Xiaobao was eleven months old, and she was still a little meatball wearing crotch pants. When she was just able to walk two steps with her hands tied, her father was gone.
His method of death was quite brutal, a car accident—he was walking home on the night shift in the dark at that time. On the way, he thought about taking a shortcut while no one was around, so he pedaled a two-wheeled bicycle onto the motorway. The truck hit and was thrown several meters away.
Even people and cars were flattened together, and they couldn't get back together.
Wei Qian and his family were again orphaned and widowed.
This is actually nothing, there are so many families with orphans and widows all over the world—for example, the family of Mazi who sells deep-fried dough sticks every morning.
Others also wiped away their tears, straightened their backs, and looked like they were still alive.
But Wei Qian quickly discovered to his horror that his beautiful and kind "mother" turned into a fucking wicked woman overnight.
When she was sad, she seemed to believe that her life was more bitter than bitter cauliflower, and she no longer wanted to live, so she intensified her efforts to die. She is very talented and experienced in this area, and she is very good at it die.
Wei Qian's life is full of chaos every day - he has to go to school, find ways to get money, take care of his little sister who can't even speak, and guard against the crazy woman who will explode at that moment.
Later, Wei Qian didn't even dare to leave Song Xiaobao alone at home.
Every day when he went to school, he would send Little Treasure upstairs to San Pang's house or Ma Zi's house who opened a small restaurant, and entrusted San Pang's mother or Ma Zi's mother to take care of him for a day, and then brought Xiao Bao back after school at night.
Wei Qian was exhausted from living, and the heavy pressure of life suddenly made him unable to hold his head up. Even an adult couldn't bear it, let alone a child.
For a while, Wei Qian secretly hid a knife. Every night when he was sleeping, he would hold the knife in one hand and hold Xiaobao in the other. When he saw the knife, he wanted to rush out and kill his mother. When he saw Xiaobao, He had no choice but to restrain himself, lay back on the bed, patted her on the back lightly, and put the little guy who was about to be woken up back to sleep.
He also has a little sister, who is a living creature, a human being, and has the same fate as him. She was born in such a family, and he is the eldest brother, so he has to raise her anyway.
Hamlet struggled with a lengthy question "to be or not to be", and Wei Qian also used his childhood to struggle with an even longer question - "to kill the mother, or not to be".
He lives like a dog, yet he still struggles with such a philosophical issue. He may be destined to be a character in the future.
During this period, the third fat mother and the pockmarked mother helped him a lot.
Sanpang and Mazi are both his children, Sanpang's family is urban and vulgar, Mazi and his mother are both cowards who can't kick a fart with three legs-they live next door, there are no high-end people in society- However, the philistine and vulgar neighbor has a warm heart, and the cowardly and silent little man is willing to help him as long as he asks.
The three fat mothers are not as daring as Mazi's mother, sometimes she can't stand it, and she is so indignant that she almost wants to spit on Wei Qian's mother's face, but it doesn't happen after all.
It's nothing, Wei Qian knew she didn't dare, because although the third fat mother is poor, she is a good woman after all, and a good woman dare not easily provoke a whore, just like a decent person dare not easily provoke a local hooligan.
Later, Wei Qian's mother finally lived up to expectations and died.
Wei Qian calmly accepted this fact, he knew that she actually didn't want to live long ago.
Wei Qian's mother was woken up by a stick from the happiest life in her life. The anguish in her heart was beyond comprehension. , and then it got worse—she went to do drugs.
She first accompanied the customers to suck white noodles, and then they had sex together. When the customers were happy, they would stuff tips into her bra and panties. She also used this moment to escape the reality that she was powerless to resist.
Later, her drug addiction escalated uncontrollably, and she began to inject herself tremblingly.
During that period of time, Wei Qian had a lot of needles at home, and he was afraid that Xiaobao would see them stuffing them into his mouth, so Wei Qian would clean the house three or four times a day, put away the needles and destroy them when he saw them.
After his mother died, Wei Qian set her things on fire—she died of AIDS in the end, infected by needles.
If you come out to hang out, you always have to pay it back.
This is the motto used by the punks to pretend to be aggressive, and it is also the last word that the woman left for Wei Qian and his sister.
When Wei Qian's mother was about to die, she looked like a monster. She was thin to the bone, almost lost all her hair, and her face was severely deformed. A pair of eyes that were bigger than others protruded, and her skin was large. A large area festered, and there was no trace of youth and beauty. It was simply a dirty and smelly toad.
Toad is a dying person, and her words are also kind. She glanced at her two children with almost tender eyes, and said frankly: "Oh, I always have to pay back when I come out to mess around. I already knew there was such a thing." It's been a day."
Wei Qian sneered, thinking she was farting, if she had known that such a day would come, she shouldn't have come out to fool around, shouldn't have taken drugs, and she shouldn't have dressed up as a monster and went to the nightclub to sit on the stage for a few dollars and novelty.
She should be like countless crane-like chicks, wearing a school uniform that may not fit well, with a row of silly Qi Liuhai in front of her forehead, sitting upright in the classroom listening to the teacher's lecture on analytic geometry, and then going to a university, getting a job, getting married, or leaving her home. No matter what, live like a decent person.
Even if she is extremely stupid and can't learn anything, at least she can still work as a babysitter, do odd jobs, sell breakfast
Then she might live to be ninety years old and see her grandson marry and have children.
But she didn't, she chose to be a lunatic who loves leisure and slackens work, and she has grown that flower-like appearance for nothing.
Wei Qian realized that he finally got rid of this crazy woman and would never see her again. He felt uncontrollably sad, as if he saw a lot of life and time rushing by in front of him, but he couldn't help it. Before I could smell the exhaust, everything had disappeared.
But he didn't want to show any emotion, he thought he deserved to hate this woman, all feelings for her were weak and base, so Wei Qian forced himself to think like this - she deserved it.
Wei Qian ordered himself to recall his hell-like life for five years, and asked her with his deepest indifference: "Bitch, why did you give birth to us?"
The woman thought for a long time in a daze, and replied, "Who knows?"
Wei Qian was outraged. Without her "who knows", maybe he would have been reincarnated as a second-generation rich or second-generation official, and now he might be able to act like a dog!
So he gave her a light push on the shoulder and cursed: "Fuck you."
It was really just a slight push - who knows that she will die in the next second.
She twitched all over her body, her eyes opened as big as ping pong balls, and then she collapsed for five minutes, gasping for breath and turning into a shriveled bellows.
At that time, Wei Qian was less than thirteen years old, and he was still a green boy. He had just entered the second year of junior high school, and he had a little sister with two lines of snot—Xiaobao was five years old, and she didn't understand bullshit, so she just stared blankly. Looking at elder brother and mother.
Wei Qian let the woman's body be exhibited at home for two days in a daze, until it stinks, and he didn't think about what to do with it.
The place where the dead sleep is more expensive than the living, and even if they sell their siblings, they can’t afford a cemetery—what’s more, Wei Qian doesn’t even plan to pay for the crematorium—his mother is already dead, and the dead can make do with whatever they want, but he has to pay for it. To be alive, he has to pay tuition fees, and he has to support his sister.
In the end, Wei Qian decided to find a good day and auspicious day, so he took a broken mat and rolled up the corpse, and threw it directly into the garbage dump, letting her degrade and return to nature.
But before it could be implemented, some of Wei Qian's mother's little sisters found their home, and the facts proved that even Qin Hui had friends who were friends.
They shared the money together and settled her funeral affairs, which means they sent her away. One woman told Wei Qian that she was born dishonorably, and she shouldn't die so dishonorably.
They left Wei Qian and his younger sister Xiaobao with the little money left over from the affairs of the funeral. Wei Qian rummaged through boxes and chests and sold some jewelry left by women. These things turned out to be women's lives, and they were more precious than lives.
Her precious son has long disliked them, and as soon as she closed her eyes, they were immediately shaken out and sold.
With this meager savings, Wei Qian lived a life of raising a small oil bottle. After more than a year of hardship, he graduated from junior high school.
The three-day high school entrance examination ended, and on the last day, Wei Qian handed in his papers and rode home.
He studied like that, and working odd jobs as a gangster didn't affect his grades, because school was the only connection he had with the words "future" and "hope" and "decent life". Desperately want to catch.
Along the way, Wei Qian bought a few steamed buns, parked his car in a simple bicycle shed built by a large tube building, and walked home with his things, when he saw the little boy.
The little cub has thin hands, thin feet and bony feet, so he has a big head, a little taller than Xiaobao, but not much taller, maybe about the same age as her.
He was wearing an adult's "two pole beam" vest, with bare bottom and no shoes, and the vest was covered with soup, water, and everything. It looked like a piece of the motherland, full of colorful colors, and he was digging by the garbage dump in a small alley. Garbage to eat.
I don’t know how such a little thing survived. Even wild dogs bullied him. When Wei Qian passed by, the little boy was confronting a dog in a small alley—over a half can of beef thrown away by others.
The wild dog is skinny, but not small, with red eyes. I don't know if it has rabies, but it can survive when the dog hunting campaign is in full swing in the city. It is probably a hero among dogs.
Coming to Wei Qian, he didn't intend to pay attention to it. A little boy like this would always see one of them every few months. If he was accidentally born, he would accidentally live. He didn't have the lives of both parents. After a while, he would almost die. He was dead, but when Wei Qian glanced over there, the little brat who was having a crush on that person happened to look up at him too.
Just such a momentary opportunity, the wild dog seized it, saw its opponent made a point, and immediately rushed over. The little boy must have been chased and intercepted for a long time, so his reaction was very quick, and he jumped to the side and dodged. So the wild dog jumped to Wei Qian's young man's feet without dying.
The animal's eyes were red, and there was a wheezing movement from its nostrils. It seemed that its eyes were red from anxiety, and it didn't know whether it was an enemy or an enemy. It barked wildly at an innocent crowd of soy sauce, and bared its big yellow teeth.
Wei Qian was thinking about how to solve the problem of tuition fees if he was admitted to high school, he didn't plan to pay attention to it, and started to leave, but he didn't know what the beast was thinking, and he lowered his head and smacked his ankle.
Wei Qian hurriedly drew back his foot and didn't bite.
Wei Qian was thirteen or fourteen years old at the time, with a dead mother and a younger sister who only had a runny nose. Although he performed first-rate in the exam, he might not pass the exam, and he was in a miserable situation. It is not normal for a child who grows up like this to have a non-cynical temperament—because that means he is too good at acting, and he is likely to become a high-intelligence sociopath in the future.
So the second-year middle school boy who was full of troubles became anxious on the spot, raised his leg and gave the wild dog a kick. He grew up with gangsters and used to fight with his hands. This kick was not light, and he kicked the big dog directly against the wall. , The wild dog was still relentless, and bit Wei Qian's shoes again—fortunately, these shoes were plastic shoes that he picked up. Although they were hard and airtight, they were strong and did not bite through.
Wei Qian shook it, seeing that he couldn't get rid of the dead dog, so he stepped on the wild dog's stomach vigorously with his feet, picked up a brick from the side, and smashed it on the head of the hero among the dogs, smashing it. After one blow, Haojie let go, and after two blows, Haojie was bloodied and completely turned into a ghost.
People, as well as dogs, are actually the same at this time and this kind of place—for example, some people have suits and leather shoes, a good house and a good car, and some dogs have regular grooming and smooth water. And there are some people and dogs who are destined to bite and fight for some ridiculous and pathetic reasons on such a small road full of garbage, bleeding and sweating.
Different people have different lives, and dogs have different lives.
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