It was the fourth month of the world, that is, the third month of the lunar calendar, the mountain flowers began to bloom, and Ma Zhongguo and Lin Ping walked and chatted on the road before they knew it and arrived at Dingtang Village.

Ma Zhongguo didn't know where Zhang Hongqiang lived, so Lin Ping had to pull a passer-by and ask: "Hello, do you know where Zhang Hongqiang lives?"

"Zhang Hongqiang, what Zhang Hongqiang, we don't have a surname Zhang in Dingtang Village!" the villagers looked Lin Ping up and down and said.

"It's that madman. Lin Ping said embarrassedly.

The villagers suddenly realized: "Oh, a madman is a madman, what else is Zhang Hongqiang, his house is in the innermost part of the village, a single house and a courtyard, and other houses are separated from the open space, as long as you are not a fool, you can find it." ”

"Well, thank you. Lin Ping said.

The villagers looked at Lin Ping carefully: "It's really strange, why are you looking for a madman? Hey, you are the young man at the temple fair that day, right?"

"Thank you for your direction, farewell!"

Lin Ping hurriedly turned around and left, not giving the villagers time to chat with him.

Lin Ping and Ma Zhongguo followed the villagers' prompts to find a place for Zhang Hongqiang to live in Dingtang Village, and walked to the village for a short time, and sure enough, they saw the maverick house described by the villagers.

Dingtang Village was rebuilt due to flash floods, and everyone's houses are lined up, and the style is basically the same, with three houses with yards. Only this one house is so abrupt and incongruous in this village.

Alone in the innermost part of the village, as if I want to isolate myself from the world but it is difficult to stay out of it.

The two of them came to the small house, the door was locked, and it seemed that no one was home.

Lin Ping smiled and said to Ma Zhongguo: "Haha, you see that Zhang Hongqiang is not stupid, he is not really crazy, he knows how to lock the door when he goes out." ”

As soon as Lin Ping's words fell, he heard a voice behind him: "Are you mentally retarded? I'm a madman, but it doesn't mean I'm a fool, understand?"

Lin Ping and Ma Zhongguo were startled, and when they turned around, they didn't know when Zhang Hongqiang appeared behind the two quietly.

【Zhang Hongqiang】

Introduction: In the 80s, college students who dropped out of top universities, knew that they had no face and fled into the bitter mountains, although they dropped out of school and their mental state was not very good, but they still maintained their knowledge of learning

Age: 43 years old

State of mind: Enlightened and repentant

Mental state: Somewhat insane

Personality: Has become very eccentric

Current Key Knowledge Competencies:

Advanced Mathematics: S

Advanced Physics: A- (Outdated)

Advanced Geography Knowledge: B- (Outdated)

Lin Ping looked at Zhang Hongqiang in front of him, and saw that Zhang Hongqiang was still disposing of dirty clothes, and he was holding a rice bowl with food in his left hand and a sharp knife in his right hand.

"Are you going to ask for food?" asked Ma Zhongguo calmly.

"That's right," Zhang Hongqiang spit twice into the rice bowl, then stirred it twice with a knife, and said with a smile: "Come, eat together." ”

Zhang Hongqiang's way of asking for food is different from that of most beggars, he will directly hold a knife to block the door of the house to ask for food, one a day, every family in Dingtang Village asks for food one by one, because he is kind to Dingtang Village, and everyone thinks he is a madman, looking at the posture and crazy state with a knife, no one wants to provoke him, and when it is Zhang Hongqiang's turn to come to the door to beg for food, the family will quickly and obediently give the food to Zhang Hongqiang.

And the rice can't give leftover dog food, once Zhang Hongqiang pours food similar to dog food, Zhang Hongqiang will immediately go crazy and directly put the rice on people.

"I'm here!" Ma Zhongguo spat at Zhang Hongqiang's feet, "Big man, with hands and feet, full of knowledge, a famous university student, asking for food here?" ”

After Ma Zhongguo said these words, Zhang Hongqiang's body began to tremble, and then he suddenly waved his knife madly and roared hysterically: "What kind of bull ghost and snake god are you? You cowardly evader, are you worthy of talking about me?"

The atmosphere fell silent, Ma Zhongguo and Zhang Hongqiang looked at each other without saying a word, Zhang Hongqiang's face was hideous, and Ma Zhongguo's face was gloomy.

After a long time, Ma Zhongguo swallowed his throat and said, "Haven't you repented and realized yet?"

Zhang Hongqiang didn't say a word when he heard Ma Zhongguo's words, but he looked at Ma Zhongguo in a daze, but the expression on his face gradually changed, and slowly changed from fierce voice to remorse and sorrow, and even cried.

Time goes back to Zhang Hongqiang's last time looking for Ma Zhongguo.

Zhang Hongqiang, who fled to Kushan, and the ignorant mountain people did not have a common language at all, and an unknown foreigner was discriminated against in Kushan, and then he met Ma Zhongguo.

Both of them are cultural people, and from the beginning of the secrecy soon to sympathize with each other as confidants, and Zhang Hongqiang also received a lot of help from Ma Zhongguo.

The stalemate in the relationship between the two was in the middle of the night, and cultural people would always argue about various issues together, and each would stand on their own points of view and not compromise with each other, or maybe this is the literati contempt for each other.

That night, Zhang Hongqiang and Ma Zhongguo quarreled very fiercely, and the content of the quarrel was "I failed the country" or "the country failed me", at that time, Zhang Hongqiang, who was not completely conscious, had already stubbornly thought that "the country failed him", and Ma Zhongguo, who loved the country and the nation deeply, did not blame the country for personal reasons, he firmly believed that "he failed the country".

The two quarreled all night, Zhang Hongqiang was sharp-toothed, Ma Zhongguo was upright, Zhang Hongqiang did not say Ma Zhongguo, he was scolded by Ma Zhongguo, Ma Zhongguo finally said: "None of our people think that the country has failed us, so what qualifications do you have to think that the country has failed you? Where has the country failed you? Are you worthy of the word "let down"? In the past, you were a dog traitor and a leading dog, and China did not need your group of people to live up to it." ”

Zhang Hongqiang slammed the door in a rage, and his figure disappeared into the morning when the morning star flashed, and since then, the two have not seen each other, and Ma Zhongguo heard from the mouths of others that Zhang Hongqiang was crazy.

"Haven't you figured it out after so many years?" Ma Zhongguo looked at Zhang Hongqiang with tears in his eyes and asked, "From a macro point of view, how can the country fail anyone, why should it blame the country if it subjectively makes mistakes and does not work hard to correct them?"

Ma Zhongguo continued: "Isn't the disintegration of the Soviet Union the best proof of this?

Zhang Hongqiang nodded while crying: "It was my mistake that I failed the country." ”

Ma Zhongguo continued to say slowly: "When I was young, I was always high-spirited, I felt that I was a hero in the world, and I fantasized about pointing out the country, but think about it, if we really sit in a high position, how can we do better than them? And we're just human beings after all. ”

Zhang Hongqiang squatted down, crying uncontrollably and muttering to himself: "I was wrong, I failed the country." ”