Antidote

Although he is considered a waste by his family, although he will not think about it for most of the time, he will occasionally be dissatisfied.

But today he has a new understanding of his waste.

It took fifteen minutes to put the newly purchased bed sheet on the bed. The left side is short on the right side and the right side is short on the left side. There is always a wave in the middle. There are at least three hells in it. When he came out, the wound on his waist hurt a little, and he failed to smooth it out.

Finally, he decided to give up, took a look at the quilt, gave it away without trying it, shook the quilt to the bed, and then spread the quilt up, it was good, the pillow also used the same operation , Spread the pillowcase on the pillow, then took the clothes and went into the bathroom.

In fact, when Xu Ding lived there, he also took a bath every day, but I don't know why. When he undresses now, he will have the illusion that he hasn't taken a bath since he left home.

Perhaps it is only now that he began to feel that this is his own territory.

But soon he remembered that Jiang Yu had the key to the neuropathy, and he was not allowed to change the lock. It was suddenly uncomfortable, although he did not know how to change the lock.

Go directly and buy it for yourself?

Do you sell locks?

Still called property?

Does the property manage this?

What is the property phone...

My **** waist is thick!

Cheng Ke looked into the mirror and looked at his bare upper body. The knife wound on the right waist, which was feeling almost ready, is now slightly red because of sweating.

It seems that he overestimated Jiang Yuduo's stabbing level.

Jiang Yuduo doesn't mean mastering where to poke with a knife. This knife is not Jiang Yuduo's planned threat to him.

The **** is that Jiang Yuduo's level is not enough to be sure!

When he thought of this, the heat generated by the laying of sheets on his body disappeared instantly, and his back was a little cold. If the head is slightly biased, he can directly stab him in the stomach.

Jiang Yuduo is definitely a neuropathy. With such a technique, he dared to shoot at such a fast speed. In case he sticks his stomach, it is estimated that he can get a pair of clothes.

Cheng Ke frowned, pressed the wound, and read Nanwu Amitabha three times.

Why didn't he read this, he didn't know, anyway, Mom always read it.

Cheng Ke sighed and unscrewed the faucet. After a while, he stood under the sprinkler and closed his eyes.

Clean up the depressed heart these days...Fuck!

Cheng Ke was backed up by the cold water in the shower and jumped three or four times, hitting the bathroom door before stopping.

Why is cold water!

The water has been left for a long time and it is still cold!

He pulled the bath towel and wrapped himself up.

I don't see a water heater in the bathroom, wouldn't it be without a water heater?

He opened the door and went out, and saw a water heater hanging on the wall outside the bathroom, which read the instant water heater.

So he went in again, turned on the faucet, and came out again, and found that the water heater did not start.

Not plugged in? Cheng Ke looked up and saw that the plug was properly inserted into the socket.

Is that no gas?

So he looked again and was surprised to find that there was no gas pipe connected to the water heater.

"Fuck." Cheng Ke was so angry that he wrapped into a bath towel and rushed into the living room. He grabbed the phone and dialed Jiang Yuduo's number.

The phone screen shows, "Jiannaozi is not normal" dialing.

Jiang Yuduo answered the phone fairly quickly, but it sounded particularly impolite: "Who."

"I, Cheng Ke," Cheng Ke said, "that water heater is not connected to the gas pipe?"

"What gas pipe?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"Water heater!" Cheng Ke walked back to the bathroom door and knocked on the water heater a few times. "How can I take a shower without hot water! I won't even start it!"

"Starting or not has nothing to do with connecting or not receiving gas," Jiang Yuduo listened to the sound of a cigarette, "It can start without connecting gas, but it does not produce hot water."

"Don't tell me this, I'll ask you..." Cheng Ke said half was interrupted by Jiang Yuduo.

"What is written on the water heater?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"I..." Cheng Ke felt that he couldn't communicate with this person, but he glanced at the water heater, "Isn't it just a model! What is a hot electric water heater!"

"Yeah!" Jiang Yuduo yelled suddenly, "This fuck! It's an electric water heater! Get fucked! What gas pipe!"

Cheng Ke was a little stunned by his roar, and had to take the phone away and press hands-free, then glanced at the words on the water heater.

This is indeed an electric water heater.

but.

"I don't care if it's electric or gas!" Cheng Ke controlled his voice, trying to keep himself from the volume of the neuropathy. "It doesn't start now, and it doesn't emit hot water!"

"Is it plugged in?" Jiang Yuduo's voice returned to normal.

"It's plugged in." Cheng Ke glanced at the socket.

"Is the leakage switch on?" Jiang Yuduo asked again.

"What?" Cheng Ke froze.

"There is a small box on it, there is a small lid on the small box, open the small lid, there is a small push," Jiang Yuduo said, "Push the small push up."

Cheng Ke didn't speak, and followed his instructions in a bunch of small xxs by Jiang Yuduo, and the water heater's screen turned on.

"Has it started?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"...Started." Cheng Ke replied.

At this moment, he felt very embarrassed, and he had no idea what to say next.

"Awesome," Jiang Yuduo said, "much better than the kid who is three and a half years old next door. Although the kid knows how to do it, he can't reach it."

Cheng Ke didn't speak.

"Within three seconds, if you don't hang up, I'll go and smoke you." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Did your **** finger break? Can't you hang up the phone?" Cheng Ke finished talking and hung up the phone, froze for two seconds, and slammed the phone against the sofa in the living room. The phone bounced and fell. On the ground, he entered the bathroom, "Go to your mother."

Throwing the bath towel on the ground fiercely, and then turning on the faucet fiercely, waiting for the water in the sprinkler to heat up, Cheng Ke stood fiercely in the hot water and closed his eyes fiercely.

After rushing for a while, Cheng Ke felt a lot looser and a little choking in his chest, but he also began to soften a little. He put his forehead against the wall and wrapped himself all over his body In warm water and steam.

He sighed long.

Chen Qing was sitting on a chair with his legs on the table, and he couldn't stop after laughing for five minutes.

"Endless, huh?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him.

"No," Chen Qing smiled and turned his head, "Is this Jaeger-LeCoultre an alien? Will the water heater not be used?"

Jiang Yuduo ignored him, looked down at the phone, saved Cheng Ke's number, and poked a few times in his name.

Cheng · Mentally disabled · Ke.

"In this way," Chen Qing started to analyze after he smiled. "He should really be a respected young master. Maybe rich people do not need water heaters at home, just wash hot springs."

Jiang Yuduo stooped down, picked up his slippers and hit Chen Qing: "Shut up."

"I fell asleep," Chen Qing yawned. "I have to go to the store tomorrow morning, and then go to Zhang Daqi in the afternoon. I will go in as soon as he opens the door."

"Well," Jiang Yuduo responded, "Just take the two to sit there, don't clash with him, the old stuff is pretty dark."

"Is it black?" Chen Qing thought for a while, "He hasn't done anything in these years, even if he has a fierce face, it doesn't look like it was mixed before."

"You are a blind man, you can see a fart," Jiang Yu snatched up and entered the bedroom. "You put the sofa flat and go to sleep, a little wider."

"No, I'm so narrow." Chen Qing fell to the sofa.

Jiang Yuduo slapped the bedroom door.

I didn't fall asleep this night and lost sleep.

Jiang Yuduo sat up in the middle of the night and glanced at the desk calendar on the bedside table. The number of insomnias was slightly higher this month. He took the desk calendar and drew a fork on today's date.

I haven't encountered anything recently, why do I always have insomnia?

He turned his head and looked at the meow sleeping next to the pillow. He twisted a twist and slept very sweetly. He poked on the belly of the meow. I envy him.

Chen Qing got up at 6:30 in the morning. It was really an excellent young man. He had never been late for work for so long. Apart from often driving around in the car of the customer, there was nothing wrong with it.

After hearing the sound of Chen Qing’s going out, Jiang Yuduo also got up and went to the window and looked out from the gap between the curtains. It was still dark and the street lights were still on. Those who got up early hurriedly.

Jiang Yuduo stood at the window for nearly twenty minutes, and Miao ran down his pants all the way up to his shoulders and meowed to his ears.

"Hey, I know you have to eat early," Jiang Yuduo ripped it down and threw it on the sofa, "I tell you, you better keep it away, one day I'm bothered you, and you come out and eat garbage. go with."

After waiting for Meow, he watched TV for more than an hour on the sofa. Jiang Yu snatched the door and sat down in the early shop opposite.

He leaned against the wall and faced the street. He couldn't remember when this habit was formed, and how many years he had persisted.

In short, he could not eat anything in this position.

But he hadn't slept all night. Even in this position, he had no appetite.

He asked for a tofu brain and a drawer of buns, and forced him to finish eating seriously.

You have to eat something. You have to eat three meals in the morning, middle and evening, and you can’t lose a bite. Even if you have no appetite, you have to eat it because your body needs it.

After eating, he turned around twice in the street. In front of it was Lucy’s rental house. Jiang Yu grabbed the time and planned to collect the rent in the past. .

As soon as I walked to the intersection, I saw the man on the second floor pushing back an early car.

This road is a bit rugged. Jiang Yuduo has been walking on this road for so many years, and no one has repaired it. The wheels were small early, and it was very difficult to jump on the road.

He walked over and grabbed the handlebars to help the man push the car out of a pit.

"Thank you." The man turned and said.

"You're welcome." Jiang Yuduo said.

The man was stunned, the expression on his face instantly changed from gratitude to surprise and panic, and then collapsed, his face sad.

"Third Brother," he pushed the car, half of his body leaned on the car, but the car did not move forward. "That rent..."

"You have to pay it today," Jiang Yuduo said. "You don't have to go day after day, how long it has been."

"I don't really have that right now," the man said. "You have seen it too. My family is now relying on this early car. Now I'm in the city and I won't let it go. I'm still sneaking today. I didn't sell much and was chased. came back."

Jiang Yuduo continued to help him push the car forward: "I'm not in a hurry this month, make up the previous one."

"Third Brother..." The man's voice was very sad. "The main reason is that my children are very small. I can't live without someone. My wife can't go to work. Last month, my hometown had something else..."

"I can't make it up today," Jiang Yuduo interrupted. "You will find another place to live within three days."

The man stopped talking and pushed the car with his head blank.

Jiang Yuduo didn't say anything, so he helped him to push the car into the corridor, and then followed him to the second floor.

As soon as the door opened, the three children ran out, and when they cried, Dad ran back and forth at the door, yelling excitedly.

Jiang Yuduo heard his brain hurt, and hurried into the house.

The woman inside sat sadly on the chair picking beans, and when she saw him walk in, tears came out.

"Sister, please control it," Jiang Yuduo pointed at her. "Don't cry, I don't eat this set. The more I cry, the more annoying."

The woman lowered her head and wiped her eyes.

The man sat down and sighed heavily. He froze for a moment. He found a pack of cigarettes in his pocket and took one to Jiang Yuduo and handed it to his front son: "San Ge..."

"You smoke it yourself," Jiang Yuduo took out his cigarette, and dipped a cigarette, "What kind of cigarettes do you still have?"

The man lowered his head and smoked a few cigarettes, and then gritted his teeth: "Third brother, just three days, three days..."

"Just today," Jiang Yuduo said, "Today I will confiscate the money, and three days later I will ask someone to help you move."

The woman burst into tears.

"Did you see it?" Jiang Yu snatched the back of the chair. "You both know that even if I give you three more days, the same result will be achieved."

"I really can't afford the money, the children have to raise them, and the food is almost gone," the woman cried. "Third brother, you are just killing us, we can't afford the money, help us, give us Take some time to gather money."

"Who helps someone," Jiang Yuduo said very slowly, "Who helped someone? Who helped someone? No one in this world can help you, no one can see you at all, you know?"

The man and the woman looked at him together, obviously not understanding.

This was about to be replaced by Chen Qing, and Jiang Yuduo was beating, but at this moment he was facing these two people, and he didn't even have a temper at all. Some were just mixed with resistance and boredom.

"You are renting so many houses, so much money is being collected," the man's voice was very low, "really, it is not worse than ours, is it not a bit late?"

"No," Jiang Yuduo said, "As far as you are concerned, you won't be able to pay this amount of money ten years later."

The man said nothing.

Jiang Yuduo stood up: "Today, I paid to call me. I didn't receive the call before 12 o'clock. Three days later, I asked someone to help you move."

When walking downstairs, Jiang Yuduo heard the quarrel on the second floor. The woman cried and scolded her child. The man dulled his voice and didn't know what was roaring.

Very annoying.

Jiang Yuduo lit another cigarette and was bored.

He took out his mobile phone and called Dabin: "In the past two days, you stared at the family on the second floor of Building No.1. If you want to run, let them run, but don't let them take away things in the house, electrical appliances. What."

"Good third brother," Dabin responded, "Just...let them go?"

"Otherwise," Jiang Yuduo said, "they can't make up for the rent by adding a piece of it at that moment, so it's better to rush away and replace the rent."

"Wouldn't it just go away?" Da Bin asked.

"Not the same." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Well, I see," Dabin said, "I stared at these two days."

When Cheng Ke woke up, it was three o'clock in the afternoon. He looked at the time on his phone in disbelief. This sleep was too sweet.

He sat up, pulled the quilt over him, and found that the quilt underneath had no idea when he had been kicked to the foot of the bed, but the quilt was still covered.

He sighed and swallowed slowly into the bed. After washing, he stood in front of the refrigerator and began to think.

Yesterday he bought a lot of things in the supermarket. In addition to daily necessities and household items, he also bought a lot of food. He wanted to make his own food at home.

Although he thought it was impossible to complete a task that he didn't even know how to start with, he still took out a tube of noodles and two red sausages from the refrigerator.

It should be the easiest to cook noodles. If the difficulty factor of soaking instant noodles is 0.1, then the noodles should be about 0.5.

There is a knife holder on the desk, with three knives inserted on it, wide and narrow strips. I don’t know the purpose. He took the strips and put the red sausage on the cutting board for a few seconds. , And then cut the red sausage into pieces.

The next step according to his understanding is to boil the water, put the noodles first or the red sausage first, whether the water is on or the water is not on, he decides to follow suit.

He took a small pot, took a pot of water, and put it on the stove.

This is a gas stove.

Not an induction cooker.

Then he made sure that the gas pipe was connected, and then looked at it again. There was a small valve. He twisted it and it should be open.

The next step is ignition.

He twisted the **** and heard a series of thin clicks.

That's right, the voice was right. He waited happily for the flames, but the flames didn't show up until the click disappeared.

He reset the **** and screwed it again, so...

He closed the gas valve and turned and walked out of the kitchen to go to your mother's noodles.

He decided to go outside and find a restaurant to eat something, by the way, he was familiar with the surrounding environment.

Standing at the door of the elevator and waiting for the elevator to come up from the first floor, Cheng Ke couldn't help but took out his mobile phone and poked a few words in the search bar.

How to ignite a gas stove

In fact, he felt that there was a problem with this stove, but with the lessons of the water heater yesterday, he really did not dare to call Jiang Yuduo immediately to complain about this broken stove.

-Open the front valve of the stove, press the **** in, and then turn left to reach the horizontal state. This is the maximum point of the switch. After ignition, adjust the size of the flame as needed.

Cheng Ke stared at these words and read them carefully. There was no problem with the operation. Is this **** inward... where does it mean?

The elevator rang clankingly, and Cheng Ke put the phone back in his pocket. He would come back later and study slowly.

The elevator door opened and there was a person standing inside.

"...You?" Cheng Ke looked at Jiang Yuduo, who was standing straight in the elevator and faced with a blank expression.

"Are you at home?" Jiang Yuduo said blankly.

"Ah." Cheng Ke looked at him, suddenly nervous.

He and Jiang Yuduo had never met a few times, but every time he saw Jiang Yuduo had an expression on his face, arrogant, mocking, and uncomfortable.

Seeing his face with no expression at all now, Cheng Ke suddenly felt uneasy.

He glanced at the fire axe beside him.

Jiang Yuduo's hand was raised. When Cheng Ke was about to retreat, he found that he just poked on the elevator control panel.

The door should be poked, and the elevator doors start to close.

Just when the door closed until there was only one gap left, Cheng Ke saw that blood had slipped out of Jiang Yuduo's hair on the left forehead, and went down the scar on his face, marking a dark red .

"What's wrong with you?" Cheng Ke asked in surprise.

Jiang Yuduo did not answer, and the elevator doors closed.

When Cheng Kefu went to press the button in the past, the elevator had already started to go down.

"I fucking." Cheng Ke was standing on the spot, a little dazed. He subconsciously wanted to help Jiang Yuduo, but he soon responded that this person is "San Ge", which is obviously in trouble, and himself I really don't want to be involved in any inexplicable trouble.

But why did Jiang Yu come here after being injured?

Was this house his refuge before renting?

Cheng Ke hesitated, took out his phone, and dialed Jiang Naozi's abnormal number.

But Jiang Yuduo did not answer the phone.