CHAPTER III. 7

7

In the courtyard, on a hundred-year-old pomegranate tree in the flower bed in the center, seven or eight high-power light bulbs are hung, and half of the sky is bright. The flying dust had nowhere to hide, crashing against each other, and it seemed that a buzzing sound could still be heard. A very old table of eight immortals is placed in front of the flower bed, facing the main door, in a straight line with the main door. There were boxes of cigarettes scattered on the table, as well as tea utensils such as teapots, teacups, and tea bowls. Several men sat around the table, dressed loosely one by one. They all have small eyes and big mouths, and their faces are gray, if they change into Qing Dynasty clothes, they must be pure children of the Eight Banners of the late Qing Dynasty. These are the wine and meat buddies of the old capital, and they are also overly drunk. Sometimes none of them spoke, and their faces were solemn, as if they were thinking about national affairs. One of them spoke, and immediately everyone put their heads together, chattering and shouting, as if they were debating whether to use force against a certain country. In fact, attending the funeral of the old capital oil's good friend, the dog, was the main task they were invited to. In front of the table, on a marching bed, lay a dog that usually teased anyone they saw a few times, covered with a white sheet.

A man who had just drunk a drink, carrying a box of gift wine, recklessly barged in, shouting loudly, as if sorry for being late. The old capital oil man stepped forward to take the gift box, and the man patted him on the shoulder and said, "Mourn, mourn, take care!" ”

Before the old capital oil could answer, his father came out. The courtyard suddenly became solemn, and the dust in the air seemed to freeze. These people had learned how powerful his father was. The first man gave the man who had just arrived a complaining look, suspecting that he had alarmed the old man before he came out. The old man had been a soldier, and he was also a big official during the military management period, which once made a large number of people in the capital under his jurisdiction tremble, and it is said that many families were frightened to the point that their relatives were separated and their property was lost.

The old capital oil son greeted him and said, "Old man, you rest yours, this matter has nothing to do with your old man." The dog died, come a few friends. Why do you have a little affection for dogs, don't you? ”

"Damn, you've been tossing around here for a day, and you've been crying early in the morning, and you don't want to think about who the murderer is?"

"The dog's corpse was examined, and the trustee did it in the criminal police team, and the forensic doctor said that there was half a fritter in the dog's stomach that had not been digested. There seems to be medicine on the fritters, but the ingredients of the drug have not yet been tested, and the final conclusion may take some time. ”

"Nest waste, it's all nest waste, and it takes this effort, I know who killed the dog......"

Two people sitting on the table of the Eight Immortals couldn't sit still, and after bowing, they came forward and said, "Old man, your old body is really tough!" What do you mean, old man......"

"The meaning is very clear, whoever murders the dog knows, I say whoever is who, and I can't run." After saying that, he turned around and went back to the house, just closed the door and opened it again, adding, "I warn you, the dog is dead, pull it out and bury it, if you do a big job, you will make a coffin, burn paper, and engage in superstitious activities, I will deal with you puppies according to the law." ”

When the old capital oil was depressed, he saw a pile of luggage next to the gate and under the wall. That's the martial boss, and the old capital oil hasn't had time to deal with it yet. After Boss Wu ran away, a few days later, the neighborhood committee that rented the house came with his luggage and said: "When people leave, we also have to rent a house, but we can't handle things privately." The people in the joint defense team said that you know the tenant, bring it to you. ”

Lao Jingcheng Youzi took his group of buddies to wrap the dog with Boss Wu's quilt, and also packed the things that the dog used before his death, and also packed Boss Wu's other things into a separate bag and loaded them into the car together. The old capital oilman thought: If you die, you can find a backpad, and you should be the one who fried fritters to bury the dog.

An emergency evacuation site on the edge of the ring road resembles a fully open park, except that it is rarely managed. There are also meadows, flower beds, small moats for concealment, and almost a cemetery for dogs. Under the deep mourning of several buddies, the old capital oil buried the dog and the funeral goods in a forest.

All this made Fan Si's mute son see it clearly.

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