Chapter 3 In the second quarter, a group of gods came

The village in the city is not just a pure dream. Urban villages are also places where filth is hidden. Behind the doors that are often closed, there are superborn children, hidden criminals, prostitution gangs, black gun dealers, and all kinds of men and women who are engaged in shady occupations. Of course, There are also fake cigarette dens. Fake cigarette dens began to appear after New Year's Day of that year. Later, I heard that these people moved to a small city at the junction of the two provinces because the neighboring province stepped up its crackdown.Not long after, the small city also stepped up its crackdown, and these people migrated to the city like migratory birds.

For a while, there were suddenly more people speaking the southern Hokkien dialect in the urban village, and there were a lot of unfamiliar faces. These people should have come to the urban village as a family unit, men and women, old and young, and they left the first floor of the urban village vacant. All the stores in the store are rented out, but they do not do any business.There is only a coffee table carved from tree roots and a few wooden chairs in the store. There is a fish tank next to the wall, and several brightly colored tropical fish are kept in the fish tank.These stores open very late, and the shutters are opened only after lunch.After opening the door, they do not do business.These people with a southern Hokkien accent often sit inside drinking tea and chatting.They live leisurely and casually, what do they live on?

After New Year's Day that year, I noticed this strange phenomenon, but I didn't pay special attention to it.Villages in the city gather people from all over the country, people with various accents, people from Xinjiang sell raisins, people from Gansu sell noodles, people from Tibet sell medicinal materials, people from Northeast China serve as security guards, people from Yunnan sell tea, people from Guangxi sell rice noodles, and people from Anhui sell rice noodles. Nannies, Henan people collect waste products, Hunan people drive taxis... Now, what's so strange about a group of people from southern Hokkien?

Nevertheless, I still noticed the subtle changes brought by the Hokkien people. There are more restaurants with Hokkien taste in the alleys, and there are buses parked at the entrance of the village at night. These buses travel between Hokkien and the city.The Hokkien seem to be rich, smoking high-end cigarettes and wearing designer clothes.However, why did they choose to live in urban villages? Under the archway at the entrance of the village, there are stalls selling all kinds of small commodities, and now, there is an old man with spiked shoes.The old man has a dark complexion, a flat nose, and a wide mouth. He looks like a fisherman along the coast.The old man with spikes is very slow in his business and very lazy. He often hobbles to the archway with his spike tools on his shoulders after lunch.At this time, the vantage points around the archway were occupied by others, and the old man spiked shoes was not picky, so he sat in the innermost place, set up a hand-cranked shoe spike machine, and lit a cigarette.

Every time I pass the archway, I can't see the old man's spikes.While smoking a cigarette, the old man looked at the roads on both sides with a relaxed expression. The old man's work time is not fixed, sometimes very early, sometimes very late.Sometimes, the wind is beautiful and the sun is shining, and the old man is not seen; sometimes, at ten o'clock in the evening, when I come back from the outside, I can see the old man sitting tirelessly under the archway, waiting for customers. This is a mysterious old man. Equally mysterious, there is also a car repairman. He set up a stall at another intersection, which is also the only way from the main road to the village in the city.

The car repairman was in his thirties, and his body was full of fat. Sitting on a small bench, he could only see his ass that was as heavy as a mountain, but not the bench.On the arm of the car repairman, the skin is delicate, not at all like the hands of a pair of working people.The car repairman will only show up at the intersection in the second half of the day, and he will close the stall very late at night. Once, my bicycle had a flat tire, and I pushed it to the mechanic. The mechanic peeled off the outer tire, pulled out the inner tube, found the flat tire, and began to repair it.As he tinkered, his eyes wandered here and there, looking absent-minded.Later, the tire was finally repaired, and I hadn't walked a few meters after pushing it, when I heard a soft sound, and the tire was deflated again.

It turned out that the repairman was Mr. Nan Guo. The car repairer explained: "My glue has expired, you can push it to another place to make it up, and I will refund your money." It turns out that the old man with spiked shoes and the car repairman are both eyeliners, and they are also the first line of defense set up by the southern Hokkien in the urban village. Every day after twelve noon, if you continue to walk along the main road of the village in the city, at every intersection, you can see a group of middle-aged and elderly women sitting and chatting, speaking a dialect that the locals cannot understand , looking towards the main road while chatting.Some of them were embroidering stitch by stitch, and some were buttoning the clothes. Half a day had passed, but none of the buttons had been nailed.If a group of people appeared on the main road, they would immediately be very vigilant and pay close attention to their every move. They will also be vigilant when it comes to people who are house or moving, and will follow this person secretly to see where he is going.These middle-aged and elderly women are not "neighborhood committee aunts", but they are the second line of defense set up by the southern Hokkien in urban villages.

At the end of the main road, there are alleys extending to the left and right. There are cigarette stalls and cold drink shops at the entrance of the alleys.The roads here are not smooth and there are few people. How could you choose to do business here?The cigarette stand is rarely visited by a few people every day, and the cold drink shop is even less crowded. The weather is still very cold. Who would chew ice scum in a sweater?The owners of the cigarette stand and cold drink shop are all middle-aged people in their forties. They sleep flat on the recliner every day, with a pair of bare feet on the stool, looking very enjoying and intoxicated, and their eyes are constantly watching staring at the main road.Both shops have a great view, and everything on the main road can be seen at a glance.The so-called main road is actually a road where two tricycles can drive side by side, and it is also the widest road in an urban village.

They are the third line of defense that the Hokkien set up in urban villages. Walk forward along the alleys on the left and right sides, turn a few turns, and walk up a few steps, and you will see shops with high rolling gates.There is usually more than one person in the shop, and they are all men. They drink Kungfu tea leisurely and chat without saying a word.Time is hard to pass, they will occasionally get together to play chess, and read some poorly printed and rough street newspapers; however, they will always pay attention to the movement at the alley, even if they play chess or read newspapers, they will suddenly be frightened He generally raised his head and looked in the direction of the alley.

This is the fourth line of defense that the Hokkien set up in urban villages. The arrival of Hokkien people suddenly made the urban village a lot more crowded and changed the pattern of the urban village. What are these four lines of defense protecting against?Why do they have to defend so tightly?What secrets are hidden among them?