Chapter Ninety-Eight: Big Man to Little Man
The southern part of Beijing belongs to the third world area of the city, and at night the lights are blind, and taxi drivers are reluctant to drive this way. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
When it comes to feng shui, the south belongs to the downwind and the water, and when it comes to the south, some Beijing locals will say, oh, that place.
Then there will be a lot of anecdotes, such as why there are water monsters in the moat in the south and zombies in the culverts, and it sounds like the whole area is only one or three epochs of space.
Wang Peihua's home is in the center of the three epochs.
It was raining lightly, and the ground was wet, a bit like the rainy season in the south. The streets were deserted, and the dust accumulated on cars and leaves was drenched in mud and tears by the rain, and it looked dirty.
Wang Peihua's taxi drove into the side road outside the community. He parked the car and turned off the engine, got out, without an umbrella, and put a woolen coat on his head.
I walked over slowly, and at first he didn't pay attention to me. When he was still a few meters away, he looked up and saw me walking straight towards him by the light of the street lamp, blindfolded him, and then threw away his coat and ran forward desperately.
After all, an obese middle-aged person is estimated to have "three highs" or something, and he runs like a toad.
I chased after me and shouted, "Don't run, I just want to talk to you." ā
Wang Peihua didn't listen and continued to run.
As soon as I accelerated, I kicked him from behind, and he fell to the ground with a pop and rolled a few times, groaning and moaning for a while and couldn't get up.
I pressed his neck, and before he could speak, he got up in a hurry: "Don't hit me!" Don't hit me! I know it's wrong! Please don't hit me! ā
It seems that this goods was taken care of by the inmates more comfortably, and suffered a lot, but now there are palpitations, and the expression of the former commanding is gone, leaving only the bitterness and obscenity of the little people.
Looking at him, he suddenly thought of Fu Wenxin's desperate face and the scar on Geng Hao's abdomen that night, and a nameless fire rushed to the Tianling Gai, and he couldn't help but punch him a few times in the back.
Wang Peihua screamed.
I shouted into his face: "I tell you, you want to take revenge on me ****** in the future, if you dare to touch my friend again, Lao Tzu will castrate you!" ā
Wang Peihua suddenly stopped calling: "I haven't touched your friend, what do you mean?" ā
"Don't you know what you've done?"
"I really haven't touched your friend, my old king dares to act!"
"Haven't you done what you just now, what are you in a hurry to admit your mistake?"
"I thought you thought you thought that the paint factory was coming to me again, I thought a lot in prison, I was wrong before, hey, I admit it, I did something hurtful, I'm not good now."
"You really didn't do it?"
"My old king swears to God, if my old king touches your friend, the sky will thunder and the children will be cut off!"
I saw that he was still sincere and pulled him up.
In a greasy restaurant, Wang Peihua asked for a few side dishes and two bottles of beer to drink with me.
"Brother Zeng, I really hated you before, you said that I was with you for no reason, why do you always want to fix me, there are more bad people in the world, can you finish it? I haven't been in prison in vain for a few years, I have thought about a lot of things, I have really done evil before, and I have done all the things of cutting off children and grandchildren, if it weren't for you, I don't know when I would be confused. Come, to my new life. ā
I picked up my glass and touched it for him, and said, "I never thought of targeting you before, no matter who it is, I want to do such a thing." ā
"You're welcome, come, eat more hot food." He pointed to a few side dishes on the table and took another drink.
"I'm sorry for what happened just now, I sometimes act a little impulsively."
"Don't talk about that, I admire you, a college student, daring to act, really young. Tell me about your friend, what? ā
So, I told him everything that happened in the alley, how I was attacked by a person, how Fu Wenxin was in danger, how Geng Hao rescued memories, and how I lost my memory after waking up.
Wang Peihua pondered for a moment, touched his bald head that looked like a desert hill, and asked, "Have you seen clearly what the person who attacked you looks like?" ā
"The moment the man attacked me, I shook the man's dyed yellow hair, and the head of a white tiger was tattooed on the back of his hand, and I didn't know anything else."
"Yellow hair, tiger tattoos, this information is enough, I used to open a factory, and some things have to be done by special means, hehe, I'm ashamed to say it, I know a person, he has some gangsters, let him help check it." Brother Zeng, don't worry, this matter is on my head. ā
"Thank you in advance."
Wang Peihua took a napkin and woke up his nose vigorously: "Brother Zeng, don't be so polite, I bought a copy of your book after I came out, "Purple Soil Notes", right?" Reading it makes my blood boil, isn't this a 'old boy'? Complaining at home every day, this is unjust, that is unfair, my daughter-in-law and children say that you are a taxi driver now, drive your car well, we can't care about other people's affairs, just take care of it, just live your own life. But I thought, with the smog in Beijing so heavy, I am also responsible, so I put a lot of green travel brochures in the back seat of the taxi, all of which I paid for at my own expense. Thank you for influencing me. Come to Brother Zeng, do it! ā
Wang Peihua was very good at the kung fu of the mountain, and he talked about it until the early hours of the morning, he said that he used to help his brothers all kinds of, all kinds of rampant and domineering, and he never paid attention to the "four young people in Beijing" and "four crazy people in Beijing".
He recalled his childhood with a lot of emotion, saying that when he was a child, he called for wind and rain in the alley, and ran happily.
Although I was poor at that time, I breathed clean air, and the moat was so clear, I jumped in with a puff with my bare buttocks, and rinsed my mouth with water, and there was no muddy smell at all.
I thought of my childhood when I was playing crazy in the town by the bridge, and I was inexplicably moved to my heart.
Wang Peihua had tears in the corners of his eyes at this time, and he was a dignified seven-foot fat man, and when he arrived at the emotional place, he couldn't help it.
In the end, they left each other's contact information, he had to drive me home, I saw that this person was drunk, and after a while, he drove the car directly into the ditch and the gains outweighed the losses, so he asked him to go home first, and I took a taxi back to the residence.
As soon as I entered the house, the strong smell of smoke hit, and He Tielong and I didn't smoke, knowing that there were guests in the house.
He Tielong and Du Feng were chatting.
As soon as I entered the house, He Tielong was overjoyed: "You are finally back, Director Du has been waiting for you for two hours." ā
"Why don't you call me?"
"It's not urgent, I just happened to talk to Xiao He about my new movie." Du Feng said politely, "I had a good chat with Xiao He just now, and one of the characters in my new movie can be based on him and play in his true colors." ā
"Okay, I've already thought of a name, it's called "Ratman", how about it?" I sat down on the couch and said, "Take the low-level people in Beijing as the prototype, find a point, and intertwine their destinies." ā
"Good idea!" He Tielong stretched out his thumb.
I said: "In the 60s of the last century, the aesthetic orientation of some experimental film art ran counter to the mainstream culture of the society at that time, and they went too far and lost their opinions. I think that our script should not reject the current culture and life, otherwise the artwork will be too volleying and will be very embarrassing. ā
"I agree with Xiaoyu's idea, very good, then you can write according to your idea, write it and show it to me, and we will communicate further."
"Okay, no problem."
"By the way, you two will come to my house to play another day, the new house is renovated, come and help me chong chong xibei."
"Definitely, no problem."
I sent Du Feng downstairs, and he said: "The funding for this movie has been completed, and now I have a good script, and I have you to thank you." ā
"Mr. Du, you are polite, I have always admired your perseverance and questions in the movie, I am not a famous screenwriter now, I am very honored to be favored by you."
"Well, don't say anything, you and I are living for our ideals."
We shook hands tightly, and his hand was strong, which is the condition of people who live honestly and frankly, I know.