At five o'clock in the afternoon, Company Commander Du, who had escorted Xiang Ziliang to settle down, said goodbye and left. Ren Xiaotian saw that everything had been arranged, so he followed Song Mingda and left the house rented by Xiang Ziliang.

He pedaled a bicycle unhurriedly and slowly walked in the direction of the police station.

From the busy morning to now, Ren Xiaotian has not been idle. Finally, the matter of the settlement of the old spy has been implemented, and today's matter can basically come to an end.

Ren Xiaotian thought that his next thing was to go back to the office, blow the electric fan for a while, and then wait for the arrival of the end of work. Next, I got together with my friends, had a few glasses of wine, and the day passed like this.

He rode his bike, whistling and comforting himself in his heart. What about Mr. 'Cup'? I miss Ren Xiaotian, I don't want to be a high-ranking official, I don't want to be a big money, and I don't want to hug the 'second wife', as long as the days can be mixed.

Other policemen eat fragrant and drink spicy food, and Ren Xiaotian is not uncommon. His greatest pursuit in life is to live a leisurely life. Do what you should do, neither bully the people, nor go along with the evil forces, just be a conscientious policeman.

It's a pity that people who want to be free are always at ease, and they give people such an embarrassing nickname.

Thinking of these things, Ren Xiaotian felt a little breathless. If it weren't for that woman, how could I be like this? Forget it, it's better not to think too much about it. It's been so long, it's up to him. The world is long, or a few glasses of wine is the most real.

People in the world don't understand life, they only know the harm of wine, but they don't know how drunk they are. The great poet Li Bai said: "The bell and drum food and jade are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk." The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name. ”

Get some drinks for yourself, don't think about those officialdom battles, and don't worry about the interests of the shopping mall. As for women, their own women are indispensable, so let's put them in my mother-in-law's house for a few more years.

Ren Xiaotian thought of Xiang Ziliang, the enigmatic old man, how many times he was born and died, and the iron net wall was high for decades, and his life passed like this. How should the life of that kind of old man be understood?

It's not easy, it's not easy. It's just that Ren Xiaotian can't figure it out, what is so old for such an old person who still refuses to stop, why does he want to make such a high-profile appearance? Could it be that the seaside market really has the people and things he cares about?

While thinking about such a thing he did today, while happily pedaling his bicycle, Ren Xiaotian returned to the police station with a smile.

It would not be wrong to say that he was Mr. 'Cup'. Ren Xiaotian was born with a kind of 'cup' life.

Ren Xiaotian, who was wishful thinking, encountered an unhappy thing as soon as he entered the door. As he parked his bicycle in the yard, he heard laughter in the director's room. I couldn't help but be annoyed: Hmph, Lao Tzu is working outside, and they have a happy chat with these uneducated guys!

"Ren Xiaotian, what do you want me to say about you? At a young age, he only knows how to enjoy happiness, but he doesn't know how to find things to do on his own. Go, give me a patrol around the snack street, and then I'll get off work. Before Ren Xiaotian ran back to his office, the director, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, began to drive people out without saying a word.

As the thin chief spoke, Ren Xiaotian glanced into the room.

, there's a room full of people sitting in the room, bragging, and watermelon eating. By the way, there is also the son of the head of the sub-bureau, who is pointing at himself with his middle finger, grimacing at himself.

Cut, they're sitting there bragging and nibbling on watermelons, are they just doing their jobs? These uneducated guys are always coming up with reasons to toss themselves. Ren Xiaotian's teeth were gritted loudly, and his two fists were also clenched.

He wanted to roar, he wanted to vent well. If it was possible, he would punch the director in the face, and then, with a very chic wave of his hand, said, "A bunch of uneducated guys, Young Master Ben won't play with you." ”

'It's good to be alive', this is what grandpa has said over and over again, although Ren Xiaotian doesn't know the meaning of Lu Dao, but he can also feel it from grandpa's heavy tone, which contains a lot of helplessness. How many times there have been conflicts, it was because of this sentence that he forcibly suppressed his anger.

Forbearance, forbearance, forbearance is a knife on the head. Alas, forget it, people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads. I've endured it for so many years, why can't I continue to endure it? Those are all uneducated people, and there is no need for me to have the same knowledge as them.

In the past few years, Ren Xiaotian has been fed up with the anger of this bird's director. He didn't want to do it openly, so he adopted a mocking tone and sneered at the gang. The two mantras of 'uneducated man' and 'scientist' are his usual weapons.

When the other party insults him, he laughs at the other party as an 'uneducated person'. When the other party is doing something wrong, he compliments the other party as a 'scientist'. In Ren Xiaotian's own words, it can be regarded as a kind of Ah Q spirit in the new era.

Hate in his heart, Ren Xiaotian, who has long been accustomed to being dictated by others, although he also cursed these uneducated people in his belly, he still obediently walked out of the gate of the police station. Behind him, there was a burst of flamboyant and triumphant laughter.

Ren Xiaotian gritted his teeth, and couldn't wait to immediately turn around and punch the faces of those uneducated people. Just as he hesitated, someone caught up with him from behind.

He stopped, trying to see who was catching up. If there are still people who want to chase after him and make irresponsible remarks at this time, it is estimated that Ren Xiaotian is likely to burst out irrepressibly.

"Xiaotian, wait a minute." The person who spoke was the instructor of the police station. The other party handed him a piece of watermelon and patted him on the shoulder with his hand. Ren Xiaotian can understand the meaning of the instructor's move, which is to let himself be patient and let himself not care.

Can I care, and what can I care? Ren Xiaotian smiled bitterly in his heart. It's not that I don't want to care, but I'm already used to being held high above my head and then slammed to the ground. Otherwise, he would not have become a well-known Mr. 'Cup'.

"Bullying, fucking, is knowing how to bully Lao Tzu. A bunch of uneducated guys who are always thinking of bad ideas to calculate Lao Tzu. What about the people who came out of the countryside? Without peasants, you city people can't even eat fart. Ren Xiaotian, who walked towards the snack street, was not sunny at all. While flapping his arms listlessly, he muttered in his mouth.

Thinking of the unpleasantness that happened in the office just now, he felt a sense of grievance in his heart. So many people stay in the police station and blow electric fans, why do they want to let themselves go out on patrol? Isn't it because my roots are in the countryside? Hate to hate, he still slowly embarked on the road of patrol.

Not far from the police station, an old street that still retains its original style is lined with stalls selling various flavors and snacks.

At this time, it is already time to pick up customers, and there is a steady stream of customers on both sides of the road. All kinds of cries came and went: "Freshly fried steamed buns-" "Liangfen, Liangfen, refreshing and delicious Liangfen-"

With the crisp sound of a leather-soled sandal stepping on the bluestone pavement, Ren Xiaotian, known as Mr. 'Cup', walked listlessly along the street, constantly inspecting the security situation on both sides of the road.

It's just that if you look into Ren Xiaotian's eyes, you will find that he has an absent-minded look. If you look closely, you can also find that his forehead is covered with black lines that represent bad luck.

'Gurgle, cluck-' Ren Xiaotian's footsteps were still walking unhurriedly on the bluestone road. Judging from his appearance, he is also a very conscientious young man. In fact, he was running while thinking about his own thoughts.

In the past few years, I have no quarrel with the world, I just want to be a carefree policeman, and embark on a light road, why is this road so difficult? Why is it always rugged and hopeless? Thinking of this, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

For some reason, he felt that he was in a particularly bad mood today. It's like a big stone blocking my heart, and I feel very entangled and depressed. This phenomenon occurs from the moment I wake up in the morning, as if something bad is about to happen.

This was the case five years ago today.

On that day, Ren Xiaotian, like many candidates, walked into the examination room of the college entrance examination. In front of the school gate, he waited for his first love to come to the examination room to cheer him on. When I couldn't wait for a long time, I saw the scene of the other party's empathy and farewell. As a result, he handed in a blank paper in his best Chinese exam.

Oh, the day before the graduation assignment, there was also such a phenomenon. As a result, on the same night, there was an incident of drunken beating of the child, which led to the cancellation of the school's decision to let him stay in school and work.

Could it be that something bad will happen today?

Bah, bah, bah, the wind blows, who will give birth to a crow's mouth, so cursing Lao Tzuli? I'm already moldy like this, what else can I do that would be more 'cup' and more embarrassing than my current appearance?

There is no big difficulty except death, at most it is just a bird facing up. Hehe, it can't be. A handsome guy like me Ren Xiaotian, who is in the wind and graceful, how can the Lord of Hades be embarrassed to invite me as a guest, and how can he be willing to bring good things to me?

If he really went, wouldn't his dignity be compared to me? After that, wouldn't it be necessary to give up the throne to Young Master Ben to sit on, and let Young Master Ben decide the life and death of mortal people? Ha Lu Ha!

Ren Xiaotian didn't know what to say, there was indeed something unfortunate that was quietly approaching him.