The years when I was an old man

Zhao Er and I went to a Kanto restaurant in a small town.

I ordered four dishes, plus a catty of small boiled in bulk.

The side dishes are fried peanuts, home-cooked cold dishes, braised chicken hands, and a spare rib stewed beans.

After drinking for a while, I deliberately pretended to be a little drunk, and asked Zhao Er:

"Talk to me about Tongjia Village and Director Tong. Why do you feel that this place is so mysterious?"

Zhao Er squeezed a peanut, threw it in his mouth, and chewed it.

But he didn't notice that a peanut skin was stuck on his gums.

"There's nothing to talk about!"

Zhao Er pretended to be mysterious and said.

I took out the 500 yuan in my pocket.

Keep two hundred, and put the remaining three hundred in front of Zhao Er.

"Two hundred will be used to settle accounts in a while, this three hundred and two brothers will use it to buy some cigarettes!"

Zhao Er's eyes lit up when he saw the money.

He quickly put the money into his pocket, lowered his voice, and whispered to me:

"Tong Laofat and his father have the same sex, they are the ones who don't want to die when they see women. Let's put it this way, he has slept with almost all the pretty people in Tongjia Village. Last year, yes, last year, he slept with a Little daughter-in-law. But the husband of the other party found out and came to the door with a kitchen knife. Guess what happened in the end?"

Zhao Er drank some wine and became more courageous.

Just call him Laofat Tong instead of Director Tong.

I shook my head.

Zhao Er pretended to be deep and took a sip of wine, and said in a low voice:

"Old Fatty Tong was in a hurry, so he asked someone to break the man's legs and sent him home. That night, Old Fatty Tong went to his house and slept with the little wife in front of him. Oops, pissed off that man. Yes, rolled under the bed the next day, crawled to the edge of the well and jumped into the well..."

I have always felt that my moral bottom line is very low.

The word "Three Views" has nothing to do with me.

But when I heard this incident, an indescribable anger still rose in my heart.

It's the same feeling you get when you watch a group of so-called "men" beat up women online.

Angry, but powerless.

Holding the wine glass, I took a big sip.

A smell of low-quality distiller's grains blended with alcohol, straight to the forehead.

"Talk about the bureau, are they all such small bureaus? Is there no big situation?"

As soon as I said that, Zhao Er bared his yellow teeth and smiled disdainfully.

"There are plenty of things in the big picture, but you can't get in even if you have money. I think you're a good Xiaoliu, so I'll tell you the truth. The big picture is in the village committee, and the people who come to play are all famous people nearby. If you say it, you will be scared to death, or It’s a mine, or an official. You take 20 to [-] and want to play? I’m sorry, I won’t serve you!”

As far as I understand, you can win all bets as long as you have money.

Unexpectedly, Tongjia Village still operated like this.

"Then how can I get on?"

I asked again.

Zhao Er gave a smirk and said:

"Either someone with status introduces you, and you can go. Or, hey, girl, beautiful. Only those who can make Tong Laofat or his father look good can be in the overall situation of the village committee..."

Beauty?

Beauty is easy to handle, but what's next?

I silently planned in my heart.

After thinking about it, I asked again:

"What is Tong Laofat most concerned about?"

Zhao Er was gnawing on a chicken paw, listening to my question.

He put the chicken feet on the plate, wiped his trousers twice, and said:

"What does he care about? He doesn't care about anything. Let me put it this way, when he fucks a woman, even if you kill his father, he won't stop. No, he cares about the ancestral hall, which he built..."

Ancestral halls are very common in the south, and there are also in the Kanto, but not many.

"Tong Laofat built such an ancestral hall in order to attract these people with the same surname. Fuck, he asked someone to write the family tree. It's all a fucking lie. This thing is the most important thing to him..."

Just as he was talking, Zhao Er inadvertently looked out the window and said:

"Look, isn't that Wang Hong?"

Looking out the window, he saw Wang Hong who had just been taken away by Old Man Tong.

At this time, he was walking down the street listlessly.

Zhao Er smiled cheaply, and said lewdly:

"Wait for me, call her over and have a chat!"

In a few minutes, Wang Hong sat at our table.

At this time, Wang Hong's eyes were red, obviously she had just cried.

After adding two more dishes, Zhao Er asked Wang Hong:

"Dahong, is old Tong Tong still working?"

A dog's mouth cannot spit out ivory.

Zhao Er's question made Wang Hong's eyes turn red.

"He forgave you the money he owed?"

Wang Hong shook her head.

"No, the interest will not go away for the time being!"

"that's it?"

Zhao Er asked again.

Wang Hong lowered her head and said sullenly:

"Give me 100 yuan!"

It's an ordinary sentence, but my heart is blocked when I hear it.

I've seen too many villains.

But it's really the first time I've seen someone as brazen as old man Tong.

After drinking for a while, Zhao Er was full, and hurried back to get the three hundred flip books.

As soon as he left, Wang Hong wanted to leave too.

But I suddenly opened my mouth and said:

"Do you hate that Tong?"

Wang Hong didn't speak.

"Want to make money?"

I asked again.

Wang Hong gave me a puzzled look.

I took a wad of money out of my pocket and put it on the table.

Pointing to the money, I said directly:

"This 1 yuan is yours!"

Wang Hong looked at me in disbelief.

"If you are willing to cooperate with me, I will give you another sum of money afterwards. With this money, you can find your man and stay away from this place!"

Wang Hong's hands trembled slightly.

Looking at me, she asked:

"what do you want to do?"

What I asked Wang Hong to do was very simple, that is to continue to follow the old man.

Of course, but only for a few days.