"We all live on the top floor... It seems that you have really forgotten everything."
Amei pursed her lips and smiled, pulling Jiang Zhonglou into the shabby elevator.
After ascending for a long time, the elevator finally stopped at the top floor.
The three of them came down and first came to Afeng's home.
I saw that his home was only a dozen square meters, but it was divided into many spaces...
A bunk bed occupies more than half of the room, and a washing machine is placed in front of the bed...
Because there is only one toilet in the small bathroom, which can barely accommodate a shower, but cannot accommodate a washing machine...
The kitchen is even smaller, with only the simplest Taocaichi induction cooker and the like. Not only does it not have a refrigerator, it doesn't even have a range hood. There is only a ventilation fan that is full of oil...
Jiang Zhonglou originally thought that Hong Kong Island was a modern metropolis, but he didn't expect that it would be so miserable in the slums...
A blind woman fumbled to wring out the clothes from the washing machine. She was obviously Afeng's blind old woman.
"Aunt Mei, why are you washing your own clothes again? Let me do it for you!" Ami quickly helped the old woman wring her clothes.
"It's okay, I can figure it out... You two work four jobs and only sleep four or five hours a day. I'm an old loser... I really don't want to drag you down!"
Afeng's mother sighed, her original name was Aunt Mei.
"Aunt Mei, Ah Feng finally became my little brother, and you won't have to work hard anymore. You can also enjoy the blessings!" Diji said smugly.
"What?"
The clothes in Aunt Mei's hand fell into the washing machine with a "plop".
"A Feng, have you forgotten the ancestral teachings of your ancestors? You must not join a gang!" Aunt Mei was trembling nervously.
"Uh... your family is like this, why do you still care what your ancestors do?"
Diaoji shook his head nonchalantly and asked curiously: "Aunt Mei, what is the name of Afeng's ancestor? Why doesn't he let future generations join the gang?"
"This...I'm not sure..."
Aunt Mei stared blankly and said: "A Feng's father had never told anything about their family before, but when he was dying, he said that their family had ancestral precepts and future generations were not allowed to join the gang."
"This must be because Ah Feng's father was bullied by the gang, and that's why he has a prejudice against the gang. Of course those bastards from the Sanhai Society and the Yixing Gang are bad, but we, Hong Sheng and Zhongyi, are good!"
Diji smiled and said: "Besides, Ah Feng has offended the people of the Sanhai Society. If he doesn't join us, Hong Shenghe will be hacked to death by them!"
"What? Ah Feng has always been honest and honest, how could he...offend someone from the Sanhai Society?" Aunt Mei was even more shocked.
"This matter is longer than a piece of cloth, so I'll tell you later when it's over!" said Epilepsy.
"A Feng... Where is A Feng?"
Aunt Mei stretched out her hands and groped, trying to find her son.
"Uh...I'm here."
Jiang Zhonglou had no choice but to hold Aunt Mei's hand.
"You...are not Afeng..." Aunt Mei suddenly let go of Jiang Zhonglou's hand on guard.
"Uh... Aunt Mei, he is A Feng!" A Mei was stunned.
"Yes, Aunt Mei, how come you don't even recognize your own son?" Diji was speechless, "You can't see it, how do you know he's not Afeng?"
"Although I can't see, my nose is very good and I can smell different smells of people...Why doesn't Ah Feng smell like before today?"
Aunt Mei groped Jiang Zhonglou's body and face and said, "A Feng always smells like fish balls because he sells fish balls every day. Why is it gone now?"
"He soaked in the sea water all night, so of course there is no fishball smell anymore!" Diji said with a smile.
"What? Feng soaked in the sea all night? What happened?" Aunt Mei suddenly became nervous again.
"Forehead..."
Jiang Zhonglou was not very clear about the details of what happened last night and didn't know how to tell Aunt Mei...
"Let me tell you!"
Epileptic Chicken, however, happily put the matter aside.
"What? Ah Feng lost his memory?"
Aunt Mei immediately squeezed Jiang Zhonglou's hand: "So...you don't even recognize me now?"
"Uh...yeah, I don't remember anything." Jiang Zhonglou sighed.
"This...how can it be good! How will I live in the future?"
Two lines of turbid tears flowed from Aunt Mei's blind eyes, and she let go of Jiang Zhonglou's hand.
"It's okay. Although I don't remember you, I will take care of you as before!" Jiang Zhonglou quickly held Aunt Mei's hand again.
"Aunt Mei, even if Feng loses his memory, he is still your son! How could he ignore you?" Ami said with a smile.
"Yes, Afeng is a loyal and honest boy. He is a good person. He has always been very filial to you. Even if he loses his memory, he will still take care of you as before." Diji also said with a smile.
"But... he has lost his memory and can't remember the past. He can't remember the days when our mother and son depended on each other..."
Aunt Mei wiped away tears again.
What makes her sad is that her son is left with only responsibilities and has lost the love between mother and son...
"It's okay, let's find a way to cure A Feng's memory, then everything will be fine!" Epilepsy waved his hands nonchalantly.
"What? Amnesia...can it be cured?"
Aunt Mei and A Mei were both stunned.
"Of course it can be cured. Haven't you seen those TV series about amnesia?"
Epilepsy said: "People who lose their memory in TV dramas usually suddenly regain their memory after suffering some kind of blow to their brains, just like a broken light bulb that will continue to light up after shaking it...
Ah Feng, come here and let me punch you in the head a few times, maybe you will regain your memory right away!"
"Forehead..."
Jiang Zhonglou and A Mei were speechless again.
"Brother Epilepsy, if hitting the head could cure amnesia, doctors would have cured all the amnesiacs all over the world..." A Mei said depressedly.
"Then... let's try other methods!"
Epilepsy patted his forehead and said: "I remember in TV dramas about amnesia, the heroine would accompany the hero to tell some interesting things from the past, or do things he always did before, and the hero would regain his memory...
Mei, why don't you and Feng do more exercise if nothing happens, and he might regain his memory!"
"What? Sports..."
A Mei was stunned for a moment before she understood what Epilepsy meant. Her face turned red with embarrassment, and she said angrily: "Brother Epilepsy, you are going to die. A Feng and I...have nothing."
After saying that, Ami went to the kitchen to cook.
"A Feng, you brat are too honest, aren't you? My childhood sweethearts with A Mei are still suffering from droughts and floods, right?"
The crazy chicken turned around and asked Jiang Zhonglou.
"I..."
How did Jiang Zhonglou know about A Feng and A Mei's private relationship, so he had to pretend to be dumbfounded.
"A Feng, this kid, has been honest since he was a child. He never dared to bully A Mei..."
Aunt Mei sighed: "Our family is so big. I want them to get married, but there is no place!"
There is only one bunk bed in Afeng's house. Afeng sleeps on it and Aunt Mei sleeps on the bottom...
Indeed, there is no room for the young couple A Feng and A Mei to "activity".
After a while, Ami prepared four portions of barbecued pork rice, and everyone ate simply.
"A Feng, you escaped death yesterday, don't go to the construction site today, have a good sleep, and then go sell fish balls at night!"
Aunt Mei said: "I have already prepared the fish balls for you today."
"Oh well."
Jiang Zhonglou helped A Mei clear away the tableware.
"A Feng, I'm sleeping at Aunt Mei's place. You and A Mei go to sleep in my room on the top floor. Let's have a good talk and get to know her better. Maybe you can actually regain your memory!"