Chapter 4 Chapter Four

I said goodbye to my brother and drove the car back to the county party committee garage.On the way back to the dormitory, I suddenly felt hungry and thirsty, so I left the county party committee to go to the night market in the city to eat.Of course I went on foot.At the busy and noisy stall, I ordered a plate of fried noodles and a bottle of spleen wine.I drank my beer and waited for the fried noodles to arrive. Just then, I heard two people at a nearby table scolding or discussing killing people.The two were fat and thin, but both had flushed faces.There were two bottles of liquor in front of them, one of which was already empty.The wine consumed has seeped into their blood, or reflected in their faces.The words of murder spit out from their drinking mouths, exciting: "Tell me, in our Liu County, who should be killed the most?" The fat man said to the thin man.

"The person who kills his parents should be killed the most." The thin man said, "A while ago, there was a drug-addicted bastard in our county, who killed his parents because he didn't have money to buy drugs. He has already been arrested. People deserve to be killed." "No," said the fat man. "People who kill people must be killed. But I mean there is another kind of people. Although they don't kill people, they should also be killed." "Oh, I see," said the thin man. "Say it," said the fat man. The thin man looked around and whispered, "This cannot be said."

"I'm afraid!" the fat man said, "Do you think those who deserve to be killed, or their cronies, will come to this kind of stall to drink?! Even if they hear it, so what? We're just talking." "Then let me think about it," said the thin man. "Don't even think about it?" the fat man said, "Don't think about it, Tian Zhengzhong!" "Isn't it?" The thin man disagreed. "Sure!" said the fat man, "How much money do you think he pocketed during the years from being the county magistrate to being the secretary of the county party committee? Let alone more than one million! Just for selling officials, at least three Five hundred thousand! Those officials in our county who can only eat and drink, how many people do you think did not become Tian Zhengzhong with money? Have you not heard what it said in "Selling Official Ballads"?" Sitting in the middle of the house, waiting for the tricky person to give the money. Don't start with two or three thousand, and you will be rejected when you go. Ten or twenty thousand is counted. Wanshi reuses, industrial and commercial taxation adds a lot of rats. 70,000 to 80,000 are confidantes, and the public security court plays prestige. Ninety thousand is a brother and foot, in charge of power in Yazhengzhong. Quasi-Zhengzhong, Yazhengzhong, wine and meat in the daytime, and money in the house at night. Monthly The people on the top of the mountain are not dead, and they keep shouting that their butt hurts during the day!'”

As soon as the fat man finished speaking, the skinny man immediately said, "It's time to kill!" "Kill him!" Fatty said while making a chopping motion with his hand. "Tian Zhengzhong is dead, drink!" said the thin man. The fat man responded, and the two toasted. The fried noodles I ordered were delivered at this time. "After Tian Zhengzhong, who should we kill?" said the fat man. "Then, it's Luo Tianyang." "Yes, kill him!" said the fat man. "This man is no less greedy and cunning than Tian Zhengzhong. He is not only greedy for money, but also very lustful. I don't know how many women he has fucked? Only those he doesn't want to play with." Women, there is no woman he wants to play with but can't play with. Death is more than enough."

"Kill!" said the thin man. Cheers to the thin and the fat. "Those who sell officials should be killed, but what about those who buy officials?" the thin man said after drinking. "Kill them too!" said the fat man. "Anyone who sells and buys officials is a disaster. Kill them all!" "Okay then, I'll sue and you judge," said the thin man. The fat man said, "Start." "Meng Guosen," said the thin man, "when he was the manager of a sugar factory, he didn't manage well. He lost more than 20 million yuan, and the workers couldn't get paid. The director of the economic committee. Did he buy his official? Should he be killed?"

"Kill!" Fatty said firmly. "Drink!" The thin man raised his glass. Then, the thin man said, "Huang Yunlong, the director of the construction committee, was just a deputy manager of the construction company before he was promoted. He couldn't even understand the blueprints. But he was promoted to three levels within a year, and he must have bought it with money." "Kill!" said the fat man. The two drank another glass of wine each. "Zhang Quanjun, the head of the tax bureau, is an idiot, and he has taken such an important position." The thin man said, "However, he died of a myocardial infarction not long after he became the chief, so he can be exempted from prosecution."

"Then drink and celebrate!" said the fat man. "Land Bureau Chief Wei Derong..." "Kill!" The fat man interrupted before the thin man finished speaking. "Shi Chao, Director of Industry and Commerce..." "kill!" "Wang Songlin, mayor of Hongling Town..." "kill!" ... The fat man and the thin man were red-eyed.They are killing with words.I noticed that each of them drank a glass of wine after killing each person.They toast frequently, because people continue to be killed by their language.They revel in the joy of killing.

"Speak." The fat man urged the thin man, because the thin man had paused for a while. "Stop talking." The thin man said suddenly. "It's not finished yet," said the fat man. "I can't finish killing it," said the thin man. "I can't drink anymore. If I keep killing it, I will get drunk." "It's all right," said the fat man. He shook the nearly empty wine bottle, then poured out the rest of the wine, exactly two glasses. "One drink per person, if you kill another one, you won't kill it." He said. "Who should we kill?" Fatty was also thinking.This last person to kill actually made them feel embarrassed, or made them more stable, because there was only one glass of wine left for each of them.They should cherish this last chance to kill.

Finally, the last person to be killed was chosen.I could smell the explosion of landmines and hear the names of those killed: "Huangshan tree!" said the fat man. "Huangshan Shu's officials are not bought, I don't think so." The thin man said, "He is quite capable among the gang of corrupt palaces in our county." "Are you capable?" the fat man said, "The Hongling Secondary Highway has been around for many years, and it hasn't been completed yet. It was said that there was not enough money, but when the construction started that year, it was said that there was enough money! This road is directed by Huangshanshu , Tens of millions of yuan have been spent, don’t tens of thousands of yuan flow into the pockets of Huangshan trees?!”

"Then... kill him?" the thin man said. "Kill!" said the fat man. At the invitation of the fat man, the thin man raised his glass and clinked glasses with the fat man, but the fat man drank the wine while the thin man did not. "Give Huangshan Shu a reprieve?" said the thin man, "I really can't drink it anymore." "No! It must be carried out immediately, and I will drink the wine for you!" the fat man said. The fat man drank the wine for the thin man. I looked angrily and panicked at two people, one fat and one thin, strangling my elder brother with wine talk at the open-air booth—unexpectedly, my kind and virtuous elder brother also became the object of hatred of ordinary people.These two people who wish to kill all the corrupt officials, I think they are ordinary people, because they sit on the simple street stalls, eat the raisins of the masses and drink the cheap wine.They may be workers in a certain factory, or they may be self-employed, in short, they will not be people in the officialdom.They are outside the officialdom, or among the people.They drank and talked freely where civilians gathered.No one opposes or interferes with their words and deeds, because they are among the people.They talk freely among the people, just like fish swimming freely in a river without fishing nets.They laughed whenever they wanted, scolded whenever they wanted, and even killed if they wanted to.Of course they kill with words.They use the most succinct words to kill those they think should be killed-corrupt officials or corrupt people.Those corrupt officials or corrupt people were picked out from their hearts one by one by their mouths, prosecuted and tried verbally, and then beheaded. In fact, although those corrupt officials and corrupt people were alive, they were already dead in their minds.They are the people, or the wishes of the people are reflected or expressed in their mouths.They said the names of those who the common people hated one by one, and then condemned them.But they shouldn't condemn my brother Huangshanshu, I think they are wrong about this.My elder brother is the deputy magistrate of Liu County who is devoted to the people.He has done many good or practical things for the people of Liuxian County, such as the flood control levee of Liujiang River, the protection network of Hongling forest area, and the resettlement and development zone of 10,000 poor farmers in the county, all of which were planned and organized by him.He is a law-abiding politician, not a corrupt official who seeks people's wealth.Among the residences of leading cadres, his house is the worst, and he still owes money to others.As for the failure of the Hongling Secondary Highway so far, he should be responsible as the leader of the organization.But I don't believe he would seek personal gain in road construction.It must be a misunderstanding for the fat and thin people to conclude that my brother was pocketing his own money because the road wasn't built.They shouldn't slander my brother, I love my brother.

The fat man and the thin man left after paying their bills. I wanted to stop them, and I was already on my feet.But in the end I couldn't do what I wanted because I suddenly remembered my mission.My mission tells me that I must keep my true thoughts and emotions hidden in my heart, instead of seeking justice from ordinary people. Now that I have stood up, it is inconvenient to sit down again.I gave up the unfinished fried noodles and went to pay in front of the stall owner.Here the fat and thin people have left.I couldn't help asking the stall owner who were those two people just now?The stall owner thought about it, shook his head at me and said: I don’t know. "Do they come to your place often to drink?" I said. "yes." So I understand why I said I don't know.