Ah Chou sat still. He had just opened a sewer and a thatched hut for a music house in front of him, and got a few coins. He was thinking about buying something to eat for a while, but he was completely uninterested in the boss' greeting to Ah Chou.
"Even A Chou doesn't look down on this dirty person from your family!" The onlookers were booing again.
The boss blamed himself for being boring, and glanced at the two nursing homes.
"Are you a dead person?" One of the nurses understood, raised his leg and kicked the slave on the ground.
The slave was kicked and coughed twice. He wanted to kneel and get up from the snow, but he was powerless. After struggling a few times, he couldn't move.
"The bottom is rotten," someone said with disgust when they saw the underside of the slave.
"Ah Chou is also rotten," someone next to him responded, "Don't dislike either of these two people if they're not right?"
Everyone laughed. Ah Chou is just a beggar, and this sin slave is not even a human being. When people face these two people, it seems that the inferiority in human nature will rise up. They are not the same kind, so there is no need to care too much.
"Let you pretend to be dead!" The nursing home kicked the slave a few times, and actually kicked the slave to Ah Chou.
The slave spit blood out of his mouth again, but he remained silent, letting the two nursing homes kick him on the ground as if he were a broken sack.
There were little bloodstains left on the snow. Some people laughed, some yelled, some were soft-hearted. Finally, they couldn't stand it any longer and turned to leave.
"Look at yourself!" The boss stopped the two nursing homes and said to the slave: "If you die, even a ghost will not want to be your neighbor! You can't clean it with a thousand cuts. Can you be a person?"
"This slave is still a person?" Someone shouted: "Why didn't I see it?"
A few saliva spit on the slave, but the slave did not respond.
"Keep him in the dog cage," the boss said to the nursing home. "Now only my dogs are willing to touch him."
The slave slave numbly held his hair and dragged him into the Huanxi Courtyard. His face was facing the beggar named A Chou. There was a hint of pleading in the slave slave's eyes, but then he became numb again. I don't know why, after the nursing home dragged him a few steps, he loosened his hair and didn't leave.
"Ah Chou, do you want this slave?"
When the slave heard someone speak, he turned his head slightly and saw a pair of feet wearing straw sandals, with their toes in front and their heels exposed in the back, with frostbite and yellow water flowing.
"If you want him, I'll send you to play for a few days," the boss said.
Ah Chou nodded at the boss, instead of dragging the slave away, he picked up the slave.
"Ah Chou," a little gangster who lived on Huajie said to A Chou: "This person is not even a dog, you really don't think it's dirty!"
Ah Chou lowered his head, holding the slave's arms a little hard, and his feet were not too nimble, so he dragged along the snow. The sin slave smelled the smell of herbal medicine on Ah Chou's body. This smell made the whole body fester, and his face was so rotten that he couldn't tell his original appearance. The taste is tolerable.
"Send it back to me after playing for a few days," the boss shouted from behind.
The onlookers laughed again.
Ah Chou struggled to carry the sinner and walked down the long flower street until he came to a deep alley behind the street. It is not accurate to say that it is a deep lane. This is a passage between two adjacent bands, and neither of them can walk side by side. Ah Chou's shelter in Shangdu is at the end of this deep alley, a shabby house left by someone unknown, has collapsed in half, and half of the thatched roof is supported by the earth wall, which can still make people feel Feeling self-deception can cover the wind and rain for a while.
The slave was sitting on a pile of straw, he was only wearing a single coat, and the room was ventilated, but his whole body was frozen and unconscious, and he stared blankly at Ah Chou who was standing in front of him.
Ah Chou also looked at the slave, his throat was festering with poison, he was speechless, and only gestured a few times with his hand to the slave sitting.
The slave can't understand Ah Chou's gesture, but he has already started to take off his clothes.
Ah Chou hurriedly waved his hand at the slave, while pulling the half-off clothes for the slave.
The slave's remaining eye looked at Ah Chou absentmindedly.
Ah Chou turned around and went out. After a while, he came in with some dead branches and started a fire.
The sin slave sat by the fire, and his body felt a little warm, but the familiar pain quickly hit his body, like maggots attached to his bones, and penetrated into his internal organs.
Ah Chou saw the sin slave curled up on the straw, and made some gestures at the sin slave, and then walked out again.
The sin slave shrunk his body into a ball, and being able to lie down like this is the best day he can live. It would be great if he could live like this until the day he died. In fact, he won't be able to live for long. I just don't know if it's as the boss said this time, if no ghost wants to be a neighbor with him, then he Is it possible to find a place where there are no ghosts
When Ah Chou came back with two steamed buns, the flower street was already lit up, and the music, dance and music in the music squares on the left and right were already sounding one after another. The pile of fire with dead branches had been extinguished, and the slave's body was curled up like a fetus in the womb of its mother. Ah Chou put down the trowel in his hand and went out to carry the last dead tree branch outside the house in. A fire started in the broken house, and there was a little warmth.
The slave was pushed awake by A Chou, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the roasting trowel that A Chou handed in front of him. He looked up at A Chou in disbelief. Is this for him
A Chou shoved the trowel into the hands of the slave, and on the shelf above the fire, there was also a cracked earthen pot, which was stewed with some chicken and duck bones that A Chou picked up. Ah Chou stirred the pot with a twig, but there was still a smell of meat wafting out of the pot.
The slave opened his mouth to bite the trowel, but he couldn't.
Ah Chou boiled the soup, poured a little into the lid of the earthen jar, took the trowel from the slave's hand, dipped it in the soup, and gave it to the slave to eat. After the night was over, the dead branches were burnt, and the two of them burrowed into the pile of straw that was old enough and had a musty smell. Unconsciously, the cold forced the two of them to hug each other and use each other's body temperature to keep warm.
The slaves stayed in Ah Chou's place like this. The two didn't speak, but they had a tacit understanding with each other. Ah Chou went out to find food, but the slave could not walk, so he crawled out of the shabby house and went everywhere to pick up something that could make a fire. Ah Chou knew that the slave was afraid of cold, so he would heat the bricks in the fire, wrap it in rags, and let the slave hug him for warmth. The sin slave will also give Anu medicine, and A Chou carries some herbs with him, which can slow down the speed of the festering on his body. The slave did not feel that the medicine was useful, but after seeing A Chou applying the medicine, there was always rotten yellow water flowing on his body, and it would stop for a while, so the sin slave took the medicine to A Chou every day. superior.
The slave and Ah Chou went on like this for ten days. They were all worried that the boss of the Happy Courtyard would come, but the boss never came. The dilapidated house they lived in completely collapsed after a snowfall.