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Chapter Eighteen: Fragrance

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    There was a commotion from the front of the street.

    Ah Xing, who was bouncing around, turned his head to look at the east side of the street, and did not move, his eyes staring straight.

    Many people turned their heads to look.

    This avenue that traverses the east and west of the city has twelve lanes in total.  If you stand at a high place, or look at it from the sightseeing elevators of those buildings, you will feel that it is like a wide river, and the continuous traffic flow is like sliding on a slide, sliding silently.

    Now, the movement of some parts of the slide has stopped, and a stream of traffic from east to west was stopped by the sudden rise of rocks, and the cars neatly filled the driveway.

    The line of stopped cars, like spectators in line, waited and watched. In front of them, an old buffalo pulled a brand new silver-gray BMW and walked slowly.

    "Cow! Cow!"

    People exclaimed.  The cow does not belong to the city, it appears on the vast avenue of the city in a big way, bringing great surprises and expectations to everyone.  They squeezed forward as much as possible, and they all wanted to squeeze into the front row.

    The car must be too heavy, the buffaloes have never pulled anything that heavy.  It moved reluctantly and laboriously.  Its owner, an old farmer in sweatshirt, was very happy because he had done a good deal. He was proud and complacent.  Whisk on its ass.

    We squeeze forward.

    "There is a black bear! Ultraman, can you see it?"

    "I see, it's fake!"

    There are two toy black bears wearing bwm glasses on the roof of the BMW. They are holding a card in Chinese and English. The first line of Chinese is: "It will suddenly cut off the power of the car and lose control when it is running." The second  The line is: "The old ox pulls a broken cart, you can kick it."

    A taxi stopped nearby, the driver opened the door and came out, kicking hard at the front of the BMW.  However, wearing sandals, he hurt himself from kicking himself.

    Ah Xing said: "Go up and kick!"

    But no one really went up to kick it.

    The owner of the BMW is a fashionable lady in white-rimmed sunglasses and a black V-neck dress. She has been walking in front.  The bright sun made her face red.  Behind her, several men and women handed out flyers to the onlookers.

    Ah Xing got one.

    "What to write?"

    Ah Xing said loudly: "The BMW she bought for 700,000 yuan had six accidents that almost killed her."

    "Is this the lady in the black dress?"

    "That's right, it's her. See, it's her people who send out leaflets."

    Ah Xing said old-fashionedly: "Why are there no reporters?"

    "Yes, why not?"

    "I'm sure they'll show up like bears in a while. Be careful when bears come and go. They will come if you don't pay attention. She must have made a deal with them. When she has to choose the right time, she orders them, and they will appear hula la  , ** will arrive soon!"

    We were chattering, but we didn't notice that the lady in the black skirt was standing in front of me.

    "Little friend, do you play the harmonica?"

    Ah Xing answered for me: "First class!"

    Probably baked by the sun, she is like a potato just out of the charcoal fire, the aroma is pervasive, making people breathless.

    "Can I help you?"

    "No problem, it depends on how you pay."

    "I told him." She pointed at me.

    "We are together." Ah Xing said.

    I don't want to get involved.

    I said to her, "We probably can't help you much."

    She said firmly with an attitude that could not be refused: "How about paying by the minute, ten yuan a minute?"

    "My God!" Ah Huang exclaimed, "This is the most expensive time!"

    "Fart! Gates is worth five hundred dollars as soon as he bends over!"

    "The price I'm giving you is sky-high, and only this handsome guy can earn it."

    She amused us.

    She asked me to play the harmonica on the back of a bull¡ªtemporary, inspired, unprepared.  Otherwise, Dizi is better.  she says.

    I still can't get used to it.

    "Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't blow it. Anyway, it's so noisy that everyone can't hear it. Just lip-synch."

    "Lip-sync?"

    "Hold your harmonica and pretend to play it."

    "no¡­¡­"

    She pretended not to hear my objection, waved her hand, and two men came forwardp; "Miss Ma, we are not here to trouble you, let alone to rob you, we are just here to get wages."

    "Wages? How can I owe you wages?"

    She looked at us one by one.  When he glanced at A Huang, he raised his thinning head: "If you don't give it, we will climb to your building and jump off the building!"

    "Jump off a building? Why jump off a building?"

    "Arrears of wages, people ask for wages like this."

    "Oh. Tell me, what salary do I owe you?"

    "Well, the buffalo pulls the cart, the shepherd boy plays the flute"

    Ah Xing gestured.

    "You?" Miss Ma took off her glasses, "It's not like, I don't remember it's you."

    Ah Xing turned around and pulled me out: "It's him. We are his friends."

    Her scent today is very weak, like mint, but it's not like that, it's very strange, I can't tell what it is.  If she was ice cream that melted in the sun that day, then today the ice cream was just taken out of the refrigerator and it was just chilled.  Only, I've never smelled it.

    "Oh." Miss Ma breathed a sigh of relief and asked me, "How much do you want?"

    "I¡­¡­"

    It may be the smell of some kind of plant, which is only found in foreign countries, and we don't know it.

    The security guard hurried over: "Miss Ma, I'll deal with these homeless children!"

    She waved her hand: "It's normal, normal."

    The security guard walked aside, but his eyes did not turn away.  He is not reconciled.

    "How much do you want, say, there is no good fruit to blackmail me. Just rely on you three little boys!"

    I poked Ah Xing, which meant to leave quickly.

    Ah Xing didn't move, and said to Ms. Ma: "The agreement is ten yuan a minute. It is estimated that my friend spent ten minutes on the back of the bull. Let's count it as ten minutes. The whole number is one hundred yuan?"

    Ms. Ma thought for a while: "It's reasonable. But why did you bring it up?"

    Ah Huang shouted: "Altman doesn't want it."

    Ah Xing was in a hurry: "We have to, it's agreed!"

    Miss Ma smiled and opened the LV handbag, took out the big red bill, and handed it to me: "You still have to answer me, why don't you want it? You deserve it."

    The car came, and the driver thoughtfully slid the car to her, with the door just beside her.

    She didn't move, and asked me again: "You don't want money, so what do you want?"

    She smiled softly and beautifully.  There is a cat-like light in her eyes, very intelligent, very strange, you don't know whether her smile is real or fake.  I remembered a previous thought: When did the cat speak?  How would the world be different if stones came back to life and cats laughed?

    She reached out and touched my head and drove the cat away.

    There was a tremor in my heart.

    I say things like, "I want a job, can you give me a job?"

    "Oh?" She was surprised and became indifferent.

    She opened the car door and said to me: "When you grow up, come to me and I will give you a job."

    "You promise?" I actually asked.

    "Of course! Don't worry, just grow slowly."

    I was afraid that she would get into the car all of a sudden, not understanding the meaning of her indifference.  For many things, I had to think about them slowly before I remembered and discovered something.

    At that time, I said like this: "I want to work now, I can grow while working!"

    She froze for a moment.

    "You child! Why? How good it is to be a child? There is nothing you can do about growing up."

    "I want to grow up right away"

    The black car drove away and disappeared into the traffic on the street in the blink of an eye.  The moment she sat sideways, her long chestnut hair was shining, smooth as satin, and fell with a splash The fragrance stayed in place, it was a special plant smell, like mint or lavender, very light,  very clear.

    (Xi Li's other works: "The Pain of Ruins" http://www.17k.com/book/56782.html;

    "Twelve Heavens" http://www.17k.com/book/56783.html;

    "Cat" http://www.17k.com/book/58588.html ) (remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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