After the thin man left, I sat down on a stool next to the table. I haven't spoken for a long time.

The two ballads of the Thin Man completely inspired my memories. The past events of childhood, mainly the time spent with my brother, all flashed in my mind.

The thin man's ridicule was not unreasonable. It's been eleven years. As the song made up by the thin man said, you go north, he goes south, and there is always a mountain across it. If my brother and I are not separated by a mountain, how can we not see each other for more than ten years?

I now feel that the ballad of the thin man is simply a curse.

"Don't listen to this nonsense, Kiki," Qi Zhengzhe walked up to me and put a hand on my shoulder, "I'm sure you'll be able to find Zheng Qihang in these two years." Why don't we go to Hua'an again? ”

I shook my head and said, "No, I'm not going anywhere again." If Brother Sailing, he didn't mean to look for me, what use did I find him? ”

"This, but if he won't come to Hua'an at all in the past two years, how can you meet?" Qi Zhengzhe's heart is so kind.

"Then fulfill the two-year covenant I made with my aunt."

"You know I didn't mean that." Qi Zhengzhe's face sank slightly.

"You're mistaken, that's exactly what I thought. Well, look at you, don't worry about the things in the bun shop. Let's think about what to do. As you can see, thin people are not easy to deal with. ”

"There's no better way to deal with it. To deal with this kind of person is to fight hard against him. See what he does with us? Qi Zhengzhe said firmly.

Think about it, what other good countermeasures can there be? I can only catch the thin man's mother's bun shop, and there is no business license and health permit to gamble.

The next day, Monday, the day of official work, there was an endless stream of people who went to Qi Zhengzhe's steamed bun shop to buy steamed buns, and I helped until 7:45 before walking to work at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

I'm very worried about Qi Zhengzhe's steamed bun shop. Because I couldn't have predicted what kind of measures the staff of the industrial and commercial bureau and the health center would take to punish Qi Zhengzhe's "disobedient" behavior.

However, there were a lot of things in the morning, and I was busy with my own work, and I was trying to find a reason to go home early, but Director Wang of the office called me to his office again.

"What's the matter?" I was in a hurry, so I went straight in.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm just asking you to come and sit down. Come, drink tea. "There's a cup of hot tea on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

"If it's okay, I'd like to ......"

"Sit down. The tea has already been brewed for you. ”

I had to sit down on the couch.

Director Wang first talked to me about work. Ask me if I'm fit in, ask me how I'm getting along with my colleagues, etc., etc.

Then, he changed the subject, "By the way, your boyfriend's steamed buns are quite delicious." ”

"Boyfriend?" I'm a little baffled.

"It's the guy who came with you to report to me."

"Oh, he's my cousin."

"What cousin isn't cousin? I don't see it the same way as everyone else. If you like it, it's good. ”

"Have you ever eaten his buns?" I had to change the subject.

"I've eaten it, why haven't I eaten it? I live near the TCM hospital, and I went to the market on the day he opened. ”

"Thank you."

"I know all about his closure." Director Wang picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, "You drink tea, this tea is very good." So, you should know who instigated it. ”

I took a sip of tea from my cup, and it was fragrant. It is a fine tea of the highest quality. "It's skinny."

"Skinny?"

"Wu Xiaojun of the city management, nicknamed Thin Man." This nickname is only known to a few of us who grew up with him.

"It's good that you know. His mother also opened a bun shop, which was caused by competition in the industry. What kind of business, business, health center, are all looking for. ”

"His mother's bun shop also had no license and no health permit." I say.

"Oh, you don't know when you first arrive, why do you want these things in a small bun shop? People sincerely want to trouble you. Besides, what does his bun shop want to do with this? Just say hello and you're good to go. Director Wang felt like he had experienced the world.

"Then the industrial and commercial bureau and the health center can't treat my cousin like this, that's too unfair!" I said angrily.

"Fair? Do you think this kind of thing should be fair? "I don't know why, Director Wang's eyes are very small today, "Let me ask you, do you think it's fair that you are assigned to work in our bureau?" ”

"What do you mean?"

"Can you inquire about how many students who are studying small secondary schools can be directly assigned to work in the city bureau?"

"I ......" I choked.

"So, there's nothing fair or unfair. Wu Xiaojun's mother's steamed bun shop doesn't have a business license and no health permit, but your cousin can't. It seems that he started selling again today. Director Wang added.

I nodded, "I'm just a little anxious because I'm worried about him." ”

"I'm in a hurry to go back and see, isn't it? However, something has already happened. I'm telling you, I'm sure I'll go back to the Industrial and Commercial Health Institute. Wu Xiaojun, I'm familiar with that person. ”

"...... "I'm more familiar with the thin man's style," Director Wang, is there anyone familiar with me who can help adjust it?" "I wonder if Director Wang has some way to call me to the office.

Brother, you see, at the age of twenty-two, I'm still so naïve.

"No, no, no, where am I? And, as you know, competition in this industry cannot be reconciled. It's a way to make a living. Your cousin's bun shop is booming, so Wu Xiaojun's mother is going to drink the northwest wind. Who can mediate? ”

"This ......," I heard Director Wang say, and my worries became even heavier. I stood up, "Thank you, Director Wang, for reminding me, if there's nothing else, I'm going to get off work." ”

"Okay, you should go back and have a look. I don't think you can sit still. ”

"Thank you, Director Wang, for your concern." I walked towards the door.

"Didn't you even think about looking for your relatives?"

"My relative?" I stopped.

"Director Zhu, a relative of your provincial capital. He must have a way. Perhaps, one sentence from him is enough. ”

"Oh," I said, touching my head, "I haven't thought of it yet." ”

"Hehe, I guess you didn't think of it. If you have a chance, you can help me get to know Director Zhu. ”

"Definitely, definitely."

Walking out of the office, I subconsciously touched my forehead. There is no sweat on the forehead. Director Wang's intentions are already very clear.

He may have been tempting. Look at how close the relationship between Hao Junqi and Director Zhu is. According to him, the knot between Qi Zhengzhe and the thin man can be solved in one sentence, and if I can't solve it for a long time, it will be very clear what it means.

Director Wang's care for me is all due to my so-called relative, and Director Wang doesn't want his care to be just care.

I smiled wryly. I'm afraid Director Wang's wish is going to be frustrated. Once Director Wang's wish is frustrated, it will be impossible for me to get his care again.

When I returned to the bun shop after work, the bun shop was surprisingly calm. Qi Zhengzhe sat at the door of the store and waited for me. On the small square table was the dish he had cooked.

It turned out that no one came to bother Qi Zhengzhe all morning.

"Didn't you come? That's great, I've been distracted all morning. Just wanted to mention getting off work, but was called to the office by Director Wang. ”

"That Director Wang came to buy our buns almost every day. What did he call you? ”

"Just ask us about the closure of the bun shop. He reminds us that the thin man is a difficult person to deal with. ”

"Oh, he really cares about you," Qi Zhengzhe said, "and I can see it too." I've been mentally prepared today. ”

"Maybe he didn't expect that after warning us, we would still make steamed buns to sell." I say.

"He's definitely felt it. It is estimated that half of his mother's buns were not sold. ”

"Then he'll definitely come back to us."

"It's fine. Isn't this an idiom you told me? ”

We spent three days in peace. Although I don't think it's like a thin man's style, I still naively fantasize that I will be safe and sound from now on.

On the fourth day, it came to pass.

At about eight o'clock, when Qi Zhengzhe's steamed buns had been sold for about 80%, and when the scene of queuing up to buy steamed buns had subsided, more than a dozen people in uniform suddenly poured in from outside the store.

As can be seen from the color of the uniforms, there are two groups of people. Needless to say, one is from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, and the other is from the Health Center. They made an appointment to come together.

The procedure for these two groups of people is the same, first tear up the ticket, and then move the things. That's a lot of hard work.

The steamer was moved, and the oversized iron pot on the coal stove was carried away by two people, and the coal stove was also carried away, and the few later ones were unwilling to have empty hands, and even the tongs for clamping briquettes were also taken away. If it weren't for Qi Zhengzhe's disagreement, the small square table where we ate would have to be carried away.

The small shop was empty all of a sudden.

Qi Zhengzhe wanted to cry without tears. These people don't listen to explanations at all. Qi Zhengzhe originally thought that he could take the thin mother's bun shop to talk about things, looking forward to a fair and fair treatment, and didn't want these people to move things as soon as they came in. In that noise, Qi Zhengzhe's throat roared to no avail.

The small square table, Qi Zhengzhe, was lying on it with his whole body and mind, and his hands firmly grasped the edge of the table before he was carried away.

The gang had apparently come to loot.

Each ticket is a thousand dollars.

The onlookers shook their heads and sighed, some whispered, and one or two publicly cursed, but they couldn't help anything except give Qi Zhengzhe a little sympathy.

There are also well-wishers who persuade Qi Zhengzhe to stop. The strong dragon can't fight the ground snake. Switching to another business is a good choice, but it's also a wise choice.

Qi Zhengzhe was silent the whole time, but everyone could see that his eyes were on fire until a man in his mid-fifties walked into the small shop.

He is a very kind middle-aged man. At that time, the crowd of onlookers had dispersed one after another, and Qi Zhengzhe was staring at the ground in a daze with his head down.

"What's going on, boy? Can't spread the buns? How is it empty? ”

Maybe it was the middle-aged man's concerned tone, or maybe it was his unique voice that prompted Qi Zhengzhe to raise his head.

"Hey, are you feeling unwell?" The middle-aged man naturally gently touched Qi Zhengzhe's forehead with his palm, "It's not hot, why are your eyes so red?" ”

Qi Zhengzhe's nose was sour, he couldn't control his emotions anymore, and he cried. Tears flowed down a lot.