Chapter 17 seventeen

Fatty Dong has an official face, fat head and big ears, and a good appearance, but it is really unflattering to marry a wife. She is dry and thin, and she is astonishingly ugly. One day when I met them on the street, his wife had Yan, Xiongxiong walked in front, Fatty Dong followed like a pet pig, with a very awe-inspiring expression.On Women's Day last year, Fatty Dong was two hours late. His face and neck were covered with bruises, his eyes were blurred, and tears were streaming down his face. I guess he must have been beaten by his wife. I looked through the phone's address book and found the phone number of Fatty Dong's residence. I smiled and pressed the call button, and heard his wife's eerie voice: "Who is it?" Had a brilliant idea.I hung up the phone without hesitation, ran to the public phone booth on the side of the road, and pressed three numbers: 110.

The voice of the policewoman on duty was very gentle, and she asked me what was the matter. I lowered my voice and said that someone was found carrying drugs.Recently, the public security department has been vigorously cracking down on drugs, and it is said that a hero in cracking down on drugs has been specially transferred from Xichang.Li Liang had a high school classmate who opened a Mala Tang restaurant in Meishan. Last week, he went to the Hehuachi Market to buy half a catty of poppy shells, but was arrested on the spot. Don't worry about it! Now it's in the limelight, whoever touches the drug case will die!"

When the policewoman heard the word "drugs", she immediately became nervous, and asked me about the location and the appearance of the people. I gave the approximate location and reported Dong Fatty's license plate number. Finally, she said that she didn't see the appearance clearly, "It seems to be quite fat, wearing a purple shirt , the white powder may be hidden on the body, or it may be hidden in the tires." The female policeman asked me for my name and ID number again, and I pretended to be very scared, and said, please don't ask me, or I won't report the case .

I was unlucky once in Mianyang in 1999. I heard a knock on the door as soon as I took off my clothes.Just as I was about to take it off and change it, the door was kicked open, and two ferocious policemen rushed in. My eyes went dark, and I almost fainted, thanks to the young lady who was beside me to hold me up.I was fined 4,000 yuan that time, thanks to the amount of money I had with me, otherwise I would have been in trouble. I smiled and hung up the phone, feeling so happy in my heart.After thinking about it, it's not enough, it can't be so cheap, Fatty Dong, who only fined a few thousand yuan for whoring, is just a drizzle for Fatty Dong.If you don't die when you hit a snake, you will be eaten. I want to be more poisonous.After calculating for a long time, I decided to call my brother-in-law.My brother-in-law works as a lace news editor in a newspaper, and every day I publish some nasty fake news, such as where a two-headed snake appeared, where a rooster laid a double yolk egg, etc., so I always call him "Na Wu", just like Feng Gong back then Played a fool with the same name.My brother-in-law has a good temper and always smiles, saying you are a baby, not to mention providing me with some news clues, but also spoiling me.

My brother-in-law was already asleep, and he seemed unhappy when he answered the phone. I went straight to the point and said I would give you a news thread: drug dealers go whoring at night, police officers show their power.He became interested all of a sudden, and after asking about the incident, he said that I would immediately send a reporter to cover the incident, but I said that we must hurry up, otherwise they would be taken away in a short while.He hummed, and was about to hang up, when I stopped him with a "brother-in-law". He said what's the matter, I thought about it, and told the truth, "You must post this person's photo in the newspaper", he said Said that you have a grudge, I said yes, "If you don't help me, I will be finished."

After talking on the phone with my brother-in-law, I stopped an Otto on the side of the road, and a young man poked his head out. I asked him, "Go to Chengdu, do you want to go?" He asked how much you paid, and I gave him 200 yuan. Then got into the car, dialed Dong Fatty's phone number, and told his wife: "Dong Guang is visiting prostitutes in Longtan!" In 1996, Zhao Yue and I went to Mount Emei to play, and met a stinky Taoist priest who told fortunes at Fuhu Temple.Zhao Yue usually likes to be clean, but he got caught in something evil that day, and he insisted on dragging me to figure it out. After the old man talked nonsense, he said that the two of us would definitely not end, "The enemy in the previous life, the enemy in this life", Zhao Yuexin thought it was true, his face turned pale, and he kept asking if there was any way to break it, the old demon stroked a few oily beards, staring at

Yao Guang, said that if he is willing to pay 200 yuan, he can think of a way to solve it for us.Regardless of my repeated objections, Zhao Yue immediately took out 200 yuan and gave it to Lao Dao, which was half of her first month's salary, and I was so angry that I jumped beside her.The old demon gave her a black pot like a urinal, saying that the urinal is not a mortal thing, it can "drive away ghosts and gods, and avoid villains". Kicked me hard and called me blasphemy.On the way back to Chengdu, I gave Zhao Yue a nickname, Urinal Master, who belonged to the third generation disciple of the Emei School, and was a classmate with Miejue Shitai. He could capture mad cows and suggested exporting to the UK.I was talking happily when I turned around and saw Zhao Yue looking out the window and weeping quietly.I asked her what was wrong, and she said something that moved me, "Whether it works or not, Chen Zhong, you know that what I want is not this jar, but your heart." I patted her hand, softly Consolingly said: "Don't worry, my heart will always be in this urinal." For about a year or so, Zhao Yue would bow to the urinal on the fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, chanting words, I don't know what to mutter.I have lodged serious protests against her behavior of visiting the shrine many times, and Zhao Yue always responded with white eyes and fists.Later, I got annoyed by seeing me, and pretended to drop the urinal to pieces by mistake. Zhao Yue cried a lot because of this, saying that I did it on purpose, and every time I quarreled, I would bring it out to court.

As I went upstairs, I thought that there is no law in life, whether the jar is in good condition or not.Fate only partly obeys me, and God has the final say at critical moments, just like the "Zhao Family Law" created by Zhao Yue when we first got married: I will listen to Zhao Yue for small matters, and Chen Chong for major matters.According to her authoritative explanation, only the top three news broadcasts can be considered a major event.At that time, Zhao Yue had to read "Zhao's Family Law" every day before going to bed, and then jumped into my arms and danced, sang and laughed like a child.Since when have we gradually forgotten the family law of "six strikes, eight punishments and twelve eunuchs"?Since when did our lives become empty-handed, without those longings, cares and laughs?