your injury heals. I don't want to see you again in my life."
When Yu Guanyin heard his words, he was stunned for a moment, but then laughed casually, "Okay, as you wish."