Left-behind women in Fuzhou

Chapter 11 Alian's Story (5)
The women in Fuzhou are very bad, my colleagues said that the women in Fuzhou are lazy, gambling, and lustful.Every summer, there are piles of Fuzhou women under the eaves, chatting with fans, or playing mahjong together, while the men cook in the kitchen.Fuzhou women are very fond of having sex with girls. In the hourly rooms of those hotels, there are couples.

I don't know whether my colleagues are right or not, but it is a fact that I can see women living in groups playing mahjong in Fuzhou.

I have never lived in Putian, and I don't know Putian men.All I know is that almost all of those venereal disease doctors traveling around the country pretending to be professors are farmers in Putian.They put down their hoes, washed the mud off their hands, put on white coats, and became doctors in a refined manner.Gonorrhea or urinary tract infection can be cured for only a few tens of yuan in regular hospitals, and they dare to charge thousands of dollars; normal people without STDs who go to them will also be slaughtered as STD patients.

Then, I stopped looking for Alian for a long time, and I was full of resentment towards her.

Until one afternoon, because I needed to interview a friend of Alian’s acquaintance for a plan, and needed Alian’s contact information, I went to her house again.

After knocking for a long time, the door opened.It was Fang Jie who opened the door.Then, I saw that the caveman's tea room was filled with smoke, Alian's hair was disheveled, and she was holding a piece of tinfoil. He sucked greedily, squinted his eyes, and looked very intoxicated.I've visited drug communities before, and I know what she's smoking.

I grabbed the tin foil and asked sharply, where did it come from?
Without even thinking about it, Alian said, Fang Jie sent it, give it to me.She stretched out her slender palm.

I turned around and stared at Fang Jie, cursing, "Damn it, you just give away such harmful things."

Fang Jie said that she called for it.What do you tube?

I didn't know why I got so angry at the time, I punched Fang Jie down on the coffee table with an uppercut.Fang Jie got up and rushed towards me. I grabbed his throat and tightened my fingers. He opened his mouth wide and gasped hard.I said viciously, I dare to crush you to death today, do you believe it?

Fang Jie blushed and waved his hands repeatedly.I let go of my fingers and said, get out, let me see you, a disgusting thing again, and I will never forgive you.

Fang Jie opened the door and fled.

Alian said, give me, give me.She rushed over to snatch the tinfoil from my hand.I blocked her with one hand and crushed the tinfoil with the other.Then pushed her away, ran into the bathroom, threw it into the flush toilet, and let the water flush down the drain.

A-Lian rushed into the bathroom, saw the swirling water in the toilet, rushed over like a tigress, grabbed my finger, put it in her mouth and bit it hard.I felt a piercing pain, and the blood flowed down the corner of her mouth, drop by drop, onto the floor.I didn't struggle, I knew she was suffering as much as I was suffering from addiction.

Later, she opened her mouth and let go of the hand that grabbed my clothes, as if very tired, she said, kill me, kill me quickly.I brushed her hair back, and saw that her face was terribly frightening, and her eyes were dull.I picked her up and wanted to put her on the bed and let her lie quietly for a while.However, she hugged me tightly, tightly, as if she wanted to melt me ​​into her body, she gasped for breath, her ribs hurt me...

It was already night when Alian woke up.She apologized to me repeatedly and bandaged the wound on my finger.She put my arms around her chest and said apologetically, I didn't know I would hurt you like this, please forgive me.Tears glistened in her eyes.

I said, a little injury, it doesn't matter.

Alian said, you are such a good man, I don't know which woman will be lucky enough to marry you in the future.

I said, all the women I like are married, I won't marry anymore, just be single like this.

That night, Alian told me that after her husband left the country, she was very lonely and couldn't spend the long night, so she went to a nightclub and met Fang Jie.Fang Jie introduced her to taking drugs.She has since become addicted to drugs.It's been almost three years.

I said, promise me, for the sake of the child and the family, stop taking drugs.

Alian nodded.

Later, Alian really quit drug addiction.

I know it's hard, hard, how hard it is to get off drugs, how many men do it and come back, and come back to it.They say that when drug addiction strikes, it is like countless ants wriggling in the bones, and that kind of torture is incomparable to any pain in the world.However, the weak Alian quit.It's just that when I saw her again, there were deep scars from being bitten by teeth on both of her arms.

Later, I reported Fang Jie, and Fang Jie was imprisoned.

On sunny days, I always like to walk aimlessly in the alleys of Fuzhou.

Just behind those banks that are shining with each other and the sauna city that is competing for splendor, I saw the most authentic Fuzhou.

Different from the north, the streets of Fuzhou are full of verdant green, which is the same in all seasons.The banyan tree has long beard-like air roots hanging down, like old people who have been weather-beaten; on both sides of the alley are old wooden houses with dark green roofs, and it seems that a vicissitudes of life can be smelled far away. breath.The sun in Fuzhou is always bright and bright.Walking in the alleys are old people wearing straw hats and long gowns. Their dark complexion and wrinkled faces make people feel sad. They walk slowly, hunched over, and staggering. It seems that Fuzhou has been like this for decades. They walked by; occasionally, women with parasols walked by. They only wore very short bright clothes that only covered their chest, abdomen and buttocks. The skin outside the clothes was delicate and fair. They walked calmly and confidently, tall The leather shoes hit the pavement paved with ancient bluestone slabs, making a crisp sound with a clear rhythm. If you hadn’t seen it with your own eyes, you would never have imagined that in these deep alleys, there are such fashionable and beautiful people living there. woman.

I was wearing a tight sleeveless T-shirt, black, a pair of very loose white jeans, and very domineering hiking shoes.I have long, shawl-length hair that brushes over my shoulders, and I wear large sunglasses.With my hands in my trouser pockets and my head raised, I walked through these narrow and winding alleys, letting the bright sunshine shine on my face.I looked at the birds flying in the sky and the white clouds wandering in the sky, and I felt as romantic and calm as a troubadour.

Today, two years later, if you can still remember that there was a burly and strong man leisurely walking through those narrow alleys and curiously looking at those huts full of vicissitudes, that is me.

In fact I have always loved traveling.Whenever I go to a city, I will first climb the mountains around the city and swim in the rivers around the city. I like to be close to nature. The high-rise buildings in those cities always make me feel stiff and strange. In the natural landscape, I To feel relaxed and friendly.

Every weekend, I always carry a hiking bag alone, which contains bread and mineral water, a tent and a long sharp Tibetan knife.I fled the city in a hurry and threw myself into the embrace of nature.

I climbed to the top of all the mountains in Fuzhou. Some mountains are sparsely populated, while others are only animals and birds.Walking on the quiet mountain road, I held a Tibetan knife in my hand, and my ears caught any sounds around me. The adventurous experience made me feel comfortable and comfortable.

During those years of living in the north, I once crossed the prairie of Inner Mongolia alone, walked along the Yellow River to Tibet, and traveled to hundreds of mountain villages in Yulin and Yan’an in order to collect folk songs in northern Shaanxi, from Dunhuang to Jiayuguan and crossed the Gobi Desert... …I have had the experience of escaping death many times, confronting wolves with a knife from midnight to dawn, beating off five robbers with a wooden stick, having a high fever for three consecutive days, walking out of the desert and passing out by the side of a small village …but I survived and survived to this day.Difficult and adventurous experiences have tempered me to be tenacious and tenacious, and let me know how important it is to live in the moment.

My friends all said that I was born at the wrong time, that I shouldn't have been born in the modern age of peace, but that I should have lived in the age of cold weapons, where swords and guns competed for glory and horses screamed.If it was in that era, I would definitely be a general who guarded the border or attacked the city.I also often think so self-righteously, imagining that I will be the head of the general among millions of troops, and change the color of the world with a shout; I imagine that I lead the iron cavalry across the vast grassland like a whirlwind, beating the chest of the earth with iron hooves.The land of Qin is good at martial arts. I practiced martial arts at the age of seven, but now I can only use it for fitness; I have trained my arm to split stones, but now I can only type lines of soft words on the keyboard.I sigh.

I was born in the north, and they joked that I was a wolf from the north.They say the south doesn't produce such a fierce man as me.

In the land where I was born, the strong wind and sand and the severe drought cultivated the bold character and tenacity of the people there, as well as the toughness that will never return to death, so they were able to walk out of Hangu Pass 2000 years ago. In just 20 years, six countries were destroyed and the world was unified; so they were able to launch a war against the Northeast Army decades ago and capture the supreme leader at that time.In the war that the whole people rose up, the Japanese army was frustrated at Xifengkou for the first time. It was the troops in our hometown who blocked the attack of Japanese planes and tanks with swords; The passage to Chongqing is because the army in our hometown used flesh and blood to build a new Great Wall on the bank of the Yellow River.These were not recorded in the annals of history, because they were the Northwest Army, and they were rebels in the eyes of the national government at that time, so their stories were only spread among the people, and they were about to be obliterated by the wind and sand of history.

Both my grandfather and grandfather died in that war. My grandfather was the colonel commander of the Nationalist Army at that time, my grandfather was the chief of staff of the division, and my grandfather was a major general in the first phase of Whampoa. The most powerful fighter under his command.We all know their stories from grandma.Grandma said that at the most difficult time in the battle to guard Zhongtiao Mountain, the soldiers in front suffered heavy casualties.Grandpa went home to recruit soldiers. He stood on the threshing field outside the county seat and raised his arms. The young people of the whole village followed him to the front line.And after every battle, almost every family wears mourning and burns incense.

Japan sacrificed the three best men in our family on the banks of the Yellow River. So far, I still don’t know where their bones are buried. How can I easily forget the hatred of the family and the country.

Like all Fuzhou people, Gushan is the mountain I climb the most.It is a famous mountain on the outskirts of Fuzhou. It is small and exquisite, but very beautiful, just like a woman in Fuzhou.

Gushan, which can be climbed to the top in less than an hour, is obviously not enough for me. I will continue to climb each time, along the narrow pine needle-laden steps, and those steps are very steep. I will continue to go up to Guling.Standing in Guling, looking far away, the Cangshan Mountains are like the sea, and the flying clouds are like fog, which makes me open-minded.Every time I would eat a bowl of plain plain noodles in the temple with only one monk, and then go down the mountain in the bloody setting sun.

Once, I told A-Lian about the wonderful things about Guling, and A-Lian said, next time I go, take her and Nana with me. She wants Nana, who has been growing up in her arms, to accept the masculine attitude. Education makes her strong.I agreed.

A-Lian and I took little Nana to the Gushan Mountain one morning, the sun had just risen in the eastern sky, and the foot of the Gushan Mountain was already crowded with people.They wore sports clothes and carried dry food and water, as if hiking.Little Nana was very happy, she chirped and croaked like a bird just out of the cage.Alian is also very excited.She said that after living in Fuzhou for so many years, she never knew that so many people came to climb the mountain every day.She will also come with Nana in the future.

I took Nana's hand and climbed up the steps paved with bluestone slabs.However, after only a few tens of meters, Nana was out of breath. She kept saying that she couldn't walk anymore.Alian pushed her from behind.We finally got to the first pavilion. Nana was covered in sweat, her lips were frighteningly pale, and she was sitting on the ground, as if she was going to collapse.We had to give up.

On the way back, I was secretly startled, what happened to Nana?How could her body be so weak?
That night, I took that roaring truck to Sanming and stayed in a hostel that cost 20 yuan a night.

I didn't take a shower, in fact the dilapidated hostel had no shower facilities at all.I lay on the dirty and sticky plank bed, watched the flies on the ceiling, and listened to the noise of the market outside the window, feeling unprecedentedly happy.The underworld and those famous policemen will not find this place, and I can call the police if I find this place. I close my eyes, savor the moment of happiness carefully, and sigh deeply that it is so good to be alive.

I closed the door and fell into a deep sleep without even taking off my clothes.In my sleep, Ah Qing and I were sitting on the balcony of our newly bought house. The sun shone brightly on Ah Qing. Ah Qing giggled, and his laughter flew like a dove to the high and clear sky.

In the middle of the night, I was woken up by the creaking of the bed next door and a woman's seemingly unbearable screaming.The sound from the bed board had an even rhythm, while the woman's sound fluctuated from high to low, fast to slow, sometimes like a storm, sometimes like a stream, sometimes urgent like sparks, and sometimes like a child talking in sleep.That kind of lingering temptation that provides people with infinite imagination is like a flaming torch, igniting the desire in my heart that has been suppressed for a long time. The fire that is burning all over the sky makes me unable to control myself. Calling her name, groping down with trembling hands.Soon, desire spurted out and hit the wall wet.

Ah Qing, Ah Qing, what are you doing now?
Missing is like a tide, drowning me in a turbulent way.I suddenly missed Ah Qing like never before, what a wonderful Ah Qing.When I was hunted down, she was the only one who cared about me.She said that she doesn't ask me to be rich, she just asks me to live by her side, and she can see me every day.

I want to return to Fuzhou as soon as possible, and I want to see Ah Qing immediately.After going through the test of life and death, I realized how important Ah Qing is to me.

I didn't close my eyes until dawn.I planned the future with Ah Qing in my heart, imagining a happy life with Ah Qing.Ah Qing is homeless, and I promised her that I would buy her a house.

After dawn, the next door thought of the earth-shattering and shocking sound of bed calling.This time it lasted longer and was louder than last night.I want to hear it, and I want them to end quickly. The soft and sweet sound of bed calling is a kind of torture to me, and I feel restless in my heart.On the narrow bed, I tossed and turned, and the desire that had been lurking for half the night was awakened again. I was a little excited and a little painful.I thought, a woman who makes such a beautiful sound on the bed must be very beautiful and charming, and she must have a kind of coquettishness in her bones, the coquettishness of a mature woman that makes people deeply addicted.

After a series of high-pitched yells from the woman, they finally quieted down, and I breathed a sigh of relief.A few minutes later, there was another creaking sound of the door next door. I hurried to the window and saw a man in a black suit come out of the room. His hair was messy and dirty with grass clippings. About 40s.

Then, the woman came out, her face was ugly, her face was covered with freckles, the eye circles and lipstick marks painted on last night were still on her face, which made her already ugly face even more messy.I don't know what she is, maybe a lady, maybe a lover, but definitely not the man's wife.

I have a feeling of being cheated, very melancholy and confused.

In the afternoon, sitting in a rickety car, I went back to Fuzhou and went straight to the city of Empathy and Farewell to look for Ah Qing.

When Ah Qing saw me, she hugged me tightly. She cried and said, never go there again, never be a reporter again.

I wiped away her tears and said, fool, if you don’t go to work or be a reporter, what do we eat and how can I feed you.

Ah Qing said, I will support you.

I said, I am so strong and eat so much, can you support me?

Ah Qing laughed, and I laughed too.At that moment, I felt that our hearts were very close.

Then, I took Ah Qing to the private house she rented.The house was damp and dark, exuding a strong rotten smell.In the narrow aisle, there are greasy gas stoves and gas tanks covered with a layer of rust, as well as pairs of slippers of different colors and styles. At the end of the aisle is a huge trash can full of Rotten vegetable leaves and toilet paper sanitary napkins stained with suspicious fluids.I felt sad for a while, I never thought that Ah Qing, who was born in Gongxiang, which Fuzhou people are proud of, would actually live here now.Ah Qing, who grew up in a prominent family, now lives next to those uneducated migrant workers and suburban vegetable farmers.

Open the door, the furnishings in the room are simple, the broken door is covered with a layer of paper, the glass on the window was broken at some time, and it is also pasted with paper, and there are still water stains from the rain on the walls, water There is a picture posted on the stain, it is a very beautiful picture, the villas on it are surrounded by mountains and rivers, like a fairyland.I don't know what kind of mood Ah Qing will feel facing this picture every night after get off work.She must have had fantasies, fantasizing about moving out from here, fantasizing about owning a beautiful house like the one in the picture.I believe that every poor girl will have such a beautiful dream.

(End of this chapter)