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It’s not just Jiu’er’s high-end massage club for blind people, the opposite sister who has nothing to do, raised her chin, "Boss Ren, you said you will come next time, why don’t you come?"

When Ren Kuan turned his head, wasn't this the kiln sister who asked him to take care of the business last time?Suspenders with a low cut and a short skirt, the top and bottom are half covered, the eye shadows have several colors, and the pink nails are knocked on the cheeks, colorful like a Christmas tree, the color difference jumps so much that it dazzles Ren Kuan's eyes pain.

The women here, everyone knows that Ren Kuan will fight with each other and have a sex addiction. If he is really asked to go, he doesn't want to go. Well, they know best if they don't do it cleanly. If you have money to spend on them, it's better to pack leeks. You throw money into the water and there will be no splash. People eat a lot of leeks, but they can massage.

Holding the cigarette holder in one mouthful, a bright red flame came out from the tip of the cigarette, Ren Kuan said unhurriedly: "The store is still open, next time."

"I have time to cook for Jiu'er. I really want you to come and play. You are busy again. Boss Ren, you can't just take care of his business. Everyone is a neighbor."

Sister Yao has a pair of mandarin duck eyes, according to the fortune tellers on the street, the eyes are delicate and slightly round, as beautiful as peach blossoms, the eyes are ruddy, with nine grains of sand faintly, rich in emotion, and easy to think about prostitution.

Ren Kuan smiled apologetically, before she could speak, Sister Yao said to Jiu'er again: "Jiu'er, you have another regular customer in the future, Wang Rui is not kind, you want a hundred more?"

Wang Rui is Jiu'er's proprietress, and the whole street could hear her scolding in the morning, and no one knew that she opened her mouth to deceive new customers.

Letting Ren Kuan suffer from being dumb, Jiu'er would rather admit his mistake by himself, always feeling that it would be embellished if he said it from someone else's mouth, but when it came to Ren Kuan's ears, it would have a different meaning.

Jiu'er, who had confessed just now, immediately panicked when she heard Sister Yao's words, stood up abruptly, holding the plate at a loss, "Brother Kuan... I'll pay you back when I get paid..."

The Jiu'er in front of him was like a kitten with fried hair, terrified, if he couldn't see it, he would have jumped on Ren Kuan immediately to prevent him from running away.

Ren Kuan pressed Jiu'er's head, "Whoever wants your money, sit and eat your meal."

Thinking that Jiu'er is so sensitive, what else can Ren Kuan do, give this little blind man a reassurance, others can scare him with casual remarks, but he has repeatedly emphasized that he seems not to listen.

It seemed to be said to Jiu'er, and it seemed to be said to the Yao sister opposite, "One hundred is one hundred, I will take you out and ask for one hundred, and go to your store for less than one hundred."

In order to reassure Jiu'er, Ren Kuan said again: "At worst, I will go to your massage shop often in the future. This is the head office. Don't worry about the 100 yuan."

The self-defeating sister Yao rolled her eyes, and it would be useless to say more to the man who couldn't seduce her, she turned her head and yelled at the passing workers, "Come in and sit down."

The worker who just came off the construction site was covered in a layer of dust from head to toe, and wiped his hands awkwardly, "Why are we sitting like this?"

Sister Yao is indeed better at talking than the blind man in the massage club opposite, "You can also sit, and I can't ask you for 100 yuan."

He secretly taunted Jiu'er, but Jiu'er didn't take the woman's words to heart, only heard the man smile innocently, looked up and down for a while, and stooped into the small hotel.

The skin and meat business came and went quickly, Ren Kuan turned around with pursed mouth, and Jiu'er had already eaten all the fried rice in the bowl.

Ren Kuan chuckled, and sat down next to Jiu'er. Before he could think, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed Jiu'er's cheek, "It's quite edible."

Chiu'er put the plate on her knees, covered her cheeks and smirked.

It's not that Ren Kuan is difficult to speak, Jiu'er is really a bit silly when he smiles, a small face is raised, the corners of the mouth are wide open, the small canine teeth are showing sharp tips, the dimples are extremely deep, round and absent-minded His eyes were narrowed into a slit, not to mention how stupid he was.

Stupid is a little silly, but it won Ren Kuan's heart. Unlike other people, who roll their eyes and roll their eyes, they are calculating others. Getting along with Chiu'er is simple and easy, like a free-range animal on the side of the road. little kitten.

Free-range breeding is also raising, and raising it outside makes Ren Kuan think about it in his heart. He always thinks about whether his kitten has eaten and whether he has been bullied by others. Being an owner has to worry about this.

From this day on, Ren Kuan always made snacks for Chiu'er in different ways. The general stir-fry soup is not easy to bring, and the most he makes are buns, steamed dumplings and dim sum.

After working for an hour or two at noon every day, Ren Kuan took advantage of Wang Rui's spare time to go to the massage shop when he was playing cards, and happened to stagger the time with this girl, saving her endless troubles.

Chives eat a lot and are not picky eaters. Whether it is thin-skinned steamed buns with a lot of stuffing, or sweet and soft bean paste cakes, leeks are always coming. They bite too much but swallow slowly, with slightly bulging cheeks. Not stingy to praise Ren Kuan's delicious food.

The two of them sat in the massage parlor for an hour or two. In Ren Kuan's opinion, the business of Chiu'er was indeed not good. At least he never saw a regular customer come to visit Chiu'er. Ren Kuan was secretly worried about Chiu'er. .

The sun was scorching. Fortunately, there was a commercial parasol above the head, but it was not enough to keep out the heat. The two of them sat for a while, and beads of sweat dripped down their cheeks.

Ren Kuan could endure it, but he didn't expect that Jiu'er could endure it better than him. Liu'er is thin and not necessarily tall. When she sat on the steps, she moved her butt back a bit, put her thighs on the steps, and put her calves on the steps. Raise up slightly, and the feet can dangle back and forth in the air.

If he didn't know that Jiu'er couldn't see, Ren Kuan would not believe it. Such a lively and agile little boy would not be able to see. Compared with those blind people squatting in the dark corner, Jiu'er is much more vivid.

"What's the fun?" Ren Kuan pressed Jiu'er's head with one hand, and with a little force, he could make Jiu'er face him, "Don't worry, I see you have no business all day long, how many can you get a month?" Money?"

The leek that was pinned on the top of its head was like a kitten pinched by the back of its neck. It shrank its neck funny and blinked blankly. He raised four fingers and said, "Four hundred."

Chiu'er tilted his head, looking thoughtful, and added: "But the proprietress said, I can't carry money on me, it's easy to lose it." Chiu'er took out the more than ten yuan from his pocket, "So it's all in her Well, I don’t spend much money anyway.”

Isn't this fooling the little fool?The cigarette was caught between Ren Kuan's fingers, and he didn't smoke any more. He saw the ashes falling to the ground little by little, and the red star's cigarette lit up to the filter before he threw it on the ground.

"You haven't been paid as a co-author?" When Ren Kuan said this, he was suppressing his anger. He thought that four hundred would be enough to shock the world, but the proprietress is still a bottomless pit that can't be filled.

Jiu'er didn't seem to have any idea about salary, he could hear Ren Kuan's angry tone, but he didn't understand why Ren Kuan was angry, "I took it, but I lost it several times, anyway, I rarely use money. "

What does it mean to spend very little money at ordinary times, this black shop can't even have enough food, how can leeks spend very little money? "You don't go to the street? You don't usually add clothes or buy something to eat? There are so many places to spend money, why do you spend so little money?"

The strength on the top of the head increased obviously, and Jiu'er hugged Ren Kuan's hand tremblingly, he didn't know that any sentence could touch Ren Kuan, "I... rarely... go out..."

Ren Kuan has only been here for a short time, and his understanding of Jiu'er is very one-sided and superficial. He just knows that Jiu'er is a cheerful person, and he doesn't know anything about his family background. He rarely even enters this fancy massage parlor.

The people who live in this area can be called neighbors for the time being, but those who live on this street are all poor people, who can pity whom?

Jiu'er's blindness is not congenital. From the beginning of his memory, the sky was still blue, the grass was green, and he had seen his own appearance and the puppy running on the ground.

Later, there was an accident, he fell down the stairs, and Jiuer, who was only six or seven years old, lost his sight. His mother took him to the doctor several times, but it wasn't that he couldn't be cured, but it was just that he couldn't afford so much money.

His mother is like the kiln sister on the opposite side, who makes a living by picking up customers. She doesn't even know who Jiu'er's father is, and before she can have an abortion, Jiu'er can only be born by force.

Jiu'er knows every step here, every brick and every brick here, for no other reason, just because he lives here because of his size.

After being blind, he fell countless times. He remembered the number of steps from the first row to the last row, the number of steps between each platform, and the hot and cold water switch in the massage parlor. He was scalded After many times, the memory will naturally grow.

His mother also passed away when he was eight years old. People who do this kind of business can live a long life with good luck, but his mother belongs to the category with bad luck.

Later, he came to work in this massage parlor, and he relied on connections to earn a living. His mother and the lady boss were sisters. massage shop.

Jiu'er has never been to a school for the blind, does not know Braille, and is a complete illiterate.

Like a little wild cat living on the street, no one took Jiu'er to the street, and he didn't dare to go out easily. The unfamiliar environment would make him extremely nervous.

The sudden anger was extinguished by Jiu'er's words, but what was extinguished was the open fire, and the dark fire was still boiling hot under the soot, Ren Kuan couldn't tell what it was like.

He thought that people who go out and work hard are hard enough. He used to sleep at the station and eat instant noodles. But the world of the disabled is beyond his imagination.

Ren Kuan had never paid attention to the number of steps on the stone steps, until Jiuer mentioned it, he subconsciously counted them. The number of steps in each small section is different, some have twelve steps, some have only ten steps, it's nothing There are rules to speak of, and Jiu'er can only secretly remember them in his heart.

He didn't get any response from Ren Kuan, and Jiu'er was even more upset. He knew that he was not a good talker, and he didn't dare to say anything wrong in front of Ren Kuan. He didn't want Ren Kuan to hate him for it.

Jiu'er scratched at his fingertips helplessly, and whispered, "Actually, I'm just afraid...afraid of cars...so I seldom go out on the street..."