Gu Fei sat behind the cashier, playing with his mobile phone while watching Li Baoguo who had already turned the third lap in front of the shelf. Li Baoguo had no goals, so he went back and forth, taking a look at Gu Fei from time to time.
Li Baoguo had stolen things more than once, so every time he came, Gu Fei would stare at him directly, but now suddenly a Jiang Cheng came, he just stared a little bit, not at all.
Li Baoguo is not a thief. Sometimes he wants to buy things when he gambling with no money. The main people living here are the poor people at the bottom of the society. There are many things like credit, but when Li Baoguo always goes on credit Find a way to steal something...
"Da Fei," Li Baoguo put his hand in the pocket of his big cotton-padded jacket and then pulled it out. He went to the freezer and took a bag of fish balls and walked to the cashier. "Well, I'll give you money in two days? Keep up. Back to those pieces?"
"Well, okay," Gu Fei took a notebook out of the drawer and found Li Baoguo's page. It said, "One bag of fish balls, one bottle of cattle, and the big one..."
"What? I didn't ask for wine." Li Baoguo said awkwardly.
"The bottle in your pocket," Gu Fei glanced at him, "Uncle Li, drink less, I can't remember anything."
"Oh, oh," Li Baoguo grinned a few times, and patted his pocket, "Yes, I got a sophomore bottle... Give me a bag of Changbai Mountain."
Gu Fei returned to his hand and took the ten-yuan Changbai Mountain to him, and then also noted it.
"The writing is really good," Li Baoguo leaned over and watched, "Hey, do you know my son?"
"Of course Li Hui knows." Gu Fei said.
"It's not Li Hui, my youngest son, Cheng Cheng," Li Baoguo put his elbow on the cash register, "I just recognized him, and he couldn't afford to give it away when he was a kid... He is also in the fourth middle school, you know him."
"Well, I seem to know." Gu Fei nodded.
Li Baoguo laughed: "He studies very well, unlike Xiaohui, he is a top student, do you know that top student? You little bastards are poor students, right? My youngest son is a good student."
Gu Fei smiled: "Yes."
"Did you remember it? I will ask Cheng Cheng to bring you the money in a few days." Li Baoguo looked at the book again and pointed his finger. "His handwriting must be better than you."
"...Yes." Gu Fei continued to nod.
After Li Baoguo went out comfortably, he looked down at his writing on the notebook.
He wasn't sure about anything else, but Jiang Cheng's words... could only be ha ha ha ha. If they were written correctly, they might be deducted because they were too ugly to stimulate the teacher.
At about noon, my mother came in with an insulated lunch box: "I made some braised pork."
"Didn't go out today?" Gu Fei stood up and propped up the small table next to him. "Have you eaten?"
"Where am I going out! Where else can I go!" Mother looked unhappy, "Who shall I go out with will not cause people to lose half their lives! I won't eat!"
"Can you find someone who doesn't owe it?" Gu Fei said.
"Is there anyone in your eyes who doesn't want to smoke? When can you see other people's body?" Mom said dissatisfiedly. Bar!"
"Seeing that the other person's body is so good that that person's body is good." Gu Fei opened the lid of the lunch box, took the small lunch box, and pulled half of the braised pork steak inside.
"Where is Er Miao?" Mom asked.
"I'm going to play, just leave some for her," Gu Fei said, "I'll come back to eat when I'm hungry."
My mother sighed: "Sheng Tian Ye is like this, her personality is still like that... I see her head is big, what should I do in the future."
"Then don't look at it." Gu Fei sat down and started eating.
"Let's go there today." Mom looked at him and said suddenly.
"Where to go?" Gu Fei ate a piece of meat, but he actually knew what his mother was talking about.
"What day do you remember today!" Mom slapped the table, "You don't remember how long your dad died!"
"It's been a long time." Gu Fei said.
His mother glared at him without speaking, and after a while she pulled out a tissue and started wiping tears.
Gu Fei never wanted to understand what kind of feelings his mother had towards her husband. Every day when people were alive, they quarreled every day. After the quarrel, they begged God to let this man die early, but he mentioned it again after he died. Just cry.
Sometimes I cried very sincerely and heartbroken.
"I went to the cemetery two days ago." Gu Fei said while eating.
"It's useless, I said the cemetery was useless in the past!" Mom looked at him, "Where did you die? How many times have you said! Otherwise, you won't be able to live! You don't want to go to me!"
"I'll go this afternoon." Gu Fei sighed.
"Burn some paper," my mother wiped her tears, "that idiot will lose money too much. I suppose to beg for food over there."
"You were in the store this afternoon," Gu Fei said, "Don't touch the money. If you dare to touch the money, I will tell Yan Wang that all I burned are counterfeit money."
"... Neurotic!" Mom glared at him.
The lake where my dad died was quite far away, on a wasteland where there was no one moving, because there were no residential areas nearby, and very few people usually went there.
In the past two years, even the water has almost gone, and no one will go there. Once winter comes, there will be no people in sight.
If the lake had no water like it is now, if the water on the lake was frozen harder that winter... Dad would not die.
but.
When he summarized Li Baoguo to Jiang Cheng, he was in a daze. For a moment, he thought he was introducing his father to others.
Sometimes I didn't dare to think about it, I didn't dare to face what I wanted him to die so much in my heart, and I didn't dare to face my heart until now that he still wanted that man to die if he tried it all over again.
His heart and this lake are places he doesn't want to approach.
If it hadn't been for his mother to let him come to burn paper every year, he would never get close here.
Turn left when you go out from home, go around the small factory and keep going forward. There is no turn or fork in the road. When there is no way to go, it will be there.
After going around from the small factory, there was no one on the road, full of dilapidation and loneliness, and deserted as if to another space.
Gu Fei lowered his hat, covered his mask, and then took out his earbags and put them on. Maybe it was because there were no buildings here, maybe because he was afraid. The layers of the outer layer showed a chill.
There was not much snow this year, but because there was no one to clean it, there was still a layer on the ground, and the slight creaking sound made people panic when stepping on it.
After walking for a while, he looked down at his feet and suddenly noticed that there were still a series of footprints on the ground. (End of this chapter)