Fog Township

In the afternoon, the number of customers in the old oil workshop gradually thinned out. After finishing the last account of the day, the messes went to Amin's house after putting away the belongings.Amin was sitting by the window, staring at the street outside in a daze.The prostitute said hello to Amin: "Hey! What are you thinking? Are you so preoccupied?" Amin then reacted, and hurriedly said: "It's nothing. I'm looking at the sun today. Such a sunny day."

The prostitute pouted and said, "Why don't you go to accompany your injured friend?"

Amin replied: "You mean Yusheng? He is recovering very well now, his bones are healing, and he doesn't need me to accompany him." There is an ambiguity in Amin's words that he didn't even notice.

Ya Niang raised her voice and said, "In that case, I'd like to see him." Saying this, she stepped into the yard and into Yu Sheng's room.

Ya Niang and Yu Sheng's eyes were facing each other, and they looked at each other.Yu Sheng opened his mouth first, and said: "You must be the prostitute of the childhood sweetheart that Amin mentioned to me, right?" The prostitute replied: "Yes." At this time, Amin also followed.Jiao Niang stared at Yu Sheng, and saw that he was an uncle in his 20s, so there must be a big gap in age between him and A Ming, let alone the gap in experience.So she said politely: "Hello, Uncle. The name of the younger generation is Tan Yaniang, and she and A Ming have been neighbors since childhood." Yu Sheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Hey! Not bad , I’m ten years older than you, so there’s nothing wrong with calling me that.” The prostitute then said, “Your injury should be almost healed. I think it will take another ten days and a half months to recover. At that time, I will He and Amin will take you around Chaba." Yu Sheng said, "Thank you for your kindness, I still plan to go home as soon as I recover from my injury, I haven't contacted my family for so long, they must be very worried "Young girl nodded and said: "That's what it should be. I wonder who else is in your family?" Yusheng said: "Father left early, and now only mother and a married sister are left." Niang continued to ask: "I see, Uncle, you are really surprised that a good-looking person has not yet married. It is normal for us Chaba men to marry a wife at the age of sixteen or seventeen." Yu Sheng smiled and said: "Our situation is different. , I haven’t found a suitable one yet.”

Seeing that the prostitute seemed to want to ask questions, Yu Sheng first smiled and asked: "I see that you, a little girl, like to inquire about people's privacy, do you want to get married?" After getting a general understanding of Yu Sheng, provoking The mother let go of her defenses and said relaxedly: "If I have a crush on someone, I must sing loudly to him at the daughter's meeting to show my friendship. It's best if he accepts, even if he doesn't accept me, as long as he accepts me. When I have an explanation for myself, I won’t regret it.”

Seeing her calm expression and full of confidence, Yu Sheng said casually: "I think you really have the heroic spirit of a heroine among women. If you dare to love and hate, which man would not like it? Then you just sing, lest the men compete with you." Grab it, you'll be dazzled by the time!" Although the prostitute was generous and straightforward, she couldn't help but show the shyness of the little girl when she heard her words, she blushed and stopped making a sound.

Seeing that both of them were silent, Amin changed the subject and asked the prostitute, "Is the oil factory very hard recently?" The prostitute replied, "Yes, this is the busiest time of the year. If it’s too late and the rapeseed gets rained, it’s not good.” Amin continued to ask: “I saw the boy next to you today is very clever and diligent, whose family is he?” He retorted: "He is the only son of Lao Tan, the master of my family's oil workshop. His name is Abao. He is not a servant. Speaking of fate, he was born in the same year as you and me. When I saw him, I also felt very kind. Later, we became good friends, but he has been helping out in the oil factory and rarely goes out, so you just look at him."

"The old Tan you mentioned is the Tan worker who often helps my house repair the yard?" Amin asked.

"Well, it's him." The prostitute nodded, and then introduced the situation of Ah Bao one by one.It turned out that Abao was also a poor child. His mother passed away due to illness when he was ten years old. He and his father depended on each other for life. Helping out with laying hands is convenient for taking care of, and it also increases income for the family. Lao Tan works in an oil workshop. The roof has also helped the Amin family a lot over the years.This Ah Bao was born clever, ever since he came to the old oil workshop, he was eager to learn and ask questions, endured hardships and stood hard work, within a short period of time, he was able to do all kinds of work with ease and helped the oil workshop a lot.

Po is a master at whistle.Any leaf on the side of the road can make a beautiful note in his mouth.According to what he said, it was taught by his grandfather when he was a child. His grandfather used a small piece of bamboo pipe to make a simple flute and taught him to play it. He was naturally clever and learned by analogy, so he learned this special skill of blowing leaves.

After listening, Yu Sheng said with great interest: "When will you call him, so that we can open our eyes."

The prostitute said: "Those are all trivial tricks, which are not eye-catching. When I have time, I will call him, and we will set up a dragon gate together to get acquainted." The prostitute continued: "It's getting late, I won't bother gone."

The prostitute pushed open the door, and Amin said, "I'll see you off." So he followed out.The two walked in silence one after the other, seeming to have something to say, but they seemed to be waiting for the other to speak first.

The air at night was humid and solemn, and the girl suddenly stopped, turned her head to Amin and said, "I thought there was something special about foreigners, but it turned out to be no different from our Chaba people." She patted Amin on the shoulder, The tone became a little cheerful and said: "Take good care of him. Come to the oil shop to play with me when you have time. I'll go back first." Then he blinked and disappeared into the night lightly.