Wei Qian got up late in the morning that day, he had had vague dreams off and on all night the first night, the content of which he couldn't remember as soon as he opened his eyes, but it certainly wasn't very pleasant, and he didn't get up until he was up, with his chest pressed against his chest.
He sat on the edge of the bed for two seconds, suddenly remembered that the two cubs still have to go to school, and breakfast is not yet ready, hurriedly climbed up, who knew that he went to the kitchen to see, found Wei Zhiyuan is in a serious face with a big spoon stirring the frozen dumplings in the pot of boiling water.
Wei Qian leaned against the kitchen door and asked softly, "Why didn't you call out to me?"
Wei Zhiyuan bared his teeth back at him, revealing two small white tiger teeth that were delightful.
Wei Qian touched him on the head and turned to go into the bathroom, where he rubbed his eyes hard - his eyelids were fluttering one after the other without knowing what was going on.
When he finished washing his face, Wei Qian remembered that this morning he had originally wanted to ask Asako to fry a few doughnuts for him.
Wei Zhiyuan meticulously finished cooking a pot of dumplings like a chemistry experiment, and the three of them had just sat down at the dining table when, suddenly, there was a loud bang downstairs as if something had fallen over, followed by a scream so sharp that it scraped his ears, followed by chaos.
Wei Qian pushed open the window with his bowl and glanced down, then he jumped up as if his butt was on fire, and without caring about his meal, he grabbed his wallet and ran downstairs.
There was only time for a hasty instruction, "You two go to school by yourselves, and be slow on your way."
Not a few minutes, upstairs three fat also followed down, at this time downstairs has been surrounded by a circle of people.
The accident was at Asako and his family's breakfast stand.
Asako got off work in the early hours of the morning, helped his mom set up the breakfast stand, fried doughnuts and sold soymilk, and didn't close until about nine-thirty.
The breakfast stand is an open-air one, with a few simple tables and chairs, a soybean milk bucket and a frying pan.
The cause is a cab drove over, this road usually do not go by car, because it is too narrow, a car can come in almost take up the whole road, the driver did not know is lost or how to mistakenly broke in, just when the cab carefully drive forward, the intersection there suddenly turned in a motorized three-wheeled.
The owner of the electric tricycle was in a hurry, driving fast, turning over only to realize that there was a car in front of him, and then it was too late to brake.
The owner of the electric tricycle instinctively twisted the handlebars, the car by inertia rushed up to the curb, without buffer hit the stall holding a frying pan, Ma Zi mother just behind the frying pan frying doughnuts, a pot of boiling hot oil dumped down, the whole splashed on her, even the frying pan and then the person, by the three-wheeled car could not stop arching out of the more than a meter away.
Wei Qian violently dialed the crowd to squeeze in, simply even the scalp is fried up, because it is hot, hemp mother only wore a very thin short sleeves and seven pants, a large area of exposed skin was hot oil a hot, instantly can not see.
For a moment, Wei Qian felt that she was all cooked up.
The air even gave off some sort of weird meaty aroma.
Pocky's entire body was dumbfounded, his eyes were so wide open that they were about to come out of their sockets, and he straightened his eyebrows and didn't move a muscle next to him, as if he had become a statue.
Wei Qian slapped him in the face and yelled into Pocky's ear, "What the fuck are you looking at! Huh? Your mom is cooked, why don't you go call an ambulance!"
He turned to the man next to him and growled, "Car! Move that tricycle!"
A few passersby busy stood out, seven hands and feet to move the tricycle that caused the accident, the tricycle owner saw the situation is not good, instinctively want to slip, was Wei Qian a hand dragged back, a kick on the knee nest, hard to be accustomed to the ground.
Three Fatty shouted from behind, "Qian'er! Leave that grandson alone, I'm calling the police, handing it over to the police/cops, the fucking pot is stuck to the meat, what should we do?"
Wei Qian turned around and shouted at him, "How should I know!"
Finally, it is three fat parents with a large bath tub received a basin of cool water to carry over, carefully splashed on the boiling hot frying pan, I do not know whether the treatment is right or wrong, and then the ambulance and the police car arrived, the hemp mother pulled away to rescue.
Wei Qian also do not know why he realized that once the accident, the instinctive reaction is to pick up the wallet to rush down, probably at this moment he has the instinct to become a money string, subconsciously feel that the only way to feel safe is to bring money.
But it is also fortunate that this is the case, hemp that idiot all over the body is only twelve dollars five, dumb and stupid, do not know anything, Wei Qian followed in the past, as a one-armed warrior, up and down the run up and down a scorching.
It was almost noon when Three Fatty and a police/cop came by, bringing two other parties to the accident.
To say is also unlucky, these two people, a taxi driver, a grocery vendor, the driver's face as gray as death, the vendor also do not know whether it is not by Wei Qian kick, legs always shivering, standing still are two war, shaking, like a piece of wind in the floating leaves.
Traffic accidents, the solution is to money, hemp mother if dead is still good, in case she survived, this kind of severe burns, the future may be a situation, may also be responsible for a lifetime.
And hell, neither one of those two happened to have any money.
But in the hallway of the hospital, in front of several pairs of silent eyes, as if they wanted to skin them, such words as "I hope the person who is being rescued is dead" could not be said in any way.
Huge fear and overwhelmed by no outlet, riding a tricycle peddler suddenly "plop" on the ground, kneeling down, heart-breaking cry.
The accompanying police/cops asked Sanfat, "What are you with them?"
Triple Fat: "Neighbors."
The police officer said, "Oh," and asked, "The child is her son, isn't he? Who else is in the woman's family? Where's her man?"
Triple Fatty: "When you die, you're orphaned and widowed."
Police / police quite moved, but the situation, he did not know what to publish what feelings, but also do not know what advice to give, for a while, only sighed: "It's not good, there is no money, the party responsible for the accident is certainly unable to bear the compensation, you ah ...... alas, or let the family to be prepared for it. "
Three Fatty raised his eyes and asked blankly, "What about ...... not losing money?"
The police/inspector thought for a moment, "The family can sue - but I'll be honest with you, save your breath, it's no use suing, this kind of thing the court will most likely sentence the at-fault party to pay for damages, but there's no difference between judging or not judging, can't afford to pay for damages as usual."
As if to corroborate his words, the kneeling hawker suddenly kowtowed on the ground with great force, knocking the floor trembled, completely to head for death, his mouth shouted indistinctly: "You let me pay for her life ...... I still have a sick mother-in-law at home, and the child is only five years old! ...... What can I do? I have no way, please, please, please ...... let me pay for her life!"
Pocky, who had been silent, suddenly rushed up and punched and kicked at the man like a madman, the crowd rushed up to stop him, Wei Qian strained to hold his waist with one arm, "Alright, alright, what's the use of beating him to death?"
A hoarse roar erupted from Asako's throat, like a wounded beast roaring out its entire body.
And then he suddenly stumbled a few steps as if his whole body was dislodged, and slid down with his back against the wall, covering his face, his shoulders shaking violently.
The victim is still being resuscitated, life or death unknown, and the perpetrator and the victim's family are outside facing each other and crying.
Accompanying the police / police probably is a young man who has just been on the job not long, face childish yet, not yet able to get used to the inexorable life and death of the earth, on the way out, he rummaged through the whole body, but also failed to rummage out what is worth money, and had to be quite self-deprecating to the three fat, said: "I am also a poor ah."
Then he drew out his papers and cards and left his wallet, which contained a total of two hundred and thirty dollars in bills and a handful of dimes.
Wei Qian and San Fatty accompanied Asako in the hospital all day, and in the evening, Wei Qian's eyelids inexplicably began to beat wildly again.
He said hello to Three Fatty, went out for a breath of fresh air, finished a cigarette, figured it was about time and the two kids were already home, and used the IC phone in front of the hospital to dial the home number.
Cell phones were already sold on the market by then, not something that people like them could afford, but home landline phones went off the charts and became cheaper with the introduction of cell phones to the market.
Nonetheless, Wei Qian's home phone number was only known to Le and a few of his best buddies, and the Wei family had set a family rule that the phone was strictly forbidden to be abused - there was a charge for the phone bill.
The phone went through, no one answered.
Wei Qian frowned, hung up the phone, waited for a while, dialed again, and still no one answered.
When no one answered the phone for the third time, Wei Qian's heart was already beating wildly, and behind him a person waiting in line to make a phone call impatiently opened his mouth to urge him, "Hey, young man, have you finished your phone call yet? So many people are waiting!"
Wei Qian looked up at him with a murderous look, and the other party instantly didn't dare to squeak, cursed and muttered twice, and turned his head to look for other payphones.
Wei Qian did not die, and called the phone a few more times, over and over again no one answered, the tips of his fingers were so cold that they were numb.
"Qian'er, what's wrong?" Seeing that he hadn't returned for a long time, San Fat came out to look for him.
Wei Qian barely calmed down, licked his dry lips, forced himself to lower his voice and slowed down his speech, "I ...... don't know, no one answered the home phone, those two little brats ......"
He couldn't go on, realizing that he was probably going to start yelling if he said any more.
Three Fatty pushed on his shoulder, "You go back first, I'll keep an eye on it here, I'll find you a few more people to help - the two cubs might not be in charge of where to play today, don't worry about it."
Wei Qian spread his legs and ran.
Three Fatty froze, "Slow the fuck down and watch the car!"
Three fat feeling that he has been considered to be from a poor background, however, in his life he has seen people, like Wei Qian and hemp as unlucky as the child is really unique, especially Wei Qian, the boy lived to this age, as if there have not been a few days of comfortable days, either in the worry, is in the worry, three fat is always worrying about the thought of sooner or later, one day, he has to be alive to fuck / death.
This is a blessing and a curse.
Wei Qian ran furiously all the way home until he saw from a distance that one of Sanfat's brothers, Leizi, was squatting in the doorway, probably called by Sanfat to help.
Seeing that Lei Zi was squatting down to talk to Song Xiaobao, Wei Qian only stopped, at this time, his back heart had already let the sweat soaked through, he bent down, one hand propped up on his knee, panting heavily for a while, a drop of sweat fell on his forehead, penetrated down from the thick eyelash slit, did not fall into the eye, flowed down along the edge of the eyelash, it was almost as if he had cried.
Wei Qian wiped a handful of sweat from his forehead before he walked over in big strides with a composed face.
He first greeted Lei Zi and said thank you, then anxiously caught Song Xiaobao's shoulder with one hand and rudely pulled her to the front, swept up and down and saw that she didn't even scrape a piece of her skin except for a little bit of redness in her eyes, which only slightly put down his heart, while his face was still ferocious and interrogated Xiaobao like a prisoner: ''What's going on? Why don't you answer the phone? Why don't you come home? Where's Xiao Yuan?"
Xiao Bao's mouth was deflated, but he could see his relatives, blinking his eyes and about to cry.
Before she could cry out, she was stopped by Wei Qian's voice: "No crying! Where's Xiao Yuan?"
Bao held back his tears stiffly.