Incense

"Incense (Revised Edition)" Author: Old Man Wenjiu

CP2020-05-14 ended

作品 简介

"Will you? You won't lick anything..."

You are peace of mind and my hometown.

1 Indecent

In a few years ago, on Xiangyang Street where Huang Jiehui's family was located, there were only two or three storefronts, and there was only one supermarket, which was less than half the size of her home.

During the summer vacation of that year, the sound of cicadas continued.

Huang Jiehui's grandmother came from the countryside to visit her daughter and granddaughter. After staying for a few days, the old man couldn't bear to be idle and was anxious to go back to the countryside to feed chickens and farm.

After her grandma left, Huang Jiehui found a stack of broken banknotes under her pillow. She counted them and found a total of 200 yuan.

This is a little secret between grandparents and grandchildren, and her mother will not know.

Huang Jiehui has money, so she pushes the stroller every afternoon, using the excuse that she wants to take her younger sister out for a walk. She walks briskly past the vegetable market, crosses a street, and turns another corner to find the supermarket.

She could finally go in, buy a five-pack of beef skewers, and sit on the plastic chair at the door, teasing her sister while biting the beef skewers.

The younger sister looked at her elder sister with her black eyes, babbling and drooling.

The beef kebabs were very spicy and salty, but for her barren childhood, it was already a rare delicacy.

Huang Jiehui slowly finished a whole package of beef skewers, and then skillfully dispelled the taste in her mouth, and then took her sister home by another way.

On the side of that road, there are several small restaurants and a hair salon.

Red lights were turned on in the hair salon, and the light was warm and ambiguous. A few women dressed in colorful clothes were either sitting on chairs watching TV, or leaning against the door and staring out blankly.

Every time Huang Jiehui passed by this hair salon, she couldn't help being curious, and glanced inside nervously, then hurriedly looked away, and hurried home for dinner.

After the reform and opening up, Guangdong's economy took off rapidly, and migrant workers continued to pour in, creating innumerable wealth for the city.

At the same time, the porn industry has developed rapidly, and the only way for wage earners to satisfy their sexual needs is basically prostitution.

Whether it is a high-end nightclub lady or a prostitute hidden in a rental house or a hair salon, they are all important links in this industrial chain.

Huang Jiehui often sees reporters disguised as prostitutes in the news on local TV stations, visiting prostitution sites unannounced, and reporting the situation to the police after collecting audio and video recordings.

The police broke into rental houses or hair salons, and arrested a group of men and women who were disheveled and couldn't even put on their clothes.

They squatted on the side of the road with their heads in their hands, covering their faces and not daring to see the light. Some of the prostitutes looked like they were only in their teens.

"False girl", "prostitution", "vixen", "hair salon girl", "rental house", "miss", "mistress", "mistress"...

These were once the most commonly used words in the local news.

Huang Jiehui's mother often warned her not to learn from those unscrupulous bad women in the future, otherwise she will be shameless and shameless in this life.

Her man, Huang Jiehui and her sister's biological father, disliked her for being old and ugly, and ran away with a prostitute in a hair salon near her home one night.

Whenever she talked about this incident and got angry, Huang Jiehui would lower her head and concentrate on picking up the rice in the rice bowl.

She didn't think there was anything to call those prostitutes vixens, even if she thought so, it sounded exactly like her mother raised a white-eyed wolf.

But in order to support their younger brothers and parents, those women dropped out of school early and went to other places to work alone. They couldn't find a job and no one took them in. If they didn't sell themselves, they would starve to death. Aren't they pitiful?Has this society given these women a third way out?

The ones who really deserve to be reviled and hated are not those men who force and harm women? It shouldn’t be her “good father” who only knows how to play cards and gamble and can’t even work for a few days ?

Of course, she couldn't tell her mother about these things. Her mother would always scold her for reading too many idle books when the child put forward a different point of view from the adults. She is precocious at such a young age. Does she want to marry a man?

And Huang Jiehui didn't know until after her father's incident that the dirty business in the news was also happening in the hair salon she occasionally passed by.

So, she deliberately passed by that hair salon again and again, secretly peeping at the group of "undecent" women.

The first time Huang Jiehui met those women head-on was at the end of July, when the girls from the hair salon went out together to buy snacks and daily necessities.

They wear heavy makeup, dark lipstick, and colorful eye shadow. They look a little dirty overall, and they wear extra cool clothes. Large areas of skin are exposed to the sun, and they are dazzlingly pale.

Huang Jiehui was sitting on a plastic chair at the entrance of the supermarket, pretending to be teasing her younger sister, while peeking at them. The group of women spoke plastic mandarin with a local accent, laughing and walking into the supermarket.

At this time, a pleasant light fragrance wafted towards Huang Jiehui when they passed by her. This fragrance was different from the smell of other women.

She couldn't describe it, but she liked it very much. She raised her head and sniffed it vigorously, but the fragrance had faded.

The group of women left after shopping. Later, Huang Jiehui met them several times. Sometimes it was a group of people, sometimes it was one or two people. The only difference was that they never paid attention to her, and she always ignored her. To be sure, who is the incense on?

It wasn't until the end of the summer vacation that Huang Jiehui met Na Maxiang again. That afternoon, she bought snacks in the supermarket as usual.

A woman came in. She was wearing a long white dress, which cost more than a dozen yuan, and her round toes were protruding from the slippers.There was no makeup on the woman's face, revealing a haggard but beautiful face, and her body was that faintly seductive fragrance.

Huang Jiehui smelled the fragrance on her body, subconsciously pushed her sister, and followed the woman into the supermarket again, she took a step when the woman took a step, and stopped when the woman stopped.

Until it was time to pay the bill, the woman didn't turn her head to look at her. Huang Jiehui followed the woman out of the supermarket and followed the woman all the way to the door of the hair salon in a daze.

"That's enough." Zhang Rong turned around and lazily leaned against the door of the hair salon with her chest in her arms. She looked down at the little tail and said in a bad tone, "Why are you following me?"

Those who didn't know thought it was the gangster.

When the people in the hair salon heard the movement, they poked their heads out one after another. They recognized the little sister who was always sitting at the entrance of the supermarket eating beef kebabs, and pointed at her without malice and smiled.

Huang Jiehui's face was flushed red, and she said awkwardly: "I'm sorry." When she recovered, she had already followed here.

Zhang Rong looked at the embarrassed girl, then at the baby who was babbling at her, and walked into the hair salon expressionlessly.

Huang Jiehui's throat was dry. She knew she shouldn't be here, and was about to push her sister away, but Zhang Rong quickly left and came back, holding a handful of green-wrapped candies in her hand.

"No, here you are." Huang Jiehui foolishly took the candies, all of which were green tea candies that cost a dime a pack, sweet but not sticky to the teeth.

"Thank you." Huang Jiehui thanked.

Why does this child look like a fool? Seeing that she picked it up, Zhang Rong impatiently said, "Let's go."

Huang Jiehui clutched a handful of candies in her palm, and pushed her sister away.

"Hey, where did you trick the little sister? Her family saw her walking with you. Those people are not allowed to beat you." Zhang Rong had just entered the hair salon when a hair salon girl who was eating melon seeds teased her.

"I want you to talk more." Zhang Rong rolled her eyes at her, ignored her, and fanned her with the cattail fan on the table.

The summer in Guangdong has always been so stuffy and hot, it seems that there is no end to it.

Speaking:

The core and outline of the story have not changed, but many details have been added. The first edition and the revised edition can be read independently.

2 no

Until the end of the summer vacation, Huang Jiehui never spoke to Zhang Rong again, they are always people from two worlds.

After the summer vacation, a new supermarket opened next to Huang Jiehui's house, so she no longer had to take a long way to steal snacks, and she never took the initiative to pass by that hair salon.

That encounter was just a dream of her childhood.

In her freshman year, the school had a long holiday, and she went home.

There was a murder case on the street where the hair salon was located. The buyer and the prostitute didn't agree on the payment, and they hacked people to death in the street in the middle of the night, and the woman's blood flowed all over the street.

During the dinner, her mother mentioned this matter, and she used the old way of educating children, telling her sister not to learn from those unscrupulous bad women.

What exactly is an unprofessional and bad woman? Huang Jiehui was silent, this meal tasted like chewing wax.

After dinner, she took the key and went out, and walked to that street without knowing it.

That street is very different from what I remembered in my childhood. The towering old trees were cut down and new trees were replanted. The shops were built and demolished, demolished and rebuilt.

She stood at the door of the hair salon and looked at it for a long time, but she didn't have the courage to open the door and go in. The hair salon has been renovated, and the storefront has grown a lot, but the lights are still red as before, showing a bit of eroticism.

There were still a lot of women sitting inside, and she wasn't sure if they were the girls from the hair salon back then, and if that person was still there.

She wishes she was still there, she wishes she wasn't there.

A few minutes later, a man pushed the door and came out with his belt loosely tied around his waist. He saw a woman standing at the door, looking at Huang Jiehui's chest with squinting eyes. The man asked her, "Sister, how much is it for a night?" money?"

The client asked the price, which misunderstood her as a woman who came out to sell.

Huang Jiehui frowned, and took a few steps back to avoid the smell of alcohol and tobacco on his body.At this time, someone came out to relieve her: "