"What?" Zhang Hengu suspected that his ears had heard it wrong. There are so many things in the world, but gas stations actually have gasoline for self-immolation? This word is really fresh and fresh. Although Zhang Hengu is not well-informed, he has traveled all over the world.
As someone who has been around outside, this is the first time I have heard of this term.
The boss took Zhang Hengu's hand and said: "Brother, suicide is a major event in life. You must think about it. Of course, you must have thought about it when you come here. Then I can give you some suggestions. Don't worry.
, these suggestions are free of charge, as long as you buy my special oil for self-immolation, these are considered buy one and get one free.”
Zhang Hengu saw that the boss was a little nervous, so he took out two hundred yuan and threw it to him without even counting it. He said, "Stop talking nonsense. I'm just buying gasoline. Don't worry about anything else."
"No, although they are all suicides, there are more details here. If you really have had enough of life, the best way to choose suicide is sleeping pills, which will be a more dignified death. You must not choose to hang yourself in the river, then...
Grinning too much affects your personal image and makes the person collecting your body disgusting. If you just want to scare others, such as fighting with your wife, getting into trouble with neighbors, or using bargaining chips to negotiate terms with the government, then don't do it.
If you are serious about it, it would be best to use my special oil for self-immolation."
Although the boss was nervous, his words were very effective. Zhang Hengu's desire to die was brought to life by the boss. It turned out that it was the same death, but the difference between death and death was still so big. So he asked: "
According to you, what are the benefits of this oil?"
"Of course I do. The biggest feature of my special oil for self-immolation is that it has a strong smell and is not flammable."
"What benefit is this?" Zhang Hengu didn't understand.
"You still don't understand? If your village is demolished and the government insists on demolishing your house, what will you do?" Before Zhang Hengu could say anything, he continued, "Rebel! Whoever rebels fiercely will be punished."
The compensation received is large. There is an old saying that a crying child will have milk to eat. This is what it means. You buy my oil back, and when the critical moment comes, pour it on yourself and tell them who wants to demolish my house.
, set me on fire first, and then burn me to death. Otherwise, no one will be able to demolish my house. Just wait and see, who dares to touch your house?"
As he spoke, he opened the oil drum and said, "Smell this oil. The smell is too strong. If you pour it on your body, you will be able to hear the smell of oil for three to five miles. Who would dare to offend you? In fact,
"Although this oil smells so strong, ordinary lighters and matches cannot light at all. In this way, you have met the requirements and there is no danger. Do you think this oil is good?"
"Really?" Zhang Hengu was really shaken when he heard what his boss said. It turned out that there were so many ways to solve the problem. It was not like he had imagined that he would die if he couldn't solve it.
It is said that before people die, their minds will be confused, and they will be confused and confused. They will only figure it out when they look back before death, but by then it is too late. All people who commit suicide will regret it, but there is no regret medicine in this world.
of.
Zhang Hengu was about to buy gasoline and set himself on fire in a fierce manner. After the gas station owner said this, a light seemed to suddenly light up in his mind. Some problems cannot be solved by death. If the problem is solved because of his death, for
What practical significance does it have for him? Regarding Zhang Hengu, although the police scolded him and the police station ignored him, if Zhang Hengu really died, the police station and those policemen would have no impact at all.
It’s time to eat, it’s time to drink, it’s time to have sex for free. The impact on Zhang Hengu will be great. Even if she dies, if Zhang Momo comes back one day, who will take care of her?
Zhang Hengu still needs to live, even if he lives like a dog. If Zhang Momo doesn't die, he can continue to live like a god.
Zhang Hengu's efforts all turned to waste under the influence of his boss's special oil for self-immolation. He decided to be a dog for the time being and wait for news from Zhang Momo. However, the boss was so enthusiastic that he would definitely not succeed if he didn't buy the oil.
He handed the 200 yuan to the boss, who happily gave him a full bucket of oil. He said, "Don't say anything else. I wish you all your wishes will come true. When you ask for money from the government, you must not
You're soft-hearted. If you want one hundred thousand, it's good if he gives you eight thousand. If you don't ask for an exorbitant price, you might be making some of your grandsons cheaper."
Zhang Hengu carried the barrel of oil he bought for 200 yuan and returned to Dongda Village with a heavy heart.
Before he entered the village, he saw village director Zhang Minsheng standing at the end of the village looking around, not knowing what he was doing. He wanted to turn the car around to avoid him. Unexpectedly, Director Zhang was far away and called him, "Zhang Hengu, you
Come over here and let me see what you got."
Several children were playing at the edge of the village, playing a game similar to horseback riding. While playing, they sang: Dong Dong Qiang, Dong Dong Qiang, beat the big drum, wear red clothes, live and die together...
This is a nursery rhyme that has recently been sung by the Dai gang. If the miscalculation of ten thousand and the correct calculation of ten thousand is heard at this time, you will be shocked. Unfortunately, he is still making a living in the world and has left the Dai gang.
It's still very far away. Zhang Hengu didn't feel anything when he heard this nursery rhyme, and Zhang Minsheng didn't feel anything at all.
Zhang Hengu, who was wandering between life and death, did not realize what this nursery rhyme meant, and Zhang Minsheng, who was leisurely and leisurely, certainly did not notice what this nursery rhyme meant. The two of them focused their attention on each other.
The gasoline is hidden, and one person has his eyes fixed on the barrel of oil.
Director Zhang had already seen the oil drum in Zhang Hengu's hand from afar. Seeing Zhang Hengu coming to him, he grabbed it. He unscrewed the lid, smelled it, and said, "Drink, isn't this gasoline? My house
My motorcycle ran out of gas, and I was worried about pushing it to the town to refuel, so you brought it. It was just right."
Zhang Hengu felt awkward. Director Zhang had taken away the things he had spent 200 yuan to buy for suicide. How come no official in the world could reason with him? The fire he had just extinguished couldn't help but
He jumped up again and said loudly: "No! Give it back to me!"
"Hey? Look, after you go out to work for a few days and see a little bit of the world, your temper gets louder. Isn't it just a barrel of gasoline? I'll just pay you back later." Director Zhang said in a long voice. He belongs to this village.
Your Majesty, now you are yelling at Zhang Hengu to ask him for a barrel of oil. This is really outrageous! If I look back and find a chance to avoid killing you, I will not be the glorious and great director of Dongda Village!
"No." Zhang Hengu strode in front of him and said, "I bought this for suicide."
"What? Suicide?" Director Zhang looked at the young man in front of him with a smile. I knew how many eggs you had when you were still wearing crotchless pants, and you still played this trick with me? You pushed him away immediately.
He said, "Go away, go away. I burned your barrel of oil because I think highly of you. If you make me angry, I will have your home demolished by the town tomorrow. Then you can commit suicide again!"
Zhang Hengu stared sadly at the barrel of oil and asked the village director to take it away. Why did this scene feel so familiar? After thinking about it for a long time, he finally remembered that this was the scene in a Chinese movie "Little Soldier Zhang Ga" that was released a long time ago by the Dai Gang.
What the traitorous translator said - I eat you, you bastard, just because I look down on you...
"What's the matter, do you really want to die?" Zhang Damin emerged from an unknown mouse hole, carrying some straw sticks and branches with him.
Zhang Hengu hummed without saying a word, but still saluted his bucket of special oil for self-immolation, which contained infinite grief.
"Isn't it just a barrel of oil? That's not easy to say? Just wait for me for a while." Zhang Damin trotted back home as he spoke. He took out a small barrel of oil without having to smoke half a cigarette and said, "I'm the one with gasoline."
No, there is plenty of diesel. If you want to commit suicide, just use diesel. I think you really have no meaning in living. People took away the barrels of gasoline without even farting. What a coward, you have no dignity at all.
No, it’s so worthless to live like this, don’t you think? It’s my place...” He flashed the muscles on his arms, which meant that it would be easier for him to give up the old man’s life.
Zhang Hengu had already decided to die, but the words of the gas station owner made him reconsider living like a dog. As soon as he entered the village, Director Zhang gave him a blow to the head and made him realize that even being a dog would cost a lot. Besides,
, although they are both dogs, their values are very different, and there are also major differences in likes and dislikes. People like Zhang Hengu can only be a stray dog at most.
Since being a dog is not easy, then it is better to die.
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