luck on thursday

Lin Qingyang prayed in her heart that the landlady's old lady would be kinder, at least because of his good boy appearance.

For God's sake, and for the sake of some goddamn god, forgive him for a few days, and when he gets a job, he won't be behind on any rent!

However, things always go the other way, which makes people feel at a loss.

After tossing around for most of the night, Lin Qingyang managed to fall asleep. In his dream, he was still in the small city of his hometown, without carrying a dilapidated black bag, and went north by train alone to make a living.

He still has a rowdy family, and his mother likes to put all the leftover peas and cabbage on his plate after dinner, saying "kids eat more" when she doesn't really like it .

Sometimes there will be quarrels, the quarrels are fierce, and his father smokes cigarettes one by one, Lin Qingyang dare not appear in front of them, for fear of being beaten, at this time he usually chooses to squat in his small attic, as long as the attic Once the door is closed, nothing can be heard outside.

It can't be said that it can't be heard, but it will become blurred and no longer clearly disturb people's sleep. The buzzing sound, like a lullaby, accompanied Lin Qingyang for most of her childhood.

That's why he was able to live in a noisy house on the street—the same as before, only slightly noisy at best.

It's just that the noise today is a bit unusual, mixed with the sound of heavy knocking on the door and people screaming, it's a shrill old woman's voice, Lin Qingyang has rarely heard such a tone, the one he heard recently is...

"Pay the rent!"

He opened his eyes suddenly, and the sky outside the window was bright, coming in from the gap in the curtains, and shining from his eyelids.The door was still knocking violently, and the landlord seemed to knock on the doors of each house early in the morning in order to prevent the tenants from going out to work and not being able to get rent.

No, he has almost no money on him now!Give me some air!

Lin Qingyang turned over quickly and got out of bed. She was about to look left and right and hide for a while. When she was delayed for a while, she found in despair that there was no furniture in the room that could hide her figure. Before he could come up with a brilliant idea, the landlord pulled out He took out the spare key, unlocked the door, and met Lin Qingyang's eyes.

She opened a pair of small cloudy eyes and raised her eyebrows high: "Mr. Lun."

Lin Qingyang sat by the bed, awkwardly not knowing where to put her hands and feet, so she could only greet the landlady in a daze: "Morning... Good morning, Mrs. Beth."

The landlord's old woman looked Lin Qingyang's disheveled hair up and down, and her voice suddenly became gentle: "Mr. Lun, I assume you know that today is the day to pay the rent?"

Under her stare, Lin Qingyang was almost speechless. Even after he realized it, he still stammered: "Yes, yes, I remembered. That's right, I didn't expect you to come so early...to collect it."

"I'm glad you remember." The landlord held out his hands to him. "The rent is the same as last week. God told me to be merciful and stop raising the price to put pressure on the poor guests."

Did God tell you to be more merciful, and it would be better to postpone the rent payment date?

Lin Qingyang hesitated, almost unable to utter a complete sentence in his throat: "Well, I know it's the same as last week... It's just that people always make some mistakes, such as mistakes in work... Uh, I mean..."

He racked his brains to be more tactful, but the landlady's old lady had never seen any guests who delayed the rent. She saw what he was thinking at a glance, and hit the nail on the head: "Mr. Lunn, there is not enough money to pay next week's rent." ?"

wait, he...

"Then I'm sorry, please leave here." The landlady's face suddenly lost expression, and she pointed at the door coldly, "It seems that I need to find the next tenant who is generous enough."

Lin Qingyang stood up from the bed, hoping to get a few days of grace from her: "It's just that I made a mistake at work and haven't received my salary... If you relax for a few more days, I will definitely not delay the rent !"

The landlady's old lady looked at his pleading gaze, unmoved, with a trace of obvious disgust in her eyes.

She has seen such tenants, playing enough tricks, just to procrastinate for a day, as if complacent that she can get a free house to live in... It's all a virtue.

She gestured wearily, and the landlady's old lady's son walked in from the outside. He was strong and strong, at least two laps longer than Lin Qingyang, and he picked up his collar and threw him out!

Everything is not going well today, it is not advisable to go out.

Lin Qingyang stood on the street in a daze, holding his black broken bag, the hole in the bag was mended by the master staying up all night, but the stitches were messed up, it looked very ridiculous.

The landlord's son came out from inside, threw the most valuable coat he brought into Lin Qingyang's arms, and then waved him away. A man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks followed behind the landlord's son, and gave him a mocking look.

Presumably a new tenant and promised a higher rent.

A new round of cold wave in the north came again, and there were some signs of spring warming, but suddenly disappeared this morning.Pedestrians wrapped themselves in warm scarves and fleece hats, or put on airtight masks, exposing only their eyes.

The people in the shops on the street opened the windows, a gust of cold wind poured into their throats and back collars, then shrank and closed the glass, and sprayed a hand-sized cold mist on the transparent cube. After cleaning it casually, there seemed to be a young man People hurried past outside.

Lin Qingyang was also shivering from the cold. He fastened the buttons, turned up his collar, and put the black bag on his chest to block the wind, but he still couldn't resist the ubiquitous chill. It seemed to spread from his ankles up to the tip of his nose. until it turns red.

"I need to find a place to keep out the wind..."

He said to himself, the first thing he thought of was the bridge hole where he slept in the first night before, it was covered with cardboard, although it was not particularly clean, it was barely a good place to stay.

So, turning his heels, Lin Qingyang went to the bridge hole according to the impression in his memory.

Unexpectedly, however, there was already a homeless man there, with his body half-slanted, his head tilted, his face flushed, as if he hadn't woken up after drinking for half a night, and he slept here until he was in a daze.

Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, the homeless man struggled to shake his head, opened his eyes, and frantically waved his arms with his big tongue: "I'm not, I'm not drunk-fuck, fuck, have another drink, cheers! Celebrate...celebrate our tomorrow !"

Congratulations to your uncle.

Lin Qingyang didn't want to get into any trouble, especially at this moment, when he was punched by a drunk and sent to the hospital, and finally found that the embarrassing thing of having no money had better not happen to him.

He carefully walked around the homeless man, preparing to sit down at another corner of the bridge hole to shelter from the wind.This bridge hole is not too big, but it is more than enough to hold two people. Even if the lunatic on the other side is drunk, there are still cardboard boxes all over the place that can hold him back for a few seconds, and then he sees the opportunity and runs quickly...

However, the homeless man stared at him blankly and remained silent.

Lin Qingyang, who covered the black bag in front of her face to prevent accidents, breathed a sigh of relief. She was about to clean up and make a nest here first, but unexpectedly the drunkard on the opposite side hiccupped, suddenly violently, and punched him in the face with his fist!

"Brother... Brother, come! Have another drink!"

Brother, you can see clearly that it is your fist, not a beer mug, and it is about to be delivered to my nose! ! !

Just before the hard knuckles broke the bridge of Lin Qingyang's nose, he nimbly dodged sideways, jumped up from the ground, and grabbed his bag: "All right, I won't wait!" Here, sir, calm down..."

The homeless man slammed his fist on the stone wall of the bridge hole, probably because of the pain, he withdrew his hand with a yell, stared blankly at his reddened fist, and said nothing.

Lin Qingyang felt that he might have come to his senses, after all, this punch was quite strong, and it probably hurt enough to bounce back to the flesh.He pondered for two seconds, then carefully moved two steps to the side: "Well, sir, I'll make room for you, you really don't need to toast me, I want a small windbreak..."

Before the words were finished, the second cup of "toast" came as promised, and the homeless man shouted: "One more bottle!!!" His arm muscles tensed up, his veins burst out, and he punched Lin Qingyang with his iron fists. Say hello!

Lin Qingyang ran away: "I'm sorry for disturbing you! This place is for you!"

The drunk still didn't realize what happened. Seeing Lin Qingyang running away in a hurry, he thought that the guest was going home after drinking, so he said in a rough voice, "You - come again next time -"

After running for 200 meters, seeing that the homeless man did not catch up, Lin Qingyang stopped out of breath, and the black bag slapped softly on his chest, and he collapsed into a lump without any energy .

Lin Qingyang lowered his head, walked a few steps in frustration, saw a park bench in front of him, sat on it tiredly and rested for a while.

The cold wind at the beginning of the month was still pouring hard into his neck, Lin Qingyang opened the black bag, which contained all his belongings.

Half-eaten dry food, bottomless mineral water, ID card, bank card with no money, you can see the bottom at a glance, and you don’t need to look through it. He slumped on the chair and sneezed a huge one first.

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

The whole bench seemed to be shaken up by the sneeze, Lin Qingyang wiped her nose and sat up.

No, if the cold wind blows outside, he will definitely catch a cold immediately. If it turns into a fever... This is no joke!He only has a registered amount of money with him!I can't even afford to buy cold medicine!