we are just monsters

Chapter 102
It's winter, and it's seven o'clock in the morning, and the sky is not fully lit yet.

Zhou Xiaotian actually woke up, but he just didn’t remember it, and lay in Zhou Muqing’s warm and soft embrace with his eyes closed. There was a nice smell in the master’s embrace, which could only be smelled when he was not paying attention, but if he smelled it seriously, he would lose his mind. up.She doesn't have it, maybe she will have it when she grows up?
Sensing the master's movement, she secretly opened her eyes to see that Zhou Muqing was staring at her, Zhou Xiaotian quickly closed her eyes, pretending not to wake up, and smacked her mouth.

"get up!"

Zhou Muqing's voice was cold, she had a hoarse voice, a little hoarse, very magnetic.

Zhou Xiaotian continued to pretend to be asleep, but within a few seconds, Zhou Muqing lifted her up. He tried to find her clothes but couldn't find them. Only then did Zhou Muqing remember that she crawled over in the middle of the night last night, and immediately put her back under the bed, and got up and dressed herself. The clothes went to the next door and brought in Zhou Xiaotian's clothes.

When Zhou Muqing was getting dressed, Zhou Xiaotian hid in the bed and peeked at it. She was very disappointed that she didn't see the scar on Zhou Muqing's stomach... Other children said that their mother had a scar on her stomach, which was left when they were born.

Oh yes, she was picked up from the trash.

"Master, why did you pick me up instead of picking up a few more kids?"

"You think Chinese cabbage, you should pick up a few more!"

Zhou Muqing carried her out again, helped Zhou Xiaotian put on his pants, and then slapped her buttocks, folded the quilt a few times and piled it on the bed, and went out to make breakfast.

In 2001, the gas stove was still used. There was a coal stove in the house, which was used to boil water, and a kettle was sitting on it.Zhou Muqing took the pot down to exchange for a few briquettes, and poured some hot water from the pot into the washbasin, waiting for Zhou Xiaotian to come out to wash his face.

Breakfast is noodles. For Zhou Muqing's noodles, cut some shredded green onions, pour some vinegar, and put a poached egg on top, it is delicious. In Zhou Xiaotian's opinion, this is much more delicious than fried meat in shredded potatoes.

"I'm going to school."

After eating, Zhou Xiaotian shouted with his schoolbag on his back, took two steps and then turned around to remind: "Don't forget that you said to go to the bathhouse today!" Zhou Muqing thought for a while, put on his coat and sent her to the school gate, and then came back alone.

Sitting by the coal stove to warm up his hands, Zhou Muqing picked up the extra-curricular books that Zhou Xiaotian’s school asked him to buy. He read half of them yesterday. They were "Unsolved Mysteries of the World" and "Unsolved Mysteries of Man". Chicken Books—it wasn’t considered a hot chicken book at the time, and the Internet was not popular yet, so everyone read it seriously.

Halfway through, the water on the coal stove boiled and whistled sharply. Zhou Muqing buckled up the book, filled the two thermoses with water, then filled a pot of cold water and continued to put it on the stove, and then sat by the stove to read a book .

After finishing a book, she stretched her waist, looked out the door, and couldn't help thinking: maybe her family was taken away by aliens, otherwise how could it be like this, several people suddenly disappeared overnight, It disappeared without a trace, and I couldn't find it no matter how hard I looked.

Only a cold letter and a few short words were left.

There is no reason at all, life is going well, why does the family suddenly disappear?
Bermuda is on the sea, and it is difficult to find out any accidents at sea, but accidents in life are rarely so sudden, even if they die, there will be a body instead of disappearing cleanly, as if it never existed.

Zhou Muqing frowned, with a strand of hair hanging down, and she pulled it behind her ear again, and took out the Nokia from her pocket to have a look. It was quiet and there was no call or text message.

She sighed, if only she had a mobile phone at that time, she thought about it more than once.

At noon, he baked two steamed buns on the coal stove and ate them, and then sealed the stove. Zhou Muqing took Maza and a big cloth to the street near the department store in the city. The stalls were spread out, and he sat on the corner of the street, half-closed his eyes. Stare at passers-by.

The streets are full of small stalls selling clothes and toys. Wholesale them from other places and then sell them here. The shopping malls are full of famous brands, but here they are relatively cheap, and the price is easy to negotiate, but the stalls need to be rented, like her. To make a living, you can only choose a corner with no people at the end of the street, and someone will always pass by.

She is not the only one on this street. There is a one-eyed old man watching from a distance. Since this woman came, his business has been robbed a lot. He could barely make ends meet, eating three melons and two dates a day, but this ghost The woman doesn't know what the hell is going on, she may earn more than him for half a month after coming here, and she can get rich by this.

"Sister, you are here!"

Not a while after the stall was set up, an uncle nearby came over with an aunt. Zhou Muqing looked up, and the uncle continued: "This is my old aunt. Her son is 27 and not married. He will be [-] soon. Show her See what's going on, when will there be a marriage, her son... Auntie, tell me about Serena's birth date."

Zhou Muqing sat without moving. This uncle is the owner of a nearby shoe stall. When she first set up a stall here, she showed them a few faces. At that time, she didn't ask for money, just chatting. Now she is the one who collects money. when.

The uncle is superstitious about Zhou Muqing now, Zhou Muqing told him to clean up the stall and not come out today, he can clean up the stall and go home right away.

His old aunt was still hesitating, and two people came over to him, and they didn't struggle any longer, and hurriedly thought about paying out of their pockets. Zhou Muqing shook his head, "Let's have a look first, and then pay if you have something to say."

The one-eyed old man sat here all morning and didn't receive any business. Seeing that she opened the business as soon as she came, he thought about it, sneaked up, pretended to be nonchalant, and eavesdropped on how she did business.

Zhou Muqing didn't care too much, if she could understand a few sentences, she would be in vain for more than ten years of master's teaching her.

After collecting the money, she continued to squint and sit in the corner, watching the people passing by on the street, not knowing what she was thinking.

"She said that Nianhong...what's so red about the stars, Serena will get married?" The aunt was dubious, she was really anxious for so long, and it's not like she didn't find someone else to look at it, but it's really impressive that she is so decisive and without hesitation. Doubt it is nonsense.

"Wait, auntie!" The uncle went back to his stall without any doubts, and started gossiping with the stall owner next to him. This kind of mysterious thing is what they like to see the most. When they are married, they can gossip for a lifetime, and in another 20 years they will talk about anecdotes and anecdotes, and they will mention that the child of that so-and-so family couldn't find a wife at the beginning, and later they said he was blah blah blah...

The happiness of ordinary people is that simple.

The winter night came earlier, and when the sun was setting, Zhou Muqing closed the stall, passed by the shoe stall, saw the uncle greeted her, she nodded with a smile, looked carefully at the goods on the stall, pointed to a pair of children's cotton shoes and said: " this?"

"Do you want to buy it?" The uncle froze for a moment.

Zhou Muqing nodded slightly.

The uncle looked around, stretched out two fingers, and said in a low voice: "The quality of these pair is very good, the cost price, and they didn't make a dime, so don't tell others."

When Zhou Muqing paid the money and was about to leave, he looked at the uncle's eyes, smiled, and moved his hands tucked into his sleeves, "Six hundred and three."

"what?"

The uncle was at a loss, but Zhou Muqing left, carrying the mat and shoes, walking at a leisurely pace, she was going to pick up Zhou Xiaotian from school.

The uncle who sells shoes thinks about it, and counts it up with his friends, but he doesn't know what it means, what is six hundred and three?
How much did she earn today?

When it was getting dark, the stalls were closed one after another. He counted the money in the bag, 650 and three yuan.It's just that he frowned with a 50 yuan note in his hand, rubbed it again and again, and looked at the sky.

"Hold!"

Received a counterfeit bill.

That's 603...

Six hundred and three?

He was stunned, bowed his head and counted the money again, then looked at the street, the figure had disappeared.

"What's the matter? Have you received fake money?" The stall owner next to him has already cleaned up his stall. There are a lot of fake money these days, and if you don't pay attention, you will be scammed.

"It sold for 653 yuan today."

"Fortunately."

"A counterfeit fifty."

"Unlucky, I don't see clearly..."

Halfway through the conversation, the other party was stunned, scratched his head, and said in disbelief: "She has been staring at your stall to see how much you sell?"

"I put it out in the morning, and she came in the afternoon."

The two of them looked at each other, and then looked at the corner of the street.

After a while, the man asked: "If I buy you a pair of shoes now, is she wrong?" He didn't want to believe such an outrageous coincidence.

"...Should it be?" The uncle didn't know, nor did he understand the meaning of doing so. He looked at the man, "Buy it?"

"Uh..." The man struggled, hesitated for a moment and gritted his teeth, "Buy!"

(End of this chapter)