My wife seemed to have expected that Cai Gen would say this, and didn’t want to dwell on it any longer, so she changed the topic.
"What does the WeChat message you sent me last night mean?"
Cai Gen didn't want to say it anymore. His wife was also very busy at work, so saying it would only increase his worries. What if it was his own hallucination?
But when asked by my wife, I had to answer. Since I'm not good at lying, I wanted to try it, but I said in a daze,
"Ah, WeChat, I sent it to the wrong person."
When my wife heard this, she put down her chopsticks and stared at Cai Gen with her big beautiful eyes, looking unkind.
"Then who do you want to send it to?"
Only then did Cai Gen remember the content of last night's WeChat message. He quickly took two puffs of cigarette and continued to think about what to say next.
My wife has a keen eye. She looked at Cai Gen and said directly,
"You look so bad. What happened last night?"
Cai Gen saw that his son was there. Although he was young, he was already 8 years old. He couldn't speak directly, so he could only say vaguely,
"I was delivering food last night and saw a lot of stuff, a lot of that stuff."
As Cai Gen spoke, his lips trembled a little, as if he recalled seeing many things, and his face became pale.
My wife lowered her head and thought for a moment, then continued to eat, took two bites, and said calmly,
"I'll take you to see the master tomorrow. Make an appointment today and you can take a look at it tomorrow."
Cai Gen has also heard of it, but I don’t know which master it is. I don’t know much about it, but I still have to make an appointment, which is a bit strange.
"It depends, do you need to queue up? How much does it cost? Can't you just let me see it?"
My wife was obviously very dissatisfied with Cai Gen’s reaction.
"I don't care about things, especially my own family's affairs. If you can't see it, just leave it alone. The store will close tomorrow morning and I will take you there."
The final word was finalized, and Cai Gen did not refute. It is said that it costs 100 to see something and 1,000 to do it. It is very expensive.
After his wife finished eating, his son also finished eating. They stood up and left in a hurry. Only then did Cai Gen remember,
"Leave the car in the shop tonight. The battery of the electric car is dead. I will push it back in the morning. If you have a long distance, I will drive it."
My wife is obviously surprised. Cai Gen is very timid. He saw a lot of things last night. Will he have to deliver food tonight?
"How about we stop for a day, close the shop and go home to sleep tonight."
Cai Gen was moved, but when he thought about it, there would be no sales if he closed the store, so he stubbornly said,
"Forget it, I'm not going back, just leave the car to me for the night."
My wife and son were in a hurry to leave, so they hurried out of the store without saying much about this matter.
Cai Gen sat down at the dining table and began to eat the leftovers of his wife and son, as well as a fried egg, two bowls of rice porridge, five fried dumplings, and two yellow croaker heads.
I picked up my rice bowl and was about to eat when the glass door opened. Before anyone came in, the voice came first,
"Mr. Cai's business was good yesterday."
As soon as Cai Gen saw the person, he quickly put the fried eggs into a bowl and buried them under the rice porridge, then raised his head and replied,
"Fly, just keep an eye on me at the door. Once my wife has finished eating and leaves, you can go into the house."
This man's surname is not Cang, nor is he called Fly, but the nickname everyone gave him since he was a child is Fly.
Cai Gen has known him for almost 30 years and still doesn't know why.
It wasn't until Fiao got married and bought a house and borrowed money from Cai Gen, and the borrower was written on the IOU, that Cai Gen knew that Fiao's real name was Shi Shangfei.
A big gold chain, a small watch, a sable suit, and a bag.
Some people say that this is the dress of the underworld, and that is because they don't understand the Northeast.
In the Northeast, the real Jianghu people wear Tang suits.
And this outfit only represents one kind of person, a money-lender.
In ancient times, it was called loan sharking, in modern times, it was called usury, and when it was legal, it was called small loan.
Fly is an unofficial private small loan professional lender. He used to work in a factory, but after he first tasted the benefits of getting something for nothing.
He took a leave of absence from his job and plunged into the money lending industry. He worked vigorously for five years, but his life was good. He came ashore with minor injuries and saved a lot of fruits of victory.
Since Fushi's house is close to Cai Gen's store, I often come to Cai Gen's place for breakfast after sending my children to school in the morning.
As soon as he entered the house, he saw Cai Gen carrying a rice bowl. Without any courtesy, he went to the kitchen to take out the bowls and chopsticks in a familiar manner.
He sat down opposite Cai Gen, pouring porridge while keeping his mouth shut.
"Lao Gen, please finish eating. I'll help you with this."
Cai Gen, without saying anything, quickly picked up a fried dumpling and put it in a bowl, then started eating the crispy fried fish head.
It's like the flies don't need to chew when eating. They drank half of a bowl of rice porridge in one mouthful, and then ate fried dumplings one at a time.
"Lao Gen, your business was very good last night?"
Cai Gen was concentrating on eating the fish head and answered casually,
"What a fart, it's just a job."
The fly didn't stop, he continued to eat the fried dumplings, and he didn't stop talking.
"That's takeout. I passed by the door of the mahjong shop after playing mahjong. I saw that your room was full and you were busy, so I didn't come in to look for you."
Cai Gen felt contempt for me, "You are the most active when it comes to taking advantage, you hide the furthest away when you see someone alive, and you don't even try to help me when I'm busy."
Then it suddenly occurred to me that there was no one to eat in yesterday.
"You must have drunk too much. There were no guests yesterday."
The fly drank the remaining rice porridge in one gulp, burped, and took out a cigarette with a thin stem. When he found Cai Gen's cigarette on the table, he put his own cigarette in his ear and took out a cigarette from the table.
A cigarette in your mouth,
"I can't. I didn't drink yesterday. It was past 1 o'clock in the middle of the night after playing mahjong. I was still thinking, what kind of people are they? They come to your place for dinner in the middle of the night. There are men, women, old and young."
After saying that, he lit up the cigarette alone and took a puff. His face showed the happiness of having a full stomach, and then he started coughing.
"Lao Gen, your cigarettes are fake, right?"
Cai Gen didn't pay attention to him, but his movements when drinking porridge were a bit stiff. It's past 1 o'clock?
That's the time when the old man selling bean bags comes to act like a monster.
The house is full? There are men, women and children of all ages?
Is this grandson trying to scare himself?
Slowly recovering his swallowing function, Cai Gen wanted to grab a fried dumpling to divert his attention.
However, the 4 fried dumplings are gone.
Look again, the fish head is gone too.
Fortunately, I buried the fried eggs in the porridge in advance.
The fly resisted and took another puff of cigarette, and continued to ask in a cheesy manner,
"Yesterday's wave, there was a lot of turnover, right? How much did it cost?"
Cai Gen was a little worried. He didn't see that wave. How much did it cost?
"Have you finished eating? Come on, I'm going to bed."
The fly didn't feel anything was wrong, put out the cigarette, stood up and left, not forgetting to say before leaving,
"Don't forget to pay me the interest the day after tomorrow. I'll wait to use it."
When this was mentioned, Cai Gen became even more upset.
Ten years ago, you borrowed money from me and I didn't ask for any interest.
Ten years later, you say that this is your profession and collecting interest is professional ethics. I hope I respect it.
As the old saying goes, it takes thirty years to reach Hedong, and thirty years to reach Hexi. Now ten years is a big hurdle.
Cai Gen, who couldn't stop sighing, suddenly thought of what happened at the Red Romantic Hotel and quickly stopped the fly.
