Chapter 2 Kowloon Walled City(1/2)
Whoosh ~!!!
Huge planes flew past low, almost touching the chaotic and postmodern art atmosphere.
Fernan had never seen such a dense and messy residential building, with less than one meter of space between buildings.
The inclination angles of the buildings in the outer ring are different, but they are tightly connected, just like a monster made of cement, steel bars, steel pipes and antennas.
The dense lights shine from every part of the residential building. The so-called windows are hung with clothes rails and clothes lines. The lines connected from all over the place are chaotic on the exterior walls and extending to the roof.
There is no place representing the entrance between the buildings, as if you can enter it only by drilling into its gap.
It is a dark maze.
Seeing the building that was supposed to disappear into the long river of history standing in front of him, Fernan felt a sense of withdrawal and distortion at this moment.
Damn! I really came to Xianggang in 1986!
Take a deep breath, cross the road, and walk towards the hamlet.
Walking through the dim and narrow alleyway, the smell of urine and rotten and smelly domestic garbage coming to your nose.
Several children, big and small, seemed to be unaware of it, and ran past him with laughter.
Neon lights hung on the colorful and dilapidated signs above the head, stretching to the roof of the building, of varying sizes, and the intricate alleyways are divided into several directions. Each alleyway is filled with bustling crowds saying loudly about the world.
A few drops of cold water fell on his head. Looking up, he didn't know whose clothes had just been washed, and they were dripping water on the full clothes line.
Candles were lit at the dim stalls of the room on both sides. About a dozen young boys were holding cigarettes, drinking beer, and playing cards, but their eyes were looking vigilantly in the direction of Fernan.
"Hey! Boy! Who are you looking for?" The bald man sitting in the middle of the card table suddenly asked.
Fenan smiled and walked forward: "Hello, brothers, I'll find Uncle Fei."
His Cantonese language was learned from Xianggang’s old films in recent years when he was sick and bedridden. According to a patient in Guangdong, his level is pretty good.
"Uncle Fei?"
The bald man looked him up and down, took a deep breath of cigarette, picked his chin, and asked, "Original from mainland China? Just got off the boat?"
Fernan nodded: "Come to visit relatives."
The bald man sneered: "If you smuggle, just smuggle, why do you say you can visit your relatives?"
Fenan laughed with her and looked at the gangsters on both sides of the card table, staring at him sideways.
The bald man stood up and walked towards him: "There are no ten or eight of them in the hamlet called Uncle Fei. Which Uncle Fei are you looking for?"
Fei Nan replied according to the information in his memory: "It's Uncle Fei who runs a grocery store on Longjin Road."
"Oh, A Qiang's father?" The bald man's eyes eased a lot: "This is Guangming Street, just turn right after walking to Longjin Road."
He took out the box three or five, lifted the lid with his thumb, and handed it to Fei Nan.
After looking at him, Fei Nan reached out and pulled out one.
Bang!
The bald man lit the lighter again and handed it to Fei Nan.
Fenan hesitated for a moment, held the cigarette in his mouth, but hesitated a little.
As if he saw his concerns, the bald man said lazily: "Don't worry, my bald king has never done anything to cut down. My white powder is not as cheap as possible to give it to others."
When Fenan heard this, he lowered his head and lit the cigarette.
Well, it's true.
The bald man nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand: "Go!"
"Thank you!"
Fei Nan thanked him and walked in.
After passing through the alley and around the corner, Fernan threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground.
Guangming Street is a concentrated area of poisoning stalls in Kowloon City, and the candles at those stalls are provided for drug addicts.
The bald man said it nicely, but the drug dealer should not smoke cigarettes.
Turning around the corner, the sides became more lively.
The water delivery worker carrying a bucket, the tenant who poured water out with a washbasin, and the postman who delivered the letter passed by him.
The fan stalls, barber shops, and dog meat canteens are distributed on both sides of the alleyway. The second floor came from the sparrow hall and the noise of Paijiu Champions. Upwards from the third floor were a few sparks that were flashing in the darkness. The dirty glass shone with a soft pink light.
After walking back and forth along the alley, Fenan finally found his cousin's grocery store.
The cartons, cigarette boxes and hanging socks at the door covered the small half of the door, so Fernan didn't see it just now.
On the other side of the door is a glass cigarette cabinet, with various cigarettes placed in it, illuminated by the lights.
The shelves on both walls were filled with oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, pots and pans, and in a messy and orderly manner.
Three people were having dinner at the small table inside. When he saw him coming in, the old man on the left put down his bowl and chopsticks and stood up: "Do you buy something?"
Fernan looked at him and said, "I'll look for Fermingda."
"I am." The old man narrowed his eyes and recognized him.
"Uncle, I'm Anan!"
"Anan?" The old man looked happy, reached out and grabbed his arm, looking up and down: "That's great, Ahua said that the water police caught a group of smugglers last night, and I thought you were caught."
"It's fine, come in quickly!" My cousin enthusiastically took his hand and walked in: "Hey! Let me introduce you to you, this is your cousin, this is your cousin Ah Hua."
"Hello, cousin, hello." Fenan greeted him.
My cousin didn't get up, and while slashing the porridge with chopsticks, he hummed through his nostrils as an answer.
Cousin Ahua was more enthusiastic, got up and patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "I have heard of you for a long time. I finally saw you today, let's sit down!"
Ah Hua is about the same height as Fernan, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tall nose bridge, and a pretty appearance, but not as strong as Fernan.
"Are you hungry? Have a meal!" My cousin took a small bowl and helped Fenan fill a pot of porridge.
Their dinner is very simple. The staple food is white porridge, the dish is a plate of fried vegetables, and the size of a palm-sized steamed fish.
After leaving for a day, Fei Nan was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. He didn't bother to be humble, so he picked up the rice bowl and started eating.
"Why are the starving ghosts reincarnated?" my cousin muttered.
Fernan pretended not to hear that he was no longer a little brat, and knew that eating a full stomach was more important than the so-called face.
After dinner, my cousin took a sip of tea and said to Ah Hua: "Take Anan out for a walk and be familiar with the environment."
"Okay." Ah Hua took Fei Nan, walked to the door, took two boxes from the cigarette cabinet and came out.
When my cousin saw it, she opened her mouth and scolded: "Take cigarettes again! If you don't take the money, you'll be fooled all day long. It's better for me to give birth to a char siu than for you!"
Ah Huaman walked out indifferently and handed Fernan a cigarette: "That's how my mother is, but she has no bad intentions, just get used to it."
"Our road is Longjin Road, opposite Jinliang at the city gate. This is the oldest street from Jiulong City Village, including casinos, brothels, sparrow halls, paijiu stalls, dog fighting stadiums, dog meat canteens, tobacco and fan stalls."
Ahua took him through the alleys and buildings. Many of them could not see the gaps in the road. After getting in, there was a different world. After passing through, he arrived on another street.
"The road here is very complicated. You have to get familiar with it as soon as possible, otherwise it will be easy to get lost."
Ahua held a cigarette in his mouth: "Most half of the young people in the city are all traitors, and many of them are black households. If you don't have a traitor, you have no way out. You will traitors with me in the future. Seeing that you are so strong, I will be the master of the hall in the future, and you will be the red stick of the double flower!"
Seeing Fenan looking at him speechlessly, Ahua laughed and said, "I'm lying to you! My mother said that if you can't make a name for yourself, you can't stand it even if you make a name for yourself. But if you are interested, you can follow Brother Xia, he is still very good."
"Hey! This was the only well in the city before, but my dad sealed it when he came over. Now we use water from the water pipes that were picked up from outside the city."
Ahua pointed to the faucet not far from the well, where there was a long queue, and everyone was carrying a bucket to wait for water: "There are only eight water pipes in the city, and these eight water pipes are controlled by the welfare association. If the membership fee is paid, there will be water. If you don't pay, you won't have it. Isn't it fair?"
"There are even fewer public toilets, only two, and many people are at home. This is the closest to us, but there are often queues."
Ah Hua walked along the way and introduced it along the way.
Around the street corner, several plump and cool-wearing women were standing by the wall smoking and chatting.
"Sister Hua hasn't opened tonight yet?" Ah Hua greeted with a smile.
"Yes! You don't come to take care of the business either." The youngest woman among them said with a smile, deliberately teasing her eyes.
Another woman smiled and said, "I'm still a boy, and I'm here to take care of your business. Wouldn't you want to give me a big red envelope?"
"Ahua is so handsome, he won't lose money if he can give a red envelope!"
Ah Hua was not the opponent of these people, so he hurriedly took Fernan away.
"Sister Hua and the others are all Lou Feng here." Ah Hua felt that she was scared away by the woman in front of Fei Nan, so she changed the subject: "Damn it, it's so nice to be a woman, you can get money if you put your legs on."
"You can also go to Thailand to have a knife!"
Ah Hua was stunned for a moment before thinking about Fei Nan's words, and couldn't help but smile and punch him: "Wow! You are not a good thing either!"
He laughed and returned to the shop, it was already late at night.
My cousin packed up the bed and Fernan and Ahua slept together tonight.
My cousin and his friends also slept in the store and built a floor shop on the ground.
Fernan was already exhausted, but he couldn't fall asleep lying in bed.
To be continued...