Because he lacked a disability certificate, Fatty would not be able to get any disability subsidies or social security benefits.
Fatty was normal, but there was no evidence. For example, his behavior and logic were very different from ordinary people. His thoughts could not be understood by normal people. For example, he did not know the ways of the world, and it was difficult for him to calculate addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division within 100. Sometimes, his brain was a mess.
If one were to say that it was abnormal, Fatty was someone who had graduated from junior high school. He also had a junior high school diploma. One had to know that when they took the junior high school graduation group photo, the photographer had spent a lot of effort to frame him.
Moreover, he could write a composition of 800 words with a pen. Of course, it was definitely not clear and organized, but he could understand addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division within 10,000 words through a pen, and there were very few mistakes.
Moreover, he was a little smart. He was not really a stupid person. It was just that it was hard to hide his thoughts and expressions. People could see through him at a glance, and the things he did often made people not know whether to laugh or cry.
The only thing that was outstanding about him was his memory. He could remember everything from eight hundred years ago. Whose hair did He Zhou pull when he was in elementary school? Who was his deskmate? Which year and month did he write a love letter to whom? What the contents of the love letter were, he could still remember them all.
He had almost forgotten the name of He Zhou's former pen pal, but Fatty was able to recite his contact address.
As long as he was with Fatty, he would forget about things. If there was anything he could not remember, he could ask Fatty. It was definitely the right thing to do.
Therefore, the more lazy one was to memorize something, the harder it was to memorize it. There was a certain logic in using "advance and disregard". Sometimes, he wondered if his memory loss had something to do with Fatty. He often resented Fatty for not using his good memory on his studies.
Qu Fu tilted her head and said, "At least you have a conscience."
He Zhou said, "When have I done anything without a conscience?"
Fatty took the heavy school bag from his sister's back. Qu Fu did not refuse and directly threw it to him, because no one knew better than her what kind of person her big brother was. If she did not give it to him because of her heartache, he would definitely be annoyed like a child, because she wanted to highlight his role as a big brother.
The backpack's strap was too short. Fatty's arms could not fit in, and he could only worry.
Qufu couldn't even remember how many times his brother had made this mistake, but he still had to remind him every time. "Hang it on your shoulder. You can't carry it even if you unbutton it."
"Oh, oh." Fatty slapped his head and hung his backpack on his shoulder like it was a shoulder bag. "Oh my, I'm so stupid," he said in annoyance.
Qu Fu snorted coldly at He Zhou and said, "You think I don't know? When I was young, whenever something happened to you, you always made my brother take the blame. My father beat him up a lot."
He Zhou said guiltily, "That's because I wasn't sensible when I was young."
Fatty had taken the blame for him so many times, big and small. He couldn't even remember clearly.
Fatty argued, "He Zhou is my bro. He's the best bro to me."
Although his brain wasn't very bright, he could tell who was good to him and who was bad to him.
"Then I don't treat you well?" Qu Fu asked.
Fatty hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It's not the same. You are my sister."
"Alright, I won't argue with you anymore." Qu Fu rolled his eyes at He Zhou and then changed the topic. "However, you helped him find a job and even stood up for him. You didn't let him be bullied. I still have to thank you."
He Zhou said, "He and I are brothers. There's no need to thank me. Let's go. I'll send you back. "
Qu Fu said, "Did you drink? Forget it. You don't need to send us back. There are two of us. You, on the other hand, don't ask us to send you back alone. "
He Zhou thought for a moment and said, "Okay, Fatty. Don't go to work tomorrow. Take a day off and I'll look for you."
"Okay." Fatty agreed readily.
He Zhou waved at the siblings, turned around, and left. After turning into an alley, he could still hear the siblings chattering from afar. Fatty's voice was the loudest.
His house was not far from there, but it was not close either. He did not take a taxi. He wanted to take advantage of the time he had to walk to get rid of the alcohol.
When he got home, he poured some water from the water dispenser and gulped it down. Without taking a shower, he fell asleep on the bed.
When he woke up, it was already late in the morning. The first thing he did was to run to the toilet.
Ignoring his empty stomach, he quickly went to the bathroom to take a shower and change his clothes. He was so hungry that he plucked a bunch of grapes from the grapevines in the yard. Without washing them, he squeezed them into his mouth one by one.
The grapes were not ripe and were very raw. It was so sour that he grimaced in pain before he stopped.
He went out and locked the door. Just as he was about to turn around, he hesitated for a moment and turned around to open the door. He went into the house to find the pants he had changed out of. He found a bank card and some loose notes and stuffed them into his pocket.
He locked the door again and drove to a restaurant. He first poured himself some tea to quench his thirst, then ordered a plate of stir-fried pork and finished it happily.
There was an ATM at the entrance of the restaurant. He walked in and withdrew 2,000 yuan. He still had 22,000 yuan in his bank card.
Of which, only 2,000 yuan was his own. The rest was transferred by his mother to him to take his grandmother to the hospital last time, but he did not use it. The money had been lying in his bank card.
Since his mother did not ask him for it, he naturally would not take the initiative to return it to his mother. He could only hope that his mother had forgotten about it.
However, after thinking about it, he estimated that the possibility was not high. His mother's memory was much better than his.
An eight or nine-year-old child was peeing on his car. He hurriedly walked over and scolded, "Hey, hurry up. Who taught you to pee?"
To his surprise, the child actually cried in confusion. Then, a woman ran over with a small bag and comforted him. Then, she kicked the car twice and scolded, "Son of a b * tch. What's so great about driving a broken car?"
He Zhou slightly closed his eyes and took a deep breath to comfort himself. There was no need to be angry with this kind of person. He drove the car and left. He was absolutely unwilling to talk to this kind of person. Even if he won the argument, it would be beneath his dignity.
Passing through the bustling downtown area, they went all the way in the direction of Qu Yang's house.
Qu Yang's family lived in the south of the city. It was originally a suburb. Later, with the development of the town, their area slowly became more populated. Fatty's father was a ruthless person. After demolishing the mud house on the old foundation, he pulled a handcart into the city every day to pick up the waste bricks from the demolished house. He built the wall by himself, brick by brick. When he hung the roof, he hired three to five people to build four storefront rooms.
Three of them were rented to a veterinary shop that sold veterinary medicine and feed. The rent was more than 3,000 yuan a year. The last one was used by the Qu family.
At that time, Qu Yang and Qu Fu were still young. A house with two beds, a shed at the door, and a stove could make do. However, as the children grew older, it was not easy to live.
Naturally, it was not easy to take back the house that was rented out. Besides, reducing the rental income, Qu Yang's father would certainly not agree.
He found another way. Anyway, there was plenty of empty space. Copying the previous method, he pulled Fatty to pick up bricks and tiles and built two more rooms behind the house.
There were not that many old tiles to pick up, so the roof was half black old stone tiles and the other half white asbestos tiles.
The old couple continued to live in the front room, while Qu Yang and Qu Fu each had their own bedroom.
At that time, He Zhou was in his second year of high school. After Fatty moved into his bedroom, he specially spent 20 cents to tell He Zhou the good news.
Therefore, it was difficult for He Zhou not to know some things.
The car parked, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Qu Yang's father plucking the pig trotters with pliers.
Qu Yang's father raised his head and said, "Hey, He Zhou. I haven't seen you for a long time. Come in and sit."
He Zhou said, "Uncle, are you improving Qu Fu's diet?"
He knew how hard the Qu family's days were. Buying such a pair of big pig trotters was definitely not for Qu Yang. It was already too nutritious. If Qu Fu was not at home, He Zhou did not believe that Fatty's father would be willing to spend so much money.
Qu Yang's father said, "The big pot of food in school doesn't have a lot of oil. She eats it every day and becomes thin. She's in her third year of high school. If she doesn't eat well, it will definitely affect her studies."
He Zhou said, "Yes, we should nourish her and let her eat more."
He admired Qu Yang's father very much. He was a cripple and his life was not convenient, but he still managed to raise a big family. At that time, he often thought about what it meant to be a man.
Qu Yang's father was the classic example of a real man. In the face of hardship, he never lowered his head and did not run away. He could bear the burden and move forward with determination.
Fatty heard the commotion and immediately rushed in from the backyard. When he saw He Zhou, he said in surprise, "He Zhou …"
He Zhou said, "Be careful not to fall."
Qu Yang's father said, "He's just careless. Don't leave later. Let's have a good drink tonight. You guys go play first. "
He Zhou did not refuse and agreed immediately, "Okay."
He followed Fatty into the yard.
Fatty's mother was peeling green beans in the yard.
He Zhou called out, "Auntie, are you peeling the beans?"
Qu Yang's mother's hair was messy like a bird's nest. Her clothes were greasy, but she only grinned when she saw He Zhou.
He Zhou was already used to her reaction.
Qu Yang's mother was not born with a mental illness. She was stimulated after birth. Her condition was good and bad. When it was bad, she would lose her temper, break things, and go crazy. She even tried to commit suicide. When she was better, she washed clothes and cooked. She was no different from a normal person, but her words were incoherent. People who did not know her well would often be angered to death by the nonsense she said.
She needed to take medicine all year round to control her condition.
No matter how tough Qu Yang's father was, he could not bear the burden of a patient. Most of his income was spent on Qu Yang's mother.
However, He Zhou did not hear Qu Yang's father complain. He could even hear a hint of pride in his words.
Qu Yang's father and his parents could not explain why he was born with a cripple. When he was young, people called him Little Cripple, and when he grew up, they called him Cripple Qu.
His family was poor, and he had many brothers. It was difficult for a normal person to find a wife, let alone a cripple like him. He was about to reach thirty years old. If he could not find a wife, he was basically destined to be single for the rest of his life in the countryside.
One year, he went to repair the embankment to earn work credits. An old man he did not know told him that he wanted to introduce a girl from the city to him. He thought it was a joke, but the next day, the old man really brought a girl to him.
The girl was really beautiful.
This was what he said to He Zhou when he was drunk.
So what if she looked stupid? It was better than not having a warm bed and being a bachelor for the rest of his life with no children to take care of him, right?
He wanted to give the old man the two yuan he had secretly saved, but the old man refused. The old man cried and left, only asking him to treat her well.
Under everyone's astonished gaze, he mysteriously brought a wife home. Unfortunately, there was no place to stay at home.
He could only be thick-skinned and go to the production team to ask for a house to live in. The production team leader, who was also from the same family, pitied him and gave him the cowshed. He repaired it and finally managed to get a house.
When his fat son was three years old, the old man who introduced him to his wife appeared in bright clothes. Only then did he know that this was his father-in-law, and his father-in-law had become a high-ranking official.
His father-in-law spared no effort in helping him, and he lived a carefree life for two years. He even had ample money.
Unfortunately, the old man did not live long and died of lung cancer soon after.
None of his brothers-in-law and sisters-in-law were willing to ask about him.
Once again, he was in financial trouble. However, when he saw his literate wife teaching his son to sing, he felt very gratified. With a son and a wife, what else could he not be satisfied with?
At that time, he had not realized that his son was a stupid son.
Qu Fu came out of the house and wiped his wet hair with a towel. He smiled and said, "Brother Zhou, find a place to sit."
He Zhou said, "I don't need you to care about me. Just do what you need to do."
Qu Fu dried his hair and hung the towel on the rope outside. Then, he filled a basin of water under the tap and poured the water from the thermos into it. He tested the temperature of the water and pulled his mother over. He coaxed her, "Come and wash your hair."
The old lady waved her hand unwillingly.
Qu Fu's father poked his head in from outside the house and said loudly, "I just took a bath the day before yesterday. There's no need to wash it. Why bother?"
Qu Fu said unhappily, "Forget it. You have dandruff all over your head. I don't know how you wash it."
Qu Fu's father retracted his head and did not say anything.
Qu Fu said to his mother with a straight face, "If you don't wash your hair, you're not allowed to eat tonight."
Only then did Qu Fu's mother obediently put her head into the basin of water and let Qu Fu scrub it.
He Zhou found it funny and followed the fat man into his house.
The house was not big. The cement floor was bumpy and the furnishings were very simple. There was a bed, a table, and a chair. At the corner of the room was a clothesline made of two nails with a layer of clothes hanging on it.
To He Zhou's surprise, it was not as messy as he had imagined. The things on the table were neat and tidy, and the blankets were neatly folded.
He smiled and said, "It's so clean today."
Just as he was about to sit on the bed, he was stopped by the fat man. The fat man said, "Don't sit in a mess. She'll scold you very fiercely."
He Zhou did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Helpless, he could only move a chair and sit at the door.
He saw Qu Fu wash the old lady's hair and then pull her into the house. After a while, the old lady came out in a clean set of clothes.
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