Chapter 3 Got?

The year before last, the picture of the old man pushing open the glass door appeared in Cai Gen's mind.

A pair of torn cotton shoes, a green army coat with exposed cotton, and a face full of wrinkles is full of chilblains.

The hand holding the bean bag was also full of mouths because of the labor, and he didn't dare to hand it forward, as if he was afraid of being robbed, but he just raised it to his chest to show it, as if he was holding some treasure.

"Boss, I made my own bean buns, 5 yuan, 10 pieces."

The old man's eyes at the beginning were shy, shy, and helpless, which could make Cai Gen empathize.

So, I bought a bun of beans.

Last year, the old man came again, the military coat had been replaced with a black cotton jacket, and the bean bag had risen from 5 yuan to 10 yuan.

In the eyes of the old man, he could still see the embarrassed expression because of the price increase, Cai Gen did not buy it, but agreed to change the meal to the old man.

This year, the old man's brand-new mask, snow-white gloves, and sturdy cotton shoes show that the old man's life has changed for the better.

Cai Gen didn't see anything in the old man's eyes, if he had to say anything, it was only the resentment of being rejected.

The old man on the ground, seeing that Cai Gen didn't seem to pay attention to himself, was hurt by his self-esteem.

Stubbornly stood up, dragged his twisted thighs, took a step forward, stretched out his blood-stained line gloves across the bar, grabbed Cai Gen's neck, and shouted angrily in his mouth,

"It's all your fault, you're responsible, you're going to..."

Cai Gen was in a fugue, and the hand that the old man stretched out did not dodge due to distraction.

The neck was caught, and the white gloves were slimy, with a lot of force, and it hurt to pinch.

reacted, instinctively grabbed the old man's wrist, and the moment he grabbed the old man's wrist.

The old man's words were interrupted, and he quickly let go of the hand that grabbed Cai Gen's neck, and began to retreat desperately.

Because his thighs could not be balanced well, he fell to the ground.

I couldn't take care of the bean bag in my hand, I held the ground with both hands quickly, and tried to retreat backwards, until my back was against the glass door, and there was no way to retreat, so I stopped.

The eyes that had become blood-red due to excitement just now were no longer angry, they were full of fear, and they asked tremblingly,

"Who was that just now? Where did I go? ”

Cai Gen wiped the blood stains on his neck, it was very sticky, and he rubbed his neck several times before he was relieved from the pain, looking at the old man's frightened expression, his heart became more and more depressed.

I'm not a dead man, so who of us is afraid of whom?

Seeing that the old man was far away from him, it was already the farthest distance, and the panic of seeing the dead man for the first time had calmed down, and he lit a cigarette again, and said lightly,

"That guy died last month, only 24 years old, the mine gas exploded, was stuffed inside, the gas boiled the groundwater, he soaked in the water for nine hours."

took a puff of his cigarette and continued to recall,

"The young man was an orphan since he was a child, and he used to suffer a lot, his wife was 8 months pregnant, and he didn't want his child to suffer like himself, so he worked overtime to save money for his confinement wife, but it didn't come out."

took another puff of cigarette and continued with a little embarrassment,

"The child was born prematurely this month, it is a son, and the two of them didn't see it, so they didn't see it for 1 month."

After listening to Cai Gen's words, the old man was stunned.

The narrow space, the stones on his body, the boiling water, the desperate howl, every minute and every second was torment, he experienced it for 9 hours.

The tenacious desire to survive, the expectation of the unborn child, and the concern for his wife, accompanied by great pain, tormented him for a full 9 hours.

It's a pity that a young life is gone, and it hasn't been gained.

didn't dare to approach the bar again, the old man began to want to leave, not wanting to be in the same space as Cai Gen, and said tentatively,

"Boss, am I leaving?"

Cai Gen seemed to be still thinking about what he had just said, immersed in the regret of the early death of a young life, and he didn't care, and replied,

"Well, let's go."

The old man ripped open the glass door, crawled out of the crack in the open door like a fleeing man, crawled past the light in front of the restaurant, and disappeared into the night.

The bell on the glass door, crisp and pleasant, also disrupted Cai Gen's contemplation, and when he touched his face, it turned out to be full of tears.

Scared and crying by the old man?

No, it should be because of the young man's experience, I feel sorry, I am just a month away from seeing my son.

What's wrong with trying to live? What's wrong with trying to make money? What's wrong with trying to make my son's life better?

That's right, why suffer that pain?

9 hours, Cai Gen also experienced those 9 hours, in addition to a lot of reasons in his heart, only tears were left on his face.

Although it was less than 9 puffs, Cai Gen still pressed the cigarette butt irritably, did he encounter a supernatural event?

The moment he grabbed the old man's wrist, he and the old man had the same feeling and saw the same picture.

Stretch out your hand, what's going on?

Everything happened like that, I don't know why, even the explanation to the old man, the young man's experience, seems to have been prepared in advance in his mind.

Is it topped?

Looking at the ground where the old man had just sat again, the blood stains dragged out of the thigh were gone, and the milky white floor was neat and clean.

Look at the quartz clock on the door, 2:10, two hours have passed, is it a hallucination just now? It must be.

However, the black spot on the bar that was burned by cigarette butts shattered Cai Gen's rationalization fantasy, and he wiped the black spot with his hand, which was still stubborn.

Follow the black dot and look at the two gods of wealth, do you pretend not to see?

Cai Gen lit another cigarette to stabilize his mood.

Let's call my wife tomorrow to take a look, this one is a little scary.

"You have a new takeout order, please deal with it immediately, you have a new takeout order, please deal with it immediately."

The harsh music, suddenly, frightened Cai Gen's heart twitching, and he hurriedly took orders on the computer next to the bar.

One look at the address, Red Romance Hotel, room 8804, two Taiwanese braised pork rice, two cans of beer.

I looked at the quartz clock again, and at half past two, well, it was time to replenish my strength.

Cai Gen smoked a cigarette, came to the back kitchen, skillfully lit the gas, boiled water, put two bags of Taiwanese braised pork in the pot, and covered the pot.

Open the refrigerator, take out two portions of rice, put it in two microwaves, screw it for 3 minutes, and start waiting.

I took a puff of my cigarette and began to think back to what had just happened, it should not be a hallucination.

Although Cai Gen is naturally timid, he has opened a 24-hour shop for 5 years, and ordinary bizarre things can also be resolved by strong psychological quality.

But this time, it's a little crazy, it's not an ordinary thing, right?

"Ding" and "Ding" two microwave reminders interrupted Cai Gen's thoughts again and put the cigarette on the ashtray.

Quickly take out the rice, remove the packet from the pot, open it with scissors, and pour it evenly over the rice.

Put the lid on the lunch box, put it in a plastic bag, and take the chopsticks, napkins, and spoons.

Tie the bag, put it in the takeout bag, and see that the cigarette has burned out, and take the takeout bag to the bar.

------Off topic------

The powerful dragon and the heroic tiger fight, look at it with cold eyes, like ants gathering and flies competing for blood; Right and wrong bee rise, gain and loss hedgehog xing, with cold feelings, such as smelting gold, such as soup to eliminate snow. Quoted from "Caigen Tan"