In the crowd, Wang Weidong and Lou Xiao'e watched these beasts being paraded through the streets, feeling that something was missing.
He touched the stubble on his chin, thought for a long time, and finally remembered.
According to what was shown on TV, whenever people parade in the streets, there will be people throwing rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves beside them.
Now everyone is just talking and clapping, and the atmosphere is missing after all.
This is not okay.
So he called over the thin monkey who was watching the fun and whispered a few words in the thin monkey's ear.
After hearing this, the thin monkey's eyes suddenly widened.
This is too bad!
However, he always obeyed Wang Weidong's advice, and he also disliked these people who repeatedly caused trouble to Wang Weidong.
He nodded immediately and ran out quickly.
Not long after, the figure of the thin monkey appeared under the big locust tree at the end of the street.
In addition to him, there are Yu Changsheng and the two children of Niu Zhijun's family.
I don’t know who started it, and shouted: “Smash these stinky and shameless people to death!”
Then a bucket of dirty water was poured over.
Good guy, this is too much for the meal. Those who were eating with bowls hurriedly finished the meal and kicked the bowls down into their arms.
The police comrade in charge of escorting him saw that something was wrong and immediately hid aside.
The beasts also fled one after another.
However, because Jia Zhang was tied up with a rope and her movements were slow, she was doused with water on the spot.
The cotton-padded jacket was soaked, and the sour smell of sewage flowed down her hair and onto her face. She was so sick that she bent over and vomited.
However, the parade continued and could not be stopped. Under the urging of the police comrades, she simply tidied up and could only move forward again.
After taking two steps, a noodle slipped from his gray hair.
It fell to the corner of his mouth.
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When the onlookers saw someone taking action, they naturally wanted to join in the fun.
And some people took the initiative to send ammunition, so what are you waiting for?
Some messy and filthy things were immediately thrown at Silhu and Qin Huairu.
Now it was inevitable.
The people parading in the street were soon transformed into human beings, and the stench on their bodies was such that not even a blade of grass could grow within three feet.
Qin Huairu's small face, which was originally as smooth as mutton-fat white jade, suddenly seemed to be dyed unevenly with black paint, with patches of white and patches of black.
He quickly covered his head.
There was a piece of rotten vegetable leaf on the head of the silly pillar, hiding in hiding. He was no longer as stubborn as before.
Fortunately, the enthusiastic people were also measured and did not throw stones or bricks.
These people looked miserable, but in fact they were not injured.
When the parade reached the end of the street, some unscrupulous boy took out a rice cake wrapped in lotus leaves.
It hit Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang.
Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang were already trembling in fear and had no time to dodge, and were directly hit by Mi Tian.
There was a brown sticky substance everywhere on his hair, face, mouth, and clothes, and his whole body reeked of stench.
It's disgusting just to look at it.
The police comrades nearby watched all this with cold eyes.
There was a lot of public sentiment, and over the years, it was the people in the rolling mill yard who had caused them the most trouble.
What's more, this is the purpose of parading in public.
But when a green man in a military coat picked up half a brick from the ground, the police comrades could no longer sit idly by.
"Hey, kid, put it down quickly!"
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Qingpi put down the bricks nonchalantly and squeezed out of the crowd. Seeing that no one was paying attention, Qingpi turned around and walked into a narrow alley.
"Brother, it's so busy outside, why are we hiding here?"
"Xiao Dang, don't make any noise, I'm waiting for someone."
In the dark corner, Banggian led Xiaodang and Xiaohuaihua. When he saw Qingpi's figure, his eyes lit up.
He wiped his nose with his sleeve and said with joy on his face: "Brother Mace, did you succeed?"
"Well, I succeeded. That young woman was beaten to a bloody head by me." Qingpi said and stretched out his hand: "Give me the money."
"Thank you, brother." Banggeng turned to look at little Sophora japonica and smiled with squinted eyes: "Sophora japonica, where was the fifty cents that mom gave you yesterday?"
"Why should you give him money? Besides, it's what Mom asked us to buy candies for. If you don't give it to me..." Xiao Huaihua was about to refuse, but when she saw Banggian's face darkening, she reluctantly rubbed her face. A ball of fifty-cent notes was taken out of the pocket of the ragged cotton-padded jacket.
She stretched out her little hand twice, then retracted it again.
This is the largest amount of money she has ever seen since she was born, and she is not willing to let anyone take it away.
"What's so delicious about candy? I'll take you to see a good show later. Broken shoes are paraded through the streets, have you seen it?" Bang Gang said, grabbing the cents from Little Sophora Flower's hand, dragging his crippled right leg and bowing. He bent over and handed it to the hammer.
He said respectfully: "Brother Mace Hammer, I really trouble you this time."
Mace ignored him, grabbed the banknotes, stuffed them into his pocket, turned around, pulled his collar to cover his face, and left quickly.
"Let's go and stop playing. I'll take you to watch the fun!" Banggeng kicked Xiaodang, who was squatting on the ground playing in the mud, and took Xiaohuaihua's hand out of the alley.
Seeing people crowding both sides of the street, Xiao Dang and Xiao Huaihua were both happy.
"Brother, it's so lively!"
"Of course, wait a minute. Brother will take you to see the broken shoes. She seems to have been hit with a brick!"
Banggeng took his two younger sisters and squeezed through the crowd, and soon arrived in the street.
at this time.
After just a few hundred meters, Qin Huairu seemed to have exhausted all her energy and was in a daze.
She had turned a deaf ear to the roars of the onlookers. There was only the gray concrete floor in front of her and endless hatred in her heart.
She hated Jia Xudong, who was disabled at a young age and made her lonely and sleepless night after night.
She hated Jia Zhang. She only took drugs every day and hid the money left by her husband and Jia Xudong's disability compensation, otherwise she wouldn't have to exchange steamed buns.
She hates Silly Zhu, Jia Xudong is already a useless person, why can't he be tougher.
She hates Yi Zhonghai. If it weren't for him, there wouldn't be all this tragedy.
She hated Wang Weidong, why did this man with thick eyebrows and big eyes look down on her? Not only did he not accept her kindness and help the Jia family, he also completely destroyed the character she had worked hard to build over the years.
Qin Huairu's only thoughts were her three children.
When she saw Bangjie, Xiaodang and Xiaohuahua from the crowd, her face suddenly became as cold as iron.
Why are they here?
in the crowd.
The little Sophora japonica cheered and chirped, "Brother, the parade is really lively. Hey, isn't that the second uncle in our compound? He also broke his shoes?"
"Ah, are those two people Xu Damao's parents? They were quarreling with Aunt Ma in the yard two days ago."
"Ah, grandma... did she... also... break her shoes?"
"Oh my God, brother, brother, look, that's mom, our mom is in there too."
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When Banggeng saw Qin Huairu, his eyes fell on her head, and he was shocked, with disbelief written on his little face.
Muttering to himself: This is impossible, absolutely impossible!
Qin Huairu saw Banggeng's lost expression.
Qin Huairu felt as if a sharp awl had been stabbed into her heart, and then the awl violently stirred up her intestines.
What a great joke...
The noisy sounds gradually disappeared, and the surrounding scenery gradually became hazy.
Finally, even the light in the air became distorted.
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