Record of northern Myanmar

Chapter 93 The foothold

After passing the border checkpoint, you will reach Thailand.

At first, the road was similar to that in Myanmar. Not far away, we saw lights in the distance.

The two countries are adjacent and have completely different situations.

Myanmar is poorer and has worse infrastructure.

In Thailand, you can see brightly lit temples and buildings with a different flavor everywhere.

There are more and more villages, and large tracts of farmland, fruit trees, and temples can be seen everywhere.

Even though it’s nighttime, it’s not hard to see how much better this place is than Myanmar.

Taking advantage of the darkness, we arrived in Bangkok at four o'clock in the morning.

At an intersection, the car behind us separated from us.

Aqiang directed Alai to go around the alleys of Bangkok, and finally stopped in front of a house.

This place is like a slum. The houses are simple and leaky, and it feels like a gust of wind will blow them down.

The surrounding vegetation was unkempt and there was a lot of rubbish on the ground.

Alai said: "We are here!"

After getting off the car, I looked at the surrounding environment with some confusion.

"We live here?"

Alai smiled and said: "It's very secluded here. There are many houses around and there are very few people. Many houses are unoccupied."

I understood what he meant.

Aqiang had already opened the door in front and said to me with a smile: "Brother Meng, the place is a bit bad. Let's make do here today. When it gets dark, we will go to the hotel."

I nodded and walked in.

The first floor is not big. There is something like carpet or floor leather spread on the ground by the window, with a blanket on it.

"Wangkan and I can stay downstairs. Brother Meng and Alai can go upstairs!" After Aqiang finished speaking, he walked towards a wooden staircase on the side.

Thailand is different from Myanmar. Shoes are taken off outside and barefoot when entering the house.

I don’t know if anyone lives here usually. The ground is very clean and there is no dust in the house.

When we got to the second floor, there was no more stuff on the floor. Instead, there were two hammocks in the middle and several small cabinets next to them.

This is all the property. It can really be described as a house with only four walls.

But the place to stay is quite suitable.

"Brother Meng, Alai, you guys rest first, I'll get some food!" Aqiang said.

I didn't say anything, and Alai said to him: "Just keep it simple, just bring everything we need to prepare."

"Okay, then Wangkan and I will go!"

The two of them drove away again, and Alai pulled the hammock.

"Brother Meng, things are different here in Thailand. Most people's homes are like this. Let's make do with it first. When it gets dark, we'll go to the hotel."

Of course I didn't say anything, but I was thinking, why didn't I book a hotel before coming?

But then I thought about what we were here for, and it didn’t matter anymore.

"Is this Aqiang's house?" I asked.

I saw him using the key to open the door.

"Yes! Aqiang is Thai!"

I was a little surprised, "Thai?"

"Actually, he is also Chinese. His father is Chinese. He married his mother and gave birth to him. He returned to China not long after and never came back!"

It turns out that this is the case. No wonder Aqiang has no burden to work in the park. He must have passed on the hatred of his father who abandoned his mother and son to all Chinese people.

"Where's his mother?" I asked.

"Speaking of which, his mother's life is also miserable!" Alai said with some helplessness. "She took him with her and was chased by her creditors. She went to Myawaddy to wash dishes and feed him. She lived not far from my house, otherwise she wouldn't have You will know him. We have played together since childhood and he is quite a nice person, otherwise I wouldn’t have helped him!”

"Then why didn't you introduce him to work in the park?"

Alai smiled, something meaningful.

"Brother Meng, aren't you clear yet?"

To be honest, I have guessed a little bit, but I don’t want to say it out loud. I would rather listen to Alai himself.

Without waiting for my answer, he continued: "We all know that the boss does the job of licking blood on the tip of a knife. I have been working in this factory. After changing the boss, he did not drive us away and kept us all. ! But you don’t know when this kind of life will disappear, so please leave some people outside.”

Leaving some people outside also leaves a way out.

Alai is indeed not as simple as he seems on the surface.

I got on the hammock and swayed, which was quite interesting.

I have seen on TV that there are people lying in hammocks on the beach, with blue sea and sky, and palm trees in the forest.

I was still envious at that time. This was the petty bourgeoisie life of rich people. It was so comfortable!

I'm lying on the hammock now, and I feel like the shaking is making me even more sleepy.

Alai was talking to me and slowly stopped moving. He probably saw me falling asleep and went downstairs.

I have no idea when Aqiang and Wangkan came back.

I only knew that when I opened my eyes again, the sun was shining brightly outside and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant.

With Alai not upstairs, I got down from the hammock and stretched my limbs.

This damn hammock really can't be used as a bed. After sleeping all night, I feel like I've turned into a shrimp.

When I went downstairs, I saw the three of them sitting on the ground with a lot of food in front of them and several large travel bags next to them.

"Brother Meng!" Alai waved to me, "Come here and eat!"

I walked over, sat down next to him, picked up a drink and took a sip.

There was a bit of an unpleasant taste in his mouth, so he turned his head and looked to the side.

Alai smiled, "In the back, I'm ready for you!"

I got up, walked out of the back door, and saw a small yard behind, with a pool and a pipe running water next to it.

There was a cement stand next to the sink, with a disposable cup on it, a toothbrush and toothpaste, and a towel hanging on a rope above his head.

I smiled. No matter it was done by Alai, Aqiang or Wangkan, it was considered intentional.

I have done these things by myself since I was very young.

My parents would go to the fields, and they would go out before dawn, with the cooked meals warm in the pot.

After I get up, I get dressed, brush my teeth, wash my face, and have breakfast.

This was the first time someone prepared all these for me. To be honest, I felt a little warm inside.

It was just a moment.

They are not my parents, so they must want something from me.

After washing up, he returned to the room and sat down to eat with them.

I saw Aqiang playing with a pistol.

"Do you want these here?" I asked.

Aqiang smiled and said, "Just in case, just don't show it!"

Alai said: "We will stay in Thailand for a few days, and then we have to take people to Myanmar. We can't take the big roads, and the small roads are more troublesome. It is useful to prepare these things!"

I nodded without comment.

Then he saw Wangkan take out a T-shirt from another bag and mark it on his body.

"What about this?" I asked again.

"You are the boss and we are bodyguards, so we can't dress indecently, right?" Alai said with a smile.

I looked at what the four of us were wearing.

T-shirts, shorts, and flip-flops are a bit too casual and ordinary.

"Brother Meng, this is for you!" Wangkan handed me a set of fancy clothes.

I opened it and saw an orange-yellow tropical short-sleeved suit with a green coconut tree pattern.

There is also a pair of white travel shoes, plus a straw hat and sunglasses.

"Wearing this?" I asked doubtfully, "Isn't it more casual?"

"No!" Alai explained to me, "Here, this outfit is worn by rich people, and by the way, there's this one too!"

He took out a thick gold necklace from a small bag.