I've Been Licking Dogs For Four Years, Am I In A Hurry To Stop Licking The School Girl?

"Dean Jiang, you go and sit in the room first, and I will bring the food over later." The old man had a flattering smile on his face. The smile looked unfriendly and a little ugly. The vicissitudes of the years had left too much on him. How profound. The cheeks are full of lines, and the smiling expression can't be shown.

Jiang Cheng let out a "Hey", opened the door without any scruples and walked in. Liu Kang hesitated behind for a while, then walked into the small dark room.

In the dirty and messy main hall, there was a table, scattered copper and iron piles everywhere, a sofa, a chandelier, and nothing else.

He walked in, looked around, there was no place to stand, neither standing nor sitting. The environment was too dim, and the cobwebs in the corner could not even be seen clearly. The whole living room was in a gloomy atmosphere. Liu Kang moved his gaze to the sofa and was taken aback.

A girl with disheveled hair was sitting there, staring blankly at the flies on the table nibbling on the shriveled noodles. The noodles were firmly stuck to the table, and the corners were burnt.

She seemed to have some brain problems, and she didn't know how to call someone when someone came in. She looked like she was in her teens, and she was wearing asymmetrical clothes, but they were not dirty, but they had shrunk a bit after washing them countless times.

The only clean place was a small bench next to the sofa, with a framed photo on it. In the photo, there was a very gentle smiling woman with drooping eyebrows, erratic eyes, and an unnatural smile on the corner of her mouth.

Like, want to laugh but don't know how to laugh, awkward.

The person in the photo is somewhat similar to the girl on the sofa.

"The food is here!"

There was a shout from outside, and the old man walked in quickly with two steaming bowls of pork stewed vermicelli. He bent down to put the food on the table, and went back to get the chopsticks in the kitchen.

"Sit down, I invite you to eat." Jiang Cheng pulled two benches over and sat down first.

After dismantling the disposable chopsticks, four people gathered around an old wooden table. The old man grabbed a steamed bun, held the chopsticks without moving, and looked at the two guests.

"Eat first, eat first," he said.

Liu Kang reluctantly put his chopsticks on the table. He is the president, and he is used to delicacies from mountains and seas. The home-cooked dishes in this gaping bowl are yellow with soy sauce. Although they are very fragrant, he doesn't know how to eat them.

He took a piece of meat, put it in his mouth, and smacked two mouthfuls of the pork that was full of sauce, he raised his eyebrows.

good.

The old man seemed to have not eaten meat for a long time, so he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and after the due humility and etiquette were over, he picked up a mouthful of cabbage with his chopsticks and took a big bite of the steamed bun.

The girl sat on a small bench, eating slowly, without saying a word, just like a mute.

"I'm really thankful to Dean Jiang. My daughter has stabilized her mood after taking the medicine, and she's not going crazy anymore. A few days ago, she ran out and fell into a stinky ditch, getting covered in mud and suffering."

"It's easy to do. Go to the Charity Foundation of the Academy of Life Sciences and submit your name and address later, and you will be subsidized in the future."

"That's great, but I can't read."

"It's okay, let me bring this guy who will write your name or something later."

Liu Kang, who was eating, was suddenly called upon by name, raised his head, echoed a few words, and touched his nose.

"The medicine now is not as good as it used to be. Do you have any news about the person I inquired about with Dean Jiang?" the old man asked.

"There is news, but I haven't communicated with him yet."

"Okay, okay, that's great." The smile that was uglier than crying appeared on his face again, and he choked on a mouthful of buns.

Doubts emerged in Liu Kang's heart, what was the relationship between this old man and Jiang Cheng, and who was he inquiring about?

He couldn't understand what Jiang Cheng was doing today, and a layer of worry floated in his heart.

"By the way, what's the name of the person you're looking for?" Jiang Cheng asked suddenly.

"Liu Kang, the boss of Yaokang Company is very powerful!" The old man talked about this matter, and his eyes immediately flashed with enthusiasm.

Mr. Liu, who was holding the chopsticks, paused, raised his head suddenly, and looked at the other party in surprise.

The old man opened and closed his shriveled lips, telling a story that happened a long time ago.

More than ten years ago, the old man Li Baocheng, in his thirties, begged for a wife. The woman was very good-looking, with an oval face, big eyes, and very quiet.

He met several times, spent 3,000 yuan, held a banquet, and settled the marriage, which seemed to be the case in that era.

Old Li was full of joy. He never thought that he, who was poor and unpromising, would be able to marry a wife, and even marry such a high-quality one. He couldn't keep his eyes open from laughing all day long. After the woman got home, she didn't speak, she was very silent, he didn't pay much attention to it, he just thought it was the other party's temper.

It was her Aunt Uncle who discussed the matchmaking, and she had no parents.

Her aunt said that the girl's parents died just after she reached adulthood, and her name was Xiaolian.

Later, he found that something was wrong. The incident began in an ordinary afternoon. Xiao Lian, who was sitting there quietly cutting the corners of the fabric, suddenly stared blankly at the things in her hands. He pierced towards his palm!

The pain instantly made her scream, and Lao Li, who was repairing the broken wooden bench, looked up and saw blood gushing out of her hand, covering half of the table in an instant, dripping down like a line.

He rushed over, panicked for a few seconds, grabbed the fabric and pressed it firmly to her hand, saying, "What are you doing?", dragging her to run outside in a hurry.

He pedaled a motorcycle from a friend's house and rushed to the hospital with Xiaolian.

After surgery and a few stitches, Lao Li took out his shriveled wallet, paid the money tremblingly, and took her back home with her bandaged. The doctor told later, don't forget to take the stitches out after a while, he complied, and took his wife back home.

"Is there anything you can't discuss with me? If you insist on piercing yourself with scissors, the blood vessels in your hand will be severed. It doesn't hurt. The blood is bubbling out. It's scary to look at." He frowned. Said to his daughter-in-law with a frown.

She didn't speak, she was silent like death, with her hands resting on the table, wrapped like rice dumplings, Lao Li didn't notice that her hands were shaking all the time.

One night when there was a thunderstorm, the broken window blew loudly, Lao Li was sleepy, and heard Xiao Lian beside him whispering quietly, "I was abducted to a ravine when I was eight years old. I was beaten and scolded at the farmer's house. I gave birth to a child at the age of sixteen, and died within a few years. I have some mental problems, and I don't want to stay there anymore. I have sold objects in the mountains for several years. I saved a hundred dollars piece by piece, secretly. One day it was stormy, the old man drank too much sorghum wine, slapped me a few times and fell asleep. I sneaked out and walked in the ravine One night, I felt as if I was pretending to be a rabbit, which made me feel uncomfortable. I ran out of the mountain overnight, and I couldn’t see anything on the dark road.

She murmured, Lao Li listened silently, not daring to make a sound, he couldn't imagine a desperate woman running on a steep mountain road full of thorns, stones pierced her shoes, and sharp blades of grass slipped her legs skin.

"On the side of the road, I sat until dawn, and finally a three-wheeled motorcycle came. It was a young man in middle age. I asked him to take me to the provincial capital. In fact, I vaguely know where my home is in my memory. It is an ordinary family in Kyoto. He agreed, I am very grateful, and he doesn't want money for the young man."

"After walking for a day and a night on a three-wheeled motorcycle, I arrived at a place. I didn't know it at the time. It was not the direction to the provincial capital, but a dilapidated village. I wanted to run, but I was scared and felt something was wrong. He grabbed my hair and left. They dragged me into the stockade, and it was useless for me to beat and scold. There were several men in the room, they were not human, and they tortured me all night..."

"For half a month, I ate what the livestock ate and drank the water in the river. They didn't let me go, and even took away one hundred yuan from me. I saved the one hundred yuan for three Four years. I remember that there were two 20s in it, more than 30 50s, more than 20s one, and two more, and the rest were coins.”

"I wanted to die at the time, but I was unwilling. I waited and waited, and ran away again. I ran into the mountains along the river and hid for more than ten days. After eating moldy dry food, I ate green fruits. Those strong laborers I didn’t find me, so I didn’t dare to take the car this time. I kowtowed and begged all the way, and I took the car for a short period of time, and it took more than half a year to arrive in Kyoto.”

"At that time, I felt that everything was worth it, and the rotten soles of my feet didn't hurt anymore. When I searched all the way to find my own home, I pretended to be my father and mother. After so many years, I finally saw each other... I entered After leaving the house, my father and mother have been dead for a long time, and my aunt has occupied the yard. I don’t want to live anymore, I can’t live anymore.”

"Baocheng, I know you are a good person and treat me well. But I have a mental illness and I always want to die. I was not normal when I was a child. My mother showed me it and said it was genetic. Now one night When I closed my eyes, I remembered being beaten and scolded in the valley, and humiliated in the village, which exacerbated my illness, the mountain road with twists and turns, the thatch that pierced the soles of my feet when I walked across the stream, My toenails ran off before I ran home, but my parents were gone.”

After she finished speaking, her words became smaller and smaller, she turned around and fell asleep.

With his back turned to him, Lao Li was crying tremblingly wrapped in the quilt, covering his crying with the help of the violent wind and rain.

Tears fell on the pillow and wet a large area, he suddenly got up and hugged Xiao Lian, "It's okay...it's okay, let's see, go to the big hospital to see...it's okay."

The honest Li Baocheng only knew to repeat these two words. It was pouring rain outside the window, and the two cried to each other, heartbreakingly.

The two set foot on the road early the next morning. While he was looking for a hospital in the strange capital, he paid attention to his wife who was about to go into hysterical convulsions and self-mutilation from time to time.

After spending a lot of money, all the money he saved was spent, and the emperor paid off, he found a special medicine. This kind of drug that specializes in the treatment of epilepsy, self-mutilation and mood disorders under stress comes from a small company called Yaokang.

Xiao Lian took it regularly, and the medicine was not cheap. Lao Li worked from dawn to dusk, slept four or five hours a day, worked as a coolie for others, and worked on construction sites. At night, I have to turn on the night lights to catch scorpions next to the construction site and sell them for money.

Her mental condition has gotten better and better, she even became pregnant, and she has a smile on her face, she is no longer so numb and dull, and her self-harm behavior is even rarer.

Having said that, Li Baocheng took the photo on the bench beside him and said to Jiang Cheng and Liu Kang, "This was taken when she was about to give birth."

At that time, outside the alley in the dilapidated courtyard, there was a thriving lo mei car shop. When Xiao Lian was doing needlework outside the gate, she often stared straight at the shiny meat inside.

She didn't want to eat, but just stared at the people who kept going to the car to buy things.

When Lao Li came home at night, he found a pile of iron sheets in the corner of the yard, and he was puzzled. His wife told him that this is the junk she picked up. She plans to weld a car in the future and learn how to make lo mei. The baby is about to be born, and you can't afford it alone.

A girl was born, and she accumulated more and more tin sheets, almost to the point where she could weld a tin wagon.

Yaokang went bankrupt and the drug was discontinued.

His wife's mental state was deteriorating, and Li Baocheng was dying of anxiety. He asked the company everywhere what was going on, and was so anxious that he went to the police to find out where Liu Kang was. He needed life-saving medicine.

Other psychiatric drugs can't be taken for a few months even if he sells his life, and the effect is minimal, they can only play a calming role.

She struggled for a while, and in the last stage of her life she was often sober and insane. Sometimes she couldn't help but let out strange screams from her throat, sobbing, which was very scary.

Lao Li didn't dare to let her take care of the child anymore, so he took the little girl who was less than one year old to the construction site.

Not long after that, Xiao Lian sat in the yard, all day long, from sunrise to sunset, staring at the iron sheet in the corner in a daze.

Sometimes she would stand up and take a branch on the ground to draw how big the tin cart should be to hold so many lo mei.

Xiao Lian didn't wait for the day when the car was welded. Later, she couldn't even eat any food. She was so hungry that her cheekbones were so high that she looked like a skeleton at first glance, so she let go and left.

Before he died, Lao Li was still at the construction site, and when he came back at night, Xiao Lian passed away.

He squatted at the door for several hours, unable to cry, only feeling very tired.

People who are miserable must have a miserable life. My wife lived to be thirty-two years old, and she has been in pain and struggle for more than twenty years.

There was actually some hope, but Yaokang went bankrupt, and a little firefly-like light in this long Chang Ye was shattered.

He also wanted to die, the doll sitting on the broken sofa, staring at the only photo left by his mother on the stool, the little girl's eyes were full of doubts.

Lao Li didn't want to die anymore.

How many years have passed, and the children have become slim girls, and they have not avoided hereditary mental diseases. This kind of disease requires genetic reagents from the mother's womb, which have not yet been developed at that time.

So the one who seems to be taciturn, although he can't harm himself, also has anxiety personality disorder, sometimes he suddenly goes crazy and runs out.

Fate did not spare the mother and daughter, it gave them a sick spirit and a miserable life.

Li Baocheng didn't cry when he said this, but smiled uglyly, and said to Jiang Cheng and Liu Kang:

"I'm thinking right now, find that Liu Kang, his medicine will work. My daughter will get married when she grows up..."

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The two listened to the narration quietly, took a pen and paper, and wrote down Lao Li's ID number and name, and then they could go to the organization to receive relief money.

They walked into the courtyard and prepared to say goodbye, but Liu Kang said nothing, with his head down, unable to see his expression clearly.

"Principal Jiang, go ahead, slow down on the road." The old man waved.

"Then let's go." Jiang Cheng also waved.

When he was about to leave, this man who felt that his heart was hardened and would not be infected by anything, just as he was about to step out of the broken door frame, he turned his head and glanced at the pile of rusty iron sheets in the courtyard.

Tears flowed from Liu Kang's eyes in an instant and couldn't be stopped.

He cries like a child...