Chapter 817: Mr. Li's Extra 1: The Tragedy Begins (All Extras Focus on Male Abuse)
"Where's the money?"
Li Jinxing took out 210 yuan from his pocket. It was a wrinkled ball with cement dust on it.
The man snatched it away and counted it: "Only two hundred yuan?" He pulled the man over and reached into Li Jinxing's pocket, searching all over his body but couldn't find any extra money.
"This little money is not even enough for me to buy some wine, how can I support you and your mother?"
Li Jinxing had obviously become accustomed to the daily ridicule from men. As he walked forward, he could hear the men's verbal abuse from behind him.
"You're such a useless thing, just like your mother, a money-loser. With so little money, do you still want to send your mother to the hospital for treatment?"
Treatment? Li Jinxing scoffed in his heart, is there still hope for his mother to be cured? Every time he came back, his money was taken away by him.
The two-bedroom, one-living room house is only about 60 or 70 square meters. The palm-sized living room is filled with wine bottles and cigarette butts on the table. The small room and poor air circulation result in a disgusting stench all around.
Li Jinxing patiently walked to the innermost bedroom, opened the door and turned on the light. The room was also filled with various sundries. There was a wooden bed against the wall, and a skinny woman was lying on it. The autumn night in August was a little cold, and the woman was only wearing a skirt, with her lower body exposed.
It turned out that the woman was paralyzed and had been lying in bed all year round, unable to move, which led to muscle atrophy and made her unable to even take care of herself. When Li Jinxing was at home, he could collect her urination and defecation, wipe her body, feed her and give her water in time. When he was not at home, she could only defecate in bed.
The man doesn't care about her, and even thinks she is dirty and smelly. He won't take care of her at all. She will be hungry all day long and can't even drink water. In the words of the man, the less you eat, the less you poop.
Li Jinxing looked numb. He was already used to seeing women's dirty bodies. He took a basin to get clean hot water, cleaned the excrement on the wooden board, wiped the woman's body, changed her into clean clothes, and covered her with the quilt again.
"Mom, have you eaten today?"
The woman on the bed didn't say anything, but just twisted her mouth and her face was full of tears.
It seems that he didn't eat it.
Li Jinxing first poured a cup of warm water for the woman to drink. The woman was obviously thirsty all day and drank the water in big gulps.
"Slow down, don't choke."
She was really light, and Li Jinxing, a ten-year-old child, could easily pick her up. She drank so fast that water flowed out from the corners of her crooked mouth, wetting her gray hair.
Li Jinxing thought more than once, if his mother had not been sick, would he be in elementary school like other children now, without having to work hard to earn money, without being beaten and scolded by his alcoholic father, and without being "locked" in this narrow "black hole" without seeing the sun.
Li Jinxing reached out and wiped the water off the woman's face: "I'll go make some food."
Li Jinxing put the woman down and left the room. Looking at the man lying on the sofa and snoring with a bottle of wine in his arms, Li Jinxing suppressed the urge to kill the man.
He went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and looked at the few vegetables left inside. He had to go buy more meat after finishing it. Li Jinxing took out the last two eggs and a handful of noodles from the refrigerator and made a bowl of egg noodle soup. He brought the noodles back to the room.
He broke the noodles into small pieces and fed them into the woman's mouth in small bites.
"Xiaoxing..." the woman called out incoherently. These were the two clearest words she had spoken since becoming paralyzed. "Eat."
She wanted Li Jinxing to eat too, but Li Jinxing was also malnourished and as thin as a bamboo pole.
Li Jinxing started working at the age of eight and did all kinds of jobs, such as handing out flyers and running around the streets in a rag doll in the middle of summer. Later, when the regulations became stricter and child labor was not allowed, he could only go to wash dishes and sweep the floor in a fly-infested restaurant. But he was too young and the boss thought he was not flexible enough and fired him after only two days. He then went to the dock to move cement.
The work was dirty and tiring. A bag of cement cost 80 yuan. He didn't have enough strength, so he had to help others carry it. He only got 30 yuan. He worked all day and only got a little over 200 yuan. When he got home, the men would snatch it all away.
Li Jinxing thought about running away, but he couldn't leave his paralyzed mother behind, so he could only work hard to earn money to support his alcoholic father.
No matter how smart Li Jinxing was, he was just a child with little knowledge. Unable to think of a good solution, he could only curse the man in his heart for dying suddenly from drinking.
Li Jinxing didn't say anything and fed the woman noodles until she couldn't eat any more and he ate the leftovers.
The woman looked at her son eating noodles with big mouthfuls, and her eyes blurred again. Now she was lying in bed unable to move, she might as well die.
After finishing his noodles, Li Jinxing took them to the kitchen to wash them, then went to the bathroom to wash up briefly and wash the dirty clothes at home. It was almost dawn when he finished. In the room, Li Jinxing would not communicate with women because the house was not soundproof and the men would hear it.
The bed was too small, so Li Jinxing used old clothes that he could no longer wear to pad the floor.
As soon as the lights were turned off, the whole room fell into darkness. The woman couldn't sleep. She slept during the day and looked at her son as much as possible at night.
"Xiaoxing, run... don't... care about me..." She wanted Li Jinxing to leave her and run away. He was still young and had a long future. Only by leaving here could he start his life over again and live a good life.
Her son was smart and sensible and shouldn't be stuck in such filthy mud.
She was used to the darkness, and she didn't want the child she had carried for ten months to grow up in the dark without even seeing the light.
The woman watched Li Jinxing's thin body move twice. She didn't know whether he had heard her or not.
After a long while, Li Jinxing finally spoke: "Let's run together. I won't leave you alone."
The woman sobbed and cried, not daring to make a sound for fear of waking up the man outside.
He went to bed in the early morning and got up at six the next day. Although he was young, Li Jinxing had very thick dark circles under his eyes. He quickly cleaned up the floor, let the woman go to the toilet, helped her wash up, made breakfast and fed her two bites before leaving.
"Cooking noodles in plain water again?" The man woke up when he heard the noise. He did nothing at home, just eating, drinking, having fun, and waiting for money. If Li Jinxing took out more money a day, he would be in a good mood to take care of the woman's excrement and urine.
However, men are rarely in a good mood. Most of the time, they will do the same as yesterday, lifting the quilt, lifting the woman's skirt, and letting her hang on the bed all night, without giving the woman any dignity at all.
Ironically, to outsiders, the man is a good family man who takes care of his paralyzed wife while supporting a burden.
The man touched the two hundred yuan in his pocket and thought about going out for a meal later. As for the mother and son at home, who cares whether they are hungry or not, as long as they are not dead.
Seeing Li Jinxing changing his shoes and leaving, the man said, "Carry a few more bags of cement today, and you can't come back without 300 yuan!"
He even threatened: "If you dare to hide the money, I will break your mother's fingers!"
The man sent Li Jinxing to the job of moving cement at the dock. He knew Li Jinxing's every move and his daily income. He was also an acquaintance of the neighbors on the street. The man was relieved that a child could not run away.
Li Jinxing lowered his head, and when he turned to leave, he raised his eyes, which were red and filled with fierce blood.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
