Zhang Hengu didn't know how he returned to his home in Dongda Village. He only remembered that the deputy political commissar told him a lot of truths, but unfortunately he didn't understand a word of it. He only knew one thing in his heart, and that was that the police station was responsible for
There is nothing he can do about his wife's disappearance. I hope he can turn his grief into strength. I hope he can love his family and his country, make more money and consume less, and save enough money to marry another wife...
Why is this happening? Why is this happening? Zhang Hengu’s anger all the way, I don’t know where to vent it? Is it because he is a bastard, is it just because he is a common man? If Zhang Hengu is Lin Wenlan, then these things should be
Do officials dare to say this and do this? If he were the mayor of Beilian City, would they dare to "invite" him out of the police station like this? If he were the county magistrate of Huahai County, would they dare to tell him this?
When things are over, shouldn't we start fussing elsewhere?
Fart people! Zhang Hengu had a deep understanding of these two words. He finally understood why Zhang Minsheng looked like that when he looked at the villagers in the village. Yes, it was like hearing someone fart.
, the look on his face where he only felt the stench but didn’t see anything—that’s absolutely right!
Zhang Hengu's heart was broken, Zhang Hengu's heart was dead. Ever since he took Zhang Momo into his home, his whole life, everything about him, had been linked to Zhang Momo. Without Zhang Momo, Zhang Hengu's heart was broken.
Gu no longer knows who he will live for in the future, and how he will survive?
Die! It seemed that someone was telling him in the dark.
Yes, it's better to die. Zhang Hengu was thinking in his heart. He thought he could find a place to support him when he arrived in Huahai County, but he didn't expect that he would suffer even more humiliation. Instead of living like this without self-esteem,
It would be better to die and reunite with Zhang Momo.
At this time, Zhang Hengu had already equated Zhang Momo's disappearance with his death. Since Zhang Momo is dead, what's the point of his life?
According to relevant authoritative statistics, many people who commit suicide are overly troubled by something. If someone can enlighten them at this time, most of them can face life again. Unfortunately, Zhang Hengu does not have such friends, and there are not many idle people.
Will care about the death of an ordinary citizen.
Zhang Hengu was so devastated that he had no intention of living at all. But when it came time to die, he was really reluctant to give up. Death is not terrible, but choosing death is the most difficult thing.
Zhang Hengu stayed alone in the room for a long time, smoked three packs of cigarettes, and drank a bottle of wine at home. Finally, he made up his mind - it was better to die happily than to live in vain.
Life or death, Zhang Hengu hesitated again and again and couldn't make a choice. He went to the yard and found three horse grass (a local weed), cut them into two short, three long and five small sections, and then put them into an empty bowl.
Come here, wandering around, thinking, if you reach out and find a long one, then just live. If you reach out and find a short one, then just die. It is God's will, so as not to embarrass the ancestors.
In fact, from the depths of Zhang Hengu's heart, he still hopes to continue to live like a dog, otherwise he would not give up the hope of living. But reality is always the cruelest, when what he hopes most is
When it's long, the shortest one is the one you touch in your hand.
Zhang Hengu held the horse without eating grass and grinned. It seemed that God wanted to see his joke, so he would die.
He found a rope and tied it to the room, then found a small stool, stood on it and compared it, and it just happened to be around his neck. Now as long as he kicked the stool, he could immediately go to see Zhang Momo again.
It seems that death is also very easy. All it takes is a rope and a stool. Since everything is so easy, let's see you in the next life. Zhang Hengu thought and kicked the stool down.
Among the storytelling stories we often hear, the most commonly heard sentence is "no coincidence will make a book", and this is certainly the case in our story. If Zhang Hengu stretched out his head and kicked his foot at this time, his life would be over, and he would travel across Southeast Asia.
Who will do the heroic deeds?
The second-rate neighbor Zhang Damin, Zhang Hengu's most unprovoked neighbor, opened the door and walked in unsteadily at this moment.
He saw the lights on at Zhang Hengu's house and came over to have a drink with Zhang Hengu. Zhang Hengu should have made a lot of money when he went to China to pan for gold this time, at least he thought so. He didn't want to drink two glasses of wine with him.
Drink, I really feel sorry for his neighbor.
When he heard someone coming in, Zhang Hengu stood on the stool and didn't want to hang on it. He didn't want to jump down. He just stood there and couldn't move, as if he had cerebral thrombosis.
"Hey, what are you doing? You are seeking death!" Only then did Zhang Damin realize that the atmosphere in the room was wrong. He went over and pulled Zhang Hengu down and slapped him hard on the face.
He slapped me and said, "Are you full? Why don't you want to live anymore?"
When Zhang Hengu heard what he said, all his grievances suddenly rushed out.
"If you want to die, it will be worth it!" Zhang Damin said, "If you have the guts to go to the county government and set yourself on fire. That way of dying is like a man. In the words of TV, it is called great, glorious and correct... You want to die like that.
Yes, I, Zhang Damin, will admire you forever."
Zhang Hengu only heard admiration for his whole life, but he didn't know that the price to be admired was too high. He held Zhang Damin's hand and said: "You are right, you are right, I live without dignity.
It is better to die. Since you are not afraid of death, what is there to be afraid of?"
"Well, go ahead and don't tell anyone that I was the one who instigated you." Zhang Damin looked at Zhang Hengu and felt something was wrong. It seemed that he really wanted to go to the county government to risk his life. He regretted what he just said, but
He couldn't say anything else, so he had no choice but to slap his ass and leave. The opportunity to have a meal with Zhang Hengu was wasted.
Zhang Hengu smiled bitterly, thinking that my death has nothing to do with anyone. Unless Zhang Momo comes, no one can bring me back. If a dignified man cannot stand upright while alive, then he should die upright.
Zhang Hengu tossed and turned for half the night, and finally made up his mind to die in front of the government. After spending the night in anticipation and uneasiness, when the sun just came up the next day, he rode his bicycle to Jingxian Town.
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Jingxian Town is an important transportation road leading to Huahai County. Its geographical location is very important. It is more than four miles away from Dongda Village on a mountain road. However, the mountain road is winding and takes an hour with twists and turns. Between Dongdacun and Jingxian
There is a large gas station on the roadside from the town to Huahai County. This is where Zhang Hengu went.
There was no one around at the gas station. Logically speaking, it was time to refuel. Where had everyone gone?
"Is there any gasoline?" Zhang Hengu put down his bicycle and shouted into the gas station.
At this time, a bald head poked his head out and said, "No oil, no oil."
"Isn't this a gas station? There is obviously gas here, why do you say there is no gas?" Zhang Hengu didn't want to live anymore. He found that his anger became smoother, his courage became bolder, his voice became brighter, and he felt like he was everywhere he stood.
The owner of this land - it turns out that only people who are about to die can feel the feeling of being the master of the land.
"When I say there is no oil, there is no oil." A man who looked like a boss slowly walked out and picked his teeth with a toothpick while saying, "I wonder if the oil price is going up now? Wait until the increase ends in two days before buying."
"Isn't that right?" Zhang Hengu was a little skeptical, "I was watching TV today and said that international oil prices have increased a lot. How come they are still going up?"
"Fuck, you still believe what the Dai Bang TV station said, aren't you short-sighted? When have you ever seen the Dai Bang's oil prices rise? Now the Dai Bang's oil is indeed in line with international standards. When international oil prices rise, the Dai Bang follows the rise, and the international
Oil prices have fallen, but Dai Gang continues to rise. You don’t know such a simple truth, you must have never driven a car, right?”
Zhang Hengu had never driven a car, and he really didn’t know that oil prices had risen so much. But today he was not here to discuss oil prices, but to come to burn gasoline. How could he listen? He said to the boss: "Don't you just wait?
Do you want to increase the price? Let’s do it this way, you can pay as much as you want. Anyway, I don’t plan to live anymore. I’ll give you two hundred yuan and give me a bucket that’s enough to burn my own assembly, right?”
"What did you say?" The boss looked at Zhang Hengu in surprise, "You really don't want to live anymore. Are you trying to commit suicide by buying gasoline?"
Zhang Hengu's brain was not good enough, so he thought that whether his suicide had something to do with others, and that he should not publicize his suicide plan everywhere. How had he ever seen someone who was clamoring to commit suicide all day long? But when someone asked him, he
I was not used to lying, so I had to evade it and said: "Don't worry about it. Anyway, if I give you more money, you can just sell me a barrel."
"What kind of business is that? If I don't explain it clearly, I won't sell it to you." The boss was even more persistent than Zhang Hengu.
Zhang Hengu became anxious and said: "Huahai County is a big place. There are only 800 gas stations instead of 1,000 yuan. Do you have any shortage? Do you want to buy a barrel of oil from you? I don't want to sell it. I want to sell it but I won't buy it yet."
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Seeing that he was about to leave, the boss immediately gave up and said, "Oh, don't go, don't go. I'm just buying a barrel of oil. I don't ask this to pry into privacy, and I have no other meaning. In fact, I mean, I'm here
There is special gasoline for self-immolation, do you want it?"
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