Chapter 24 Chapter 24 TV or Street Guns

That evening, under an orange-red sun umbrella by the river, Jingui made the decision for Zhu Zhu and me, and Wan Boneng went to the police.He said that calling the police would only irritate Bao Jingsheng, and in the end both parties would lose.He hid his right hand under the table, and drew a circle on the table with his left hand. He said, don't chase the poor, we will force Bao Jingsheng to do stupid things. Zhu Zhu asked him, if he didn't call the police, what would Ali do? Jingui said that Bao Jingsheng took hostages for the purpose of going to school or asking for money, and harming the hostages would do him no good.

Bao Jingsheng did not take hostages.I raised my voice, and I said, Ali is not a hostage. Zhu Zhu glared at me, and she said, you are kind and righteous. I said, if I don’t call the police, should I report to the school? Jingui said that reporting to the school was tantamount to calling the police.Report to Ali's parents? Zhu Zhu and I shook our heads at each other, the man with the gold-rimmed glasses flashed in my mind, but it passed.I don't want to complicate matters, I'd rather believe that no one ever met Ali's parents.Even if there is a parent-teacher meeting, the crowd is crowded, and I don't know who's father or mother is whose.We don't even know Ali's phone number, he never left us a number.Only Song Xiaodou knew, because students had to register with the head teacher.

Zhu Zhu ran back to school to find Song Xiaodou.The night was falling like light rain, the iron fence was locked tightly, and no one except the class cadres could enter or leave.I looked at Zhu Zhu's back, and I said to Jingui, you also want to be a monitor, right? Jingui looked at me for a long time, which made my brain feel a little numb.I said, what are you playing deep, you country bumpkin? Jingui smiled lightly, and said in a low voice, so small that I could barely hear it, he said, you underestimate me, Fengzi. Oh, I'm sorry, that's not what Jingui actually said.Jingui said so, is he still Jingui?He opted for another, more subtle way of saying it, while at the same time saying it more explicitly.He said, Fengzi, I used to be the squad leader in the countryside.He was talking, nodding his head, and once again expressed his humility and sincerity, and once again I felt that his sincerity was different from ordinary people.

Just as he was talking, Zhu Zhu came back.Zhu Zhu came back by trotting. She rarely ran all the way like this, because she said that she had a bad heart, and even many items in the physical education class were exempted.Her face was dripping with sweat, white and red, and she was out of breath when speaking.I said, Song Xiaodou is not here, right?She said no.I said, is Song Xiaodou not opening the door?She said no.I snorted and said, then you must have bumped into a ghost. Zhu Zhu had already caught his breath, and even smiled, and said, Jingui, if you bump into a pair of boots worn by a ghost, does that count as bumping into a ghost?

Jingui scratched his head, hesitated for a long time, and said, ghost?The squad leader is also superstitious?Both Fengzi and I don't believe it. There are no ghosts. How can ghosts wear boots, right, Fengzi? I didn't speak, and looked at Zhu Zhu fixedly.Zhu Zhu was terrified when I saw it, and she said, oh, oh, I'm sorry, maybe it's not a pair of boots, but a pair of shoes, any pair of shoes.Misi Song opened the door, and she was standing next to those...shoes, with heavy makeup and lipstick on, necklaces and earrings sparkling and jingling, I thought I knocked on the wrong door.

I said, is she wearing an olive dress? Zhu Zhu said, yes.You just follow me? I said, yeah, I see you knocked on the wrong door.She is not Song Xiaodou, she is just a woman like Song Xiaodou. Zhu Zhu spread out his sweaty hands, in the palm of which was a piece of soaked paper.She said, well, what is this?This is Ali's fucking phone. I said, Zhu Zhu, you are swearing again. Zhu Zhu snorted, and she said, this is Ali's mother's mobile phone number, am I wrong? We called Ali's mother at the phone booth by the river, and the IC card was actually taken out of Jingui's pocket.He said that there is still five yuan and thirty cents, and it can take a long time to make a local call.The mobile phone was connected quickly, and it took a long time for someone to answer it. The sound of mahjong playing was caught in the microphone, and there was a splintering sound.It felt like his mother was tired, her voice was frothy and not clean at all.She said "Hello" and was silent.In a few words, I made it clear who I was and why I called.He only heard a scream from her side, and was drowned out by a chaotic sound.But the mobile phone was not disconnected, so I had to exchange the microphone with Zhu Zhu and Jingui, because the waiting time was too long, and the microphone was pinched with sweat.We say we must be patient.Allidu has been hijacked, what else can we say?

After an untold amount of time, bats were already scurrying across the river like arrows, and Ali's mother finally spoke on the other side.Her voice was unexpectedly calm, as if nothing happened just now, even, it wasn't her answering the phone just now, only her bubbling voice convinced me that she was her.She only said two words, one is, what he wants, what he gives.Again, thank you, auntie. The phone hangs up.Zhu Zhu said, for what?What do we have for him? Jingui smiled and said, if Bao Jingsheng wants you, let him forget it. Zhu Zhuyang slapped Jingui across the face, you country bumpkin!Zhu Zhu's face was burning red, as if she was the one who got slapped.I have never seen Zhu Zhu hit anyone, let alone slap someone.I couldn't speak, Jingui touched his face, didn't speak, didn't get angry, and didn't apologize.

After a stalemate for a while, Zhu Zhu looked at me and said softly, let's break up.If anyone has news, let's talk to each other.She made a reluctant look, patted my face, and she said, go back. Zhu Zhu turned and left.I told Jingui, don't be angry with her.She was sad, Ali was her good friend. Jingui pursed his lips and did not speak.His hair was the same as the first day we saw it, disheveled, and his lips were thick and pouty.I was thinking, he hasn't changed at all, but Jingui is not that Jingui anymore. We walked to Thirteen Paulownia Trees together, and he waited for the bus with me.The evening wind blows from the other side of the river, slightly dissipating the heat.Jingui said, Fengzi, it's really strange that Zhu Zhu would treat you so well.

You are surprised, I said, Zhu Zhu and I have always been very good. Jingui laughed, Zhu Zhu treats you well, Zhu Zhu has a good temper.She was sad, so she slapped me and gave you a pair of boots. I said, what the fuck do you mean? What do you mean.Jingui looked at the intersection and said, the car is coming. None of us heard from Ali that night.During morning self-study the next day, Song Xiaodou walked into the classroom, scanning the heads like knives.She looked at Zhu Zhu, Zhu Zhu stood up without waiting for her to ask a question, and said that Ali's illness is still not cured, and his mother is still guarding the ward.Song Xiaodou pursed his lips and smiled silently.Juicing is a new movement unique to her, a bit like a little star in entertainment news.But her voice was still cold, she muttered something in English, translated it herself, and said, this class is full of lies.After she finished saying this, she stared straight at me with her eyes and was silent for a while.Many people's eyes followed Song Xiaodou's gaze, looking at me with silent smiles on their faces.

I raised my hand and asked to speak.This was one of the few times I raised my hand to speak. Song Xiaodou was a little surprised, but she couldn't refuse me.I stood up and said to everyone that lies do not necessarily hurt people, and telling the truth does not necessarily mean good intentions. Song Xiaodou's expression was extraordinarily serious, she said two English words, I know, that was to signal me to continue. I said, Misi Song, if I remind you, there is a grain of rice sticking to the corner of your mouth, or a piece of leek sticking to your tooth.what will happen to you After speaking, I didn't sit down.I looked at the corner of Song Xiaodou's mouth, as if there was really a grain of rice there.I told her I was waiting for her answer.

Song Xiaodou unconsciously reached out and wiped the corner of his mouth, and a slight laugh came from the classroom.But Song Xiaodou remained calm, otherwise, how could she still be Song Xiaodou?The people in the classroom started to make buzzing sounds, they were all looking at me and at Song Xiaodou.I've heard people say, thick-skinned.Some people say that he didn't play well. ...But I am still standing, I want to hear an answer from Song Xiaodou.Slowly, everyone's eyes turned to Song Xiaodou, they were all waiting. Song Xiaodou let out a sigh of relief and said, you are right. I said, Miss Song, do you still want to know Ali's whereabouts? Song Xiaodou waved his hand, and said with Chinese pronunciation and English intonation, let's forget him. I sat down with a snap, grabbed something at random, probably a book, and buried my head in it.I saw a bead of water dripping on the pages, cracking like broken glass. We called Ali's mother twice more, both at Zhu Zhu's house, using the speakerphone, and the voice echoed in the house, mixed with the amplified sound of electric current like dust, as if separated by thousands of mountains and thousands of rivers. .As soon as the phone was connected, Ali's mother picked it up immediately. Her voice was hoarse, tired and anxious.We were going to ask her if Ali had called, but when we asked, she suddenly fell silent.We all thought that the aunt was going to cry, but after a short silence, she said, wait a little longer. The second time we went to call, it was already two days later.Her voice was so angry that she didn't ask about Ali's situation. She knew it was useless to ask, and when Ali came back, wouldn't she call her by herself?She said call the police. Zhu Zhu's father is a retired old policeman. Zhu Zhu said, Auntie, should you report it, or should we report it for you? The aunt sighed again, and said quietly, it's better not to report. The hot weather burns everyone out.Fortunately, Gulou Street is covered in the shade of old locust trees, and the thick shadow like ink makes Gulou Street feel a little cool.In Zhu Zhu's home, inside and outside the window, sunlight or light, it is like a knife cutting out two worlds, one dazzlingly bright, and the other heart-wrenchingly dark.We drank the fresh oranges we took out of the refrigerator, and glanced at the TV from time to time. Zhu Zhu said, where will they be at this time? I said, it doesn't matter where they are, even if they go to the underworld, as long as they can still emerge. Zhu Zhu said that Feng Zi was still heartless.As for Ali, even if it is a friend who only invited you to dinner, Bao Jingsheng is so infatuated with you, do you really want to send him to the underworld? My heart sank, my face darkened, and I said, Zhu Zhu, don't curse him. Jingui said, we country people are superstitious, we talk about Bojili and talk about Bojili.Dreaming of being hit by a brick indicates that you will die of bleeding.Fengzi, Zhu Zhu, talk nonsense. Zhu Zhu and I looked at Jingui. There was no smile on Jingui's face. In the dizzy heat, his face was as cold as a layer of frost. Don't scare me, I said, my heart was beating wildly. Jingui laughed and said, how could I know that your heart is beating wildly? In front of Zhu Zhu was a large cup of fresh oranges. She picked it up and said calmly, "Jingui, if you don't apologize, I'll splash it all on your face and never see you again." I was a little surprised, I said, Zhu Zhu, you are crazy, why do you apologize? Zhu Zhu still looked at Jingui, she said, don't you apologize? Jingui said, I was wrong. Zhu Zhu said, you look at Fengzi and say. Jingui said, Fengzi, I was wrong. I said, Zhu Zhu, if you want to treat Jingui as a friend, don't hurt his face. Jingui smiled and said, what face does a bumpkin have?It is my face to be able to treat me as a friend. Zhu Zhu said, I did not regard you as a friend. I glanced at Jingui, but Jingui pretended not to hear. The TV screen shook for a moment and began to tremble. Probably the reporter was chasing and shooting something on the street with a camera on his shoulder. The screen was full of surprised faces of pedestrians, a gunshot like fried beans, and sharp brakes. The ground creaked.Jingui said that it was still the same as the real thing. I was holding the remote control board in my hand, and changed the channel casually.I hate this kind of pretentious show the most.But Zhu Zhu snatched the remote control and changed the channel back. She said, what a trick, something happened to Bao Jingsheng. what did I say? Zhu Zhu said, look, Bao Jingsheng resisted arrest and was shot down by the police. We met Ali on the ward.The ward is no longer a ward, it's a bit like a country house.However, I have never been to any villa. I said it was a villa, but I just think so.Ali was lying on a snow-white bed, surrounded by many pots of open orchids. The fragrance of the orchids was too strong, and the orchids didn't even look like orchids.Ali said, I lay in the orchid and watched you come in, and I felt that you were here to say goodbye to my body.Ali smiled, tears streaming down his eyes.He shaved a clean bald head, I found that his bald head is actually pitted, like an irregular potato. I stroked his potato head, I like to stroke his hair, but now there is no hair to touch.I said, too ugly.Why, Ali? Ali looked sideways towards the balcony, he said, it was my mother who wanted me to shave my head, and my mother said, shave all the bad luck away. Only then did we see Ali's mother, leaning against the railing of the balcony, looking at us calmly, as if she didn't look at anything.I have never seen a woman as pale as her. Even when the sun shines on her face, she does not feel warm, but makes her skin white and transparent.Her eye shadow is black, and I can't tell whether it is painted on or I have it myself.There was a kind of anxiety in her eyes, just like the tension and anxiety of meeting for the first time.In fact, we had already talked on the phone, but she still just looked at us and didn't come into the room to talk. Ali and we were careful not to talk about Bao Jingsheng.We told him some things about the school, and we also mentioned the exam. We all said, damn, what is the exam? If you pay the application fee, can you still not be allowed to graduate?Zhu Zhu said, Misi Song said, except for those who were expelled, all of them could graduate.Ali said, oh, Bao Jingsheng is the only one.Everyone immediately fell silent again. After a long time, Ali said, is he in the hospital or in prison? Jingui said that it was in the hospital and also in the prison. There are hospitals in the prison.He made you miserable, do you still miss him? Ali said, harm me, you mean, did Bao Jingsheng harm me?