Abyss of ignorance

Chapter 83
At dusk and sunset, under the ancient bridge, the paulownia tree of unknown age stands alone. Under the tree is a field of lavender petals, which is already the season of falling flowers.

Jiang Wanchao stood on the ancient bridge, and he was the only one on the bridge.

At this time, he hadn't put on the pair of gold-rimmed glasses yet.Withered and yellow hair, sunken cheeks, and dull eyes, he looked like a deserter who had just been defeated. He left his hometown in 18 years, and when he came back, he didn’t return home as he once thought. At this time, he had nothing but the ten yuan in his pocket. Thinking of this, Jiang Wanchao stared at the quietly flowing river under the bridge in a daze.

My heart is empty.

Crossing the bridge is Jixiangli, but no one came to greet him. There is no one who misses him in this old street.

Many years later, when Jiang Wanchao recalled that time by chance, he had an inexplicable sense of fate. Just when he was about to turn around and leave, that person appeared.

The person he didn't bother to hang out with when he was a student.

There are so many people in Jixiang, at that time, only Fat Yu passed this ancient bridge.

"Yo? Isn't this Brother Chao?" Fat Yu saw Jiang Wanchao standing alone on the bridge, and climbed up in two or three steps.

"I heard that you did well in the South? Have you become a big boss?" Fat Yu walked towards Jixiang with his arms around his shoulders as if he knew him very well.

Jiang Wanchao didn't say a word. Fat Yu smelled strongly of alcohol and tobacco, and it smelled like he hadn't bathed for a long time.

He didn't know that he would get used to the smell later until he ignored its existence.

Untimely, Jiang Wanchao's stomach made a "gurgling" sound.

"Brother Chao, have you eaten?" Fat Yu grinned, and suddenly remembered something, "Oh! I forgot that there is no one in your house." I don't know if I said this unintentionally or on purpose.Fat Yu is not stupid because he doesn't like reading. He can't fail to see Jiang Wanchao's downcast look. "How about it? Go to my house to eat?"

Fat Yu's enthusiasm is suspicious, but Jiang Wanchao really has nowhere to go.

At this time, in Linzhou, the only person he knew best was Chen Shi, and that was the place he least wanted to go—in 18 years, Chen Shi had grown from an assistant lecturer to the most familiar person in Linzhou. A young professor who has achieved great success.

Chen Shi had Jiang Wanchao's only son, who had grown into a teenager.

It has been 18 years, and he has never been back to see Jiang Yichuan. He always hoped that the times would turn around and that he would appear in front of him as a successful father. However, every time he was full of hope, he failed again and again.

At this moment, he didn't know how to face Jiang Yichuan. Compared with Chen Shi's house, this auspicious place where no relatives lived was the only place he could come to.

Coincidentally, I met this fat fish. Even this fat fish, whom everyone despises, now wears gold and silver, and looks like a dog.

The houses in Jixiangli are all decades-old houses, and the pulped wooden boards are black and shiny from the smoke.

When entering the alley, it was already dark, and Fat Yu took Jiang Wanchao to his own house with his shoulders crossed, and pointed to Jiang Wanchao's closed house along the way: "If you don't come back, you will soon become wild cats and dogs. My uncle and I saw someone climbed in from the window of your house last year. We called a lot of people to catch the thief, hung him on the pole, and beat him half to death before we reported to the police.

A house is such a thing that no one lives in it.

Why?Speaking of which, did you hear about your sudden return?We are finally going to move here, but we have waited for it. It is hard to install a flush toilet in this broken place, and it is really impossible to live. "

With that said, they had already stepped into Fat Fish's house.

The lights were on, but no one was there.

From the kitchen, Fat Yu's old lady yelled loudly: "It's already dinner time, why are you running out to die?"

There was a pungent stench in the room.

Jiang Wanchao glanced at the pile of trash piled high against the wall.

Fat Yu didn't feel embarrassed, and yelled at the kitchen: "Old woman, how many times have I told you that I have money now, can you fucking stop bringing garbage home?! You're almost turning into a mouse nest!"

In front of Jiang Wanchao was a square table full of oil stains. It seemed that his first dinner back in Linzhou was not destined to be very pleasant.

Fat Yu's old lady, Jiang Wanchao, knew that she was a short widow who liked to wander around in auspicious places with a cigarette in her mouth when she was young, living on subsistence allowances and not doing business.

At this time, when he came out of the kitchen, he became hunchbacked at some point, and became shorter and shorter to only half his height.

The age of sixty is not too old, but it looks like 80 years old.

A life out of control Even getting old is out of control.

She didn't even look up at Jiang Wanchao, she just looked at the four feet on the ground and cursed: "This is my mother's house, if you bring someone in again, use a broom to beat them out!"

Fat Yu turned his head to Jiang Wanchao and said, "Crazy woman, don't pay attention to her. The rice cooked by the old woman is like pig food. Just before I met you, I went to the restaurant at the entrance of the alley and ordered a few stir-fried dishes. We happened to eat together, catch up on the old days! "

Jiang Wanchao thought, what old things can there be between himself and Fat Yu?
Speaking of which, the restaurant delivered dishes, four dishes and one soup, big fish and big meat.

"Is there anyone else coming?" Jiang Wanchao looked at the table full of dishes in front of him and asked, this was the best meal he had seen in the past month.

Fat Fish grinned, revealing a mouthful of teeth yellowed and blackened by smoke: "I ate this alone, standard! Let me tell you, buddy, I'm not short of money now!"

Beside, the old woman cursed and sat in the corner with a bowl of rice and vegetables, pawing and swearing. She didn't come to the table, and Fat Yu didn't intend to call her over.

Jiang Wanchao couldn't figure out how a person like Pangyu could make money if he was inferior to him in everything, and Jiang Wanchao, a top student at Linzhou University, was inferior to others in knowledge and insight, why he was always short of that opportunity and luck? !
What made him even more uncomfortable was that he looked at the good food on this table and was hungry, even in this dirty and smelly room, he was still unbelievably hungry.

His ambition did not overcome his physical humbleness, which is the most uncomfortable thing.

As for Fat Yu, based on Jiang Wanchao's understanding of him, this person can't be called enthusiastic. Jiang Wanchao couldn't think of any other reason for such an active invitation, except for other reasons.

Under the dim light, tiny flies flew out from the dark corner, and the fat fish waved them away symbolically with his stubby hand.

Immediately, he took out a disposable plastic cup and filled Jiang Wanchao with beer.

After drinking a glass of wine, Fat Yu glanced at Jiang Wanchao, and asked casually, "I heard that you and Chen Shi from Linzhou University are good buddies?"

(End of this chapter)