Chapter 3 Trouble Comes to the Door
My name is Simon Hanlin, and nine times out of ten my life is unsatisfactory, I always comfort myself so much. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
In the winter of 1997, I was honorably discharged from a certain unit in Tibet and returned to my hometown where I was born and raised with more than 1,000 yuan in my discharge fee, intending to fight hard to create a world of my own in the tide of the new century.
However, the world is unpredictable, I am handy in the army and then return to the society after three years, but there is always a little out of place, work is not going well, business failure, this is naturally due to my lazy personality, but I still have another feeling in my heart, as if I am separated from this society by a transparent net, no matter how hard I try, I can not fully integrate into it, so that the greater the strength, the more the body and mind are fragmented by the net.
Later, I finally accepted my fate, didn't I just be unlucky in everything? If you don't play, you can't do it! I went home to farm, scavenged from the soil, and lived my life in peace.
In the winter of the millennium, I returned to my hometown again at the age of twenty-one, full of grief and indignation, and then I met the fat man.
The fat man's surname is Liu, his name is Yu, I heard that this name still has some origins, and it is said that it was given by a certain big man. Anyway, I don't know what big people we've been here in the poor countryside, and the fat man never cares, and he has been working as a child.
When I was sixteen, he followed my father to the Northeast, and I joined the army two years later, so there has been no contact.
I didn't expect to meet him in my hometown anyway, and the fat man was also very excited, pulling me to drink wine for a few days, and telling each other about the situation in recent years, and hearing that I was going to take root in the countryside, the fat man slapped his thigh and saw the same thing as the hero. It turned out that he learned the skill of fish farming from the Northeast, and this time he returned to his hometown to contract a pond for aquatic products, and he was worried that there was no manpower to help.
To be honest, I was a little hesitant, not that I was not willing to help the fat man, because I always felt that my life was a bit mysterious, and I was convinced that I was born unlucky, and I didn't help the fat man turn around and drown in his fish pond when the time came, so how sad he should be when he sat in a small boat to fish for my body. I used the strength of the wine to say my thoughts, and the fat man dispelled my concerns with only four words, and he said, "Get out of your uncle!" β
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Half a month later, the fishing ground of Fat Man and I was officially opened, and we covered a piece of water area of dozens of acres in the ancient road of the Yellow River, purchased fish fry, pulled the net and pulled the rope, and claimed to be the Yellow River carp breeding base.
Saying that the fat man's skills are really good, the fish food he configured, the flute is to feed the first batch of fish fry fast and good, and the scene of the waves churning in the fish pond is getting better and better, and at that moment I really have the idea of making the fishing ground bigger and stronger.
But there is an old saying: born with a tortuous life, how can there be a time to be idle? Just when the fat man and I were full of longing, an unfriendly thing came to the door.
It was an August afternoon, and the fat man was mending the boat, and I was preparing a barbecue grill on the shore for a riverside BBQ.
Suddenly, a black Hummer came galloping from a distance, and stopped steadily on the small dock of me and the fat man in the dust, first jumping out of a few green-skinned young people, and then getting out of the car was a beautiful woman in skinny jeans and wearing a camouflage sun hat.
"Who is Simon Hanlin?"
The beautiful woman asked as soon as she got out of the car, and her tone was simply cold.
Since I am now opening the door to do business, then the person who comes is the guest, although this girl's tone is a little hard, but we can't be rude. I put down the grill, wiped my hands, walked over, and said with a smile, "I am, what fish are you going to buy?" Our Yellow River carp is famous far and wide, and it is definitely a signboardβ"
"Don't buy fish."
Before I could finish my sentence, I was interrupted, and the woman in the camouflage hat was very strong, and her well-groomed face showed no expression, and she continued: "Since you are, I need to ask you something. β
I said in my heart that your attitude is not like asking things more like looking for things, changing my temper half a year ago, I turned around and left, but now that I have erected a signboard, I have to pay attention to being kind and making money. "Okay, what do you say?" I'm patient.
The woman in the camouflage hat looked at me and said, "Is this a place to talk?" You go find a quiet place first. β
I was directly by her, I've really seen a horizontal and I've never seen such a horizontal one, where will I find you a quiet place, are you the queen mother? I was angry in my heart, and my tone became cold, and I said to the woman: "I think this place is quite quiet, there are trees, water and fish, if there is really something, you can say it quickly, otherwise my charcoal fire is still burning." β
Sensing that my tone was not good, the woman's pretty face immediately froze, and a few green skins behind her were ready to move. At this time, the fat man jumped over: "What's the matter? Got out of here? As he spoke, he picked up a harpoon, he had stayed in the Northeast, and the taste of a big stubble was quite authentic.
The woman stopped the green skin behind her, pushed her sunglasses and thought about it, and said, "Okay, let me ask you, is Ximen Chang your uncle?" When did he die? How did he die? Where is it buried? β
The woman's speech was very fast, like a cannon, I nodded, and said to the fat man: "Didn't you have a headache a while ago to buy a cannon to celebrate the opening of the business?" I knew that there was no need to be so troublesome, so I found a woman like this and stood in front of the door, without needing to light it, the smell of gunpowder rushed straight away! It's better than any artillery battle. β
The fat man grinned and said, "You're just talking nonsense, such a watery woman standing in front of the door?" You deserve to be unable to find a daughter-in-law. β
The woman's face was blue and white when we talked about it, and she was so angry that she stood upside down, and waved her hand suddenly, looking like she was going to fight. Can I get used to her? Immediately picked up the barbecue fork and opened the posture, not I blow, with the body shape of a fat man, my skills, really fight in front of these three or five green-skinned miscellaneous children, we really don't pay attention to it.
Who knew that when they arrived at this stall, the beautiful woman's raised hand was gently put down, and the wind lightly said to the green skin behind her, you get in the car, and smiled at me, saying: "I was offended just now, please forgive me." β
Hey? I looked at the fat man puzzled, and thought to myself, what kind of way is this? Soldiers before salutes? Look at her demeanor, if I insist on it, I can still enjoy the beauty plan.
"Introduce yourself formally." The woman put her hand into her breasts and took out a business card that was still warm, "My name is Su Ling, special assistant of Daewoo Development Group, and it is not me who is looking for Mr. Simon, it is him." He pointed behind me.
I looked at it and saw two or three hundred meters away, there was a figure who could not distinguish between a man and a woman, and it seemed that he was looking at this place through a telescope.
The fat man also saw the figure, but it didn't prevent him from immediately taking the business card from Su Ling's hand to put it away and feel his body temperature, and said in his mouth: "What Daewoo Development Group, big spy development group, playing voyeurism from so far away, what does he mean?" β
Su Ling smiled lightly and said, "Our boss has always acted wildly, and he doesn't dare to figure it out as a subordinate, Mr. Simon, and this fat gentleman, good luck to both of you." With that, he turned to get into the car, and the Hummer roared away with a smoke.
"This stupid ......," the fat man spouted. I ignore the fat man, my mind is all over the figure in the distance, no one likes the feeling of being peeped at, but many rich people still like to play like this, I really don't know how to respect people at all!
"Come on fatty." I beckoned: "Let's grill fish, grill fish, drink and drink, buddy doesn't want to see these tricks in my heart." β
The fat man nodded thoughtfully, and the two of us were busy around the barbecue grill, cumin pepper charcoal fire, and after a while, the smell of fish overflowed, and with the peanut edamame that had been made before, the leisurely life could not be more comfortable.
There was a rustle of footsteps, and just as the fat man and I were about to feast on the grilled fish, a young man leaned over slowly. Dressed in a well-cut black tunic, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a slightly thin face, and a talent, it should be Su Ling's boss, I didn't expect it to be so young.
"Let's get involved." The young man raised his hand, and I realized that he was also carrying a bottle of Moutai.
The fat man squinted and said, "We're not familiar!" β
The young man smiled and said, "Just cook the fish." β
The fat man didn't talk nonsense, he reached out to touch the harpoon, I saw this and hurriedly stretched out my hand to stop it, and said to the young man: "Join the gang, as long as you don't check the household registration again." β
The young man just smiled and didn't speak, walked over and sat down, and took out three transparent glasses like a trick, unscrewed the Moutai wine and poured it full, one glass for each of the three of them, and said, "I apologize to the two of you for Miss Su's recklessness." With that, he picked up his glass and drank it down.
Drinking alcohol is never a matter for Shandong people, I gave the fat man a look, signaled a little restless, and then also drank a little wine in the cup, to be honest, I don't like to drink Moutai, the taste of the koji is too big, not strong enough.
I said, "I can't apologize, there was no conflict in the first place, but let me be more straightforward, there doesn't seem to be much intersection between us." Brother, you BMW Xiangche, our brothers are boating and fishing, let's not be next to each other. β
The young man nodded and said, "Mr. Simon is right, you and I have met for the first time, and we have nothing to do with it before. However, there are still some intersections between the elders of your and my families. β
As he spoke, the young man took out an old yellowed photograph and pressed it on the table.
"It was taken in 1972 by a photographer who went to Tibet to collect style at the request of a tavern owner, and although nearly 30 years have passed, the scene in the photograph is still clearly recognizable."
I picked up the photograph and found that it was just a photocopy, and it did look like it was taken in a tavern at that time, and the protagonist was a smiling family of three, all in Tibetan costumes, and the photographer was very skilled. But the question is, what does this have to do with me? The family of three in the photo was very strange to me.
I gestured to the young man to ask what he meant, and he tore a fish, put it in his mouth and chewed it, saying, "Look at the people in the background." β
People in the background? The family of three in the photo is standing at the counter of the tavern, and behind them are many drinkers drinking and eating.
I actually saw myself drinking in the photo.
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Why don't you even have a collection......