The building is noisy and lively in the night, and the heat of cooking and cooking rises from the corridor.

Wang Ruhu looked at Uncle Long who was lying on the opposite side holding a telescope. He had no intention of pointing it out. He followed him up the roof of the mottled asphalt ground. Occasionally he could see a few cigarette butts. It was probably among these women who were depressed, so he ran here to blow the cold wind to smoke.

In the past, there were three white painted tables and chairs on the edge of the roof near the street. On the other side, the woman put a few cans of beer on the table, opened a can, slumped onto the chair, took a sip, looked up at the stars in the sky, and looked a little dazzled.

"Drinking so hard... Are you mentally irritated?"

Wang Ruhu usually stays in prison and rarely sees women drinking. Then he pulls a can, sit next to him and drinks a little, frowning.

What is the taste of beer?

On the other side, the woman saw his frowning and thought he wouldn't drink. She pursed her lips and smiled, raised her hair and leaned back to the back of the chair, took another sip, and swallowed the white wine foam beside her lips.

"Actually, I don't like drinking either... and I also brought you together, two people who can't drink...haha."

The woman chuckled, sat upright, and reached out her hand with a bit fleshy feeling.

"I'll get to know my name. My name is Li Lan. I should be two or three years older than you. I'll just call me Sister Lan in the future. Everyone is out. If you have any help, please say hello."

The woman spoke quite generously and had a sincere tone. Wang Ruhu looked at the hand that was stretched out and raised her hand to shake it.

"My name is Wang Ruhu... I just came to the United States."

"As soon as you come, I guessed it." Seeing the doubt on the man's face, Li Lan held the beer can and chuckled and took a sip. "Only newcomers will be deceived by Uncle Long's trick. When I first came, this old guy was just lying to the lie in the building opposite and peeking."

"So you all know?"

"The sisters in the building basically know it. Anyway, just look at it. How many people come here to make a living are concerned about these."

"Didn't you think of changing another place?"

"I'm used to living here, and with so many sisters, I may not be able to go there together when I change places, and there will be no one to take care of each other."

The small building was still noisy, eating in his mouth, and the sound of exchanging dishes to taste sounded from time to time. In the building opposite, the old man lying on his back also got up at this time, shook his head and hummed the opera back to the room, as if he felt his eyes. Looking back, Li Lan, who was watching this scene, smiled and shook the beer can at the old man at the door.

"Actually, except for some inappropriateness, Uncle Long is very good. When he was young, he dared to fight and fight. He only hit these buildings with his own hands. Later, his leg was injured and he relied on the building to collect rent. He was a childless person and was very good to us sometimes, like relatives."

Perhaps referring to the word "kindness", Li Lan withdrew her hand and looked at the old man who was closing the door into the room. She lowered her hand, pinched the beer can and placed it on her lap, and looked up at the stars flashing in the night sky.

"...When it comes to it, the things that are upset about relatives."

Speaking of this, he pursed his lips and suddenly burst out laughing.

"My brother owes money outside again. My parents called me and asked me to transfer money to them. It's ridiculous. I've been in Chicago for five years and haven't saved much money."

"All for the family?"

If you don’t make money, Wang Ruhu naturally won’t believe it. Otherwise, there would be no such many Chinese in the United States, and there would be no more people who would smuggle over.

When the woman heard the question, there was no need for the woman to hide it. She took a sip of beer, "After the divorce, I smuggled over and wanted to earn more money and show it to my ex-husband. As a result, it took five years and I didn't even dare to go back home. My parents called me, and I could only say that I had a good life here and it was easy to make money."

Perhaps because he was afraid that Wang Ruhu would cause misunderstandings, he quickly explained: "I work in a beauty salon, massage and cupping for guests. You don't know. In fact, foreigners like this very much, and they give a lot of tips every time. When I came, I almost went to work as Liu Ying with other women, just doing that kind of business. Anyway, no one knows them here, and when I go back, just wear gold and silver, and show goodness in front of my family. You don't know that these women earn more money in a day, sometimes more than me in half a month, and Uncle Long doesn't care. He said that they are all for making money, and it's not shabby."

The drunkenness came, and the more the woman talked, the more she was, the pressure was too great and she needed to talk to someone. She pulled Wang Ruhu while eating and drinking, and spoke loudly. She was drunk and even called her younger brother who was at home for nothing, just a bad gambling guy.

Wang Ruhu just listened quietly and did not agree with the statement. What if he just wanted to bring the relationship closer and had something to do with him?

Under the stars and moons, the woman sitting on the chair kicked open the empty beer cans, got up from above, stepped on her high heels and walked to the other side of the stairs, held the door of the stairs, and turned around and smiled.

"Ahu, Sister Lan will call you like this from now on, be more kind. And... Thank you for listening to my sister chatting so much nonsense."

Then, she waved her hand casually and walked downstairs with the sound of her high heels.

Sure enough, in order to get closer, Wang Ruhu looked at the half can of beer in his hand, swayed it twice, and raised his head and drank it dry.

‘Just listen, it’s not your business… I just don’t eat enough, I hope I won’t have a bad stomach in the middle of the night.’

I wanted to see the time, but I didn't have a watch. I picked up an empty can, walked to the edge, moved the building not far ahead, threw it over, smashed it on the wall, and a thud sound came. In less than a moment, a man's roar sounded in the window.

"What do you want to do if you don't go to bed at 10 o'clock? You won't go to work tomorrow!"

Until time, Wang Ruhu returned to the room, took out the drawings he had drawn before, and found a more detailed picture of the paintings. The roads, buildings, street intersections, cameras, and wherever police patrols were clearly marked.

The rest is going to take a trip around Chicago private university, touch the situation, find out the trajectory of the journey named Harris, or live in the school for a long time, how many policemen are around.

After all, if a smuggler goes to find someone else, others may not help, and they don’t even know if there is any other price.

After planning the drawings, Wang Ruhu yawned, turned off the lights, took off his clothes and lay down on the wooden bed on the ground. The plan passed in his head again before he fell asleep.

Oh...ohoh~~~

The rooster crowed in the chicken cage downstairs. When it was dawn, Wang Ruhu got up on time, washed up in a hurry, put on his clothes, opened the door and went downstairs. The women on the second floor also began to get busy at this time. When they saw the figures downstairs, they greeted him one after another. They couldn't help but look at the bulging figure, and the younger ones didn't care.

"What's so good about this? It's so heavy."

The older woman, staring at Wang Ruhu who smiled, said, "A man is a mountain. If you press on him, you will know how at ease."

Wang Ruhu heard these words naturally, and he was quite embarrassed. Yu Guangli saw a woman waving at him on the second floor and looking up. It was Li Lan who was drinking together last night.

He then smiled, nodded and said hello to Uncle Long who swept the floor with a broom, and walked quickly to the street. The latter looked at the thick and thick side of the street. Long Xing was holding a broom and turned around and yelled at the woman on the second floor.

"What's so good about it? I'm not a man!"

He 'cut', threw the broom away from the wall and leaned against it. He turned to the store to open the door. On the aisle on the second floor, a group of people and women burst into laughter.
Chapter completed!