Chapter 27 Section 26
The two of us who collapsed stayed in the hospital that day.Yang Chi continued to draw water, and I meditated on the hospital bed opposite.
Lao Yang suddenly said: "Do you still remember the time we went to the cadre guest house to mess around?"
I remember, it seems to be when I was sixteen.The guest house is located near Ponghua New Village, and it is dedicated to receiving some small cadres. It is a six-story building, and it is usually deserted.There are all kinds of exercise equipment from the late 80's, the best thing for us is a ping pong table.Sometimes we would take the mentally handicapped upstairs to play ping pong, but that was forbidden, any foreign children would be kicked out.Once the concierge ran into us and rushed over to grab a ping-pong paddle. We ran away, forgetting about our mental retardation.Later, the mentally handicapped was beaten and kicked out.We are very guilty.After a few days, I bought two guns—the kind of imitation guns that can fire powder paper. When we entered the guest house, we met the concierge in the dimly lit corridor. We pulled out the guns, pointed at his head, and fired the powder paper. Then ran away laughing wildly.I still remember the terrified gaze of the concierge, and everyone froze with fright. At first I thought he was frightened by the imitation gun. As I grew older, I realized that he was not afraid of guns, but us.If he had continued to charge forward fearlessly, he might have been killed by us in the guest house.
Lao Yang closed his eyes and said, "My previous anger got nothing, but now I have to pretend to be angry in order to gain something. In fact, I want to laugh." I wanted to say something, but he waved his hand, indicating that I don't need to speak again up.
Later we went back to the hotel and Lao Yang fell asleep.I went out and walked aimlessly along the small road in the county town. I wore a lot of clothes, but the cold still penetrated the jacket and stopped on my ribs, like two cold arms embracing me.After walking for a while, I heard the loudspeaker yelling advertisements for selling woolen sweaters, the dull roar of tractors and motorcycles, the road ahead, the most prosperous area in Huaishui County, as a whole, it was like being trampled on by the giant feet of gods. Nanjing Road and Wangfujing, which pass by, have a similar temperament, but they are completely messed up.I stopped at the entrance of a motorcycle store and asked the person inside: "Is there any gasoline?" The person nodded, thinking it was business, I shook my head and said, "If you don't buy it now, I'll ask. If there is gasoline, it will be easy." .”
I walked through this chaotic area, almost without any transition, and came to the deserted small street again. After walking for a while, the surroundings were as quiet as the night, only the light belonged to the afternoon, and suddenly I saw an ancient city gate. It was an unplanted field, freshly turned and bare.Above an old tree, a group of birds fluttered like black smoke.I have left the county town and come to the countryside.The road ahead is no longer my way.
It was so boring, I smoked a cigarette under the wall, feeling more and more cold, shrunk my shoulders and walked back.At the street corner, I bought ten steamed buns for dinner, and when I returned to the hotel, I saw Lao Yang sitting up, facing the widow accountant, with a pleasant expression, her hands on her knees, and the corners of her mouth comforting. smile.
"What the hell?" I threw all the buns on the coffee table, regretting that I didn't buy gasoline.
The widow accountant took out a bag of money from the bag and said, "This is 50,000 yuan. You should take it back and hand it over to the errand. I will give you another 200 yuan for nutrition."
Yang Chi said, "We don't want cash, just pay by account."
The widow accountant said: "If I take the money back, if the boss repents, don't come to me again next time."
Yang Chi hesitated for a moment, raised his pen and wrote the receipt.
The widow accountant said: "You have to thank me. He agreed to it only after I begged for mercy. Otherwise, there would be no such cheap thing. If you really came here with petrol bombs, you will go to jail."
"Why do you beg for mercy?"
"I think you are young and pitiful." The widow accountant said, "Of course I don't want you to burn down the company."
"We can do it." Lao Yang said coldly.
"In the future, many people will owe you, your money, your favor. You can't all throw petrol bombs. You only have one chance to throw petrol bombs in your life, so don't use them casually." The widow accountant patted meaningfully Lao Yang's thigh was photographed a little too close to his genitals.Anyway, this is their friendship, it's none of my business, I can go home now.
After the widow accountant left, Lao Yang dragged his sick body to smoke a cigarette, and then looked at the two hundred yuan on the table, showing a melancholy expression.I said, "Be happy, you don't have to come to this place again, and let Zhu Kang, an idiot, ask for the remaining 50,000 yuan."
Yang Chi said, "Do you want to eat something? I'm hungry, go eat something."
It's worth celebrating.I didn't eat the buns anymore, so Lao Yang took me to a small restaurant on the street with money in his pocket.We ordered various meats, opened two bottles of beer, and celebrated while eating.
I said, "You really know how to make petrol bombs?"
Lao Yang said, "You can even make napalm bombs. I'll teach you in the future."
I said, "The question is, do you dare to throw it?"
Lao Yang thought for a while and said, "I'm a rational person, unlike you. I can't teach you how to make petrol bombs, you really can do it."
"I won't, I'm sensible too."
"You will. Do you still remember grabbing a table tennis racket with you when you were young? You pretended to hit me, but I didn't hide. To prove that you dared to hit me, you shot me with a table tennis racket. As long as someone says you dare not Throw Molotov cocktails and you'll throw Molotov cocktails. That's who you are."
"Makes sense," I said, "I should have thrown you on the floor to freeze to death just now, because I don't believe you will freeze to death."
We quarreled, the boss came over and asked us if we wanted to eat fresh dog meat, Yang Chi and I shook our heads together.A person at the next table said, "Hey, there is dog meat, why didn't you tell me earlier?" The clerk pulled out a yellow dog from behind. A wooden stick as thick as the mouth of a bowl screamed strangely and beat it wildly. The yellow dog twisted and twitched rapidly in mid-air, and died soon.The man changed the knife to peel and open the body, and with a stab to the head, the yellow dog came back to life, and kicked the man with his hind legs apart.The man was so angry that he beat the yellow dog's mother seven or eight times, and then cut open his skin like the wind with a knife.Many people surrounded him with their mouths wide open to watch the dog be killed.
I also opened my mouth wide, and said to the boss: "Why do you kill the dog on the spot?" The boss said: "Hey? You don't understand. The streets are full of dead dogs. If I pick up a dead dog and cook it in soy sauce, will you eat it?" The guest at the table next to him also said: "Are you foreigners? Remember, if you eat dog meat these days, you must see the dog being killed. Only people in the city eat dead dogs."
I looked at the dog outside, the sky was getting dark, it was hanging upright, and as the skin and flesh separated, it was becoming a "meat dog".The guy was quick and quick, and it turned into a piece of meat in a short while.After doing this, the man kicked the dog's head into the street, surrounded by a lot of children, kicked the dog's head and ran away screaming happily.
I discussed with Lao Yang what a meat dog is.Meat dogs are the kind that are specially eaten by humans.The problem is that there are no meat dogs in the world, they are all caught and taken away on the street, slaughtered and eaten.No dog is a meat dog before being knifed, they are all ordinary dogs. After dinner, Yang Chi called the deputy factory manager's house and said that he had received 50,000 yuan.The deputy factory director was an old revolutionary, and he was dumbfounded when he heard it. He yelled on the phone: "Yang Chi, you still want to take cash?" Lao Yang said: "I have nowhere to go. Chang said: "Be careful." I asked Lao Yang what happened.He said that taking cash is very dangerous, because after writing the receipt, there is a high possibility of being killed when you go out, and the money will go back to the fat boss, and he only needs to spend a few thousand yuan to hire a murderer. enough.This kind of dude with a huge amount of cash is nicknamed "meat dog" in the local area. I said, "Will you kill us?" Yang Chi said: "According to logic, it is not possible. If you want to kill us, then give us 100,000 yuan in cash, why give us 50,000 yuan. In addition, it should not be sent to the hotel, but let us get the money and let us go." Get out, kill them as soon as you get out, so we don’t have time to transfer the money.” "Okay," I said, "what if it doesn't follow logic?" "Then how do I know whether I met a fool or a lunatic." Yang Chi closed his eyes and said, "Is Bao Buqi and other robbers?" "Then you still dare to take me out for dinner?" "I'm hungry, I don't want to eat buns anymore. I want to be a full ghost even if I die." "Next time there is such a good thing, you have to tell me in advance, lest I don't know when I die, and I ordered a few less dishes to save you money." We shut the door, drew the curtains, and kept the ax close at hand, and watched the pile of money all night, waiting for daylight.Lao Yang also comforted me that usually he would not come to a hotel to rob and kill people, and those who rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find money were not qualified robbers, they usually did this kind of thing on the road, and the money was in the bag, just take it away. At night, we were bored waiting to die, so we talked a little about Senior Sister Shaoxing.Yang Chi said that he called Shaoxing Senior Sister. She has developed quite well in Shanghai. The company is in a Grade A commercial building in Lujiazui, with more than a dozen salesmen, who carry laptops every day to make proposals to financial customers.Senior white-collar workers, very beautiful.Senior sister Shaoxing heard that Yang Chi was also in sales, and felt that he was also a colleague (although he was selling pesticides), and asked him if he would like to change careers. "Turn it on." I said, "If you don't, you'll be selling pesticides for the rest of your life. You'll always be in the countryside, and you'll be slaughtered." Yang Chi said: "You don't understand. In fact, I also have a sales commission. The agricultural material companies in various places are my customers, and the hospitality is very good. Not only do I eat meat and drink, but I also go whoring with public funds. Of course I don't go whoring. I mainly Just to let you know that pesticide salesmen aren't as bad as you think they are." "Should I take a minibus?" "Sit down." "Then what are you so proud of? Idiots only take minibuses." I said, "Also, whores, stop to have a meal and have a good time." "Fart, there are also high-end nightclubs, and they cost two hundred yuan. Your worldview is so fucking different." Yang Chi said impatiently, "Of course, so am I." The next morning, there were a little more people on the street, so we settled the rent.Lao Yang is still very weak, and he can't take care of so much anymore.I suggested that he go to the bank and deposit the money, but he said it was more dangerous.We each carried a bag, he was in front and I was in the back. Instead of calling a motorcycle, it took us ten minutes to walk to the long-distance bus station.Lao Yang bought two tickets, I stood by and looked around, a little nervous, lit a cigarette for myself, took a few puffs, and stuffed it into Lao Yang's mouth. We had been sitting in the waiting room, which was a very small place, and finally saw a not-so-respectable policeman. We were very close to him and felt a little safe.Moments before the departure of the car, we suddenly jumped up, ran across the ticket gate at the fastest speed, ran across a patch of potholed concrete, and jumped into the car.The car door slammed shut, and I said to the driver: "According to the new regulations, your car is not allowed to pick up or unload passengers before it arrives in Daicheng. If you dare to let a person up on the way, I will not be polite. Come on, let me first Have a cigarette, please." The driver said: "Hit his mother, you are more ruthless than a road tyrant." That day the bus went straight to Daicheng, and when we entered the city, Yang Chi and I both breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the most difficult time in our life had passed.The first thing I do when I get out of the car is to pee, and the second thing is to drink water. I want to drink my own urine in the car.Then we took a taxi, relaxed and unaware, feeling the kindness and safety of our hometown.Arriving at Pongyao Xincun, each of them smiled wryly, planning to go home and sleep, when suddenly Yang Chi said, "Where's my bag?" "Forgot it in the car?" "Is the money in your bag or mine?" "Of course it's in your bag." "Hit his mother." Yang Chi cursed in despair, found a telegraph pole and hit his head.The taxi had already left, but the ticket was still there. We took another taxi and went to the taxi company to try our luck.At this time, I think it's lucky that I pissed clean, otherwise we would both pee in our pants. The 50,000 yuan was in Lao Yang's bag, but the taxi driver didn't notice it. After driving for a while, he met two old people calling for a taxi.After getting into the car, they found a bag in the back seat, which contained 50,000 yuan.The old couple were university teachers and were well-educated, so they told the driver that the money in the back seat was left behind by the previous passengers.The driver was also very educated and said, please get out of the car, I want to send the money to the company.The old man said, we don't get off the car, you pull us to the company and hand over the money to your superior department together. Don't know what this is all about.The god of memory I was talking about went offline at that moment and killed us (mainly Lao Yang), but another god came and saved us.Who the other god is, an angel sent by God, I don't even know the fuck.Anyway, when Yang Chi arrived at the taxi company with a look of despair, the 50,000 yuan was waiting for him on the table.The old man has gone. Lao Yang thanked him once, took out the receipt to confront him, verified it was correct, and took the money to slip away.The leader of the taxi company said, don't go, I am promoting the industry atmosphere of our company recently, and I need your cooperation.At this time, a reporter from the "Daicheng Evening News" came from outside, asked Lao Yang for his ID card and work permit, and copied them, and another photographer came, brought a Nikon, and asked Yang Chi to stand at the window with the money .Yang Chi said, can you stop taking pictures?The reporter said, this is not acceptable, there is no picture, no truth, and the old couple also left, so I can only take pictures of you.As soon as the shutter was pressed, I dodged to the side, leaving half of my butt on the film, which is what photojournalism calls "with a little relationship". Before his business trip, Lao Yang was interviewed by "Daicheng Daily", mainly focusing on his deeds of adopting orphans. A young pesticide salesman supported orphans out of sincere love. He was also a member of the Communist Youth League.I also took a picture of him that time, but the review of the daily paper was rather troublesome. After the manuscript was finished, it took a long time to press, and it happened to be published on the front page of "Daicheng Daily" on the second day after Lao Yang returned to the city.In the newspaper, Yang Chi, an outstanding young man, looked up at the front with self-confidence and perseverance, as if he had been promoted and made a fortune.In the afternoon of the same day, a major social news was published on the front page of the "Daicheng Evening News". After getting the money, I expressed my great gratitude and sincerely sighed: I have confidence in this society.In the photos distributed at the same time, Yang Chi looks lucky and looks at the readers with mischievous eyes. It is clear at a glance that he is the kind of young man who has lost his money and hit his luck.I heard that the editors of the daily and evening papers later fought over this.This matter was discovered by the TV station again, and there was an ordinary young man who was on the headlines of the daily and evening newspapers at the same time, and there were photos, and the tone was completely opposite. This kind of controversy has not occurred in the country for many years.A high school classmate who worked as a director at a TV station recognized Yang Chi, and rushed to Pesticide New Village with a camera on his back to film Yang Chi again.At Yang Chi's own request, a mosaic was made on his face, and the subtitles still read: Yang, a salesperson of a pesticide factory.When it was broadcast as local news and anecdotes, everyone knew it was Yang Chi. Lao Yang has become a celebrity in Daicheng, a double-faced man, a mosaic outstanding youth and a lucky guy without a brain.And although I participated in the two incidents, nothing good was left behind, only half of my ass was left in the newspaper, and I was quite disappointed when I thought about it. Not long after, we met Xiao Su, who said, "I heard from Lin Hua that the one who wants to adopt Dai Dai is not Chinese." Yang Chi was dumbfounded for a while, and said, "What do you mean?" "Lin Hua said that Dai Dai will be adopted by foreigners." "Does Dai Dai know?" "I think she still can't understand this matter." Xiao Su said.
I discussed with Lao Yang what a meat dog is.Meat dogs are the kind that are specially eaten by humans.The problem is that there are no meat dogs in the world, they are all caught and taken away on the street, slaughtered and eaten.No dog is a meat dog before being knifed, they are all ordinary dogs. After dinner, Yang Chi called the deputy factory manager's house and said that he had received 50,000 yuan.The deputy factory director was an old revolutionary, and he was dumbfounded when he heard it. He yelled on the phone: "Yang Chi, you still want to take cash?" Lao Yang said: "I have nowhere to go. Chang said: "Be careful." I asked Lao Yang what happened.He said that taking cash is very dangerous, because after writing the receipt, there is a high possibility of being killed when you go out, and the money will go back to the fat boss, and he only needs to spend a few thousand yuan to hire a murderer. enough.This kind of dude with a huge amount of cash is nicknamed "meat dog" in the local area. I said, "Will you kill us?" Yang Chi said: "According to logic, it is not possible. If you want to kill us, then give us 100,000 yuan in cash, why give us 50,000 yuan. In addition, it should not be sent to the hotel, but let us get the money and let us go." Get out, kill them as soon as you get out, so we don’t have time to transfer the money.” "Okay," I said, "what if it doesn't follow logic?" "Then how do I know whether I met a fool or a lunatic." Yang Chi closed his eyes and said, "Is Bao Buqi and other robbers?" "Then you still dare to take me out for dinner?" "I'm hungry, I don't want to eat buns anymore. I want to be a full ghost even if I die." "Next time there is such a good thing, you have to tell me in advance, lest I don't know when I die, and I ordered a few less dishes to save you money." We shut the door, drew the curtains, and kept the ax close at hand, and watched the pile of money all night, waiting for daylight.Lao Yang also comforted me that usually he would not come to a hotel to rob and kill people, and those who rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find money were not qualified robbers, they usually did this kind of thing on the road, and the money was in the bag, just take it away. At night, we were bored waiting to die, so we talked a little about Senior Sister Shaoxing.Yang Chi said that he called Shaoxing Senior Sister. She has developed quite well in Shanghai. The company is in a Grade A commercial building in Lujiazui, with more than a dozen salesmen, who carry laptops every day to make proposals to financial customers.Senior white-collar workers, very beautiful.Senior sister Shaoxing heard that Yang Chi was also in sales, and felt that he was also a colleague (although he was selling pesticides), and asked him if he would like to change careers. "Turn it on." I said, "If you don't, you'll be selling pesticides for the rest of your life. You'll always be in the countryside, and you'll be slaughtered." Yang Chi said: "You don't understand. In fact, I also have a sales commission. The agricultural material companies in various places are my customers, and the hospitality is very good. Not only do I eat meat and drink, but I also go whoring with public funds. Of course I don't go whoring. I mainly Just to let you know that pesticide salesmen aren't as bad as you think they are." "Should I take a minibus?" "Sit down." "Then what are you so proud of? Idiots only take minibuses." I said, "Also, whores, stop to have a meal and have a good time." "Fart, there are also high-end nightclubs, and they cost two hundred yuan. Your worldview is so fucking different." Yang Chi said impatiently, "Of course, so am I." The next morning, there were a little more people on the street, so we settled the rent.Lao Yang is still very weak, and he can't take care of so much anymore.I suggested that he go to the bank and deposit the money, but he said it was more dangerous.We each carried a bag, he was in front and I was in the back. Instead of calling a motorcycle, it took us ten minutes to walk to the long-distance bus station.Lao Yang bought two tickets, I stood by and looked around, a little nervous, lit a cigarette for myself, took a few puffs, and stuffed it into Lao Yang's mouth. We had been sitting in the waiting room, which was a very small place, and finally saw a not-so-respectable policeman. We were very close to him and felt a little safe.Moments before the departure of the car, we suddenly jumped up, ran across the ticket gate at the fastest speed, ran across a patch of potholed concrete, and jumped into the car.The car door slammed shut, and I said to the driver: "According to the new regulations, your car is not allowed to pick up or unload passengers before it arrives in Daicheng. If you dare to let a person up on the way, I will not be polite. Come on, let me first Have a cigarette, please." The driver said: "Hit his mother, you are more ruthless than a road tyrant." That day the bus went straight to Daicheng, and when we entered the city, Yang Chi and I both breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the most difficult time in our life had passed.The first thing I do when I get out of the car is to pee, and the second thing is to drink water. I want to drink my own urine in the car.Then we took a taxi, relaxed and unaware, feeling the kindness and safety of our hometown.Arriving at Pongyao Xincun, each of them smiled wryly, planning to go home and sleep, when suddenly Yang Chi said, "Where's my bag?" "Forgot it in the car?" "Is the money in your bag or mine?" "Of course it's in your bag." "Hit his mother." Yang Chi cursed in despair, found a telegraph pole and hit his head.The taxi had already left, but the ticket was still there. We took another taxi and went to the taxi company to try our luck.At this time, I think it's lucky that I pissed clean, otherwise we would both pee in our pants. The 50,000 yuan was in Lao Yang's bag, but the taxi driver didn't notice it. After driving for a while, he met two old people calling for a taxi.After getting into the car, they found a bag in the back seat, which contained 50,000 yuan.The old couple were university teachers and were well-educated, so they told the driver that the money in the back seat was left behind by the previous passengers.The driver was also very educated and said, please get out of the car, I want to send the money to the company.The old man said, we don't get off the car, you pull us to the company and hand over the money to your superior department together. Don't know what this is all about.The god of memory I was talking about went offline at that moment and killed us (mainly Lao Yang), but another god came and saved us.Who the other god is, an angel sent by God, I don't even know the fuck.Anyway, when Yang Chi arrived at the taxi company with a look of despair, the 50,000 yuan was waiting for him on the table.The old man has gone. Lao Yang thanked him once, took out the receipt to confront him, verified it was correct, and took the money to slip away.The leader of the taxi company said, don't go, I am promoting the industry atmosphere of our company recently, and I need your cooperation.At this time, a reporter from the "Daicheng Evening News" came from outside, asked Lao Yang for his ID card and work permit, and copied them, and another photographer came, brought a Nikon, and asked Yang Chi to stand at the window with the money .Yang Chi said, can you stop taking pictures?The reporter said, this is not acceptable, there is no picture, no truth, and the old couple also left, so I can only take pictures of you.As soon as the shutter was pressed, I dodged to the side, leaving half of my butt on the film, which is what photojournalism calls "with a little relationship". Before his business trip, Lao Yang was interviewed by "Daicheng Daily", mainly focusing on his deeds of adopting orphans. A young pesticide salesman supported orphans out of sincere love. He was also a member of the Communist Youth League.I also took a picture of him that time, but the review of the daily paper was rather troublesome. After the manuscript was finished, it took a long time to press, and it happened to be published on the front page of "Daicheng Daily" on the second day after Lao Yang returned to the city.In the newspaper, Yang Chi, an outstanding young man, looked up at the front with self-confidence and perseverance, as if he had been promoted and made a fortune.In the afternoon of the same day, a major social news was published on the front page of the "Daicheng Evening News". After getting the money, I expressed my great gratitude and sincerely sighed: I have confidence in this society.In the photos distributed at the same time, Yang Chi looks lucky and looks at the readers with mischievous eyes. It is clear at a glance that he is the kind of young man who has lost his money and hit his luck.I heard that the editors of the daily and evening papers later fought over this.This matter was discovered by the TV station again, and there was an ordinary young man who was on the headlines of the daily and evening newspapers at the same time, and there were photos, and the tone was completely opposite. This kind of controversy has not occurred in the country for many years.A high school classmate who worked as a director at a TV station recognized Yang Chi, and rushed to Pesticide New Village with a camera on his back to film Yang Chi again.At Yang Chi's own request, a mosaic was made on his face, and the subtitles still read: Yang, a salesperson of a pesticide factory.When it was broadcast as local news and anecdotes, everyone knew it was Yang Chi. Lao Yang has become a celebrity in Daicheng, a double-faced man, a mosaic outstanding youth and a lucky guy without a brain.And although I participated in the two incidents, nothing good was left behind, only half of my ass was left in the newspaper, and I was quite disappointed when I thought about it. Not long after, we met Xiao Su, who said, "I heard from Lin Hua that the one who wants to adopt Dai Dai is not Chinese." Yang Chi was dumbfounded for a while, and said, "What do you mean?" "Lin Hua said that Dai Dai will be adopted by foreigners." "Does Dai Dai know?" "I think she still can't understand this matter." Xiao Su said.