When the giant machine drove over, it was like a mountain moving slowly, from far to near.
At first it looked very far away, crowded together with the sun on the horizon, a bit hazy, and the outline could not be clearly seen.
But by noon, its size and pressure made people feel breathless.
Zhang Yi prepaid next month's rest time in advance just to help Lilin and the others move before the cleanup started.
A new residence has been found. It's not underground, but it's not big either. It's barely big enough for the neighbors on the street to live in... But people like Granny Yan who have their own underground workshops can't move the factory there too.
, so when she heard that Zhang Yi had found a place for them to live, she directly told Zhang Yi that she would not go there.
Zhang Yi did not force it, but there was another person who also rejected Zhang Yi, which surprised Zhang Yi.
This person is Comrade Fugui who chatted with Zhang Yi all afternoon a few days ago.
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"Come on, come on, brother Yi, sit down. We haven't had a drink together for a long time, right?" Comrade Fugui was very enthusiastic, but his home was as shabby as ever, but it was much cleaner than before and looked less messy.
Zhang Yi originally didn't want to waste time with him.
But for some reason, Zhang Yi no longer hates him so much since the man in front of him stopped drinking, quit gambling, and changed his name to a strange one. He even found this man very interesting.
So even though time was precious, Zhang Yi followed Comrade Fugui to his home in the center of the street.
Zhang Yi sat down, Fugui poured him wine, and then said with a smile: "Brother Yi has been very busy recently. He hasn't been back for a month, right?"
Zhang Yi didn't say anything, just nodded, then picked up the wine and looked at it, wondering: "This is Xiaoyuan Dao, it's very expensive!"
Fugui smiled: "Yes, a bottle costs more than 300 ceins! It's just for entertaining Brother Yi, this kind of wine is still a bit cheaper."
Zhang Yi heard something in his words and asked: "To be courteous for nothing is to be either an adulterer or a thief...tell me...have you started gambling again recently?"
But Fugui hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, no, I haven't been there since my hand was cut off that time! Brother Yi treats me well, how can I be so careless?"
Zhang Yi looked at his mechanical prosthetic hand and remembered the first time he met Wang Fugui.
At that time, this wealthy comrade had not yet changed his name. When he was still called Wang Chengyu, he was a famous mess in this area.
Not only is he addicted to alcohol, but he also likes gambling. In addition, he has no serious job and unstable income, so he basically has no friends... But Wang Chengyu has one thing, and that is stealing things!
Moreover, he is not an ordinary petty thief, but a serious and well-established veteran in this "trade".
But even experienced players make mistakes sometimes.
What's more, Wang Chengyu likes to drink.
About a year ago, Wang Chengyu was unhappy after losing all his belongings, so he drank alone in the alley and became very drunk. When he woke up, he found someone drunk in the alley, and this person had just arrived.
Zhang Yi of Percival.
At that time, Wang Chengyu saw Zhang Yi drunk and unconscious and planned to help him, but when he helped him aside, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the "baby" in Zhang Yi's arms, so Wang Chengyu, who was interested in making money, came to take advantage of Zhang Yi's danger.
Take advantage of the sheep.
However, Wang Chengyu never expected that
Yes, it was this thing that caused his hands to be chopped off.
Only when he came back to his senses did he realize that the thing he had stolen from was much more dangerous than a petty theft like him... Wang Chengyu, who was lucky enough to save his life, thought that the matter would end here.
Unexpectedly, the "lost owner" Zhang Yi found him again and asked for the "treasure" stolen by Wang Chengyu.
Wang Chengyu had just had his hand chopped off, and there was no treasure left on him. Now he was really confused and suffered a huge loss.
But Wang Chengyu got to know Zhang Yi from that day on, and for some special reasons, he always followed him. It was not until the end of their agreement half a year ago that Wang Chengyu regained his freedom and changed himself to a strange name. "
"Wang Fugui".
Maybe in the eyes of others, Wang Chengyu's name change is just a very common and trivial matter, and there is no need to pay attention to it at all.
But Zhang Yi always remembers the day when Wang Chengyu told people he would call me "Wang Fugui" from now on. The person in front of him completely changed.
Not only did he quit drinking and gambling, he also learned to hide himself.
Although life is poorer than before, the house is cleaner and neater... It feels like Wang Chengyu has "re-created a new life" when he changed his name.
At first, Zhang Yi didn't care much, but gradually, he found this "Wang Fugui" more and more interesting.
For example, one time when Zhang Yi and Wang Fugui were out shopping, they encountered a group of free people spitting at a dirty old man who was throwing garbage. Wang Fugui suddenly asked Zhang Yi: "Brother Yi, what do you think is public opinion?"
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Zhang Yi was asked very inexplicably at that time, so he replied casually: "What everyone wants to do is based on public opinion."
Wang Fugui nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, but to be more precise, it should be like the scene in front of me... A dog in water will be beaten by everyone... No one will care whether this poor person who was bullied is...
What is really hateful is that most people should be just passers-by, but they all stopped and did the same thing. This is public opinion."
When Zhang Yi heard this strange metaphor, he was both surprised and somewhat disapproving of it.
He said: "Are you saying that so many people are bullying an old man now not because he has committed public outrage, but just because some people were bullying him at first, and then more and more people gathered together?"
Wang Fugui raised his eyebrows: "Don't believe it?"
Zhang Yi: “I don’t believe it.”
"Then let's go and ask?"
"good."
So the two of them stepped forward to stop an excited young man, and Zhang Yi asked him: "Hey, my friend, what did this guy do? Why are you bullying others together?"
The young man stopped smiling, looked Zhang Yi up and down, and then coldly snorted: "None of your business!"
Zhang Yi was startled, and his expression suddenly turned cold.
Wang Fugui suppressed his laughter, and then spoke before Zhang Yi could get angry: "Brother, don't speak so rudely, we are just curious, and there are many of you bullying an old man. If the arbiters see this, why don't you
You know what they will think of us."
After hearing this, the young man's expression changed. He raised his hand and put it down, then frowned and said, "I don't know, don't ask me." After that, he hurried away.
By this time the situation was self-evident.
Zhang Yi glanced at Wang Fugui, then took out his thinking pistol and fired a shot, and shouted: "Hey! What are you doing! It's fun to bully people like dogs.
?"
His voice was loud, and the crowd looked sideways. After one of them recognized Zhang Yi, he immediately called his men to disperse.
After a while, the crowd that had just gathered together to form a "righteous and indignant" crowd disappeared.
As for the besieged old man, after Wang Fugui helped him up, he just said a faint thank you and left.
Looking at his back, Zhang Yi felt an indescribable feeling in his heart... He didn't know how to describe it, he just felt that this "Wang Fugui"...
Interesting……
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"Then what's wrong with you? You suddenly bought such a good wine?" Zhang Yi asked.
Wang Fugui smiled and said nothing, but kept raising glasses and pouring wine.
After drinking for a while, Wang Fugui asked Zhang Yi: "Brother Yi, have you really thought about the future of us people?"
Zhang Yiyi frowned: "What is this word?"
Wang Fugui waved his hand: "Brother Yi, I am not complaining, nor do I mean to accuse Brother Yi... In fact, everyone knows that, Brother Yi, you hope that everyone can be well and develop in a good direction, but you have also seen it
…Some things will definitely have results if you don’t work hard.”
Wang Fugui meant something, and Zhang Yi knew exactly what he was talking about.
but……
"Then according to your opinion, everyone should stay in this sewer forever? They can only be parasites... rats... in this dark place... huh?" Zhang Yi asked Wang Fugui.
Wang Fugui smiled: "Brother Yi, even if you don't talk about the matter, there is still a logical problem from the beginning."
"The logic doesn't make sense?"
"Yes, the logic doesn't make sense." Wang Fugui sighed and said, "Take Xiao Ou as an example. Maybe Brother Yi, your expectations are right. For such a clean child, as long as he works hard enough, he will be able to leave this sewer sooner or later.
But what is the reality? Although Xiao Ou works hard enough, he only lacks the most necessary spirituality! And these... cannot be achieved by hard work."
Zhang Yi sneered when he heard this, but when he was about to speak, Wang Fugui stopped him and continued: "Brother Yi, listen to me. I am not saying that there are inherent differences between people, but that people must recognize themselves.
Find a position that suits you, a direction that suits you. Just like me, before my hands were cut off, I was a drunk and gambler, but when it comes to stealing, I absolutely dare to say that there is no such thing as what I want in this world.
I want to steal something but can’t steal it! This is what I am good at!”
Zhang Yi rolled his eyes at Wang Fugui and said, "What do you mean, you're quite proud?"
Wang Fugui smiled: "Brother Yi, don't laugh, I'm really proud of you! Of course... in the eyes of many people, as long as 'stealing' is mentioned, they don't think it is very decent, but... Brother Yi
, Although everyone calls for beating thieves in this world, the 'big thieves' are basically the most prominent people in the world."
"Big thief?" Zhang Yi savored Wang Fugui's words carefully and then understood, but he still didn't agree with Wang Fugui's point of view.
He said: "Your metaphor is a bit too far-fetched! Although the hands of those big shots are indeed not too clean, but when you compare thieves and 'big robbers' together, don't you just want to put gold on your face?"
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Wang Fugui was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded.
"What Brother Yi said is that stealing is stealing. There is nothing to argue with. But what I want to say is that if there is a suitable opportunity, people like me can also 'steal' with dignity, right?"