Chapter 8 8

30 At the alley of our house in Lane 28, Longjiang Street, I called a taxi to stop. There was no one in the alley, and the doors and windows of each house were closed. From outside the wall, those tattered diaper briefs must have been taken away long ago.On the left, one of the gates of Staff Officer Qin's house was still missing, and the other one was babbling back and forth in the wind.The garbage dumps in the alley were still there, towering yellow and black.The gutters were filled with rainwater, and the turbid dirt rushed to the road, making it a muddy mess.The wind blew into the alley and made a whining sound, making our dilapidated dead-end alley look even more desolate and extremely chaotic.I hugged my mother's ashes urn tightly to my chest, my palms were sweating, the urn with a round belly was a bit slippery, and it was not easy to hold it firmly.The wind was strong, and my feet were not very stable. I took my mother's ashes home and escorted me step by step, conscientiously.

The black oilcloth on the corner of the eaves of our house is still covered there, and many red bricks are pressed on it, and the bricks are black and moldy.Typhoon Daisy passed through the country the year before last and knocked off a corner of our roof.The next day, my father led me and my younger brother, and the three of us, father and son, worked together to cover up the hole with an oilcloth.I climbed up to the roof, my father stood on the ladder, and my brother passed the bricks below.But Ai Meili is much stronger than Dai Si. I don't know if she can withstand the storm tonight because of this loophole.From the crack of the gate, I saw that the doors and windows of the house inside were closed, and the lights were not turned on. It was not yet six o'clock, and my father probably hadn't come back from get off work.I held my mother's ashes and stood at the gate of our house. In an instant, I almost forgot that I had been away from home for four months, and that my father had driven me out of the house.I put my mother's ashes on the ground, jumped over the wall and climbed into the house, opened the door, and welcomed my mother's remains into the house.In our damp and low living room, in the dark, I could also smell the pungent musty smell emanating from the walls and floors all year round. Immediately, I felt like I was home again.I turned on the dim chandelier in the hall, and placed my mother's ashes on our dark dining table.Everything in the living room remains the same, even the position of father’s polished bamboo armchair has not been moved. mirror.On summer nights, when the heat in the house was still hot, we all went to the door to enjoy the cool air. My father stayed in the house alone, shirtless, sitting on the bamboo armchair, wearing reading glasses, under the dim chandelier, Concentrate on reading his book published by Mao Shanghai Guangyi Bookstore.Only when a mosquito bites him, he slaps it on his thigh, and then he raises his head suddenly, his face full of displeasure.Suddenly, I recalled my father's extremely sad face - the night my mother left, after my father was drunk, his face was full of tears, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was babbling. We had a night of drunken training—I will never forget his sad, almost terrifying face for the rest of my life.Suddenly I felt that I could no longer face the sad face of my father.I believe that if my father saw me escorting my mother's remains home, he might accept us.Although the father hated his mother for her depravity and infidelity, he did not forget his love for her.The only photo with his mother hanging on the wall in his room was once taken down, and after many years, it was quietly hung back to its original place.If my mother repented and came back before she was alive, I believe that my father might let her go home, and I was the last hope in my father's dismal old age: he always hoped that one day I would become an excellent officer and fight for him. In one breath, he washed away the humiliation of being captured and dismissed.I was expelled from school in such a dishonorable way, but broke his lifelong dream of me.His anger and sorrow at that time can be imagined.Sometimes I can't help but wonder whether my father still has a glimmer of hope for me, hoping that I will change my past and go home to be a new man.After all, my father valued me so much once, and his father-son relationship with me will not be completely broken.However, I felt that I would never be able to face my father's heartbroken face again.In an instant, I realized why my mother was wandering and depraved everywhere before she was alive, and she never dared to come back—she must have thought of going home when she fell into desperation many times—probably she was also afraid of facing the grief of her father Gray face.She didn't dare to go home until after she died.When my mother died, she was still afraid, afraid that she would be left outside and become a lonely ghost. Her body full of sins was burned to ashes, and she still asked me to escort her home to her final destination. Our dilapidated home is still very attached.

I took out a piece of paper from my trouser pocket. It was a piece of Jinghua Hotel letterhead, with "779741" written on the back of the letterhead.I wrote two lines of words to my father on the front of the letterhead, and placed it on the dinner table, next to my mother's ashes: My Father: My mother passed away the day after Hungry Ghost Festival.This is my mother's ashes.mother When she was dying, she left a message, asking her son to escort her body home and bury it in her younger brother's house. Next to the baby's tomb. Qingerliu I had to leave before my father came back so as not to meet him.Before I left, I went to the room where my brother and I used to play for a while.The younger brother's bedding was taken away, leaving only an empty bamboo bed.On my bed, the straw mat pillows are all there.My uniform, clothes, shoes and socks, stationery and books were stacked on the pillow, none of which had been moved.But the whole room is covered with a thick layer of gray sand, and no one has cleaned it in months.I didn't take anything, I closed the door and walked out of the house.The wind in the alley swept towards him head-on, and with the torrent of rain, it hit his face with numbness.Against the wind, I sprinted out of the alley, faster and faster, and finally ran like last time, ran to the entrance of the alley, and looked back, I suddenly felt a sore nose, and tears finally gushed out in large quantities.This time, I really tasted the desolation of leaving home.

31 At about ten o'clock in the evening, Amelie finally landed, and the whole Taipei City screamed. The giant king coconuts standing tall in the new park were blown by the typhoon like a group of madmen who escaped from the madhouse, with disheveled hair and flailing teeth and claws. shake.When the heavy rain came, riding the wind, it was like random arrows, rushing and slowing down, shooting everywhere.I got into the pavilion in the middle of the lotus pond in the park in the midst of wind and rain, and sat down on the bench by the window. I kicked off my shoes, which were filled with muddy water, and walked up, chattering. Chirp, from head to toe, already soaked through, the wind blowing, I feel cold all over.It was so noisy all around, but I was barefoot, sitting cross-legged on the bench, but my heart was strangely silent.I don't want to go back to that little cave on Jinzhou Street. In that little cave, on such a night, it would be suffocating.On such a stormy typhoon night, I ran back to our kingdom. At least here, in a handful of lands covered by darkness, after despair, I can still have a sliver of wishful thinking.

In the pavilion on the four corners of the lotus pond, there seemed to be a few black shadows moving, probably some of us fellow travelers, on this typhoon night, like me, come to our dark kingdom.Suddenly, a tall figure appeared from one end of the lotus pond, and on the steps by the pond, he kicked towards the wind.The strong wind blew the white raincoat on his body high.I can recognize that bony body, that clumsy pace - it's the dragon son, it's Wang Kuilong.On such a dark and stormy night, could it be that he couldn't find a place to stay in the old official house on Nanjing East Road left behind by his father, and wanted to rush out of the two iron gates and rush back to our old den?What is he looking for?He really came to look for his Ah Feng, his wild phoenix?Ah Feng's death has already become a legend in the park, and this legend has become more and more mysterious and colorful with the passage of time.A few kids in Sanshui Street like to talk nonsense. They said that often on rainy nights, by the lotus pond in the park, a man in black would appear, holding his chest and crying.They said that that person was Ah Feng, who had been stabbed in the chest and had been bleeding for so many years.They pointed to the black spots on the steps and said, "That's the blood left by Ah Feng, and the rain for so many years can't wash it away."That night when Wang Kuilong took me to his official residence on Nanjing East Road, we were lying naked on the bed, shoulder to shoulder, and he stretched his thin arms like rakes into the air, and confided to me: During the years when he was exiled to a foreign country by his high-ranking father, he lived in the attic of an apartment on Seventy-second Street in Manhattan, New York. When it was late at night, he would crawl out and walk in the streets and alleys of Manhattan, Like a wandering spirit, he began to wander, swinging from one street to another, chasing a large group of children wandering the streets of New York at night on the labyrinthine streets, and he followed them, throwing himself into the boundless Central Park In the endless darkness.He said that New York's Central Park is dozens of times larger than Taipei's New Park, the forest is dozens of times thicker, and there are dozens of times more dark shadows in the forest.But will there be typhoons in New York?I suddenly thought, will there be such a stormy night?Wang Kuilong told me that it will snow in New York. On a snowy night, the trees in Central Park are covered with a layer of snow, like a giant ghost in white clothes. On a snowy night, there are always a few lonely ghosts left in the park. I can't linger here, interspersed among the snow forests.One Christmas Eve, he told me that he met a child who was shivering with hunger and cold at the gate of the park. I still remember that he said that the child was from Puerto Rico and his name was Coles. He took the child back and tuned Offer him a cup of hot cocoa, and he says the Puerto Rican kid has ridiculously large eyes and a bright red scar on his chest the size of a teacup rim.Wang Kuilong came out of a pavilion at the corner of the lotus pond. Beside him, there was another person. It was a short and thin figure who was walking, jumping and limping badly—I recognized him. Come out, it's Little Jinbao from Sanshui Street.Xiao Jinbao was born with a disability. The toes on his right foot were long and turned in a row, so he had to use the back of his foot to walk.Usually he dare not show his face in the park, only in the middle of the night, or when it is windy and rainy, and there are few people in the park. Uncertain fawn.Long Zi opened his white raincoat and wrapped it around Little Jinbao's frail body. The two of them, one big and one small, formed a white shadow and disappeared together in the stormy night.

And I was still sitting alone on the bench in the pavilion, with bare feet, waiting silently amidst the howling wind and rain, until the night deepened and the rain became heavier, until a huge and bloated figure was dripping with water. Suddenly, he flashed into the pavilion, toward me, slow, cumbersome, but aggressive. 32 After the typhoon passed, the heat was blown away, and the mosquitoes were also wiped off.In the air, everything that is wet and cool is full of moisture.The moon in the sky seemed to have also been washed and turned white. A fuzzy white shadow was reflected in the dark and moist night sky.The park is full of broken branches and fallen leaves. The row of big king coconut trees is so windy that the branches and leaves are in a mess. For a few, the long leaves are broken and hang down, revealing the bare tops of the trees.The green corals are all collapsed, and the messy branches are tangled together.The whole park has been devastated like a catastrophe.

Mr. Guo was on the stone steps of the Park Gate Museum, pacing up and down with his hands behind his back. He was wearing a black coat and his hair was as white as snow.He wrinkled his white eyebrows tightly, worrying.It turned out that yesterday evening, just after the typhoon, Tieniu was in the park and finally caused a catastrophe.There is a young man and woman hiding in a pavilion in a lotus pond, hugging each other.The man is a soldier who came back from vacation on an outer island, and the woman is a nurse.The two of them went too far, but they were bumped into by Tieniu.That stupid boy's madness flared up again, and he cursed other people like men and women, and invaded our territory. How can we allow outsiders to come and act wild in our old den?He pointed at the nurse and said a lot of unclean words, and when the soldier got angry, he had sex with Tieniu.Tieniu stabbed him in the lower abdomen, killing him seriously.When the criminal police arrived, Tie Niu became more and more mad, and several criminal policemen hit him with sticks in disorder, beating him until his head was bleeding and he fell to the ground.

"If I hadn't rushed to block it, that stupid boy would have died under the stick!" Guo Lao said to me with great emotion: "As soon as Tieniu saw me, he rolled to my feet, put his arms around my legs, and cried out: 'Grandpa Guo --- save me --- they're going to kill me ---' he His face was covered with blood, and the criminal police pulled him away, but he desperately grabbed the corner of my clothes, crying like a child." "This time---" Old Guo lamented, "They will definitely send him to Huoshao Island---" I remember the night when I left home, I broke into the park for the first time. Mr. Guo took me back and took me in his home. Shi Yuan told me the original story.He pointed to Tieniu's photo and called him an owl bird, and he predicted at that time that Tieniu would definitely cause a catastrophe in the future.He said that it was brought in our blood, and our blood carried this wild energy, just like the typhoon and earthquake on this island.

"You are a group of young birds who have lost their nests." He said to me with a sad face, "Like a group of petrels crossing the ocean, you have to fly forward desperately, and you don't know where you will eventually fly--- " On Saturday night, and the typhoon passed again, all the young birds in the park flew back, like a group of bats, sheltering from the wind and rain in their caves, and one by one took advantage of the dim night to fly back to their old nest, everyone Get together, keep each other warm, chirp chirp chirp, pass some absurd right and wrong news to each other.

With a slap, I got hit on the head as soon as I walked up the steps of the lotus pond. As soon as our teacher, Instructor Yang, saw me, he knocked his fan on his head and shouted loudly: "I'll beat you, you brazen little slave! Master's golden signboard was also smashed by you! In the future, you still want Master to take care of you and introduce guests to you!" "I really had a stomachache that night, so let's go first." I apologized with a smile. "Stomach pain?" Teacher Yang sneered, "Have you got colic? Boss Yongchang Lai is a famous person, and he has opened two or three suit shops. I think you still look like a person. Only when you are praised, others still I want to sew clothes and make trousers for you! I’ve flattered you, how can I not be worthy of you? What kind of airs are you putting on? I think you are born to be a bitch! You are only worthy of being sold in this kind of place, and you can pay a dollar a catty!"

"Dada, Qianqian." The primitive A Xiongzai suddenly stretched out a giant hand like a giant from behind Coach Yang. "Why do you want money again?" Coach Yang turned his head and asked sharply. "Tangtang." Ah Xiongzai grinned and said with a foolish smile. "Where's the bag you just had?" "The mouse ate, and Xiaoyu, and—" Axiongzai rubbed his big hands together, and said with a smile, before he finished speaking, Coach Yang raised his hand, and Axiongzai received a crisp slap on the face. "Prodigal son!" Coach Yang said angrily, "One day Dada will ruin you! You stupid bird, let those bastards manipulate you like this!" A Xiongzai took a slap in the face, shrank his head, dragged his bulky body embarrassingly, and slipped away.Seeing that Coach Yang was very angry, I quickly took the opportunity to sneak into the crowd. "The thief's bone." I grabbed the mouse's neck and called, "Blessed to share, where's the sugar?" The mouse grinned and took out a handful of sweet-scented osmanthus fudge from his trouser pocket, six in total. "That's all that's left," said the mouse, smacking his lips. "You guys are going to cheat that fool again and eat the food, and the master will give you cramps later!" I peeled a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus fudge and put it in my mouth. "Come on!" Xiaoyu came over and snatched two candies from my hand, "Master just now looked for you everywhere and wanted to castrate you. He said: 'Chop off his stick and see if he is still a bird. Bird?' I heard you don't want to sleep with Lao Lai, what's wrong? Sleep in a suit." "The cold sweat on his hands," I said, "For some reason, I suddenly thought of the fat palm of that surnamed Lai wearing a square gold ring. When it crawled on my thigh, it was cool and damp, as if It's like a caterpillar is wriggling." Xiaoyu and the mouse were taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing. "Lao Lai's hands are sweating, and Ah Qing's buttocks are shaking." Xiaoyu clapped her hands and laughed. The three of me, Xiaoyu, and the mouse started to circle the lotus pond.The steps of the lotus pond were covered with ocher-black fallen leaves and branches. The three of us, stepping on the broken branches and leaves, joined the night marching teams who searched and pursued on the steps.Walking to the first corner, a pale face appeared in the pavilion at the corner.Wu Min ran and jumped up the steps, and waved to us from afar: "Wait—wait I wait." We stopped, and when Wu Min ran over panting, I wrapped my right hand around his shoulder, my left around Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu hooked the mouse, and the four of us lined up and marched forward go.The heels of Xiaoyu and I's leather boots were all nailed. Our footsteps hit the concrete floor with aggressive noises. We followed the shadows of the team in front of us and started chasing them in circles like a revolving lantern.We passed the stone stairs leading to the pavilion in the pool, and the stone stairs were full of people. They were a group of young people from Sanshui Street. There were several new faces, probably young children who had just debuted.Sitting on the highest level was Zhao Wuchang, who was dressed in black. He was condescending, with a cigarette in his mouth, and with a hoarse voice, he was talking about ancient times to the group of youngsters.His seniority in the park is much higher than ours, but we don't dump him, and we don't buy his account, so he has no choice but to show off his old age in front of those young girls who have just debuted, and tell some of his scenery in the park back then. "We were the 'Four King Kongs' in the park at that time—" Zhao Wuchang always liked to start like this, and the group of little ones raised their heads and looked up, listening in infinite awe, "The bastard Momotaro, the little nerve Tu Xiaofu, and——and our wildest and wildest phoenix, Afeng. At that time, the four of us made such a big splash that we almost turned the whole park upside down!" "You don't know, Boss Zhao was a flirtatious King Kong back then. He was so flirtatious that he was cast into hell by the Jade Emperor and became a black impermanence!" Xiaoyu stood under the stone steps with a smile, teasing Zhao Wuchang and said, then The group of children all giggled happily. "You fucking stinky bastard," Zhao Wuchang pointed his hand at Xiaoyu while holding a cigarette, and yelled, "Your uncle Zhao was flirting in the park back then, and you haven't even grown a hair yet. What the hell do you know?" He gave Xiaoyu a hard look, but turned his head away, and continued to talk about ancient times with those little boys. "Little brother, have you ever gone to the Red Rose in Ximending to get a haircut?" He asked, and the little ones shook their heads. "The next time you get a haircut, you must go to Red Rose and go to No. 13. You ask him: 'No. 13, where is your Momotaro?' When you mention Momotaro, the haircut will be free. No. 13 will talk about it from beginning to end. Let me tell you about the bad relationship between him and Momotaro. On July 15th, someone saw paper money being burned under the Zhongxing Bridge by the Danshui River on the 13th. He was burning paper money for Momotaro. Momotaro’s body was never found, and everyone said Momotaro's resentment is too deep, and he refuses to float up." Zhao Wuchang took a puff on his cigarette and sighed: "I remember the night he jumped into the Danshui River, he came to see me, he just came out after eating the wedding wine on the thirteenth, He was very drunk. He told me that the bride is a super fat woman, like an aircraft carrier, who can play mahjong on her buttocks. I am afraid that No. 13 will be a little bit overwhelmed. He laughed as he talked, and tears flowed from his laughter—— Who knew that in the blink of an eye, he jumped into the river with a bang!" "What happened next?" A little boy asked anxiously. "Stupid!" Zhao Wuchang yelled, "What is there to do after a person dies? Afterwards, on the thirteenth, he went to the Danshui River every year to sacrifice him. If he was not sacrificed, he was afraid that Momotaro would look for him. After Momotaro died, He was seriously ill and lost all his hair, some people say Momotaro pulled it out." "How can you little things catch up with our era of turbulent waves?" Zhao Wuchang sighed with disdain, "Those people, when they fall in love, they will go crazy even if they don't die. Tu Xiaofu is still locked up in the madhouse to this day. He just loves that overseas Chinese boy and is crazy! After that overseas Chinese boy returned to the United States, Tu Xiaofu was reluctant to change the pillow he slept on, and hugged him all day long. Later he went crazy, and when he heard the plane in the sky, I just cried. Every day I went to the counter of Northwest Airlines in Songshan Airport and asked, "Has the plane from the United States arrived?" That little nerve can still ask in English! Isn't it great?" "Where's that wild phoenix?" Another little boy asked timidly. "Ah Feng? Well——" Zhao Wuchang took another deep puff of cigarette and sighed, "His story is a long one." Zhao Wuchang's hoarse voice was swimming in the humid night sky, and the new park myth between Longzi and Ah Feng spread slowly on the steps of the lotus pond again: "Ah Feng, he is a fatherless man. A wild child with no surname. "—Yeah, the two of them were predestined in previous lives. The one surnamed Wang came to beg Ah Feng for his life. Have you ever seen him? Have you ever seen such a crazy person? At five o'clock in the morning, Wang Kuilong was still there. Waiting for him in the park, right here, on this step, walking from one end to the other, from the other end to this end, rushing around like a beast in an iron cage. Wait until When Ah Feng came back from sleeping with others, Wang Kuilong beat him until his nose bleeds, and after beating him, he held him in his arms and cried bitterly. That Ah Feng just laughed and said, "Do you want my heart? I was born without this thing." You say, what is this nonsense? On the night of the accident, a New Year’s Eve, we were all here, right in the middle of the steps, Ah Feng was trembling and wearing only a thin shirt, and Wang Kuilong’s knife was just right on his chest. He hugged him all over the blood and cried, 'Fire! Fire! Fire!'—” We walked to the other end of the lotus pond. The water in the pond had risen a lot, and it was a black pool, reflecting a pale moon. "There used to be lotus flowers growing in the front pond, all red." I pointed to the empty lotus pond and said. "The city government sent people to pull them all out," Xiaoyu said. "When the lotus blooms, there are ninety-nine of them," I said. "Stop bragging, how do you know there are ninety-nine flowers?" The mouse said disapprovingly, snorted and pouted. "Longzi told me to listen." I said. Wu Min, the little jade mouse, became curious and kept asking me about the story of Longzi and Afeng. "Longzi once picked a lotus and put it in Ah Feng's hand. He said, that lotus was as red as a ball of fire." The four of us walked around the lotus pond, round after round. I hooked Xiaoyu and Wu Min's shoulders with both hands, and while taking them, I told in detail the old story in the park that I knew. Come, until late at night, until the dim moon disappears into the dark clouds, until suddenly, a siren pierces through the darkness, and seven or eight flashlights hit our faces from all directions like lightning.There was a sound of leather boots, as he stepped up the steps, more than a dozen criminal police officers, with batons in their hands, yelled and surrounded him.This time, none of us escaped. We were all handcuffed and arrested together. 33 In the detention center of the police station, we lined up in a long queue, and everyone was searched.All the stolen goods from the mouse were also taken out: more than a dozen packs of colorful matches, the signboard of the Ambassador Hotel was printed on the matchbox, two copper spoons, and a pair of pepper shakers, probably from the hotel. Let the police put it in a brown paper bag and number it.A dagger and a flat drill were found on the bodies of two hooligans from Sanchong Town. The murder weapons were confiscated on the spot, and the two boys were also taken away for separate interrogation.After the body search, we filled out the form and got our fingerprints, and then filed into the interrogation room.We are all complaining about Tieniu, because he killed and wounded people in the park, the police went to make a surprise inspection when the park was closed. It turns out that the park has imposed a curfew, and we have all committed crimes of loitering over time. Guy, I started to get nervous because I was afraid of being sent to the outer island for training.A Sanshui Street boy who had been admitted to the reformatory school twice, sighed behind me, and said to himself: "This time I really want to sing 'Green Island Serenade'." The person who interrogated us was a fat, thick, black police officer with a voice like a bell, sitting on the stage like an iron tower.He has a small crew-shaven head, a square face as black as Bao Gong, his head and face dripping with sweat, he lifts up a white towel on the stage to wipe his sweat from time to time, and drinks boiled water from time to time.The fluorescent lamps in the interrogation room shone like daylight, shining on our sweaty faces, as if they were covered with white wax, shining.The fat police officer gave an order, and the mouse won the lottery. Two police officers came down and lifted him up thinly. "What name?" The fat police officer asked. "Mouse," the mouse replied, smiling smugly next to a mouthful of scorched teeth.He stood in front of the stage with his shoulders crooked, but his body was twisted into an S shape. "Rat?" The fat police officer brushed his bushy eyebrows twice and raised his eyebrows, his face full of bewilderment, "I asked you what name you put on your ID card?" "Lai Atu." The mouse replied vaguely.We couldn't help laughing below, because we never thought that the mouse would be called Lai Atu, and we thought it was funny. "Wandering around the park in the middle of the night, what are you doing?" the fat police officer asked. The mouse couldn't answer, feeling shy all over. "Tell me, did you behave indecently in the park?" The fat police officer asked in an official tone. The mouse turned its head, looked at us with a shy smile, and felt ashamed on its face. "Do you sell money in the park? How much is it once?" The fat police officer's huge body leaned forward towards the mouse threateningly, "Twenty yuan?" "It's more than that!" The mouse suddenly turned its mouth and retorted with great disdain.We all chuckled, and the fat police officer's black and fat face burst open, and he shouted: "Hey! I can't see that you are worth a bit!" The fat police officer laughed, "I asked you that you are fooling around in the park, does your father know?" The mouse was shy again and started tossing. "What's your father's name?" The fat police officer asked sharply, his face darkening. "Sir," the mouse said in a thin voice, "I don't know, my father died before I was born." "Oh?" The fat police officer hesitated. He raised his glass to take a sip of water, and wiped the sweat on his neck with a towel. Take the mouse away.It was Wu Min's second turn, the fat police officer looked him up and down, and asked straightforwardly: "You look better than him, and your worth is higher?" Wu Min lowered his head and didn't answer. "Are you number O?" the fat police officer chirped Wu Min and asked with interest, while the two policemen next to him were smiling with their mouths pursed.Wu Min blushed all of a sudden, reaching to the base of his ears, and his head dropped even lower. "Let me ask you: Have you ever done business in the park?" The fat police officer asked loudly, Wu Min still lowered his head.The fat police officer flipped through Wu Min's ID card. "Is Wu Jinfa your father?" "Yes." Wu Min replied with a trembling voice. "Your home is in Hsinchu?" "That's my uncle's address." "Where's your father? Where is he now?" "In Taipei." Wu Min replied hesitantly. "Where is Taipei?" Wu Min twisted her neck but remained silent. "Your father's address in Taipei, you must find out!" The fat police officer threatened, "You are fooling around in the park, we will notify him, take you home, and discipline yourself. Come on, your father lives Where?" "Taipei—" Wu Min's voice trembled. "Huh?" The fat police officer craned his neck. "Taipei Prison." Wu Min's head was completely bent. "Bah!" The fat police officer couldn't help spitting, "Your father is also in jail? This is good, you two father and son can be reunited." It made us all laugh, and the fat police officer also laughed twice, sent Wu Min away, and asked a few kids from Sanshui Street, who all had criminal records. , the fat police officer recognized him, pointed at Huazi and cursed: "You little bastard, did you play tricks again? Haven't tasted enough of the rubber tube last time?" Huazai made a face and giggled twice. When it was the turn of the primitive man A Xiongzai, he lost his temper and refused to go up. "Silly boy, you go, it doesn't matter." Instructor Yang comforted him. "Dada, I don't want it!" A Xiongzi roared. "Dada is here, they won't embarrass you, be obedient, go quickly." Instructor Yang pushed A Xiongzai up, and the two policemen came down to mention Axiongzai, Axiongzai hurriedly hid behind Instructor Yang up. "Sir, let me coax him slowly," Instructor Yang said with a smile while blocking the police.One of them pushed Coach Yang away and reached out to catch Ah Hung Tsai.Unexpectedly, Ah Xiongzi let out a roar, raised a pair of handcuffed hands, and slashed at the policeman's head. The policeman tilted his head, and the handcuffs fell on his shoulders. The policeman ouched and staggered a few steps back.The other quickly pulled out his baton, and hit Dong, Dong, Dong on A Xiongzai's head a dozen times. A muffled sound came from Axiongzai's throat. With a bang, like a large door panel, it fell straight to the ground.A pile of white foam popped out of his mouth, his hands twitched like chicken feet, and his whole body began to convulse violently.Instructor Yang hurriedly squatted down, took out a key, pried open Ah Xiongzai's teeth, and shouted to the police: "Quick, sir, bring some water, he's gone epileptic!" There was a commotion among everyone, the fat police officer quickly took the cup of boiling water from the stage, and handed it to Instructor Yang, who took out two red pills from his breast pocket, stuffed them into Axiong's mouth, and poured them down with boiling water.The fat police officer ordered the police to carry Ah Xiongzai out to rest, but he himself went to call the doctor.After Ah Xiongzai's fuss, the fat police officer probably lost his interest, and the rest of them questioned carelessly and took them into custody.After the interrogation, the fat police officer's uniform was soaked. He picked up the towel, wiped the sweat off his head and face, stepped off the stage, put one hand on his hips, pointed at us with the other, and began to lecture us in a loud voice: "You guys, young, not self-loving, not uplifting, actually do these depraved and shameless deeds! Your fathers, brothers and seniors have raised you all your life, I know, is it sad? Does it hurt? You are a group of social garbage , the scum of human beings, we have the responsibility to clean up and mop up—” The fat police officer became more and more excited as he spoke, and he waved his hand excitedly in the air. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans began to ooze from his big square iron-black face.After he spoke, his voice became hoarse, and he stopped suddenly, looked at us, stared blankly for a while, finally sighed, and regretted: "It looks like you all look smart, but—but—" The fat police officer shook his head, but couldn't find anything to say. That night, we were all locked up in the detention center. We all sat on the ground, huddled together, sweating acid and body odor together.A few couldn't stand it any longer, they were staggering here and there, drooling with their mouths open, and dozing off little by little.With a high-pitched voice, Huazai hummed "Three Resignations of Helplessness". "Fuck your mother, fuck your mother's funeral," Xiaoyu became impatient, and scolded, "Can't you sell it in prison?" Huazai flinched and fell silent. "Now, I can go to the reformatory school!" the mouse sighed. "I don't know which one is better? The one in Taoyuan or the one in Kaohsiung?" Wu Min interrupted and asked. "I heard that the one in Kaohsiung is better," I said, "the one in Taoyuan still wears shackles." "Guess, will we be sent to Huoshao Island?" The mouse clicked his tongue, "I see that boy Tieniu, he was sent to Huoshao Island to feed the sharks a long time ago." "You dead thief, if you want to send Huoshao Island, you should be the first one to take you!" Xiaoyu laughed. "Go, the four of us will go together," the mouse grinned and said, "Brothers, share the blessings and the difficulties." "This is a cunt!" Coach Yang suddenly opened his eyes and cursed, he has been dozing off to the side, "You didn't murder and set fire, what heinous crime did you commit, and you want to send it to Huoshao Island? Why don't you hurry up and get rid of it for me?" Shut up! The master will find a way to get you out!" None of us were imprisoned, but a few gangsters and Xiao Moer with previous convictions were sent to the Taoyuan Rehabilitation Institute.Our master, Instructor Yang, invited Mr. Fu Chongshan out and released us on bail.