Chapter 5 chapter Five

I must live among them.But do they really need me? Now, Xie Ping finally realized how quiet it was on a sunny day.The sky was as blue as a motionless lake.The bare poplar branches are covered with downy tree hangings, which look so pink and jade-like.By noon, the road surface had melted into a pool of sticky mud, which even the white-necked crows dared not descend on.People have no choice but to stick to the base of the wall and choose a cold and hard place to set foot.After lunch, the radio was stopped, and the surrounding area seemed to have sunk into the bottom of the lake again, and nothing could be heard.Afterwards, you can only see the ox cart carrying empty milk tanks slowly passing by the window.Then came the car that came back from the slaughterhouse.There was blood dripping from the cracks in the carriage.There are also bullock carts pulling grass.They struggled in the mud puddle with three steps.The swaying wagon crashed against the axle with a terrifying thud and creak.The tall haystack seemed to collapse every moment, but miraculously united itself.The handlebars were still lying on the swaying haystacks, lazily stretching out their dirty feet and whips with red cloth fringes from under their bare old goatskin coats, snoozing, enjoying the warmth The caress of the buoyant sun.

When it rang in the evening, Xie Ping went to cook dinner.Walking past the agency basketball court, he saw Mrs. Weizhen and Jianguo.They stayed at the side of the field at first, waiting for someone, and when they saw someone, they slipped out and dodged into the extremely dark forest belt shrouded in twilight.Outside the forest belt, a trailer was parked.It didn't turn off, it started up suddenly, and the lights were still on.Xie Ping recognized it as a car from the testing station.He guessed that Sister-in-law Weizhen and Jianguo were here to visit Captain Zhao, so he chased after him and shouted, "Sister-in-law Weizhen!" No one answered.After chasing out of the forest belt, I saw Mrs. Weizhen and Jianguo climbing up the trailer in a panic.He called out again: "I'm Xie Ping." Weizhen's sister-in-law's hand softened, her foot slipped, and she fell off the carriage.Jianguo didn't want to hide in the first place.At this time, he jumped off the ground, picked up his mother first, and turned around and called: "Uncle Xie", trying to run this way, but was held back by Mrs. Weizhen.Sister-in-law Weizhen didn't even bother to rub the swollen areas on her legs and brush her messy temple hair. She just hugged Jianguo and shrank back into the shadow cast by the carriage board until Xie Ping walked up to her. Then she raised her head, looked at Xie Ping with red eyes, and said, "It's...you..." She looked so respectful and humble, yet so strange.Xie Ping felt sad for a while.

"To see Captain Zhao?" Xie Ping asked. "No!" she replied as if electrocuted. "I haven't eaten yet. Coincidentally, the dining hall of the field department has just opened for dinner..." Xie Ping said. "No, no, no..." She waved her hands nervously. At this time, the two drivers on the locomotive got a two-meter-long pine plank from somewhere, lifted it, put it in the trailer, and came to greet Wei Zhen and his wife to get on the car.She didn't say anything else, and hurriedly pushed her son into the car first.After that, the car drove away.

It was very dark in the forest belt, and many lights were lit far and near.Xie Ping watched the trailer drive away, then turned his head and walked into the darkness.Walking and walking, unknowingly came to the small cafeteria of the guest house.He simply went on.There is an open field behind.There is a small raised bump on the open ground.In fact, that is the top cover of the big vegetable cellar in the field department.The army lives in the cellar of Dalai, so they don't have to worry about sleeping all night.At the west end of the big vegetable cellar, there is a big pit.Half of it is covered with tree trunks, branches, reed foil, and hay; the other half is exposed to the sky.In the open half, there is thin and dirty snow in the shade.There are two pig troughs dug out of whole logs.In the half of the roof of the shed, there were a few pigs lying in the dark, humming and chirping.Behind the pigsty and the vegetable cellar is a sparse belt of jujube forest.The sand jujube forest with the back is the big empty place.To the west of the empty field are the cave-style bungalows of the field department guard squad and nursery school.In the southeast corner behind the empty field, sparks are emitting from the iron chimney, which is the horse.chicken farm.Behind it is a piece of old alkali bag with ups and downs.In the middle of the alkali bag, there are several small huts facing inwards facing the door, surrounded by crooked rusty barbed wire symbolically, that is a detention center.

At this time, two guards in fur coats were standing on the top of the big vegetable cellar, with their guns on their backs, facing the northwestern wind blowing sideways, putting their hands in the pockets of their fur coats, squinting, looking at the guards squatting in the small cafeteria. Those who eat in front of the back wall commit crimes.The wind blew their fur hats and earflaps flickering.His blue face was hot and spicy. "Report." One prisoner finished eating.He picked up a bowl of snow, wiped the bowl, and stroked the chopsticks under his armpits, then took two steps forward respectfully, and stood alone in the wind.This guy was originally a teacher in the Xiajiuli branch, who raped the female student Wazi.He still wears a pair of old-fashioned glasses with yellow frames, and when the wind blows, he trembles like chaff.But in order to please the guards, the bastard tried his best to cling to his legs with his hands hanging down, as if he could stand firm by doing so, and complied with the prison rules.Then stand up the second one.Hiccupping, turned up the collar of his coat, and lit a cigarette.His name is Li Yu.Chief of staff of the second team of Crow Eight Dollars. Before bringing young people from Zhibian to Yangmahe in 1956, he worked seriously as a township head in Henan for two years.He was young and capable at that time.Ordinarily, a man of his size has been in Yangmahe for several years, no matter how good he is, he can't just be the chief of the department.In the team brought by him back then, there were those who were far inferior to him in ability, and some even became vice-captains.But he gnawed at being too capable, too smart, and too unwilling to settle down.Blindly.I privately grow purple garlic and yellow smoke, and sell them in the commune market.It is said that leather boots and knives were resold.Old china and earrings.Little things like necklaces.And take others to do it.He is the focus of the audience's "social education".Double opening (expulsion of party membership and dismissal of cadres) is a certainty.Now it is waiting for the Teachers, Society and Education Group to discuss whether to hand it over to the political and legal department.The third one stood up, drove the carriage overturned and killed the horse.The fourth is still a middle school student.It is said that he stole the wooden box where the meal tickets were stored in the school cafeteria, and exchanged the meal tickets for cigarettes.Of the four, only the teacher who abused his own students was in handcuffs.The guard hates this number the most.After putting on the handcuffs, you have to tighten him up.The last one to stand up was Captain Zhao.

After eating, he didn't get up for a long time.People from the small cafeteria came to collect the vegetable pots and steamed bun baskets, and greeted him: "It's over!" He smiled and nodded to them, then squatted there as usual, with his back against the earthen wall, and rolled a cigarette.The guards didn't rush him either.Those four didn't even look at him, they just stuck themselves in the wind like a wooden man.When the cigarette was burning, he stood up and returned to the team.The student greedily looked at the cigarette butt that was on and off on his mouth.He really let him take two sips and had a good time.Then, he unceremoniously snatched the cigarette from the student's mouth, and snuffed out the cigarette end with his blunt fingers without fear of burning.The bright red smoke particles drifted away with the wind.The pair of yellow Junbu leather gloves with sleeves that Xie Ping had given him hung on both sides of his strong but slightly rickety body, swaying with the wind.He didn't seem to see Xie Ping.Or, pretend not to see it.Just wait until you walk to the door of the auditorium, and then go forward, and you will never see him again.At this time, he suddenly stopped, turned around to strike a match, and lit a cigarette.When the flames illuminated his black face, Xie Ping saw his eyeballs suddenly squeezed to the corner of his eyes, and they flickered brightly.When the small team of inmates completely disappeared on the side of the gable of the auditorium, one of the guards urged him from a distance, and he glanced at Xie Ping intently, put on his gloves, and followed the small team calmly. .

The next two weeks passed peacefully.Assistant Chen’s wife often asks Xie Pingxiang to help her get eggs from the chicken farm (carry a cardboard box, first go to the sawdust workshop of the processing plant to load sawdust), go to the animal husbandry team to get yogurt lumps, and help her family pile peat, turn over Laying cellars, digging out firewalls, planting piles to dry clothes... One day, Xie Ping was collecting the party dues from each company for Assistant Chen.Assistant Chen happily walked in, and triumphantly took out a pair of broken horseshoes from his black artificial leather bag that had been used for many years.Grinded extremely thin, shiny, with bald and round nail teeth.The side next to the face of the palm is rusty and thick, and when it is lifted up, red flakes fall off.It's really a dirty thing that no one looks at on the side of the road.Assistant Chen was carrying an untouchable and intangible treasure, and hurriedly asked Xie Ping to draw a brand new large kraft paper envelope for him from the filing cabinet. Probing in, he carefully put the two iron shoes on the bottom of the bag, as if it were some unearthed cultural relics on the record, and asked Xie Ping to send it to the political commissar's house immediately, hand it over to the political commissar's lover, and write neatly on the letter leather case with a brush. Above: "Meet the headmaster Yuan Meiyuan personally to sign."

What's wrong?The iron palm that Zuo Zongtang used to chase the wind horse under his crotch during his westward expedition?Ye Jingui? !I'm summing up party dues!Xie Ping murmured in his heart.Turning the abacus beads to the mountain, he said: "Later. Or, simply, Old Chen, you go for a trip by yourself." These days, Xie Ping has discovered that Assistant Chen has this problem.Tribal love.Xie Ping had to carry even the coals for the old Bai Hawu (the coals were distributed once a week in the agency), and he had to stack them for her mother, and he had to sweep away the coal dust.But Xie Ping felt that these things could be tolerated.Today, if the political commissar's lover falls ill and needs to be sent to the health team for rescue, Xie Ping has no problem with lifting the bed.But is this a bird thing?Broken Iron Palm is more important than party dues?

Assistant Chen was surprised by Xie Ping's blunt attitude.But it is not easy to think that the summary of party dues of dozens of units is wrong.He then said, "Okay then. After the total is typed out, I'll trouble you to make another trip. I'll talk to Chief Zhang about something." Ten minutes later, he turned back and saw that the package was still lying on the window sill.For a while, the sun climbed over the forest belt, and the icy water that melted from the glass window poured down in a big pool, soaking a corner of the brown paper envelope.He picked up the envelope as if fighting a fire, and asked loudly, "Did you do it on purpose or something?!"

"Didn't you put this bag on the window sill yourself?" Xie Ping asked.Ask Assistant Chen to stir up and down, and the total number of party dues can't be matched three times.There are still two or three units that have not been handed in, so I have to remind them.Is there an end? ! "Where was the water on the window sill just now?" "So, I poured it on?" "I'll let you watch!" "That paper bag contains syrup? Are you afraid of water?" Xie Ping felt that he could no longer control himself. "You don't want to speak up for me. Leave it alone, why do you want to care about me?" Assistant Chen's hands holding the paper bag trembled.He was really on fire.

Xie Ping didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he pushed the abacus with a "bang", and shouted: "If you think that giving his mother a broken piece of iron is more important than collecting party fees, I will run errands for you!" When he came back from the political commissar's house, the money, abacus and forms on the table were all gone.Surprised.I hurried to the office of the organization unit to find Assistant Chen.He is reading a newspaper. "You took the money?" Xie Ping asked. "Who will accept if I don't?" Assistant Chen replied. "There are still two companies that haven't been urged to come up." "I don't want to trouble you." Assistant Chen flipped through the newspaper and continued to read another page. "Vice Principal Yuan said, thank you." "She called." He turned the newspaper over again and continued to read the page he had read before. Xie Ping saw that Assistant Chen's face was stiff and monolithic, and he felt sad and uncomfortable, but he felt that he had done what he had to do and there was nothing wrong with him, so he turned around and backed out. One day, after dinner, he stood at the gate of the agency, staring blankly at the sunset.Lao Ning came over and called him into the mission room and asked him, "What's the matter? Are you so tense with that guy named Chen?" Xie Ping was upset and didn't want to talk about this matter with others.After he sighed, he just asked Lao Ning: "Do you know why the political commissar's wife wants those broken horseshoes?" "Vice-principal Yuan has that hobby. He specializes in collecting those things. There is a special room at home where those things are hung. To recuperate..." Lao Ning smiled faintly, and didn't intend to talk about this piece of broken iron.Pulled out a blackened steel pot from under the bed, lifted the lid, and said to Xie Ping, "Eat some." There were more than a dozen boiled potatoes and eggs in the pot.Eggs are hard to find.In the company, during the confinement period, the instructor's approval slips are only given a hundred and ten.There are two poached eggs in the patient's meal, and there must be a note from the instructor.Lao Ning is Lu Guang.Don't look at him as a college student, he is very close and close to the old men in the horse farm, chicken farm, and slaughterhouse.His "black pot" often has these things that others can't get.Naturally, it is not obtained by approval.One thing down one thing, some tofu in brine.Where in the world is there a way to be unstoppable?Xie Ping took a cold potato. "If you have high protein, don't eat it, chew that starch? Silly boy, you can't live like this." Lao Ning smiled, "I still have it in my side." He lifted the grass stubble on a wide-mouth jar in front of the bed pad cover.The inner compartment was really round and bulging, and there were more than half a tank of white shell eggs.He has everything in the house.Gongs and drums.broken musical instrument.Universal meter.electric soldering iron.Radio shell.A camera obscura containing film.enlarger.Complete set of cooking utensils.Rows of newspaper racks.Just no books.His bed was also set high behind the fire wall.The short old Ning sat on it, his feet couldn't reach the ground.As for the things piled under the bed, it was even more complicated.I'm afraid no one will make a fuss about what's in the two crates. After a while, Lao Yan from the production department walked in. "Oh, obediently..." He stomped his feet and patted his shoulders.It turned out that it was snowing again outside.It's quite dense.Not long after Lao Yan came in, Xie Ping realized that the two of them made an appointment today to talk to him. Lao Yan took off his scarf, first went to warm his cold hands, and then scratched in the pot like locusts.Familiar with the way, it is really extraordinary: if you have high protein, you will never eat starch.He can also find a small saucer, pour some thick black soy sauce in it, hold a smooth egg, and eat it.not talking.He ate five or six at a time before panting. He picked up Lao Ning's teacup and took a few sips. After passing his mouth, he sat down on the high square stool and chewed the "egg yolk" left between his teeth. Su", asked Lao Ning: "Have you talked to Xiao Xie?" Lao Ning threw a "Evergrande" cigarette to Lao Yan, and replied, "Waiting for you." "Shame! Who am I?" Lao Yan smiled, and glanced at Xie Ping by the way. "Today I am the eldest, and your second." Lao Ning smiled while dangling his short legs on the bunk. "You are the 'second child'!" Lao Yan lit a cigarette, sat on the ponytail, and leaned against the desk at both ends, laughing.On the farm, "second" is a dirty word for a man's thing. "Say it, you're welcome! Swallowing half a dozen eggs from me is enough for you to nourish for ten days, and you're not happy!" The two of them chattered, adjusting the awkward atmosphere that was inevitable in the opening remarks.Xie Ping felt extremely sad when he heard this.He understood what the kindly two of them were going to tell him today.Recently, the agency has had a lot of complaints about him getting into trouble with the assistant of the center within a few days after he came to the field department.What can he say about this? "Whatever he asked me to do, I basically did. Including what his wife asked me to do..." Xie Ping's grievance caused his face to heat up immediately. "Basic. Here, it's not enough to just do the 'basic'. Brother!" Lao Ning sat up and patted his sheet, which was not much cleaner than the one on Xie Ping's bed. "If you want to stay in the agency, you have to pass this test first. Be very obedient. Don't be too old for that kind of outrageous thing. Take off your buttocks and let someone pick you up. Why?" Lao Yan said .His eye sockets, set deep on either side of his hooked nose, glowed fiercely. "Why did I go out of line?" Xie Ping was angrily puzzled. "The political and legal department sent people to arrest Zhao Changtai. What did you do? You were very 'righteous', obediently stepped forward, and even gave him a pair of gloves. Is there such a thing?" Old Yan asked. After a while, Lao Yan asked again: "A few days ago, did you visit Zhao Changtai behind the small cafeteria?" "I didn't mean to..." Xie Ping swallowed and defended. "Xie Ping, you're not young, you're nineteen, and you're still in the organization. You should let yourself be 'intentional' all the time to carry out your physical and psychological metabolism..." Old Yan's slender neck straightened Very straight, with tight lips, "What is 'unintentional'? We are theists of the unity of motivation and effect!" "Go to Zhao Changtai and get the gloves back. Hurry up." Lao Ning said while lying down again. "Do you understand what we mean?" Old Yan asked. Xie Ping looked at Lao Yan and Lao Ning, and felt that the cold egg he ate just now was stuck in his chest, so he choked up. Qi Jingfang was waiting for him in the vacant room in the west courtyard of the guest house.It has snowed heavily.Dense and heavy.Silently. "Is something wrong? Make yourself sad?" She didn't wait for him to knock on the door, and hurried to open the door, asking in surprise. "It's okay." He took off his fur hat. "Look at you. It's all right." She brought an open fire to him.There were no guests in the house.Fire up the stove, the goal is too big.Every night when Xie Ping came to class, she prepared an open fire for him. Xie Ping sat down by the brazier, bent over, put his elbows on his legs, and stretched out his hands towards the brazier.The snow on my shoulders melted.The cotton-padded jacket was a little wet.The snow on the soles of the feet melted, and dirty water dripped onto the floor.Qi Jingfang quickly brought a floor mat and asked him to put it on it.But he just looked at the charcoal fire in the basin and was lost in thought.Qi Jingfang pushed him.Only then did he see Qi Jingfang kneeling at his feet holding a brown mat.He hurriedly stood up to make room for her.Qi Jingfang shouted: "God, don't move! If you move again, my floor will be completely dirty..." But there were already many wet and muddy shoe footprints on the vermilion lacquer floor. "I'm sorry..." He quickly took off his rubber shoes and went to get the mop, but Qi Jingfang snatched it away. "Don't make me disgusting!" She put the brown mat on the clean ground at the other end, and asked him to stand on it so that his feet would not get cold.Afterwards, he wiped the shoe footprints with a wet mop; after drying for a while, he wiped them off with an oil mop, and threw Xie Ping a pair of flannelette-lined cotton slippers, smiling: "The more you help, the more helpful you are!" Xie Ping didn't immediately put on the cotton slippers.He didn't feel cold feet, and he forgot that the hole in the heel of the socks would cause him embarrassment in front of Qi Jingfang.The "snap" of the cotton slippers hit the ground, which aroused a heat in his heart.Many grievances and incomprehensions accumulated in Lao Ning's house just now were gradually softened and melted with this sound.During these days, he has been more and more wanting to run to the west courtyard.Qi Jingfang's diligence, as well as the involuntary tenderness and consideration in all the details of her gestures, conversations and smiles, including her willfulness, all made him feel a novelty and a touch that he had never felt before.He even felt that he could not get rid of this novelty and emotion day by day.Day by day yearning for this kind of novelty and moving and bewildered.Every day, he tried his best to postpone his departure to the West Courtyard, but the closer he got to the West Courtyard, he always walked faster and faster.And Qi Jingfang often came out and opened the door without waiting for him to knock.Many people only know that Xie Ping is hot in office, but few people know the sensitivity and suspicion in his heart. They don't know that he often feels sad because he doesn't have the courage to get rid of that excessive self-restraint.His inner fragility was developed in junior high school.At that time, because the house at home was too narrow, he had to live in his uncle's house.My uncle is the vice chairman of the trade union at the National Cotton Factory.newlyweds.We got two rooms, one big and one small.One of the pavilions could have been temporarily lent to my nephew for a while.My uncle was worried that "it's easy to treat guests, but difficult to see them off", so he didn't let him use the pavilion, but built a bed for him in the corridor on the third floor, leaning on the handrail of the stairs.The third floor is the female dormitory of the factory technical school.Although those girls were much older than Xie Ping, it was inconvenient for a boy of thirteen or fourteen to live outside the door.It's just to hinder the face of the vice chairman of the factory union, it's hard to say, just let it go.Xie Ping understood his own predicament.He can neither complain in front of his parents, which will increase their psychological pain and burden, nor can he show something in front of his uncle, which will annoy him; he must also be careful not to inconvenience the big sisters in the door. .After school, he would rather stay in the school alone until it was dark, until the school was about to close. It is estimated that those big sisters had done everything they needed to do before returning to the high bunk in the stairwell .In summer, it is even more inconvenient to wash and rinse short clothes and shorts.He often went to the gym, curled up on the gymnastics mat for the night, and never went back to the third-floor stairwell.Days like this continued until I got tuberculosis and had to drop out of school.At that time, he was so nostalgic for his alma mater, the thick gymnastics mat and the tranquility under the campus street lights... ...Qi Jingfang brought out a large basin, in which was soaked a quilt, a quilt, and a bed sheet.Xie Ping took a closer look and found that it was all his own.His face was on fire. "When... did you steal it?" Xie Ping asked in surprise, sweating from the roots of his hair.He didn't even make up his mind to wash the dirty things himself. "Who stole what?" She pretended to be confused. "What do you want me to cover today?" He didn't dare to glance at the basin of black water.The basin is not only black, but also any color. She laughed out loud, "Cover it with cotton tires." "Then I'll cover you." "Nonsense." She blushed. "You have two quilts..." "Not even three beds!" "The batting will be pierced as soon as you step on it. Did you know that?!" Xie Ping pretended to be going to her room to hug the quilt.Of course he was just trying to frighten her.Unexpectedly, Qi Jingfang was really anxious, jumped up and shouted: "Xie Ping, don't be silly! Men can't use women's quilts. Why don't you even understand this? You want to have a baby!" "What what?" Xie Ping was taken aback.It was the first time he had heard of this "theory." Qi Jingfang's hands were full of soap scum, and he clung to the door panel, protecting the twister of the built-in lock, his face was as swollen as a boiled lobster, he bit his lip, and looked at Xie Ping.That ruthlessness is to bite people! Before Qi Jingfang left for the farm, her eldest sister specially found a time, when her eldest brother-in-law was not at home, told her many things that a girl must pay attention to when going out.It was impossible to say these words to her in the past.She had never heard anyone tell her.For example: You can't let a man approach you casually.You can't sit on a hot bench that a man has sat on.Not letting them touch their own tits, not letting them sleep in their own bed... and the like will make a girl have a baby.Her sister warned her.She was so ashamed that she couldn't even lift her face, and her heart was beating so hard.How dare I ask more detailed questions.She believed that on the eve of being far away from her eldest sister for the rest of her life, what her eldest sister said was always the truth.It's really for my own good.You can't go wrong.She is smart, by extension, naturally, she can't even let a man make a quilt. Xie Ping was stunned for a while, then suddenly burst out laughing: "What a middle school student... You have never had a physical hygiene class in your county!" "What does this have to do with the hygiene class?" She was confused by his laughter. Xie Ping wiped his tears and asked, "Tell me first, have you ever studied physical hygiene?" "We girls don't listen to that class. If you can ask for leave, you can ask for it. If you don't allow it, you will keep your head down and do other things... The teacher in the physiology and hygiene class said that, the most shameless..." "That's science! Physiology is about..." "Don't listen, don't listen!" Qi Jingfang stamped her feet, covered her ears, turned her back, and yelled. Afterwards, both of them felt a little embarrassed, and both lowered their heads to flip through the review outline.Halfway through the class, a girl from their service class came to knock on the window.Qi Jingfang went out for a while, and when she came back, she hurriedly put away the outline and said, "That's all for today. We have guests." From her expression, Xie Ping felt that this guest was extraordinary.She seemed a little flustered, but also a little excited. "What guest?" Xie Ping asked. "From the forest farm. He always lives in this apartment every time he comes. I'm used to it. Let's clean it up." Today, Xie Ping had some unhappiness with Assistant Chen, so he really didn't want to go back to his empty and big dark room and stay alone.But since he was a guest of the forest farm, he couldn't delay Qi Jingfang any longer.The people in the forest farm are the most annoying people in the farm.wood.Damn wood. After a while, two little girls from the service class came to clean up the room with Qi Jingfang.Xie Ping also wanted to help.Qi Jingfang took out from the closet an eight-jin cotton quilt that was prepared to be at Nada's public house and stuffed it to Xie Ping, saying, "The more you help, the more busy you are. Let it go." The two little girls stopped making fun of him today and called him "brother-in-law", they were so busy that they only had time to purse their lips and secretly laugh. Xie Ping didn't want the quilt.He felt that he was suddenly left out in the cold, which was not a feeling.When leaving, I picked up my quilt and quilt from the big basin and prepared to take it away.Qi Jingfang was busy filling the lacquerware smoking set with cigarettes, straightened up and asked in surprise, "What are you doing?" "I'll do it myself. You have to serve the big shots..." Xie Ping said. "You wash it yourself. What did you do long ago?! Come grab your feet with me now!" She couldn't help saying, grabbed the wet sheet, pushed the big basin back to the small storage room, locked it with a "wow", and put the The quilt fell heavily into Xie Ping's arms, and said: "No one will sue you for occupying public property, so don't worry." But Xie Ping still didn't want it.He didn't know himself, but he suddenly wanted to hold his breath with someone so much, and if he didn't want to, he walked away resentfully and stomping.