Wanjie takeaway

Beckard lowered his head and kicked a newly-appeared pebble, raised a smile and said softly to Wei Dao: "So you want to know this."

He frowned, seemed a little puzzled, looked at Wei Dao and asked, "Are you not interested in me at all? I'm so sad."

Wei Dao laughed: "If you tell me the answers to these questions, I will be interested in you, how about it?"

Becked shook his head, as if he wanted to hear the sound of water in his head, and said with a smile, "It's a shame, you want to ask me a question, what are you going to give in exchange?"

Wei Dao also smiled: "You asked me to ask, and you still want me to exchange, where is the loss? Isn't this clearly a big profit."

Beck pulled Wei Dao's hand, and walked staggeringly on the road, like a marionette with sketchy facial features and a smile, walking on a single-plank bridge with a scribbled king's scepter. He could walk very steadily, but he had to put on a pose Swaying, as if it was an act of dedicating oneself to the effect of the program.

He closed his eyes and asked: "If you want to ask me a question, of course you have to pay me. I don't pick and choose. It's okay to barter, pay with one hand, or deliver with one hand. What do you think?"

Wei Dao didn't let go of his hand, took him on the road, slowed down and said, "You're right, but suddenly I don't want to ask."

Beckard laughed and said, "That's not okay. You promised me, and you can't go back on it. Going back on it easily will damage your reputation. If you don't believe me, I'll tell everyone about it, and you'll know."

Wei Dao didn't take it seriously: "Then what do you want?"

He cheated and said, "I don't have anything. When I got here, I was penniless. I didn't prepare much for a change of clothes. What do you want?"

Beckard smiled and said, "I don't want those."

His smile fell: "It's useless for me to take those. In this kind of place, good things don't last long, and they may not last if they are held in their hands. Who knows if people will still be alive when they wake up? I am here, Even if they really got good things, there are not many people who know the goods.

People who don't know the goods see it, they just think I'm a fake, and those who know the goods see it, I'm afraid they will take it away. "

Wei Dao nodded: "But I don't have any good things, even if I have, I'm not here, I didn't bring them here, what do you say?"

Beckard smiled and said, "It's also easy. You are a complete person, and I think it's good."

Wei Dao raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "You want me?"

Beckard laughed loudly: "Just a word, how do you make it so strange?"

Wei Dao gave him a hand, but he couldn't move for a while, and Beckard threw himself into his arms, still laughing, and almost fell to the ground, almost rolling.

After laughing, Beckard leaned against Wei Dao as if his whole body was weak, like an octopus, with all eight tentacles hugging Wei Dao, refusing to let go at all. This strength was like a dragon hugging Wei Dao in a cave. His own golden treasure, but looking at the intersecting arms, it is clear that Wei Dao is doing his best. He almost scooped up Becked with all his strength to maintain his balance.

That's because I didn't have any strength and I left this to add to the chaos.

Wei Dao stretched out his arms to lift Beckard out, and said maliciously in a low voice, "If you do this again, I'll throw you out, and you'll have a big somersault."

Beckard smiled and pressed Wei Dao's arm to stand firm. Wei Dao withdrew his arm, patted his sleeve, and took a look at him before leaving.

Beckard followed Wei Dao up and down and asked, "Hey, do you know the way?"

Wei Dao did not speak.

Beck pulled La Weidao's sleeve: "Are you angry? Don't, you can't go back if you get lost."

Wei Dao shook his head imperceptibly.

Beckard saw it, and said with a smile: "As expected, you are not angry, and I know that you are not a stingy person."

He jumped to Wei Dao again, let go of his hand and said, "Let me tell you a story."

His wobbling figure stabilized, his hands were behind his back, his head was lowered, he looked at the ground, then at Wei Dao's side face, and said softly, "Night Breeze is the best place for storytelling."

He looked at Qian Lu and said with a smile: "Our tradition in Area 99 is to tell stories to strangers who come from afar in the night wind."

In fact, the stories here are all the same.

And no outsiders are interested.

Becker lowered his head and said, "I don't know much about the clinic's story.

Dr. Minghuo is the owner of the clinic. In his early years, he had a wife who died after giving birth to him a pair of children.

His son and I used to be classmates, and he died when he was a child.

His daughter is not familiar with me. She said that she wanted to be a doctor when she grows up, but after she went to school, she didn’t know where she went. She didn’t send a single letter back all these years.

Either on the battlefield, or there are no bones left, or maybe they want to break away from this place and never come back.

The other doctor is Zang Lao, who is generally called the old doctor.

Correspondingly, Doctor Minghuo is a young doctor. He is about ten years younger than the old doctor.

I'm not sure about the specifics. They said it a long time ago, and they don't usually mention it. If someone keeps asking, they will get angry and won't say it once or twice. No matter how disobedient the children are, they will hit the wall Too much, and I am not interested in this kind of question anymore.

Over time, no one said, and no one asked.

Originally, the clinic was run by a very nasty fierce woman, like a dominatrix, who often stood at the door with her hips crossed and yelled at the road outside. When children wanted to go to the doctor, she insisted on making things difficult for the orphans and asking their parents.

When the old man went to see a doctor, she asked the old man to take the young man with him, saying that it was unsafe and irresponsible.

In our place, where can we find so many healthy young people to accompany us to see a doctor?

Most of the children are orphans, most of the old people stay at home and get moldy, and the young people are either missing arms or broken legs, almost all of them are injured.

She just made things difficult on purpose and refused to admit it, unless there was a quarrel, she couldn't win the quarrel, and she couldn't say anything else, so she put her arms around her hips and yelled at us confidently, so what?Hats off to her again?Shameless stinky monkey.

It's all about what she said.

Later, the owner of the store left and was about to sell the clinic. The fierce woman made a fuss. She had no choice but dragged her things and left. The nurse and the old doctor with a face help and also give money.

Some people said that the money was obtained by selling the things of Dr. Minghuo's dead wife, and others said that the money was obtained by selling the dead wife of Dr. Minghuo.

Dr. Minghuo didn't say what was going on.

In the beginning, the clinic only treated eyes. Dr. Minghuo was always in the clinic, and his room was upstairs. The nurse lived in the basement, and the door would be closed at night. As the war drew nearer, Dr. Minghuo stopped going upstairs to rest. Lou just made a bed and slept. The nurse was still the same, not talking much, her voice was soft and diligent, and she always covered her face with a hat and mask, revealing only a pair of the most silent eyes.

The old doctor was conscripted out, went to the battlefield several times, and came back with an eye injury. He has been an old bachelor, went to school, and taught a little. At that time, people called him an old teacher.

It didn't take long for the school to run out of money to pay salaries, and the students also ran away, and those who went to the battlefield went to the battlefield, but he returned to the clinic, still an old doctor.

Dr. Minghuo doesn't like to hear about his family's affairs. I don't know what he likes. If he is given a large box of medicines, he will probably be happy.

The old doctor doesn't like war, nothing in particular. He's an old smoker. Speaking of which, we are still somewhat related, far away. It is said that he was entrusted by a dying distant relative and comrade-in-arms to find a certain postman. .

The relative relationship is probably, his mother's brother's son's wife's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's wife's brother's brother's brother's brother's wife's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's brother's wife's brother's brother's family members, etc. They are neither the same mother nor the half-brother. , Anyway, he died a long time ago, and if he made a mistake, he would not come back to life.

The old doctor accidentally met a photographer who was fleeing on the road. He helped him, and the photographer asked him to go to his own house. If there was no one at home, he would go to the neighbor's house.

The old doctor couldn’t find anyone at the photographer’s neighbor’s house. He saw a casually placed photo, which seemed to be a family portrait. Someone looked familiar, so he took the photo away and went to look for the postman. The postman died. One day, a letter was delivered to the postman, and the letter was delivered to the old doctor.

The letter said that the old doctor's comrade-in-arms was the brother of the postman's brother-in-law. The postman died on the battlefield. If anyone came to find him, he could go to his sister's son, who might be in the 99th area.

The old doctor went around and came back again. He found no one in the 99th district. After going to the [-]th district, it is collectively called the garbage area.

After the [-]th district, the old doctor found a child on the family photo, the child was about to die, the war over there was more intense than here, the child was too hungry to walk, the old doctor finally recognized him Yes, he said, met before.

He also called the old doctor uncle, and almost called him grandpa. The old doctor didn't remember it. The child said that when he was very young, he followed an uncle to visit relatives and met the old doctor at relatives and neighbors.

The old doctor really couldn't think of it, let's forget about it, the child died over there, and the body exploded with the enemy in the building.

On the way back to District 99, the old doctor found me. I was the son of my sister whom the postman entrusted him to find.Our relationship is said to be far away, and said to be close, it is also the closest.

When the old doctor took me into Area 99, he smoked a cigarette and told me everything that happened on the way.

He didn't say that I was not allowed to tell others, but up to now, I have only told you one.

In the past, I also went to the time when the old doctor went to teach in school and was called the old teacher. "