Chapter 2

II

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Bo was eleven months old, a little ball of meat in open pants, just able to take two steps off the ground with her hands tied, when her dad was gone.

The way he died was pretty vicious, a car accident - he was walking home from his night shift in the dark, and on the way he figured he'd take a shortcut while no one was around, so he pedaled his two-wheeled bike onto the motorway, and just as he got up there, he was hit by a truck, and thrown straight out for several meters.

Even the man and the car, together flattened, and never drummed back.

Wei Qian and his family also once again came to the situation of orphans and widows.

It's not really a big deal, with so many orphaned and widowed families all over the world - like the family of Asako, who sells doughnuts every morning.

Everyone else wiped away their tears, straightened their backs, and lived as if they were human beings.

But Weiqian soon discovered to his horror that his beautiful and affectionate "mom" had turned into an evil bitch overnight.

She was so sad that she seemed to have decided that her life was more bitter than bitter cauliflower, and she no longer wanted to live, so she intensified her efforts to make death, and she was gifted and experienced in this area, so she made a good handful of deaths.

Wei Qian lives day to day in a cup and a half - he has to go to school himself, he has to get money somehow, he has to take care of his little sister who can't even speak, and he has to defend himself against the crazy woman who can explode at any moment.

In the later days, Wei Qian didn't even dare to leave Song Xiaobao alone at home.

Every day he goes to school, he sends Xiaobao upstairs to Sanfat's house or the hemp family who owns a small restaurant, entrusts Sanfat's mom or hemp's mom to take care of him for a day, and then picks up Xiaobao back after school at night.

Wei Qian live in the heart and soul exhausted, the weight of life all of a sudden put him to lift his head, adults still can not carry, let alone a child.

There was a period of time, Wei Qian secretly hid a knife, every night when he slept, he held a knife in one hand, one hand holding a small treasure, see the knife, he wanted to rush out to kill his mother, see the small treasure, he had to collect his mind, lie back in bed, gently patted her back, the humming to be awakened by the little one back to sleep.

He also had a little sister, which was a living thing, a human being, just as miserable as he was, born in such a family, and he was the eldest brother, so he had to raise her at least.

Hamlet wrestled with a long question, "To be or not to be," and Wei Qian spent his childhood wrestling with an even longer question, "To kill his mother, or not to kill him? ".

He lives like a dog and is in the mood to dwell on such philosophical issues, he may be destined to be something in the future.

During this time, both Three Fatty's mom and Pocky's mom helped him a lot.

SanFat and Pocky were both his hairdressers, SanFat's family were mercenary and vulgar, Pocky and his mother and son were cowards who couldn't kick a fart out of three feet - there were no high society people living in the neighborhood with them - yet the mercenary and vulgar neighbors were old-fashioned and cowardly, silent little people who are also willing to do him favors if he asks.

Three fat mother is not like hemp mother dare not speak out, she sometimes can not stand to see, righteous indignation simply hate to spit in the face of Wei Qian's mother, but in the end did not come to pass.

This is nothing, Wei Qian knows that she does not dare, because although the three fat mom is poor and cross, but after all, it is a virtuous woman, virtuous women do not dare to easily mess with the bitch/bitch, just like decent people do not dare to easily mess with the ground hooligans.

Then later, Wei Qian's mom finally died without living up to her reputation.

Wei Qian calmly accepted this fact, he knew that she actually hadn't wanted to live for a long time.

Wei Qian's mother was woken up from the happiest life in her own life with a blow, the bitterness in her heart is incomprehensible to others, how can she not think, how can she not adapt to, so it is right to fall back into the old ways, and then even more intensified - she went to drugs.

She first accompanied her clients to smoke white flour, and afterward they fucked together in the clouds, and when they were happy they would stuff tips into her bra and panties, and she relied on these moments of light to escape the reality of her defenselessness.

Then, her addiction escalated uncontrollably and she began shivering and injecting herself intramuscularly.

That period of time, Wei Qian's home has had a lot of needles, usually afraid of Xiaobao see into the mouth, Wei Qian every day to clean the house three or four times, see the needles will be put away and destroyed.

When his mom died, she had all her stuff burned in a fire by Weiqian - she ended up dying of AIDS, contracted by a needle.

When you come out, you always pay back.

These are the aphorisms that punks use to act tough, and they are also the last words that the woman left for Wei Qian's siblings.

Wei Qian his mother dying, the image of living like a monster, the whole person is thin into a bone, hair is almost lost, the face is seriously deformed, a pair of eyes originally larger than others bulged out, the skin large large pieces of ulceration, can not see a little traces of the young and beautiful, is simply a dirty and smelly toad.

Toad she was as good as a man's word, and she looked at her two children with almost warm eyes, and said frankly, "Alas, out of the blue, there is always payback, and I have long known that such a day would come."

Wei Qian snorted, thinking that she was farting, if she had known that there would be such a day, she shouldn't have come out to fool around back then, shouldn't have taken drugs, and shouldn't have dressed up as a demon or devil to go to a nightclub to sit on a table just for the sake of a few bucks and a hunt.

She should be like countless crane-like chicks, wearing a school uniform that probably doesn't fit as well as it should, getting a row of silly floppy hair in front of her forehead, sitting upright in class listening to the teacher talk about analytic geometry, and then getting into a college, working, getting married or left over ...... whatever it takes to live like a decent human being.

Even if she's extraordinarily stupid and can't learn anything, at least she can still go and babysit for people, do odd jobs and sell breakfast ......

That way she might live until she's ninety and get to see her grandchildren get married and have children.

But she didn't, she chose to be a goody-two-shoes lunatic woman, growing that flowery look for nothing.

Wei Qian realized that he finally get rid of this crazy woman, finally will never see her again, his heart can not restrain sadness, as if he saw a large amount of life and time in front of him running through the wind, and he did not even have time to smell a handful of exhaust, everything has gone up in smoke.

But he didn't want to show any emotion, he thought that he deserved to hate this woman, and all feelings for her were weak and criminal, so Wei Qian forced himself to think this way - she deserved this.

Wei Qian ordered himself to remember his five years of hell and asked her with his deepest indifference, "Bitch, why did you give birth to us?"

The woman looked perplexed for half a second and replied, "Who knows?"

Wei Qian is out of anger, if there is no her "who knows", maybe his generation has been reincarnated into a rich second generation or official second generation, now may also be able to look like a dog!

So he gave her a little shove on the shoulder and cursed, "Fuck you."

It was really just a gentle push - who knew the next moment she wouldn't be able to do it.

She convulsed, her eyes opening as wide as ping-pong balls, and then collapsed backwards for a full five minutes, gasping into a dried-up bellows and suffering a raw bloodbath before she finally managed to buck up.

That year Wei Qian was less than thirteen weeks old, still a green young man, just in the second year of junior high school, with a little sister dragging two lines of snot - Xiao Bao is five years old, do not know shit, will only be on the side of the dumbfounded big brother and mom.

Wei Qian froze and let the woman's body exhibited in the house for two days, to the point that it was stinking, and he didn't think of what to do with it.

The place where the dead slept was more expensive than the living, and selling their siblings couldn't afford a cemetery plot - not to mention that Wei Qian wasn't even going to pay for sending it to the crematorium - his mom was already dead, and the dead could make do anyhow, but he had to stay alive, and he had to pay his tuition fees, and he also had to feed his Sister.

In the end, Wei Qian decided to find a good day, make do with a broken cooler to roll the body, thrown directly into the garbage, so that she degraded back to nature on their own to go.

But did not wait to implement, Wei Qian fucking a few little sisters found their house, with the fact that even Qin Hui, there are three melon and two dates of friends.

They spread money together to do her funeral, kind of send her away, a woman told Wei Qian, she was born not decent, should not die also so undignified.

Managing the aftermath of the remaining a little money, they left Wei Qian and his sister Xiaobao, Wei Qian and rummage through the box to sell some jewelry left by the woman, these things turned out to be the life of the woman ...... No, more valuable than life.

Her baby boy had been looking at them for a long time, and when she closed her eyes, she immediately shook them out and sold them.

With this little bit of meager savings, Wei Qian lived the days of raising a small drag, hard for more than a year, he graduated from junior high school.

The three days of the midterm ended, and on the last day, Wei Qian handed in his papers and rode his bike home.

He studied like a man, worked odd jobs as a punk, and didn't let his grades get in the way, because school was his only link to the words "future" and "hope" and "decent life. Because school was the only connection he had to the words "future" and "hope" and "decent life", he desperately wanted to hold on to them.

Along the way Wei Qian bought a few steamed buns, parked the car in a large area of silos built in a simple bicycle shed, carrying things toward home, he saw the little cub.

With his thin hands and skinny, bony feet, the little cub just seemed to have a big head, a little taller than Bao, but not by much, maybe about her size.

He was wearing an adult's "two-pole beam" undershirt, bare underneath, no shoes, soup and water on the undershirt, all kinds of things, it looks like a beautiful piece of the motherland and the mountains are beautifully red, and he was pulling out garbage next to the garbage heap of a small hutong to eat.

Such a little thing, I don't know how he survived, even the wild dogs bullied him, when Wei Qian passed by, the little cub was confronting a dog in a small alley - for half a can of canned beef that someone had thrown away.

The wild dog is skinny but not small, with red eyes, I don't know if it has rabies, but it's probably a hero among dogs if it can survive when the city's dog-fighting campaign is in full swing.

Originally Wei Qian is not going to pay attention to, like this kind of cub, a month always can see a, accidentally was born, accidentally live, not yet have both parents life, after a while almost also died, but just when Wei Qian glanced to that side, is that the human dog love is not yet the cub actually happened to also look up at him.

Just such a moment of opportunity, the wild dog seized, see its opponent a distraction, immediately pounced over, the little cub is probably surrounded by people for a long time, the reaction is very agile, to the side of a pounce, and dodged over, so that the wild dog is good to die to pounce on the soles of the feet of the Weiqian teenager.

The beast, red-eyed and with a whirring motion in its nostrils, as if it were red-eyed with impatience and hostile, barked at an innocent mass of people who were beating the bushes, and bared a mouthful of large yellow teeth.

Wei Qian is calculating the problem of how to solve the tuition fee in case he gets into high school, he didn't intend to pay attention to it and lifted his leg to go, but I don't know what this beast was thinking, but he actually lowered his head and rushed at his ankle to take a bite.

Wei Qian was busy shrinking his leg and missed the bite.

Wei Qian was thirteen or fourteen years old, with a dead father and dead mother and a sister who could only sniffle, and in a miserable situation where even though he played top-notch on his exams, he didn't always get in. It is not normal for a child to grow up like this to be cynical - because that would mean that he would be too good at acting and would probably turn into a highly intelligent sociopath in the future.

So is full of annoyance in the middle two teenagers on the spot anxious, raised his leg to give the wild dog a foot, he grew up and gangsters, accustomed to hands-on fights, the weight of this foot is not light, directly kicked the big dog to the wall, the wild dog is still unforgiving, and a bite in the Weiqian's shoes - fortunately, this pair of shoes is to pick up the plastic shoes, although hard and not breathable, but good sturdy, did not bite through.

Wei Qian flung a bit, see can not shake off this dead dog, so with his feet vigorously stepped on the stomach of the wild dog, and from the side to pick up a brick, under the hard hand smashed in this dog in the head of the Magnificent, smashed a bit, the Magnificent will be loose, smashed twice, the Magnificent will be a head of the head of the blood, completely become a ghost male.

People, and dogs, are really all the same at this time of year and in places like this - as if some people have suits and nice houses and cars, and some dogs are regularly groomed and oiled. And there are other people and dogs who are doomed to tear and fight and bleed and sweat for some ridiculous and pathetic reason on a trail like this that is full of trash.

The same man has a different life, and the same dog has a different life.