Wei Qian called back, and he did what he said and came back a week later.
It's just that he didn't walk back by himself. Old Xiong hailed a car from nowhere and drove to the downstairs of his house.
It was a scorching summer afternoon, and Sanpang was eating a belated lunch at home alone: a bowl of instant noodles.
The local TV station is broadcasting a few innocuous news, such as—the warehouse keeper got drunk in violation of the regulations and entered the cold storage by mistake, and the colleague who changed shift was locked as usual, and the custodian was locked in the cold storage by mistake and died.
Xiaobao, who was forced by Wei Zhiyuan to write her summer homework, scratched her ears and cheeks with a painful expression, slipped away from time to time, raised her head to listen to the news, she couldn't help asking: "What is cold storage?"
Wei Zhiyuan said without raising his head, "It's a big refrigerator."
Song Xiaobao asked again: "Whose responsibility is that?"
Wei Zhiyuan showed a cruel smile: "He locked the lock according to the point, and he entered the cold storage overtime, of course it is the responsibility of other people's illegal operation."
Song Xiaobao couldn't understand and said: "Then why did he enter that big refrigerator overtime?"
Wei Zhiyuan said with a pun, "Who knows? Probably sick."
Song Xiaobao thought for a while, then commented: "Oh, this is the first time I've heard that people can freeze to death, won't he be cold after jumping?"
Wei Zhiyuan finally looked up at her, and turned off the TV with the remote control.
Xiaobao stuck out his tongue, bowed his head bitterly and continued to do his homework.
Wei Zhiyuan sized her up for a moment, and thought incredulously, "She was born by the same mother as elder brother?"
At this time, Mr. Xiong Yingjun, who had been sun-tanned into a black and shiny sheep dung, got out of the car and stopped downstairs at Wei Qian's house. He first bent down and straightened his collar and hairstyle in front of the car window. Then he rushed upstairs and shouted: "Is Mr. Tan there? Is Mr. Tan Yu Tan there?"
The window next to the car was pulled down, and Wei Qian's voice came from inside. The respect for the future "financial resources" has been wiped out in the months of unreliable travel. Wei Qian said unceremoniously: "What are you calling him for? Will helping me exhaust you to death, idiot?"
Comrade Xiong replied in a soft voice: "I accept your suggestion of exercising more in the future, but with my current physical strength, I'm afraid I can't even carry a gas tank, let alone your old man."
Wei Qian was angry, and after a while, he said weakly: "Don't call him by his name, be careful that he's in a hurry with you."
The old bear asked decently and politely: "Oh, then what should I call you?"
Wei Qian: "Three fat."
Old Xiong nodded, straightened up, and politely called upstairs: "Excuse me, is Mr. San there?"
Wei Qian in the car turned his head silently.
Fortunately, San Pang is very talented, when he was eating lunch at home, he heard so many ethereal "Mr. San", and he dropped his chopsticks quite comprehensibly, and poked his head out of the window: "Call me? "
Wei Qian pushed the car door weakly, and waved to him downstairs: "Third brother, come down and help me."
San Pang narrowed his small eyes that were originally small, looked at them quietly for a while, and said in shock: "Oh my god! Brother! Qian'er! Didn't you mean to follow a fat-headed fish with a lot of money and stupid people?" "Have you gone to the potion? Why do I look at you as if you are with Maimaiti kebabs! How did you become this color?"
"The fat fish with a lot of money" just listened quietly.
The window on the third floor, which heard the sound, was suddenly pushed aside. The man who opened the window was too strong, and the window "bang" hit the wall and bounced back.
Wei Zhiyuan: "Brother!"
The boy's voice was almost broken when he changed his voice, Wei Qian raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Soul calling?"
He is no better than Old Xiong, only two parts of his face are white - the teeth and the whites of the eyes, but in Wei Zhiyuan's eyes, the appearance of this black charcoal head is like an Aladdin's lamp, which lights up instantly. Lighting up his whole life, of course, because of that grotesque nightmare, a small shadow appeared under this lamp.
Mrs. Song was not at home during the day, and Wei Zhiyuan, Xiaobao, and Sanpang hurried downstairs. Only then did they know why Wei Qian had been sitting still, with a plaster cast on one leg.
San Pang looked at it and his eyes widened: "This won't affect your start of school, will it? Is it heavy?"
Before Wei Qian had time to speak, the fat-headed fish and the old bear opened his mouth quietly like chanting sutras: "No, he has been injured for a hundred days, and he has about fifty days left. Considering his rough skin and thick flesh , it should be dismantled next month."
Wei Qian got up on one leg with San Pang's hand, and waved at Old Xiong: "Okay, you can get out, countdown card."
The old bear shyly said: "For the sake of our life and death together, take me in for a few days and let me take it easy."
Wei Qian: "Has a local earthquake occurred in your home?"
Old Xiong said more shyly and coyly: "Just kidding, there is a Hedong lion at home, and I haven't called my wife for so long. Brother Yu is really a little afraid of her biting me."
Sanpang was amused when he heard it: "Brother, you can hide from the first day of the junior high school but not the fifteenth day. If you are a real warrior who dares to face the bleak life, you should go back and kneel at the washboard for the leader!"
The old bear smiled and said to him: "I'm not a real warrior, I'm just a fat fish with a lot of money."
Three fat: ""
Wei Qian: ""
Sanpang reacted, his face turned blue, he gave a dry cough, and gave Wei Qian a hard look—this kid didn't even wake up.
Furious, Dantian bent his legs, took a stride, patted himself on the shoulder and said to Wei Qian, "You, come up."
San Pang carried Wei Qian on his back, still feeling aggrieved and cursing, "My broad shoulders are still a piece of virgin land, they are reserved for my future daughter-in-law, so I can afford you a grandson."
He said, looking down at Wei Qian's arm, trying to find some sense of superiority from his varnished complexion, so he laughed and said: "Third brother asked you, will the color fade after you wash it?"
"Why not?" Wei Qian said coolly, "It will still shrink."
He was still in the mood to joke, and San Pang's heart was completely in his stomach - it can be seen that the injury was not serious, and there was no danger.
Old Xiong, a coward, didn't dare to go back in the end.
But Wei Qian's family really has no place, and Wei Qian thinks that Wei Zhiyuan may have had too much psychological shadow when he was a child, and has always been a little "recognized", for example, he looks at the old bear with some kind of hostility in his eyes.
So in the end, Lao Xiong went to San Pang's house to live - San Pang's parents went out to buy goods and would not return at night.
The two big fools came together as if they hit it off, like two contrasting black and white pigs, they went upstairs friendly side by side for an ideological meeting.
Wei Qian didn't even eat a meal, threw away his luggage, and fell asleep in the dark, really motionless, without turning over.
At dinner in the evening, Mrs. Song thought for a long time before deciding to wake him up and let him eat two bites before going to sleep. Wei Qian was exhausted to a certain extent. He knew that someone called him, but he couldn't wake up no matter what. Finally, relying on him to live Enduring the old bear's strong will for so many days, Wei Qian got up like a walking corpse, ate two bites of grass without chewing, and then crawled back to lie on the corpse.
That night, Wei Zhiyuan did his homework until one o'clock in the morning.
He originally planned to use the money from the summer camp to buy clothes for Xiaobao, so he decided not to go, but now he obviously needs to change his plan. He must go to the summer camp, otherwise his elder brother would not agree, so he had no choice but to throw away the clothes he had left a few days ago. The extra Olympiad homework is completed in one go - go over there and the teacher will check it.
As for that bear girl Song Xiaobao, it seems that he doesn't have to worry about it for the time being. As soon as the eldest brother came back, she was freed from the short-term state of being miserable and sensible. skirt.
He closed the book, sat quietly on the chair and looked at Wei Qian for a moment. Of course, the big brother's bear look and the throbbing look in his dream couldn't match. Wei Zhiyuan settled down, curling up his four fingers In the middle of the palm, he took turns pinching his own palm with his short nails.
"It's just a dream, it doesn't mean anything," the young boy thought calmly, "Do people who dream of running naked really run naked? Do people who dream of overturning a car really have the strength to overturn the car?" Car? Impossible, if the dream is not absurd, no one will use the word 'dream' to replace the meaning of 'roll', brother, I have been lying in this position all afternoon and all night, isn't my arm numb?"
Thinking of this, Wei Zhiyuan walked over slowly, touched Wei Qian's shoulder lightly, carefully avoided Wei Qian's injured leg, turned him over, and moved his head between the pillows.
Wei Qian's steady breathing was not disturbed at all, and a warm breeze blew past Wei Zhiyuan's wrist.
His silhouette in the dark made Wei Zhiyuan's heart skip a beat, he hastily withdrew his hand, and lay beside the bed in a regular manner, turning into a zombie.
Wei Zhiyuan fell into a strange state——Wei Qian came back and made his spirit as tight as the strings of a piano loosen, and he felt a pleasurable sense of exhaustion. He should fall asleep as soon as he touched the pillow, but he was caught by some kind of unspeakable force. The exhilaration left and right, each blood vessel was speeding up and rushing through the blood flow, quietly transmitting the dynamic warmth to his skin through the blood vessels.
He couldn't close his eyes anyway.
When he looked up at the teenager around him from a young perspective, he used to feel that he was tall and omnipotent, but now that kind of admiration has disappeared with the change of his perspective.
He discovered that his brother was just a mortal person.
But this mortal body, which is as insignificant as an ant among all living beings, has been sun-dried into an African-American mummy, but it is like a tornado, sweeping away the black clouds and bitter rain in his spiritual world in an instant, and in a blink of an eye, he is in the wilderness. The sky is high and the clouds are light.
Wei Zhiyuan was lying on the bed with his back facing the sky, grasping his heartstrings, wearing a magnifying glass, trying to find out the details of his emotions hidden in every bone, like a third person floating in the night sky, examining himself condescendingly—— The cowardly and incompetent self who is still full of fear and fear.
Wei Zhiyuan came to a conclusion, he thought he was still too weak to need such a pillar in the spirit world as Big Brother.
He decided to clean out this pillar completely.
However, even so, his mood is still not suddenly enlightened, and there is still something sticky in his soul.
Wei Zhiyuan's dissection of his own soul stopped here. He seemed to be consciously afraid of that small shadow area, which seemed to hide the truth of the sticky feeling that lingered on him, and out of self-protection , He sealed up that little piece of truth.
It was a twisted, perverted, immoral, absurd and terrifying love mixed with death, which had already exceeded the bottom line that a young man could bear.
"The spring breeze can't comprehend the style, blowing the hearts of young people", the lyrics are beautiful, but not all young people who are moved by their hearts are full of glory.
Wei Zhiyuan clearly knew that he was sliding into an abyss, but he didn't know how to stop it.
After Wei Qian woke up, he slept until the evening of the next day.
Under the worried eyes of his family members, he got up staggeringly, and his whole body was thinned into a moving clothes rack. He got into the bathroom and turned on the water to take a shower.
The structure of the shower in his house is very primitive, just two simple pipes, one side is connected to the hot water tank and the other is connected to the tap water. The tap water comes faster, so every time you turn on the shower, the water will be cold within ten seconds. of.
Wei Qian was shocked by the cold water, and he took a step back involuntarily, only then remembered that he had returned to the plain full of oxygen bubbles.
He slept so badly that his bones were sore and aching, with one leg dangling, he took a hasty shower with difficulty, and then ate three bowls of rice in one go, only then did he feel alive again.
His hands were covered with all kinds of scratched scars, and he was still eating like flying chopsticks at the dinner table, which did not affect his performance at all.
Mrs. Song sighed after seeing it, and said in a rambling manner, "You heartless white-eyed wolf, where did you go crazy? Are you planning to kill us?"
Where did you go
It's really hard to say.
In fact, Wei Qian really didn't intend to make his family anxious. He has suffered all the hardships he can endure and has suffered all the bad luck he can suffer.
Besides Wei Qian, Old Xiong brought three other people with him, all of whom were young and strong. Unexpectedly, except for one named Xiao Liu, the others reacted strongly one by one.
Their first one was in Zaduo County, Qinghai, at an altitude of more than 4,000 meters, and Wei Qian vomited all the way there.
It really vomited out the gall, and in the worst case, I couldn't sleep all night, feeling as if my chest was being pressed by a heavy object, and my temples were pinched and painful. At that time, everyone in him envied and hated Xiao Liu, but within two days, Xiao Liu died.
Xiaoliu was in good health in the gloom and gloom, and he had the illusion that he was made of copper and iron, so he took a good bath in the small hotel at night. The hotel they stayed in had limited conditions, and the hot water was intermittent. Xiao Liu took a hot shower for the first half of the time, and then took a shower for the second half.
At night the sun went down and the temperature dropped by nearly 20 degrees. Xiao Liu had a fever in the middle of the night. He didn't stay at first, thinking it was a normal altitude sickness. He crawled up and sent him to the hospital in the early morning. When he arrived, he found that the cerebral edema was serious, and it was too late to transfer, so he had to be rescued on the spot.
Did he come back after being rescued? Little Six is gone, just twenty-seven.
From then on, Wei Qian and the others wrapped themselves up like quails every day without anyone's orders.
And this is just the beginning, the natural disasters are followed by man-made disasters—the old bear is a walking man-made disaster.
He first took Wei Qian and the others around the local area, bought some Cordyceps as if testing the waters, got a general understanding of the market, and it existed in the local area, and then the old Xiong made a big decision - go south to Tibet!
At that time, Wei Qian naively did not question this guy's decision, thinking that he had other deep meanings, until in a small town south of Lhasa, the old bear fell in love with a pot, and decided to go on foot for the pot Only then did Wei Qian truly realize the fact that Xiong Yingjun had a hole in his head.
As they walked more and more into places where no one was around, the first thing that disappeared was the mobile phone signal, and then the mobile phone.
That day, we stopped for a rest on the way. Some people were eating in the car, and some people got out of the car and yelled folk songs—oh, it means peeing in the wild.
Wei Qian had no appetite, and was just about to get out of the car to get some air, when suddenly, the old bear who was coming back pointed at them and shouted in horror, "Get out of the car! Get out of the car! Get off!"
The old bear's expression is rarely so ferocious, and his voice is even more shrill, like a broken iron pot scraped by a rotten shovel, which penetrates into people's ears, almost arousing the desire to urinate. , One after another opened the car door and jumped down.
It was too late to say that, Wei Qian was the last one to be pulled down by the old bear, and he sat down on the ground together with his life-and-death property, and then everyone panted heavily, looking at their car Turned down from the cliff, there was a loud noise, and it was gone.
Later, Old Xiong said that when he was walking this way, he found that the ground soil on the second half of the car parked on the side of the road began to loosen. The center of gravity of the car changed, the loose soil collapsed directly, and the off-road vehicle that accompanied them all the way was immortal.
There is no village in front, no shop in the back, and there are two eleven roads under your feet.
Wei Qian asked sincerely: "Boss Xiong, can you reiterate, why are we walking so miserable on this path of no shit?"
Boss Xiong, the bastard, also said sincerely: "Buy the pot."
Wei Qian spoke the truth: "You are a big fool!"
The big idiot led a group of idiots and lost contact with the outside world. Fortunately, on the Sichuan-Tibet line, there are occasional Buddhist believers on foot from the Tibetan area of Sichuan to Lhasa on pilgrimage. , a few people went on the road together, Wei Qian and the others walked for several days hungry and cold, and finally encountered such a wave of Tibetans blessed by the Buddha.
Although the property of the other party is scarce, and the fixed assets are only a small tricycle that needs to be pedaled, it is good to meet people, at least to get a few bites. The old Tibetans have rich experience and know how to get supplies. Anyway It is not starving them to death.
Along the way, a few of them saw car hitchhiking, eating and sleeping in the open. They really suffered all kinds of foreign crimes. The old bear joked, saying that this group of them, don’t look at the current running around to make a living, will become a great weapon in the future. Shanxi merchants who walked west and Huizhou merchants who went south from Huihang ancient road lived in this way.
No one paid attention to him, they all wanted to kill the fat fish.
Later, the old bear got his wish and bought his pot—it was a stone pot made of soapstone from the cliff of Namjagbarwa, the virgin peak that no one can conquer. No matter what you do, you can only make it by hand. Even if Wei Qian is called "a country bumpkin who has never seen the world" by Lao Xiong, he can still see that things are good things.
It's a pity that there is no road in the local area. When each of them hung a pile of Cordyceps safflower and several large pots purchased by local villagers, and walked with a heavy load facing the loess and back to the sky, all of them had a certain feeling for pots. Unspeakable class hatred.
On the way, it was hard to describe. Wei Qian rolled down the hillside and hurt his leg just like climbing a grassy field after crossing a snow-capped mountain.
Fortunately, although Wei Qian had no faith in his heart, he had the realm of wanting money rather than life. He fixed it with a splint, dragged his injured leg alive and followed them for another day before reaching a place with people.
There is still no modern communication between the herdsmen and the outside world, but fortunately, the folk customs are simple and they took them in. There was a family who went to Lhasa for business and had a small pickup, but the owner was not at home, so the old bear had to stay there for a month. Only then did I rent that car and headed to Chengdu.
It wasn't until he arrived in Chengdu that Wei Qian got the chance to contact his family.
After staying in Chengdu for three or four days, Lao Xiong resold the stone pot at nearly ten times the price with his three-inch tongue, and took back all the costs of the trip, even leaving the rest of the money. Come out a little.
There were also those who wanted to collect medicinal materials, but the old bear refused, and he didn't sell any medicinal materials-because those things are light and easy to carry, he has better efficiency in bringing them back to the mainland.
Once the pot was released, they didn't stay for a day. They set off back to Qinghai that night, took away the luggage that was stored there, and just rolled and crawled back.
There are thousands of words in it, which is as difficult as ninety-nine and eighty-one.
However, Wei Qian faced the whole family. In the end, the sense of responsibility in his heart overcame his youthful nature of wanting to show off after surviving a catastrophe. He just said solemnly: "It's nothing, the signal over there is not good, keep calling." We didn’t get through on the phone, so we made some things and sold some money, you’re getting old, don’t go out to do such heavy work in the future.”
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