First volume of imprisonment Chapter 7: Spared
After returning to the inn, the gun captain carefully sorted out the money Zhu Hong gave him. Including the dimes, the total was thirty-three yuan. Hey, isn't this singing: I have thirty-three yuan in my pocket. But although the money is a little less, it is better than a wasted trip, and I also had a romantic time in the corn forest. Haha, it feels different to fuck someone else's wife. Do you want to stay for two more days? Do it a few more times! There were all kinds of thoughts in his mind, but if he really wanted to stay, the gun captain didn't have the courage to do it. If they were caught in an affair, they would be unable to get away. Then he thought again, I can go back and find a place to work now, which is not a difficult thing. After searching all my belongings and adding the thirty-three yuan given by Zhu Hong, I still have a total of one hundred and seventy-seven yuan. This amount of money is still a little short of going home, and I have to think of a way, but I definitely can't stay here any longer. What if Zhu Hong, this slutty woman, suddenly has water in her head and refuses to have sex with me?
After a good sleep, I took a minibus to leave the old store early the next day. After arriving at the train station, I looked at the route and found that I had to go to Wuhan first and then transfer to Sichuan. This was the shortest way, but I didn’t have enough money. I had to think of a way. Anyway, if one person is full, the whole family will not be hungry. I will think of a way when I get to Wuhan.
It was the fifth day, and Gun Chang had been helping people carry goods at the railway station, earning several dozen yuan a day. He went to buy a pair of anti-theft underwear and put all the money in the underwear. Today, he met a boss of the same age, who felt very sympathetic to Gun Chang. Seeing that he was very thin, he gave him an extra fifty yuan. When Gun Chang took the money, he cursed in his heart: "Do you think I'm a beggar? This is hard labor money, why don't you give me more since you are so generous?" The man later took on several more deliveries, and each time he brought Gun Chang with him, and then secretly gave him some extra tips, so Gun Chang didn't curse him from the bottom of his heart. But he was very proud of himself and thought he was popular. But one night, when he returned to the waiting hall, he was robbed by several Hunanese people, and his clothes were stripped off, and even the money in his underwear was not hidden. Gun Chang was so scared that he almost fainted, but just begged them not to kill anyone and asked for anything. When the police took him to the duty room, the gun captain finally came to his senses. Although he didn’t say anything, he cursed the comrade in front of him in his heart. You only come here because you have no money. What do you eat normally? The police’s attitude was very good. While comforting the gun captain, he cooked a bowl of noodles for him. The gun captain didn’t care about that and finished it in a few seconds. He smacked his lips and was half full. The police comrade made him another big bowl and handed a few of his old clothes to the gun captain. It was the early summer weather, so he didn’t need to wear too many clothes. After the police asked about the matter, they were a little helpless! The farmer in front of him came out to look for his wife who ran away from home. He finally earned some money for the trip, but was robbed. The police couldn’t understand the gun captain’s dialect and swear words, but they knew he was very angry.
There was no choice but to report to the leader. In the end, it was decided that he could take the train from Wuhan to Chongqing for free, and he could have two meals on the train, and the people there would take care of him when he arrived in Chongqing.
After arriving in Chongqing, who would care about this cunning peasant? The gun chief was not worried. Once in Chongqing, he could basically stand up straight. He meant that he finally didn't have to speak the tongue-twisting Mandarin and speak with a strong Sichuan accent. He went to the train station to help people carry goods, but this time it was no good. No one came to him, and the loader inside drove him out, saying that he had contracted it. The gun chief cursed inwardly: "Qiu! Contracting your mother is better, you think I have never seen the world, you are just afraid that I am popular and will rob you of your dog's money." Cursing like this was not a solution. His stomach was growling, so he had to sneak outside the station and ask at each snack bar. He repeated his words to the police dozens of times, and finally found a cleaning job in a steamed bun shop, with food but no accommodation, and five yuan a day. The gun chief sighed: A dignified gun chief has fallen to this point, but it's okay, fortunately no one knows him. So he helped out in the store during the day and slept in the passage of the underground mall at night. As a result, within a week, the boss started to complain. The smell of the gun chief stole the show of the buns as soon as he entered the store, so he had to send the gun chief away. After much persuasion and even trying to squeeze his eyes blind, he finally squeezed out a few tears. The boss gave him 50 yuan. After thanking him profusely and leaving, the gun chief thought of the young man who gave him a tip in Wuhan: Fuck your mother, if you hadn't given me more money, how could I be robbed? Now I really have become a beggar. Humph, when I get home, I can eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks...
The tender hen stewed in clear soup, the old bacon fried in raw, and the pickled cabbage and red bean soup from his hometown floated in his mind. He took the opportunity to eat more than ten dumplings in the bun shop, and then ran to the station like escaping, and took a long-distance bus, getting closer and closer to his hometown. When he was still 50 kilometers away from his hometown, the gun captain was ruthlessly driven off by the driver. No matter how the gun captain begged, it was useless. First of all, his money could only take him here, and secondly, he was dirty and smelly, just like a beggar. The beggar was pretending to be crazy, but the gun captain's eyes were rolling around and he was talking naughtily, so the driver was not polite.
"Fuck your mother! You think you're so great just because you have a broken car? If you don't take me, your car will overturn and you'll die, you damn bastard, and leave your father dead on the road. I curse you to be hit to death by rocks, bombarded to death by cannons, crushed to death by ten-wheel trucks, bitten to death by dogs... Dogs will die, fuck your mother!" The gun captain kept cursing in the direction of the cars, but he couldn't say anything. He had to run while fantasizing: I will see this damn car overturning in another kilometer. I'm here to save people and wait to watch your show. It would be best if some of them are still alive, then it would be really interesting to see colorful intestines, weird-shaped skulls, and white brains. Hehe, if no one finds out, I'll strip these damn cars naked!
It seemed that the gods had possessed him, or that the gun chief's curse was right. When he arrived at the accident site the next day, many of the dead were still in the ditch water in the valley. Halfway down the road, there were scattered gifts and clothes. The gun chief squatted on the side of the road and mixed in with the nearby farmers, watching. He couldn't believe his eyes. Is this true? I really scolded him! Damn it, fortunately, the bastard beat me out of the car, but if I hadn't been driven out, maybe the car wouldn't have flipped. Fuck it, these dead bodies are so good to look at. Oh, luckily I didn't eat. I watched several insurance company staff members taking pictures of the corpses. They would vomit for a long time after taking each picture. Three people took turns. At this time, there was no fear of dead people or anything, only nausea and vomiting. The gun chief was watching with relish and couldn't help bragging: "I was in this car yesterday. I was kicked off by the driver..." Several nosy farmers immediately surrounded him and began to ask the gun chief for details. The gun chief didn't dare to say that he cursed after being kicked off. He just kept boasting that he had escaped a disaster and would have good fortune in the future. He also counted the people in the car one by one. Others couldn't help but believe it. Several policemen heard what the gun chief said and hurried over to ask him to verify the identity of the deceased. Now the gun chief started showing off, saying who was from where, who was in the family, etc. He knew everything. After all, he had talked to people in the car and heard people talking about it. The police recorded it while asking people to verify it and look for family members. By the time the gun captain had finished his questions, he had been left there as a mummy, but he didn't care. He was still immersed in the excitement of not having a car accident. It was just a pity. If he had known earlier, he would have left faster. Maybe he could have gotten a few thousand yuan from the dead body. The nearby farmers must have made a fortune. Damn it, they didn't even share some of the profits with me. The whole family will be restless if they take the money from the dead!
Thinking this way, I put aside the unhappy things. After all, I survived a disaster! Yes, I went from the provincial capital to Xi'an, then from Xi'an to Henan, then from Henan to Hubei, and then from Hubei to Chongqing. Ha, I didn't have a penny on me. I just went half a circle, and finally I didn't catch a car accident. It seems that I will get rich. God doesn't want me to die! I rushed home happily. But when I got back to the field, I was a little scared, afraid that people would say I was a coward and a useless person. So I took a detour and ran back home. Fortunately, no one was at home. He also knew that his father at home would not lock the door. There was no lock in the first place. There was nothing to steal at home. He was the ancestor of thieves. Who would dare to come to his house to do anything? He went in with a little complacency and took the only fake military uniform and white shirt he had left at home. He got a handful of washing powder by the water tank of the neighbor's house and went down to the big puddle in the ravine to take a bath. The summer here is very hot, but now not many people go into the ditch to swim. The gun length is almost grown up in the water and has excellent swimming ability. This big pool of water in Shanyin is also blocked with stones and branches by a good brother from the family for playing in the water or taking a bath. Although it is only a small stream, the water is blocked between two stones weighing thousands of tons, which is a bit like a swimming pool.
First, I washed my hair carefully with detergent. Although my scalp felt a stinging pain, the gun leader was very proud when he saw the black color rising in the water. After washing, I became a good man again. Those who called me a beggar were really blind. But this time, all of them were killed. There were 27 people in the car, 23 of them died, and 4 were seriously injured. No one would recognize me for sure. Alas, why did I set up a gate in the first place?
I swam naked in the pool for several times, rubbed myself clean with the last bit of detergent, changed my clothes, soaked the clothes in the pool, carefully took out a cigarette hidden at home and lit it, sat on the stone, feeling indescribably comfortable and sweet, with some warm thoughts in my heart, recalling the corn forest in Henan, and now I am back to my hometown, in the corn forest, I regained my masculinity and killed other people's wives, he no longer recognized Zhu Hong as his wife, so he thought that doing things with Zhu Hong was taking advantage, and making her man wear a little green hat, haha. I finished the cigarette leisurely, then started to wash clothes, humming a little song and went home.
As soon as he entered the door, his father looked at him with a pair of bloodshot eyes, and then asked in surprise: "Why are you back?"
The gun captain ignored him and walked into his room, slamming the door shut. He was actually feeling very nervous. His father didn't ask any more questions, but just shouted at the door: "It's good to come back. The food at home is almost gone. You should think of a way."
The gun captain didn't respond, and cursed in his heart: I didn't eat at home, you ate all my share and asked me to find a way! But no matter what, he still had to find a way. It seemed that he had to go back to his old job. Anyway, no one knew that the gun captain was back, so he could borrow some at night. Thinking of this, he opened the door and shouted to his father: "Don't tell others that I'm back, otherwise there will be no food to eat!" His father also knew what he was thinking, and nodded. Who made him in poor health and unable to work? Let him do it himself , as long as he has food to eat.
The gun commander's daughter didn't say anything when she saw him. She looked at him with her lovely eyes as if she was looking at a stranger. The gun commander smiled at his daughter and waved, "Huahua, call me daddy." Huahua had two snotty noses and asked in a baby voice, "If you give me candy, I will call you." The gun commander was a little angry. He must have been some heartless bastard who tricked her into calling him daddy with candy. Feeling bored, he turned around and went into the house to sleep.
From then on, he hid during the day and came out at night. With his familiarity with the surroundings and his nimble hands and feet, he would sometimes get some potatoes, sometimes pick a few cabbages, or pick a few newly formed corn cobs. Occasionally, he would get some bacon or a hen. The food problem for the family of three was solved, and they were also well fed.
That night, the rifle commander got a small sack of rations from the vegetable field on the mountain. When he ran across a puddle, he heard the sound of water. He wondered who would come to the puddle to take a bath so late at night? It is now the dog days of summer, and the temperature here is extremely high. It is still so hot that people sweat at night. The gun commander hid the sack, climbed behind a big rock and looked inside in the moonlight. He saw a white and tender body paddling back and forth in the water. She was wearing nothing, with two cherries on her newly developed breasts, a small butt, and short legs, but her whole body was very white. The gun commander almost cried out. She couldn't see her face clearly, but it was definitely a little girl. The gun commander gritted his teeth, squinted his eyes and looked hard behind the rock. The person in the pool was like a skinned frog, with her hands and feet constantly flipping in the water, and sometimes swimming back and forth. She might think that no one would come to the pool now, so she was swimming very happily, gasping from time to time, and the gun commander's heart was pounding.
Ever since he eavesdropped on the live broadcasts of Hu Laodao and Liuwei, the Gun Captain would lie under the windows of some people's houses to eavesdrop these days. Because the country people go to bed early, the Gun Captain only overheard twice, but both times it was over in a few seconds. The Gun Captain cursed in his heart, what a fucking useless guy! With more times of lying down and his familiarity with the people nearby, the Gun Captain could also find out the pattern. On which days someone would do something, the Gun Captain would ambush under the window of the person in advance to eavesdrop. There were also people who could do something, but there was no sound. Except for the constant creaking of the bed, there was not even the sound of breathing. "A dumb ass selling his ass, he won't say a word until he dies!"
Looking at the living body in the pool, the gun chief's lower body had been swollen and painful for a long time. If he could sneak into the water and take her... Ha, ha, this thought made the gun chief's brain lose some blood. Although his heart was beating wildly, he really didn't dare to do it. Seeing that the person in the water had come ashore and started to put on clothes, the gun chief's mind was struggling. Should he do it or not? In the end, he didn't have the courage. He heard that rape would be punished by shooting, so he gave up. He accidentally saw the little girl's face and couldn't help but breathe a long sigh. This is the daughter of Uncle Zhang San. Uncle Zhang San died a long time ago, leaving behind an orphan and a widowed mother. The gun chief's mind was awakened. This little girl has grown so beautiful in half a year. She was a beauty when she was a child. Her mother was often harassed by some playboys. She is beautiful and one of the few beauties in the area. This little girl is about fourteen or fifteen years old, right?
Watching the person leave, the gun chief was very unwilling, very unwilling! But there was nothing he could do. He wanted to seduce her, but he knew that the Zhang family would definitely take care of this matter, and he would not be able to swallow this pot. He repeated the scene in the water just now in his mind, and recalled the corn forest. The gun chief closed his eyes, reached in and fumbled, and couldn't help moaning.
The criminals in the body were released into the pool. The gunman thought maliciously that when the girl came back to swim, these things would get into her body and she would have her own seed. Haha, it was the same as being fucked by me. Thinking of this, he didn't feel uncomfortable anymore and walked home lightly.
