Upstairs.
Inside the room.
"It's a long story. When I first got here, I didn't know how to do anything. I was frantic, couldn't sleep a wink at night. Then guess what happened? One evening, while I was drowning my sorrows by the river, I ran into a foreigner. That bastard jumped straight in with a splash, right in front of me. Scared the hell out of me." Sun Duhe was setting up an antenna by the window with a screwdriver, his mouth never stopping as he recounted his experiences.
"I've never been too friendly toward those blond, blue-eyed foreigners, but with reform and opening up, we're supposed to call them foreign friends now. I couldn't just watch the bastard die right under my nose, could I? So I jumped straight in after him. By the time I finally dragged him out, his belly was all swollen. I was so scared I slapped him hard across the face several times before he finally came around."
Listening to his vivid account, Lian Youming didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "And then?"
Sun Duhe curled his lip. "Then the bastard threw up all over the place. Once he was done, he hugged me and started bawling. I'd learned a little simple foreign language from my woman, and after talking for ages, I finally found out his sweetheart had run off with someone else, so he wanted to kill himself. I spent ages talking him out of it. Who would've thought the bastard was an electrical appliance repairman who'd come along to help set up machinery? To repay me, he took me under his wing for three months and taught me all sorts of skills... heh heh..." Lian Youming sighed. Fortune and misfortune really were unpredictable, and life's encounters could be strange