One day, about a week later, it was a rainy autumn day, and because of the rain, the buns could only be sold in the bun shop.

The sidewalk in front of the bun shop was crowded with people who came to buy buns. They waited patiently with umbrellas.

There are also children crowded in the crowd, hiding under the umbrellas of adults, saving money in their hands.

Qi Zhengzhe took a fancy to the middle-aged man in his fifties who was sandwiched in the crowd at a glance. He vividly remembers the man saying that he and his leaders were very fond of eating the buns he made, and that he repeatedly hoped that he would reopen the next day.

Of course it didn't open the next day because I was hospitalized.

But when I came back from the hospital, the steamed bun shop really reopened, and after so many days, I didn't see this middle-aged man come to buy steamed buns.

I don't want this person to appear after so many days.

The middle-aged man came up to him and said, as usual, "Come, get me six buns." He was smiling as usual, but looking kinder.

"Give. You ......," Qi Zhengzhe said.

"Hehehe, we went out again. You bun, it really makes us miss it so much. ”

"I said I wouldn't see you coming."

"Are you okay these days?"

"Thanks to you, nothing happens these days. The industrial and commercial bureau and the health center no longer come to pester us. ”

"I mean, how can such a thing happen in our Yangjiang!"

"This ...... I say...... Isn't it ......"

"It's okay, I'm leaving, look at the people behind me and wait." The middle-aged man flashed out of the ranks.

Qi Zhengzhe actually wanted to verify whether the middle-aged man had helped him. The middle-aged man's tone of voice, his confident demeanor, and the height from which he looked at the matter all made Qi Zhengzhe feel that he might have played a pivotal role.

However, from another point of view, people are just people who come to buy steamed buns, will they be so eager to help?

Besides, even if he had such a warm-hearted heart, he might not have such great ability.

How big is the person who can make the executors of the two units "slap themselves"?

That's why Qi Zhengzhe is vague.

The mystery wasn't solved until the skinny man reappeared in our bun shop.

We have learned that the steamed bun shop owned by the thin mother's mother has been closed. When we heard the news, we didn't quite believe our ears, and when our eyes saw that the door of the steamed bun shop was closed, and we saw the words "transfer of this store" posted on the door, we believed that the thin mother really didn't sell steamed buns anymore, at least not here.

We all felt uncomfortable at the time. In particular, I recalled that the thin man's mother lost her husband when the thin man was thirteen years old, and finally went to the county seat to open a steamed bun shop, but it was closed because of us, and I felt so guilty in my heart.

It's one thing for a thin man to mix well, and the thin man's mother must not understand God's arrangement.

"Okay, why do you want to close it? She makes her buns, and we make ours, isn't it good to have nothing to do with each other? I said.

"This is the cruelty of competition in the industry," said Qi Zhengzhe, "although it is not the kind of situation where one mountain does not tolerate two tigers, but there are so many customers who come to us, and her store is only closed." ”

"It's to blame that your buns are so delicious."

"Why can't it be said that her buns are too unpalatable?" Qi Zhengzhe didn't feel my praise for him.

"Yes, if you were evenly matched, the thin man's mother wouldn't be shut down. It's as if we've snatched all the meat that people are about to eat in their mouths, and no one can accept it. ”

"That's the main reason why the skinny man killed us."

"I suddenly feel that no matter how radical the thin man's behavior is, it seems to be understandable." I say.

The thin man reappeared in front of our shop in the evening, and Qi Zhengzhe and I were happily enjoying dinner.

"It's really enviable, the little couple is loving and loving." The thin man's eyeballs seemed to be sunken deeper.

We jerked to our feet like springs. I always feel that the person who comes is not good.

"What do you want to do?" Qi Zhengzhe made a preemptive strike.

"Hahaha, what bad idea can I have? Who had the wrong idea? ”

"Thin man, have something to say. We didn't mean to let Auntie close the door. After all, we are a village. I said.

"Don't mention anything to me about a village!" The thin man seemed to have been struck by lightning, and suddenly became hysterical, "It is a shame for my life to be in the same village with you!" The fate of our family was changed by you. To me, you are no less than a plague god. You and Zheng Qihang killed my father, and now, you and this steamed bun seller are harming my mother. ”

"I ......," I choked on the thin man's words.

"I don't understand for the rest of my life, why that thunder didn't kill you back then, it can be seen that even the heavens don't have long eyes. I thought that I had gotten to this point today and become the son-in-law of the chairman of the county CPPCC, which was enough, and I didn't want to even be able to fight a steamed bun seller. The thin man choked with sorrow.

"The son-in-law of the chairman of the CPPCC?" Qi Zhengzhe was stunned. I don't really care much about that title.

"What's wrong? Don't believe me? If I am not the son-in-law of the chairman of the CPPCC, I can let my brothers in the industrial and commercial bureau and the health center work for me? "Thin people can't tell if it's pride or inferiority." But what's the use? The boss of the county is the secretary of the county party committee. I can't figure out how you sell steamed buns, how can you have a relationship with the secretary of the county party committee? ”

"You mean to come forward for me, the secretary of the county party committee of the bun shop?" Or Qi Zhengzhe reacted quickly.

"Don't give me this, I'm disgusted with it. You used the relationship of the county party secretary to ask me in turn? The thin man looked disdainful.

This is really unexpected. I asked how things could have taken such a dramatic turn, and it turned out that the secretary of the county party committee had spoken. Think about it, if it weren't for such an important person, then the tyrannical and domineering people of the industrial and commercial bureau and the health center would be so "groveling"?

"I ......" Qi Zhengzhe was not choked by the other party's words, he was surprised but didn't want to find out the truth, so he wanted to stop talking. He and I looked at each other.

"Nothing more?" The thin man said, "So don't play tricks on me." It is your ability to find the relationship between the county party secretary and the county party secretary, and it is our destiny. It's like back then, a thunderbolt went down and killed my father, your Zheng Qihang didn't have anything to do, it was all fucking fate, fate. ”

"If you know, it's good." Qi Zhengzhe came to his senses, "If you hadn't killed them all, would you have ended up today?" The money is earned by everyone. ”

"Fucking everybody comes to you to buy buns, what else do you say everyone earns?" The thin man slammed his fist on the table, "Okay, these are not what I want to say, I came today to ask you, how did you know the secretary of the county party committee?" You came from other places to make steamed buns, how did you have a relationship with the secretary of the county party committee? ”

"Do you think it makes sense for you to ask this question?" Qi Zhengzhe also wanted to go around in circles with the thin man, because Qi Zhengzhe, like me, didn't know the answer.

"yes, it doesn't make sense. Anyway, my mom doesn't sell buns anymore. But you're going to convince me to take it personally. ”

"Are you dead and blind?"

"What is the death of the blind eye?" The skinny man's sunken eyes widened a little. His face flushed.

"No, no, that's not what I meant. I don't mean to laugh, don't get me wrong. Qi Zhengzhe realized that he had used the wrong word.

"It should be unwilling. You don't want to lose in vain, do you? I said.

"Yes, yes. Kiki was right. Qi Zhengzhe said.

"I don't know what to do," said the thin man, "don't beat me around the bush, it's nothing if you don't want to say it." I warn you, don't let me get my hands on anything, or I'll look good with you. ”

"I'll tell you, lest you be unwilling," Qi Zhengzhe said, "It was Hao Junqi's relatives in the province who called the secretary of the county party committee, just a phone call, you know?" ”

I looked at Qi Zhengzhe. Qi Zhengzhe avoided my gaze. Maybe Qi Zhengzhe really thinks so.

The thin man froze there as if he had been struck by lightning, just like his father had been struck by lightning, except that his father had been struck by lightning and his whole body was charred, and his form was intact. He relented, "I see, I see." That's how it should be. ”

The thin man finished talking to himself, and then turned to leave the bun shop.

"The thin man is going to be fine, right?" I asked Qi Zhengzhe. The thin man's expression was really worrying.

"What will happen to him? He just couldn't accept this reality, because he felt that there was no longer any possibility of fighting us, so he was desperate. Qi Zhengzhe said.

Qi Zhengzhe's analysis is so incisive. He has no culture, he came into contact with society too early, and his insight into society is far above mine.

"The problem is that I don't have any relatives to call the county party secretary." I say.

"Maybe it was someone from the Civil Affairs Department who called the secretary of the county party committee," Qi Zhengzhe said, "otherwise, how can there be such a figure among our relatives and friends who can alarm the secretary of the county party committee?" The most senior people I have come into contact with in Qijiatun are only people at the level of deputy secretary of the county party committee and deputy secretary and county magistrate. ”

"Come to think of it," I muttered, "but how did he know about us?" ”

"Junqi, you are a Jiren, and Jiren has his own natural appearance." Qi Zhengzhe said with a smile.

I punched Qi Zhengzhe, "Don't let you laugh at me like that." ”

Ask yourself: Am I still a Jiren? My experience is not an exaggeration to describe it with the word "sorrowful". Many times I feel that my whole life has been spent trying to illustrate the word "sorrow".

It seems that all the people associated with me have some degree of misfortune. My grandfather died of illness, my mother died in childbirth, my father fell to his death, Qi Zhengli was disabled because he liked me, and Li Zheng left the campus prematurely because he liked me......

Even Qi Zhengzhe, who has cared about me for ten years, could have opened his Zhengzhe department store smoothly, but because I went to Yangjiang to open this steamed bun shop, I had such a dispute with the thin man.

The only thing I don't know is your experience as a brother who has been tied to me for ten years. But I deduced that my brother's life must have been smooth and smooth, because my brother was not by my side, and my brother left me.

Isn't this also a mystery?