As the saying goes, the enemy's road is narrow, the horse is thin and the hair is long, and the man with the file still looks down on the ugly girl. At 8:30 in the evening, I squatted in the smoking area of the train and felt that I was about to collapse. His uncle.
I took out a puff of cigarette, stood up, and put out the cigarette butt on the ashtray in the smoking area. I looked out the window and it was pitch black, not even a hair could be seen.
It is a legal holiday. Compared with the past, the passenger flow on the train is not very large, but there are still no empty seats in the carriages.
In fact, I quite like taking the train, because I can meet many strange people. Sometimes I imagine that they are on their way home, or just starting their own journey, just like life. I smiled bitterly, but I didn’t expect that
Sometimes he can be quite philosophical, even though he looks nothing like me.
It was pitch dark, and I couldn't see out of the car window. I could only see my own reflection on the car window. The young boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes before was no longer green anymore. On the contrary, there was a trace of dust and philistine between his eyebrows.
, there is still a trace of helplessness. After so many years, I don’t know why, sometimes I feel sad suddenly when I am alone. Maybe everyone is like this.
When I was young, I heard that society is a big melting pot, where thousands of types of steel are smelted to contribute to the country. But when I grew up, I realized that scrap metal like me was either smelted into slag or turned into slag.
Forged into a broken saw and a dull knife,
When I first entered the society, I felt that society was not a melting pot, but a turbulent river. Women were like the water of the river, beating the waves, and men were the stones in the river. Gradually, the edges and corners were smoothed by this society, making us smooth.
stand up.
Now, after working hard in society for several years, I have discovered that society cannot actually be said to be a big river of shit. On the contrary, I think society is a person, a rapist, and we have all been fucked by society.
But now is not the time to think about these things. What am I thinking about? I smiled bitterly. When did I become such an angry young man?
What gives me a headache now is not being raped by society, but what happened to the two old guys, Uncle Wen and Uncle Lin. Thinking about it just now, I couldn’t laugh or cry. When the two old guys found out that they were sitting face to face, their expressions were all...
It was as ugly as eating a fly without wings, so their first reaction was to change seats. Who knew that no one in the carriage was willing to change seats with us? These two old guys had no choice but to hate each other.
Sit on the chair and say nothing.
Lao Yi and I could only sit like two quails, not daring to say a word or looking at each other, because we both clearly felt that the smell of fire around us was too strong, for fear that we would be
I accidentally used it as a fuse for a cannon.
Fortunately, nothing happened in the first half hour of the train. The two old guys just stared at each other, motionless, like two naked thinkers. After half an hour of stalemate, Lao Yi and I
Gradually, he felt relieved. My uncle, it seems that these two old bastards still have some sense of shame. They should also know that it is very shameful to quarrel in a public place.
So Lao Yi and I gradually felt relieved. At this time, Uncle Wen said that he wanted to eat melon seeds, so I took out a bag of melon seeds from my bag and threw them on the table with a plastic bag.
, and asked him to throw melon seed peels in. Seeing that Uncle Wen spoke to me in a very calm tone, I felt relieved. It seemed that Uncle Wen was really successful this time, so I also took out a bottle of Coke.
I had been silent for so long and finally felt relieved. But when I took a sip, something happened that shocked me.
I saw Uncle Wen very leisurely grabbing a handful of melon seeds, then cracking them open with his teeth, and then spitting the melon seed peels very elegantly into Uncle Lin's face, as if he was treating Uncle Lin as a human garbage can.
Are you looking for trouble?! I was so frightened that I didn’t swallow a sip of Coke and sprayed it directly on the face of Lao Yi who was sitting opposite me. Lao Yi’s eyes seemed to be fascinated, and I saw him screaming ouch.
You must know that the atmosphere was already tense, and Uncle Lin was not a man of faith. He had been holding back his anger because of the taxi incident, but now it was better. The two old guys immediately stood up and started to play freely.
Fighting, Lao Yi and I quickly stepped forward to start a fight. Why do these two bad old men act like children?
When the passengers around us saw someone fighting, no one came up to help break up the fight. Instead, they all regarded the four of us as monkeys. Some of them even had some good intentions and came all the way to watch the fun. Damn it.
That's human nature.
These two old bastards couldn't pull them apart no matter how hard they fought. They kept beating each other, yelling curse words at you and me. As expected, the police were summoned and the four of us were taken to the car together.
The chief’s office gave me a good ideological education. Lao Yi and I felt that we were wronged, and it had nothing to do with us.
Fortunately, there is justice in this world. Since nothing happened to me and Lao Yi, we came out first. Lao Yi had a Pepsi-Cola look on his face. Although he had dried it, it was still very sticky, so he ran to the smoking area.
I went to the bathroom to wash my face, and I squatted in the smoking area and smoked a hot cigarette.
After a while, Lao Yi came out. He walked up to me and asked me for a cigarette to light. He seemed to be angry and asked me: "Why do you think all the sleeper berths are sold out? It's not the New Year."
It’s really sad to be unfaithful, and with these two living dads, how are you going to survive the night?”
I smiled bitterly and did not answer him. Indeed, if I had a choice now, I would rather fight with an evil ghost than be trapped between two old bastards.
After a while, the two old guys came out in disgrace. It looked like they had been trained a lot. They are so old and they are still so aggressive. It is true.
I saw them walking back without saying a word. Lao Yi and I hurriedly followed behind. When we returned to our seats, the atmosphere became awkward again.
After a while, Uncle Wen said to me: "Bring me some paper, my stomach hurts."
I took a pack of tissues and handed it to him. He got up and walked to the bathroom. He turned back before taking two steps. He leaned in my ear and whispered to me: "What if this old x...
Whatever I told you, remember to tell me when you get back."
I smiled bitterly and nodded to Uncle Wen. He seemed to be very anxious, so he ran all the way to the bathroom. I thought to myself, if I tell you, am I not looking for trouble?
Sure enough, when Uncle Wen came out to pay tribute, the old guy Uncle Lin really took action. He smiled and then said to me: "I saw you last time in the hospital. Your name is Cui Zuofei, right?"
I nodded, and Uncle Lin said to me again: "Do you know Yi Xinxing?"
I glanced at Lao Yi, dare I say that I know him? In that case, he would not be able to eat anything good, so I shook my head and said, "Not familiar."
Who would have thought that Uncle Lin would actually say with a smile on his face: "Oh, it doesn't matter, we know each other as long as we know each other. Don't think that your master and I are the same person. In fact, I am very open-minded. You are both young people. Since you are not familiar with each other, then now
Just get familiar with it.”
I didn’t know what kind of medicine this old guy was selling in his gourd, but I couldn’t take advantage of him. After all, he was so old, so I had no choice but to extend my hand to Lao Yi and said to him: “My name is Cui Zuofei.
,Hello."
Lao Yi's dementia seemed to have relapsed, and he also knew that talking too much would lead to mistakes, so he didn't dare to look at me for fear of exposing some flaws, so he lowered his head and shook my hand like a little wife, and said,
Li said: "Nice to meet you, nice to meet you."
After Uncle Lin saw us shaking hands, he smiled evilly at me. He smiled so ugly, like someone who sees fat. It made my skin crawl all over. I saw him smiling at me.
Said: "Xiao Cui, do you want to hear about your master's glorious history?"
I understand, uncle, this Uncle Lin wants to take advantage of Uncle Wen's absence to poison Uncle Wen behind his back, harm Uncle Wen in front of me and Lao Yi, and make me, a young apprentice, feel embarrassed for my master.
I laughed, what does the matter of the old magic stick have to do with me? You must know that I am an authentic disciple of the Bai sect. When I see you blue Taoist sticks, it’s like watching a joke. I am thinking about Uncle Lin’s wishful thinking.
I guess I made a typo, but I have nothing to do now anyway, so I’ll just listen to it as a cross talk.
So I nodded, and Uncle Lin saw that we both seemed to want to hear it, so he opened his mouth and said to me: "Where do you start? You know that old liar has made a lot of jokes before, by the way, since this
The first time I went there was to move the ancestral tomb for the Zhen family, so let me tell you a joke about moving the ancestral tomb when he was in his thirties."
So Uncle Lin told me an embarrassing incident that was said to have happened to Uncle Wen before. Uncle Lin said that Uncle Wen had been in this business very early. Because he was born with a good mouth, he was very good at eating.
In the past, famous gentlemen usually had a resounding nickname in addition to their Taoist nickname. Uncle Wen's nickname was "Wen Mingming". It said that no matter weddings, funerals or anything else, if you find him, you can do it.
Obviously. At that time, he was not in Harbin, but in Jilin. A rich man asked Uncle Wen to help move the ancestral tomb. He said that it was done and he gave him 8,000 yuan.
You have to know that eight thousand yuan is really a lot of money. Almost twenty years ago, there were only a few households with ten thousand yuan in second- and third-tier cities. So Uncle Wen readily agreed, but what he didn’t expect was that the big city
Qian's family used to be very poor, and his grandfather was buried next to a mass grave. Now he remembers that he is rich and can no longer let his grandfather suffer.
So I found Uncle Wen. After hearing what the rich man said, Uncle Wen was secretly happy, thinking that this was really free money. You have to know that to move the grave, you only need to move it to a similar place. After all, this reality
Where do so many Feng Shui treasures come from in the world?
So he chose a good and auspicious day, asked his rich man to prepare the necessary items, found more than ten young men, and drove two trucks to the wasteland.
As soon as he arrived at the place, Uncle Wen was dumbfounded. This was really a mass grave. They were all small dirtbags. Even the rich man couldn't remember which grave his grandfather slept in. Uncle Wen was stunned.
He finally understood that this money was not so easy to earn, but fortunately, the dead could not speak. All the dead buried in this field should have only a set of bones. You could fool them by just picking one.
So Uncle Wen pretended to be a fairy again and asked for the old man's birthday and horoscope. After pondering for a while, he pretended to grab a handful of dirt from the ground and smelled it, and then turned to the rich man.
He nodded to more than ten people, looking confident.
Uncle Wen said: "I have just asked the dead underground about the old man's ghost house. Come with me."
The rich man had heard of the nickname "Wen Mingming" a long time ago. He didn't expect it to be so evil when he saw it today. He actually knew it just by smelling it. But what he didn't expect was that Uncle Wen was actually just an actor.
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So more than ten people, led by Uncle Wen, came to a small grave. Uncle Wen said to the people behind him: "This is the place where the old man's grave is. After I finish the ritual, everyone will break ground."
Bar."
So Uncle Wen spent half an hour busy making a show. When he was done, he asked everyone to start digging. When everyone heard what Uncle Wen said, they rounded up their shovels and hoes and started digging. As expected, after a while, there was a mouth full of black holes.
The coffin showed its head.
Uncle Wen thought to himself that this was God's blessing. If there was nothing down here, it would be broken. Fortunately, there is a coffin, because it would be easier to say that there is a coffin.
But what Uncle Wen didn't expect was that what happened next was beyond his wildest dreams.