In the lively and fragrant wonton shop, Hong Dazhuang and Yang Fugui finished eating and checkout, and the proprietress greeted them with a smile, Hong Dazhuang inquired, "Boss, where is there a cheap hotel around here? The cheaper, the better. "
The proprietress pointed in the direction of the east end, "Walk out of this street, Meiyu Hotel, opened by my good sister. The proprietress is called Cao Meiyu, she is a real good person, if you mention my wonton shop, she can give you 10% off discount. "
Hong Dazhuang nodded and thanked him, "Thank you, boss." "
The tricycle ran towards the east end, and found the Meiyu Hotel, a small two-story hotel, which looked not very formal, and the light on the plaque was dark and dirty, and it felt like a heavy rain could overturn the advertising cloth on the signboard.
The people who come here to stay are people with complicated identities and don't have much money.
Hong Dazhuang checked in at the bar, and Yang Fugui and Hong Yi stood behind him obediently.
Hong Yi has never lived in this kind of place, the light on the first floor is not white or yellow, but red, and the red light will make people feel strange no matter where it shines.
The staircase leading to the second floor was pitch black, and the red blanket spread on the staircase had several holes.
Yang Fugui was only thinking about Liu Xiaorou, he looked at the wall clock hanging on the wall, and asked, "Brother Da Zhuang, what time will we go to school tomorrow to block Liu Huazhi's little daughter? You say, can Liu Huazhi give Xiaorou back to me? "
Hong Dazhuang was registering his information in the book, and casually responded, "Let's talk about it tomorrow, and if he don't give Xiaorou back, we will ask him for money."
Hong Dazhuang pushed the book to the proprietress in the bar and said politely, "You are the proprietress Cao Meiyu, right? The owner of the wonton shop said that we could get a 20% discount for coming to live here. "
Yang Fugui is honest, and his opening is a correction, "Brother Da Zhuang, isn't it 10% off discount?."
Hong Dazhuang turned his head and glared at Yang Fugui, who hurriedly lowered his head.
Hong Dazhuang waited for Cao Meiyu's reply, but Cao Meiyu's eyes stared directly at Yang Fugui's body and in a trance.
Hong Dazhuang stretched out his hand and waved in front of Cao Meiyu, Cao Meiyu didn't react, Hong Dazhuang shouted in a loud voice, "Hey! Have you finished registration? We need one room, how much does it cost? It's going to be discounted! "
Cao Meiyu, who had thin curly hair, retracted her thoughts, the cigarette she had caught between her fingers had just been lit for less than a minute, and the ash burned out at this time, and she didn't smoke a mouthful.
Her hands trembled a little, grabbed back the registration book, her thin red lips took a sharp puff of cigarette, white smoke swirled above her false eyelashes, she raised her head again, looked at Yang Fugui and Hong Dazhuang, and asked casually, "You aren't local, it doesn't sound like an accent here, what are you doing?"
Hong Dazhuang has always been vigilant, "How much?" "
Cao Meiyu smiled embarrassedly, her white and tender chest was squeezed by the hip skirt and was particularly conspicuous, she had a somewhat coquettish tone, "Why are you so fierce? It's very aggressive" She winked, "Give 50 Yuan, the three of you." "
Hong Dazhuang took out the money, Cao Meiyu took out the room key and slapped it on the bar, "Go upstairs and turn left to the third room." She deliberately held her chin enchantingly and reminded, "It's noisy this night, let the child cover his ears a little." "
Hong Dazhuang took Hong Yi and Yang Fugui upstairs, and in the bar, Cao Meiyu, who was still full of energy just now, collapsed on the bench behind her at this time, she was holding the cigarette butt that had been burned out, and her eyes were in a daze.
Her expression became more and more sad, and she subconsciously took a puff of her cigarette, only to find that it had burned out.
She casually threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and at this time, a drunken man with a big belly walked into the door of the hotel, the man looked at her white chest with lust, and then, slapped two hundred yuan on the bar, and commanded, "Hurry up, old rules." "
Cao Meiyu quickly recovered her good face, walked out of the bar, and walked to the innermost side of the first floor with the man in her arms.
Early the next morning, Hong Dazhuang left the small hotel with Yang Fugui and Hong Yi, who had not woken up.
As soon as they left, Cao Meiyu, who had been guarding the bar all night, followed.
Seeing Hong Dazhuang's tricycle driving away, she hurriedly ran back to the bar, took out a small book from the drawer, and quickly turned to the third page.
She looked at the names and phone numbers on the yellowed pages, and swallowed her throat unconsciously.
What is written in the book is Liu Huazhi's number, and Liu Huazhi's three words were drawn by her with a red pen one after another, and she couldn't wait to scratch the bottom.
She picked up the phone, hesitated for a moment, and then called Liu Huazhi's phone, the phone lasted for a long time before it was connected, and Liu Huazhi's disgusted and nervous voice was on the other end, "Why are you calling me all of a sudden?! I'm telling you, I'm not going to give you another penny! "
Cao Meiyu was short of breath, "Xiaorou... She is back, isn't she? "
On the other end of the phone, Liu Huazhi was silent for a moment, and said vigilantly, "Why are you asking this? Whether Xiao Rou come back or not is none of your business! Cao Meiyu, when I sent two daughters away, I had your consent! The two of us have been divorced for six years, and Xiaorou has not come back, it has nothing to do with you! If you want to ask me for money through Xiao Rou's business, I'll tell you, there is no door! "
Before Cao Meiyu could speak, Liu Huazhi said strongly, "Don't call me again! I'm at home, I don't want Li Juan to misunderstand! Hung up! "
"Doodoo ..."
The phone hung up, and Cao Meiyu, who was at a loss, subconsciously rummaged through the drawer for cigarette cases and lighters, she took out a cigarette with trembling hands and brought it to her mouth, but the lighter couldn't ignite.
She threw the lighter out of the door and screamed loudly.
It's been six years, six whole years, from the moment she sent Xiaorou away with her own hands, she hasn't had a good night's sleep, she feels that she is rotten, and a rotten person like her only deserves to live a rotten life.
Since last night, when she heard Yang Fugui's words, memory pulled her back to the abyss six years ago, as a mother, as a mother who nursed her child, she personally cut off the child's future.
Now that Xiaorou is back, she doesn't know what to do, whether to continue to hide in this dilapidated little hotel and do some dishonorable deeds, or to take the blame and go to her daughter to confess.