Zhou Wenzhong squatted in front of Madman Bai, holding a piece of charcoal in his hand, sticking his butt out and writing furiously on the wooden board. His right hand was already black and shiny, and was full of charcoal powder.
It was written on the board: My name is Wang Weiguo. I grew up in a poor family. I dropped out of school at the age of 14 to work in farming. This year, my family’s farmland encountered a drought. I had no choice but to come to Beijing to visit relatives. Unfortunately, I was separated from my family on the way. As of now, it has been 3 days since I have had water or rice to stick to my teeth.
, please forgive me for being too tired to stand up. I pray that kind-hearted people in the capital can give me travel expenses or a meal, and leave my address. I will definitely thank you deeply when I find my parents in the future. I wish all kind-hearted people in the world a safe life.
He lifted the board up and took a look at the words on it. Zhou Wenzhong nodded with satisfaction. Then he thought something was wrong. Maybe he would be caught again! He glanced sideways and saw that Madman Bai was in front of him. He already felt something wrong in his heart.
Got an idea.
He quickly turned the board over and wrote: My name is Bai Baihua. I am 62 years old. I was separated from my two sons in Beijing 37 years ago. The eldest son has a mole on his neck and the younger son has scars on his legs. Now I am seriously ill and have no money for medical treatment.
, in order not to cause trouble to the government, I beg the old and young men in the capital to lend a helping hand and give me a hand to help me find my two sons. I will be grateful when this is done! May the good-hearted people in the world have a safe life!
After Zhou Wenzhong finished writing this, he showed a satisfied smile and turned to look at Madman Bai again.
"Go, go, go...go and lie down quickly. Someone will be here soon! I'll take your erhu and play some sad music, and you'll be a part of it then."
Madman Bai looked at the wooden board, smiled evilly and said, "You have to give me at least 40%! This is my business."
"I'll give you 20% at most, or I'll wipe this side off, and then lie down opposite you. Anyway, you have no business. We both work independently. Wouldn't it be nice for you and me to cooperate? Let's do something big together.
Strong! Let’s create brilliance together!”
"30%."
"Don't come here! I have someone else's share here."
Zhou Wenzhong pointed at Ma Erbao.
Madman Bai took a look at Ma Erbao.
"He? What's the use of him? Are you making him cry in mourning?"
"The mountain man has his own clever plan. Just 20%. Can you do it? Just tell me the truth."
Madman Bai pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and said, "Fuck it! Anyway, I don't have much business. I can earn as much as I can."
Zhou Wenzhong called Ma Erbao to his side and whispered in his ear for a while.
"No, no! If I do this, I will be completely embarrassed."
Ma Erbao's head shook like a rattle.
"What kind of face do you have? Do you deserve the word "face"? Only rich, powerful and powerful people have face! You can't even eat enough, and you still talk about face with me? Face is more important! Or life is more important? What kind of face do you want?
?Can it make your stomach full? Think carefully about whether this is the truth? Should you do it? If not, I will find someone else!"
After Zhou Wenzhong said these words, he reached into his arms, took out the pack of Pegasus cigarettes from the space, and threw one to Madman Bai. They squatted on the ground and puffed away, staring at Ma Erbao.
, waiting for his decision.
Three minutes later, Zhou Wenzhong became impatient and stood up to stamp out the cigarette butt.
"Let me ask you one last time, do you want to do it or not? Just be honest. We don't have time to mess around with you."
Ma Erbao replied with a slumped face: "Just do it..."
"Well, that's right! From now on, the three of us are a team. An excellent team creates an excellent team culture, and an excellent team culture creates excellent people. Come here! I'll give you some more
You keep talking about it."
Ma Erbao came forward and handed his ear to him. Zhou Wenzhong whispered in his ear for a while, and Ma Erbao nodded repeatedly.
After brainwashing Ma Erbao, he faced Madman Bai again.
"We are not afraid of difficulties and obstacles for the same goal. A united group is called a team. In today's society, only cooperation can achieve win-win results. Only a team that makes progress together can go further. Crazy Bai, you can be considered a veteran.
I think you can definitely understand the reason."
Zhou Wenzhong didn't even wait for Madman Bai to reply. He quickly walked to the middle of the road, faced the two of them, made a fist with his right hand, and raised it high.
He said: "A single thread does not make a thread, and a single tree does not make a forest. A flower blooming alone is not spring, but a hundred flowers blooming together makes the garden full of spring. There are no perfect individuals in this world, only perfect teams. As long as we think together, we will be invincible
the power of."
After that, Zhou Wenzhong ran to Madman Bai and began to take off the musical instrument "equipment" from Madman Bai.
"What are you doing? What are you doing?"
"You always have great prestige here. This is our first shot. You have to go out in person to hold off the battle."
"No, no, no..."
"As long as you lie down on the ground and don't move, you will account for 30% of today's harvest!"
"Why don't you hurry up! It's really delaying things. Let's get started! I'll do it myself!"
Madman Bai pushed away Zhou Wenzhong's hand, threw the equipment piece by piece on the ground, and finally placed the side of the board with "Bai Tian Hua" written on it on the ground.
"The word you wrote with the word "boy" is not bad!"
After sighing with emotion, Madman Bai quickly kicked the ground with his feet, cleaning up some small stones, and finally sat down on the ground, put his hands on his navel, lay down slowly, and did not forget to add:
"You two get to work quickly! The ground is cold."
"Okay!"
Zhou Wenzhong pulled the small stool in front of Madman Bai, sat on it, crossed his legs, and carefully adjusted the bowstring of the erhu...
I murmured in my heart: I haven’t played the erhu in many years, so I’ll take over the Hebei area’s trivial matters!
"Can you hurry up! The ground is very cold!"
"Slow work will lead to careful work! Don't be anxious, don't be anxious!"
"Grandma! It's not you who's lying on the floor with your feelings! If you dare to complain again, let's change it and let you experience it."
The inner and outer strings of an erhu bring out the pain and sorrow in the world.
Endless hatred and love, endless sorrow and joy.
Zhou Wenzhong adjusted the bowstring, and while there were no passers-by, he quickly ordered: "Cover your ears, I'm going to start beating the gong." Ma Erbao quickly went to hide behind the gate of the grain depot and waited for people to gather. It's your turn to play in a while.
!Remember! When the gong sounds rhythmic, come out again. Don’t forget what I just told you.”
Ma Erbao ran quickly back to the grain depot and hid behind it. He was not paying attention and almost bumped into Zhang Xiufang, who was rushing over.
"What are you doing in such a hurry?"
"Hush! My brother Zhong is putting on a good show with Madman Bai."
"What's the show?"
After Zhang Xiufang finished speaking, she was ready to go out and take a look.
Ma Erbao opened his arms and blocked Zhang Xiufang's path.
"Wait a moment, don't delay my brother Zhong's big event, the fun will start soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the rapid sound of gongs from outside.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Ma Erbao poked his head out from behind the door, took a look, and then retracted his head.
"We have to wait a little longer, there are too few people coming. I just counted, there are not enough 20 people."
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Don't ask, just wait."
"Boom, boom, boom...boom, boom, boom..."
This time the sound of the gong had a rhythm, and pedestrians and residents came together. Even two staff members came out of the grain station to see the excitement. After a while, Ma Erbao stuck his head out again and took a look.
"We've almost gathered the people. It's my turn to take the stage."
Taking a deep breath, Ma Erbao squeezed his eyelids hard and rubbed his face hard. He walked out from behind the gate with his hands behind his back. Before he could get in front of everyone, he heard the long sound of the erhu.
There were also residents in other alleys who thought there was a fire after hearing the sound of the gong. They hurriedly came from home to check the situation.
On the field at this time, Madman Bai was lying on the ground with his eyes closed. Zhou Wenzhong was sitting on the small bench next to him, also squinting, hunched over, leaning out to play the erhu, and played a cross-era song "Desire"
》Rendered.
Someone came closer and couldn't understand the words on the board, so they were whispering to each other and asking.
When Ma Erbao saw this scene, he already understood that this was his job. Like a tour guide, he provided popular science to everyone.
"Ahem...bah."
He cleared his throat and began to introduce it to the illiterate adults.
"This is the Crazy Bai that everyone knows. It turns out that his real name is Bai Baihua! Uncle! It says that Crazy Bai is 62 years old. He used to beg in the capital because he was looking for his two sons. Now he is not in good health.
,sick………"
"Oh... Madman Bai is dying? Alas..."
"His son has a mole on the back of his neck? Let me think about it..."
"Madman Bai is looking for a son? Or two sons?"
"With the current market situation, who's family has a lot of food? These two sons will definitely not be able to find it... It's a waste of effort, let's ask Madman Bai to see a doctor quickly."
"That's what you said. If Madman Bai was rich, wouldn't he have gone to the hospital a long time ago? They are all poor and miserable. How pitiful!"
"Yes, it is indeed not easy. Sigh..."
"Alas... It's not easy for crazy white people."
"Hmph, those two sons must have known about Madman Bai's physical condition for a long time. After asking about the need to spend so much money on treatment, they must have been hiding on purpose. Now Madman Bai is sick and is about to die. He doesn't even dare to show his face.
"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
The aunts nodded in understanding, and were just about to get closer to see the condition of Madman Bai.
Zhou Wenzhong saw that everyone was already in the right mood, and he sang to the rhythm of the erhu with a tearful tone: "The long years ~ I would like to say that I was so confused back then.
It’s also true ~ it’s also joyful ~ it’s hard to choose.
Through joys and sorrows ~ I have had such persistence.
For what exactly?
The long road of life~~search up and down.
My heart longs for a sincere life, who can tell me~~ whether it is right or wrong..."
After singing the song "Longing", some people were crying, some were sighing, and some were reminiscing...
This scene really aroused everyone's sympathy. Zhang Xiufang was the only one outside the venue who looked askance at what just happened, as if he had seen through the trick.
When Zhang Xiufang thought she had seen through it all, Zhou Wenzhong slapped her hard, proving that her brain capacity was too small...
Zhou Wenzhong gently put down his erhu, stood up, walked to Madman Bai and squatted down.
He took out a vegetable dumpling from his pocket and placed it on Madman Bai's hand. He also squeezed Madman Bai's hands and shook them vigorously.
"Uncle Bai, don't be too sad. If you believe that there is true love in the world, you must be strong. I believe! One day, you will be able to find your long-lost son. Then let them pick you up.
Go home and ask them to honor you. I don’t have much money to help you. You must accept this vegetable dumpling. This is my daily ration. Give it to you. Be strong! Be strong!”
Madman Bai was very polite and refused repeatedly.
"No, no! I can't ask for your rations. How can you live if you give them to me? Take it back. Judging from your clothes, your family is not rich. Take it back. Thank you for your kindness, sir.
Just your words will make my heart warm."
"No, no, no, you must accept it."
"Take it back, take it back. You can't take it, you can't take it."
"Uncle Bai, please don't give in anymore. A small vegetable dumpling represents my feelings. I believe that we young and old men in the capital must not just watch, and there will definitely be someone who will give you a helping hand."
.”
"I really can't accept it..."
"No! You must accept it, otherwise you will look down on me."
Zhou Wenzhong put down these words categorically, stood up straight, and proudly said to everyone outside the court: "Although my family is poor, I am also a man from the capital!"
"Uncle Bai, you must be strong and cheer up. As long as you are alive, there is hope!"
Madman Bai was so excited that he started wiping away tears.