Northeast Night Talk

Chapter 218 Departure to Beijing

The day to go to BJ is getting closer, and Xu Hui finally told us that we will leave on the 1st of next month. It is already March in Yangchun, and it is warm and cold. I think the weather in BJ is much better than that in Northeast China.

"What? Are you going to BJ's Forbidden City? I'm going too, I'm going too!"

When Gohan heard that we were going to BJ's Forbidden City, he thought we were going on a trip, and kept yelling that he would also go with him.

As a boss, especially as a boss, you must treat your employees generously.

In fact, I am very kind to this fat man. Except for not paying wages, I take care of everything else. This fat man did not disappoint me. I just sit on the ground and collect money, even though he usually eats. It’s a lot, but I’m not so stingy, but I’m not so stingy, I’ll give him two chicken legs for a meal!

Sir, it seems that there are too many people in this world who have more potential than me, and I was really blinded before.

"Haven't you been to BJ everywhere? What are you doing?" I looked at him curiously, and I expected this guy to show us the store!
He Yinyang also nodded again and again, that is, didn't this guy claim to have traveled more roads than we ate, so he went to join in the fun with us.

The fat man had a yearning expression on his face, and said confidently: "I've been to BJ everywhere! I just haven't been to the Forbidden City!"

Fake monks are unreliable in their words. They even went to the Ming Tombs, but they have never been to the Forbidden City. Who would believe it?Rhubarb believed it, barking at the side, but He Yinyang and I didn't believe it.

"I'll add a pig's trotter to every meal, don't go, show me the store!" Under my coercion and lure, the fat man finally gave up the idea of ​​"traveling" with us.

In fact, I am not completely relieved to let the fat man stay to look at the store, because this guy really has no reason to be reassuring. When I was gone, he followed my ticket and went to the small restaurant opposite with Dahuang to eat braised pork !
Da Huang and Fatty are the same sable fur, the two of them fell in love at first sight, they fell in love within a few days after meeting, they were so similar, He Yinyang and I were very speechless.I'm really afraid that these two guys will take over my shop in Huangpu during the time we go to BJ!
In order to prevent the fat man from stealing from himself, I sprinkled two soybeans every day to turn into a big wolf dog to scare him. I threatened him that if he dared to plot evil after we left, he would just wait to be bitten by a dog. In the end, Rhubarb, an unspirited thing, was slapped twice. It smashed my big wolfhound into pieces.

Even so, the fat man was terribly frightened, and he was about to leave home with his alms bowl. He Yinyang and I quickly stopped him. After all, this guy has a good personality. Apart from being able to eat, he has nothing to do when he is idle. He likes to brag, saying that he is a descendant of the Buddha or something, and everything else is good. More importantly, he is a silver talent and can help us make money.

There are still two days until the date we agreed with Xu Hui, but our hearts are becoming more and more impetuous. This time we went to Dou Se Tian Wang, it is definitely a narrow escape, and we will be put in the Forbidden City if it is not good.

"Calculating the past, I have no regrets, but I feel a little sorry for Susu, I haven't married her yet." He Yinyang murmured to the starry sky, with an affectionate look, and his back was a bit vicissitudes The feeling of a man made us all sick again and again.

I smiled and said, "Maybe this is a good thing! At least there is another virgin in this world!"

"Um, Brother Dong, actually...she and I have long been..." He Yinyang said coyly, twisting her fingers.

My eyes widened immediately, "No way, you! How come I don't know what happened to her when?"

I thought to myself, didn't this kid stay with me every day when he was in Hong Kong?how come…

He Yinyang showed embarrassment on his face, and said unnaturally: "On the days when you were unconscious..."

I suddenly realized, Mai Mai Sasa, your uncle, Brother Dong was still unconscious at the time, you are in the mood to pick up girls.No wonder Bai Susu, a girl, yelled at the airport to let him come back to marry her regardless of her image.

I can't help but cast my eyes on the five bodies he admires, I can't accept it!This kid must have been suffocated by his previous illness, and after he recovered, he was out of control!

Poor brother Dong... until now it's still one... oh...

"Brother Dong, going to the Forbidden City this time is bad luck, how about we go to a nightclub tonight?" He Yinyang gave me a very sympathetic look.

I'm so angry in my heart, you are so angry!I forgot how Brother Dong comforted you when you were sick... But, hearing him say that, I was really moved.

The world is impermanent, if I die tomorrow as a child, then this life will be in vain?Going to Fengdu City is also ridiculous, Brother Dong really can't afford to be hurt!
OK!Just go, don't the elders just go shopping in a kiln, afraid of a ball!
The rules and regulations of this world and the bottom line of morality constrain us all the time, so that we have too many things we want to do but dare not do. People are extremely depressed under pressure, otherwise there will not be so many people who like to read fantasy novels. Seek pleasure.

This is like murdering people in the street in fantasy novels. That kind of passion and impulsiveness does not exist in reality, and can only be suppressed in people's hearts. Therefore, people who read novels feel the same way, unknowingly treating themselves as books. The protagonist, who shares weal and woe, experiences the pleasure of killing people in the street, and is able to release his depression.

A strong impulse bewitched me, and it became more and more intense in my heart. At this moment, I felt as if I was possessed, and I wished I could find a woman under my body immediately... This is the desire of a normal man, without the slightest emotion at all , it’s not that I’m hungry, it’s just that when I think I’m still a pussy, I’m fucking aggrieved. It’s this kind of thinking and impulse that drives me, and makes me abandon many restrictions on myself before, and even forget about it. past pain...

Let me ask, why does a person who can't even predict life and death tomorrow have to put shackles on himself and suppress his inner impulse?
When He Yinyang drove the BMW in front of me, I opened the door and got in the car without hesitation, and Fatty and Da Huang suddenly chased me out.

"I'm going too! I'm going too!" Fatty Mouse shouted with bright eyes.

He Yinyang and I recited "Amitabha" with our hands together, and then solemnly said to him, "You can't go."

"Why can't I go?"

"Because you are a monk"

"But I'm a fake monk..."

Uncle!Damn finally admits that he is a fake monk!
He Yinyang and I looked at each other, unable to stand up to his entanglement, so we had to put a hat on him casually, and then we faced each other in the feasting and feasting into three people, uh, and a dog.

I hope Fatty's master, who is expecting him to save the common people, will not vomit blood when he finds out. He feels that his apprentice came to the Northeast not to save the common people, but to save the lost women!And we can only silently say "sin, sin" in our hearts!Then continue to indulge in luxury and money.

It was a long night, but Brother Dong still didn't break through the last shackles. In the end, I was still a cowardly person. The passionate impulse did not intensify under the influence of alcohol, but gradually sobered up.

Finally, I asked myself, man, why should there be shackles and a moral bottom line?After thinking about it, I finally knew the answer.

If you think the world is still beautiful, if you still love it and have a sense of awe, if you have someone you love deeply in your heart, if there is at least something you care about in this world, you will abide by it and keep it!

And I, although I am not an upright gentleman, I am not a person who lives with me. Although there are many ugliness in this world, like an opera, there are still things I care about.
In the haze, two figures flashed in front of my eyes, Xiao Yaoer and Zhou Ying, they are all women who once brought me warmth, especially the latter, Luohua has intentions, but in fact, flowing water also has feelings
Under the starry sky, the air was cold, He Yinyang handed a bottle of cold beer to my hand, patted my shoulder heavily, with a look of relief on his face, "Brother Dong, you are right!"

In the distance came the bark of Rhubarb's dog, and the scream of Fatty, "Brother Dog! Don't snatch it, the poor monk has only one chicken paw left!"

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On April 4st, we left for BJ, Qingming Festival was approaching, the air was cold and there was a trace of moisture in the cool wind.

There are no longer a small number of people returning home to worship their ancestors, and vehicles whizzed by on the highway.

Xu Hui learned a lesson from Brother Dong's blood last time, so he drove carefully this time and tried to win steadily.Brother Dong is very glad to exchange his own blood for the conscience of this street killer, but thinking about the car accident last time, I'm so fucking aggrieved. In the end, the truck driver only paid a fine of several thousand yuan and let him go , it seems that the new law of 'squatting for half a year while drinking and driving' has not been unified throughout the country!
At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, we finally arrived at BJ.

When I first came to BJ to board the plane, I just took a quick glance. This time I found that the capital of my motherland is quite prosperous. Compared with Kowloon, it is no longer far away, and the streets and alleys are full of charm, and you can still feel the old A trace of BJ's breath, that heavy cultural precipitation, makes people's hearts throbbing.

Xu Hui sent us to a hotel under the Public Security Bureau, saying that he could help us with free accommodation fees. We wanted to refuse, but Xu Hui said that the place where he was going on business was far away, so he sent us to the hotel Just leave, never stay, we two readily accepted, as long as we don't live with this big broom, we can do whatever we want.

Xu Hui really meant what he said, he left us in the hotel and left alone, leaving only an expression of carelessness in making friends, which made us a little embarrassed.But there is no way, who told you that you are Xu Dabroom.

The Public Security Hotel is neither far nor close to the Forbidden City. The environment is very good. It is adjacent to Xiehe Hospital in the east and Wangfujing Pedestrian Street in the north. There are not too many loud sirens, and the sanitation is very clean.

After packing up the salutes, we two brothers went shopping, passed through two alleys, crossed two streets, and came to Wangfujing Pedestrian Street. He Yinyang was interested in the old BJ cloth shoes and bought two pairs in the small shop. He said that he was going to wear it for his grandfather, so I took another look at him. After knowing him for so many years, I didn't realize that this guy is also a dutiful son, which really surprised me.

We ate some stinky tofu in the crowded snack street, and didn't bother to look at the rare things in those small stalls. We followed the map and went straight to the direction of the Forbidden City.

We walked out of the alley in a daze, and came to Chang'an Avenue. We had never seen such a wide street. We were really shocked, and we walked west in awe.

Walking west along Chang'an Avenue, there are more and more policemen on the road, and then there are armed policemen in green clothes, standing as straight as javelins at almost every ten steps.It was evening now, but there were still a lot of people on the slate road, and the outline of Tiananmen Square gradually appeared in the distance. He Yinyang and I couldn't help getting excited!
That is the symbol of the capital, with the precipitation of history, who can not be in awe.Just when the two of us quickened our pace, the crowd in front suddenly became noisy. Many people leaned to the side of the road and stopped walking. They were lying on the railing on the side of the road. And He Yinyang's curiosity.

Turning sideways to inquire, an old man glanced at us and said in a smooth Beijing accent: "What can we do at this point, the national flag is lowered!"

(End of this chapter)