The scholar was startled for a moment, then laughed loudly, "Oh, Xiao Tang, you are still so funny!"
I said seriously, "Is it funny? I don't think so. If I remember correctly, you helped me at least four or five times, right? We did it for no reason. What's your reason for helping me?"
"And you think I'm interested in you?"
"Don't talk about me, even that old man Wei Wei thinks something is wrong. Besides, you don't seem to be interested in women, right?"
At this point, the scholar's smile stopped suddenly, his expression gradually became calmer, and there seemed to be sadness in his eyes.
I didn't know why for a moment, so I thought to myself: "Hey, what's going on?" Why did he feel like he was about to cry while talking?
After just a moment, Xiucai returned to normal and said calmly, "Stop being so confused. This issue is very important. I want to know what you really think."
Damn, if you want to know, just know it! I don’t want to say it yet!
I nodded and said, "Very good. I will always remember your kindness to me. I will definitely repay you when I get the chance."
Perhaps feeling that I was perfunctory, the scholar stopped the topic, and the next words made me frown, and even made me murderous!
"Xiao Tang, do you know that there is no airtight wall in the world?"
It was these words that made my eyes suddenly harden, and my whole body felt cold.
I know the power of words all too well. As far as the Mad Wolf thing is concerned, if the scholar keeps making trouble in front of Hu Abiao or Shi Bangyan, I will definitely have nothing to gain!
This month’s performance has been completed. What if we need to double it next month?
Besides, he was not making trouble, because I did kill the crazy wolf!
What am I most afraid of?
Someone has been holding on to this matter!
Now, scholars have a trend in this regard.
"Brother Cai, why can't I understand what you are saying?"
"Then let me tell you something you can understand. What do you think of me as a person?"
Seeing that the scholar was very persistent about this question, I could only answer seriously, "Very good, so good that people doubt it, and I dare not trust you."
The scholar smiled and asked me, "Why do you say that?"
I said truthfully, "You are the person that Brother Biao trusts the most, and you are also his think tank and advisor. Everyone knows what kind of temper Brother Biao is. He is strong and decisive, and he does things neatly. But your style of doing things is totally different from his. Even, And isn’t that the weirdest thing about being a little bit kind?”
The scholar chuckled: "Then do you think I am a good person?"
I nodded, "On the surface it seems so."
The scholar also nodded, "Since I have such a good impression in your mind, I'm relieved."
As he said that, the scholar looked at me playfully, "You also know that A Biao is cruel, but he tolerates me everywhere. Don't you wonder why this is?"
"I'm indeed curious, but this is your private matter after all. Can't I ask directly?"
"You don't need to ask, I'll tell you the answer. Do you have time to listen to my story?"
"What a coincidence, I lack everything now except time."
The scholar lit a cigarette and began to tell.
He first talked about his childhood family, and then talked about his wife and how he came to northern Myanmar to open a restaurant in order to make more money.
As someone who often reads The Analects of Confucius, the narration is short and organized, and I enjoy listening to it.
At the beginning, the scholar's voice was very brisk, even with a little smile.
But with what he saw in northern Myanmar and the unexpected death of his wife, the scholar's voice began to become deeper and his emotions were fluctuated. Especially when he told about his wife's death, his eyes were filled with tears.
I also threw myself into it, feeling a little sad like the scholar in my heart.
The scholar wiped his tears, suddenly smiled, and said, "She is just a medicine jar. She wakes up twice every night in pain. It would be better if she died, so as not to suffer the pain."
I didn't know how to comfort him for a while, so I lit a cigarette silently.
Then, the scholar breathed a long sigh of relief and went on to talk about what happened after his exile with Hu Abiao.
By the time he finished speaking, cigarette butts were scattered all over the floor.
I finally understand why Hu Abiao has always respected scholars.
It turns out that the scholar is not only good at cooking, but also his savior. The most important thing is that the scholar's wife died because of Hu Abiao.
I finally know why the scholar doesn't approach women, because he loves his wife deeply.
I finally understood why Xiucai was so fond of me, because he had always hoped that Hu Abiao could use his influence to rescue more trapped people like me.
Hu Abiao's influence is growing, not to mention saving the people of the country, but also trying new methods to harm more people of the country.
It was also in me that the scholar saw the hope that he had almost forgotten, so he had such a good impression of me and helped me many times.
"After listening to my story, is there anything you want to say?"
I gave him a thumbs up, "My sister-in-law is very lucky and her dream is awesome!"
The scholar smiled half-heartedly and said, "Don't you think we are the same kind of people?"
I shook my head and denied it directly, "We are obviously not the same kind of people. You can stay safe for your sister-in-law for the rest of your life, but I can't. I sleep with Sister Feng, and it doesn't stop me from sleeping with other women. Those girls in the basement are all I’ve slept through it all, I’m just a bad person, incomparable to you!”
The scholar shook his head, "One code equals another. Your emotional state does not represent your personality. I can feel it. You are the kind of person I think you are."
I didn’t argue with him, just shrugged and said, “Okay, whatever you want.”
Xiucai continued, "Actually, I worked with Mad Wolf in this small park for a while, and I was very opposed to his behavior! But there was nothing I could do about it. Mad Wolf was the boss's man, let alone me. Even A Biao couldn't do anything to him. No."
"After hearing the news of his death, I was not only shocked, but also particularly surprised. A bastard like him should have gone to hell long ago!"
"Although I am very happy, I still want to say a few words, you are taking too many risks!!"
I looked normal and said, "Brother Cai, why do you think I'm the crazy wolf?"
"You and I know very well whether it is yes or no. I have told you before that I like to study micro-expressions. When Niu Zhong interrogated you and the pig leader yesterday, they both told me to check your expressions."
"My observation is that you have a big problem. Even if you are not involved, you must know something about the inside story. However, in the end I told him that everything is business as usual."
"A Biao also asked me similar questions afterwards, and I told him that everything was business as usual. I also told him that your loyalty is very high and you don't have to worry about the issue of 'supporting soldiers with self-respect'. This is also the case, and he will feel relieved. I will completely hand over the small park to you, otherwise, Qin Feng must be at the helm with you."
"Although you locked Lao Wan in a small dark room, I don't think I need to tell you what you will do to him? So I said that we are the same kind of people. Do you believe me this time?"
When the scholar said this, my palms almost became sweaty.
As the scholar said, he will be added to my list of thanks!
During the interrogation yesterday, if he shook his head, I would probably be walking around without food!
But, why should he help me?
Just because I'm a little bit human?
Even though what he said was so clear and concise, I still couldn't 'just give up'!
"Brother Cai, you are really disrespecting your talent by not taking pictures!! What you said is true. I guess you made up the story just now, right?"
"well!!"
The scholar sighed, "It's easy to know people, but it's hard to believe them! Well, I've said everything that needs to be said. It's up to you to believe it or not."
"I will go back soon. Before I leave, I will give you two sentences. The first sentence is, if you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools."
“Second sentence, Virtue is never alone, it must have neighbors!”
After the scholar left, I frowned.
Virtue is never alone, it must have neighbors.
What the fuck do you mean?
