Baldy Li and Song Gang were still wailing as they trudged along, but when they turned around, they saw that the cart puller was crushed under another man and getting pummeled. Song Gang immediately pounced on the two men, followed by Baldy Li. The boys attacked like two wild dogs, biting the other mans legs and shoulders. The man started howling, kicking his legs and flailing his arms to throw off the two boys. When he got up, the boys pounced on him again. Song Gang had the man's elbow between his teeth, Baldy Li bit down on his waist, and together they ripped his clothes and tore his flesh. The man grabbed the boys by their hair and punched their faces, but they clung on like death itself and refused to let go. They landed wild bites all over his body, reducing this man, who was as big and strong as Song Fan-ping had been, to a squealing mess, like a pig at slaughter. The mêlée ended when the cart puller got up and went over to pull Baldy Li and Song Gang back, saying, "That's enough."
Only then did Baldy Li and Song Gang loosen their jaws. The other man, soaked in blood, was petrified by the boys’ attack, and he stood there, staring like an idiot, as they went on their way.
They continued their journey, the boys covered in wounds and the man's face drenched in blood. People kept approaching them, though the two boys didn't dare cry anymore and the cart puller no longer said a word. As they walked the two children kept turning back to take careful looks at the man pulling the cart. When they saw that blood was mingling with the sweat dripping down his face, Song Gang pulled his shirt off over his head and passed it to him, saying, "Uncle, please wipe your sweat."
The cart puller shook his head. "No need."
Song Gang walked alongside him for a bit, holding his shirt in his hands. Then he asked, "Uncle, are you thirsty?"
The cart puller continued in silence, with his head down. Song Gang asked, "Uncle, I have money. I'll go buy you a popsicle."
The cart puller shook his head again, saying, "No need. When I'm thirsty, I just swallow my saliva."
Wordlessly the three of them headed home. For some time now Baldy Li and Song Gang had held back their tears. Song Gang would continually turn back solicitously to ask after the cart puller, but every time he did so, he would see his dead father and start weeping again. Baldy Li too was infected by his tears, though neither child dared sob out loud for fear of being scolded by the cart puller. Therefore they muffled their cries by covering their mouths, and no sound came from the cart puller behind them either. When they were almost home, they heard him speak again, his voice suddenly kind: "Stop crying, you're making my eyes red."
A dozen or so people had followed them all the way to their front door. They all stood by, but when the cart puller looked at them and asked if they could help lift Song Fanping, they remained silent. The cart puller didn't speak to them again and let Baldy Li and Song Gang help him. He told the boys to hold down the handles of the cart so that it would not tilt up on one end. Then he reached under Song Fanping's armpits and dragged the body off the cart, into the house, and onto the bed in the inner room. The cart puller was half a head shorter than Song Fanping, and dragging him was like dragging an overgrown tree. The cart puller's head drooped from exhaustion, and he wheezed like an accordion. After he had dragged Song Fanping onto the bed, the man walked out and sat down on a bench for a very long time, head bent and breathing hard. Baldy Li and Song Gang stood to one side, not daring to say a word. After he caught his breath, the man looked about him and saw people still standing outside the door. He asked Baldy Li and Song Gang, "Who else do you have?"
The children replied that they still had a mother, who was about to return from Shanghai. The man nodded and said that he felt better knowing that. He waved the boys over right in front of him, patted them on the shoulders, and asked, "You've heard of Red Flag Alley?"
The children nodded and said that they had. He continued, "I live at the front of the alley. My surnames Tao, and my full name is Tao Qing. If you need anything, come over to Red Flag Alley to look for me."
He stood up and walked to the door. The spectators outside immediately stepped aside, afraid of brushing against the man who had just embraced a dead man. Song Gang and Baldy Li followed him outside. When Tao lifted the cart, Song Gang said in imitation of Mama Su, "You will be rewarded in the next life."
The man nodded and left. Baldy Li and Song Gang saw him lift his hand to wipe his eyes.
That afternoon Baldy Li and Song Gang stayed at the dead Song Fanpings side. Song Fanpings flesh was shredded and streaked with dried blood, and the children were terrified by his appearance. His body was motionless, his gaping mouth was motionless, his eyes were wide open, and the pupils within were two dull little pebbles without a hint of light. Baldy Li and Song Gang had wept, wailed, and even bit, and now they started to tremble.
The brothers could see the heads and bodies of people hovering outside their window and hear the buzz of their conversation. Those people were discussing what kind of man Song Fanping was and how he had died. When someone mentioned how pitiful these two kids were, Song Gang let out a few sobs, followed by Baldy Li, and then both boys continued to gaze out fearfully. They also heard the buzz of the countless flies that had descended onto Song Fanpings corpse. The flies multiplied, swarming around the room like flurries of black snowflakes, to the point that their buzzing even drowned out the talk outside. Flies began to bite Baldy Li and Song Gang, as well as the people outside peering in — the children could hear the slapping of hands on limbs, faces, and chests. The spectators cursed as they left, having been driven away by the flies.
The light in the room began to glow red. The two children walked outside their house, and seeing that the sun was going down, they remembered that Song Fanping had promised he and Li Lan would be home by sunset. Baldy Li and Song Gang held each others hand and headed once again for the bus depot. When they passed the snack shop next to the station, they saw Mama Su seated inside. Song Gang explained to her, "We're here to wait for our mother. She's returning from Shanghai."
The two children walked to the part of the station where the buses pulled in. They stood on tiptoe and craned their necks in the direction of the highway. At the far edge of the horizon, beyond the fields, a cloud of dust was rolling in. They could make out that it was a bus headed their way and could hear the blare of the bus s horn. Song Gang turned to Baldy Li and said, "Mamas back."
Song Gangs face was drenched in tears, while Baldy Li's had flowed down his neck. The bus moved toward them in a cloud of dust that enveloped and blinded them. Once the dust had dispersed, they saw passengers carrying bags and suitcases emerging from the depot. First a handful of people, then an entire line filed past the two boys, but Baldy Li and Song Gang did not see Li Lan. They waited until the last person emerged from the depot, but they still did not see their mother walk out the door.
Song Gang timidly approached the last passenger. "Is this the bus from Shanghai?"
The man nodded. He looked at the boys’ tear-streaked faces and asked, "Whose children are you? Why are you standing here?"
His questions brought forth a torrent of tears from both Baldy Li and Song Gang. Startled, he grabbed his luggage and hurried away, repeatedly glancing back curiously at the two children. The boys cried after him, "We are Song Fanping's kids. Song Fanping is dead. Now we're waiting for Li Lan to come home. Li Lan is our mother…"
Without waiting for the children to finish, the man had already walked far away. Baldy Li and Song Gang continued to wait at the entrance to the station, thinking that perhaps Li Lan would be on the next bus. They stood there for a long time, until the big wooden door of the main hall was shuttered and the heavy metal gate of the bus depot was locked up. They still stood there, waiting for their mother to come home from Shanghai.