Something appeared that I was afraid of.
This thing is not justice that can make the sun shine, nor is it power that can cover the sky with one hand, but public opinion that can gather into a sea and drown everything.
Before today, I had never seen such a thing in this barbaric land, but today, this thing was burning behind the teacher.
That flame reminded me of the mob that rushed towards the residence of the Roman consul, reminded me of the wave that made Chen Sheng and Wu Guang ride the wind, the Yellow Turban that made Zhang Jiao burn the late Han Dynasty, and the people who dared to shout even in special times. sound.
It turns out that this is how the game is played. Even if you have three aces in your hand, you are still afraid of the smallest 235.
Even if this type of card appears, lives will inevitably be caused on the card table.
On the streets of Bangkang, I walked forward with my hands behind my back under the protection of green soldiers. At that time, I didn't care about the weather, let alone the unfilled bullet holes in the buildings. I was only thinking about public opinion.
This is something I have never played before. If ordinary people who usually look as stupid as pigs to me really put all their efforts into one place, I really can't bear it.
A common man turned around and left after seeing my formation on the street. He probably didn't even know my identity, but he was already timid. Turning around and leaving meant that he didn't want to cause any trouble.
Did you see it?
This is the people.
And when thousands of people gather like this, mountains and seas can be leveled.
Fortunately, the people here don't seem to have this awareness yet.
I walked forward and passed by a Northeastern restaurant that had just opened for business. I was attracted by the aroma of meat and walked in.
Ever since I became the eldest son, ever since my mother left Southeast Asia, I haven’t had the taste of my hometown for a long time.
But the moment I walked into the room and sat in a corner of the small restaurant with only seven or eight tables, I happened to see a familiar face.
"Boss, what do you want?"
When the restaurant owner came over with the menu, the corners of the plastic menu were already warped. When the owner looked at me with a smile on his apron, he asked politely: "Boss, what are you doing?" What do you want?"
When he reminded me for the second time, I calmed down and asked, "Brother, have you ever served Northeastern cuisine in Meng Neng before?"
"Why haven't you opened it before?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand: "Forget it, Meng Neng fights every day. During the year I was in Meng Neng, I had sex two or three times in the villa area opposite my hotel within a few months. The most serious one was , even the fucking armored vehicles were smashed, and the bullets were flying randomly along the skin of the head."
"When I thought about it, I couldn't stay here anymore, and no matter how much money I made, I couldn't live in it, so I brought my family to Bangkang. Although the rent here is more expensive and the food prices are too high, no one eats it. But you can always find peace of mind, right?"
"The result is good. I have just rented a storefront and established a good reputation. The Wa State and the Eastern Shan State are starting to fight. After these two families are finished, Meng Neng will have no end with the Eastern Shan State."
"Sometimes I wonder, why am I here when there is no war? They are not just here for me, right?"
puff!
I was amused by the unique humor of Northeastern people. The meaning of his words was equivalent to what Lao Zhao said in the TV series: "Why is it that the environment is not good wherever you go? You are the one who destroys the environment." Son?"
Not to mention how kind he is.
I looked into the boss's eyes and asked, "Brother, look at me, do you recognize me? I could never have taken care of your business before."
He pondered for a moment and finally shook his head: "There is really one person who can take care of my business."
"Originally, I was a manager in the park. When buying food for the park's kitchen, he would always come to my house and said he liked my sauerkraut."
"Later, when people became rich, they became the big brothers in society, and Meng Neng took care of the whole nightclub. From there, we will no longer be able to reach them."
"However, our sauerkraut is unique in the hearts of all the Northeastern people in Mengneng. It has white meat and is unparalleled... Boss, would you like some?"
I looked at him and nodded lightly: "Okay, let's have one."
"Bring me another piece of blood sausage from the boiled white meat pot. Once it's cooked, put it on a separate plate and serve it with garlic sauce."
After I said this, he gave me a thumbs up and said, "You know how to eat!"
After that, he went straight to the kitchen.
Only now did I understand that no matter how awesome a person is, in the eyes of ordinary people, they only show off their bragging seasonings after drinking too much. Otherwise, what does it have to do with others even if you can go to heaven and earth?
A businessman who pays taxes on time, supports his whole family by doing business, and earns hard-earned money by opening a restaurant, who cares about you? At worst, you'll give in when you're bullied. You can't raise your butcher knife at someone who gives in, right?
This is how ordinary people live. What they live for is not power and wealth. What they live for is the coquettishness of their wives, the laughter of their children, the health of my mother, and the freedom of occasionally playing cards with close friends.
He doesn't care if you change the royal flag at the top of the city. This is not the country anyway.
Thinking of this, I figured out that maybe the things I looked down upon on cowardly people were the advantages that allowed them to live a stable life;
When you are showing off your power or when you are on the verge of a life or death decision, what others need most is a smile from your loved one.
I don’t know when I started to feel that I was no longer ordinary, but at this moment, I actually envied the simplicity and comfort of these ordinary people.
However, I, a person who lives in mixed society and has been in jail, never thought that cowardice is actually a way of life, and it is also the most common way of life in the world.
When the food arrived, the boss generously brought over a glass: "Brother, do you want to drink?"
I smiled and nodded.
"I brewed it myself. In China, you either have to go through some formalities or you have to do it secretly. It's different here. You can make whatever you want to drink by yourself."
He pointed at the wine glass and continued: "Brewed from pure sorghum, you can hit your head when you put it in your mouth. Come on, have a taste, I'll treat you!"
Just this two-and-a-half-cup cup made the restaurant owner proudly pat his chest, as if I had to show him a favor. However, today I saw this person doing many behaviors that violated the communication principles in my heart. Not only was I not bored, but I also wanted to laugh, a kind smile.
I picked up the glass and took a sip.
The wine was not as good as he said, and the taste was a bit rough. There was a very special aroma in the throat, and the spiciness after swallowing was not tempered at all, giving it a wild air.
But this wine is very comfortable to drink.
The good thing is that as a small citizen in Bangkang, there are not as many regulations as in China; even though you are in a foreign country, you can make money based on your skills without going beyond the limits.
I understand, I understand everything.
People's hearts do not necessarily have to have high ideals, or they are forced into desperate situations. The real people's hearts are that as long as the rulers can leave them a mouthful of food, and preferably still eat comfortably, then even if someone brings real money and silver, they will Nor willing to rebel.
All they want is the simplest life, and their only luxury is to have a little more dignity. (End of chapter)
