The reporter was just about to go up for an interview, and Cui's father walked up to Mr. Cui quickly, his eyes widened: "Why are you back again?" ”

Mr. Cui was obviously afraid of his father, so he hurriedly said that I was going home to pick up something, and by the way, I was interviewed by the TV station. Father Cui looked at the reporter and said angrily: "What does an old man have to interview." Still think the old Cui family is not ashamed enough? ”

The reporter asked, "Did you just come back from work?" ”

Cui's father snorted: "What is off work, carrying cement and sand at the construction site is also considered to be work?" Let's do odd jobs. The reporter asked about Mr. Cui's painting again, and Cui's father was full of anger: "This is a loser, and he hasn't eaten enough after gnawing for half his life!" The reporter asked them if they had a pension, and Cui's father said: "The two of us have a pension of more than 2,000 per month in Kazuo, and we have enough to live, but the money is all on buying paints for this loser." I have to buy imported ones, which are very expensive, and I don't feel the feeling of painting domestic paints. I can paint ten paintings a day and hold him back for three months? "Dead in the pit.

"That's called art, you know? Just know to scold me! Mr. Choi retorted. Some of the onlookers in the alley began to laugh and point at Mr. Cui. Father Cui said angrily: "What kind of bullshit art, if you draw a potato, you insist that it is an apple, and what is safe, you have to stick the door and fill it with steel." It's not ugly either. I'm going to tear it off. Your mother won't let you say anything, saying that she is afraid of breaking your heart, why are you not afraid of your parents being sad? When others talk about their sons, even if they are not rich and rich, they have a family and a business, but what do you have? ”

Mr. Cui shouted loudly without showing weakness: "I have a dream. I'm talented, do you? You definitely don't, that's why you're only carrying sand on the construction site! ”

Cui's father was very angry: "I, what am I carrying sand for?" I have a pension, do I have to come to Shenyang to carry sand? How much paint did I buy you with the money I paid for the sand? Do you have a conscience? The onlookers also talked about it, all saying that Mr. Cui was wrong.

"Shouldn't a father buy something for his son? What is there to say? Mr. Cui pursed his lips. Cui's father trembled and pointed at Mr. Cui speechless. I saw Fang Gang standing beside me, his eyes seemed to be on fire, panting like a cow, I knew that it was not good, Mr. Cui said one more thing, Fang Gang had to do it.

Cui's mother hurriedly went up to stop it, and these shots were recorded by the cameraman. Cui's mother begged the reporter not to broadcast these scenes, and the female reporter was so angry that her face turned red. It took a long time to calm down: "Auntie, what should be broadcast and what should not be broadcast, the station will arrange it." ”

At the end of the interview, the two put away the microphone and the machine and walked towards the entrance of the alley. Cui's mother was just about to pull her son into the house. was dragged away by Cui's father: "Get out, this is not your home." Cui's mother pleaded, and Mr. Cui angrily walked a few steps to stop the reporter: "Comrade reporter, do you know a lawyer, help me find one, and then teach me how to go to the court to file a complaint, I'm fed up!" ”

The female reporter was puzzled: "What are you looking for a lawyer for?" Sue whom? ”

Mr. Cui said angrily: "Sue my dad, accuse him of not fulfilling his obligations as a parent, and not even raising his own son!" The onlookers laughed. The female reporter didn't come back to her senses for a while, and the cameraman urged her to leave quickly, don't talk to this kind of psychopath.

The two walked towards the entrance of the alley, and Cui's father was so angry that he couldn't speak, and then said, "I, I'll kill you!" "I was also bruised, and I wanted to scold Mr. Cui when I walked over, but Fang Gang had already grabbed the front of me, went up and kicked Mr. Cui's buttocks, kicking him so that he lay in the soil for a long time before he got up, and his face was broken. Cui's mother hurriedly ran over, pulled her son up, and looked at Fang Gang angrily.

"Y-What are you doing?" Mr. Choi was angry and afraid.

I glared at Mr. Cui and pointed at Fang Gang: "He is a lawyer, teach you how to be a person first!" ”

Cui's father ran up and said angrily, "Why are you beating my son?" ”

Fang Gang sneered a few times: "Didn't you just say that you were going to kill him?" I'll help you. ”

Cui's father said: "I, I'm talking, can I really fight?" What are you doing to beat people casually? He looked at Fang Gang with a fierce face, tattoos on his body, and gold chains and Buddhist cards, and he was a little unconfident in speaking. As soon as I looked at this situation, I knew that the kitchen knife couldn't cut my own handle, and Cui's father was angry again, after all, he was his own son, at most he was scolding, and if he wanted to say that he was really beaten, he still couldn't do it.

The female reporter and the cameraman were just about to turn the corner of the alley when they heard the quarrel behind them, looked back, and hurriedly returned to ask the onlookers how they knew. Someone pointed at Fang Gang and said that he had just kicked Xiao Cui down and was going to beat him. The female reporter was so remorseful that she slapped her thigh, and immediately asked the cameraman to turn on the machine and carry it to continue recording. She walked in front of Fang Gang with a smile on her face: "This gentleman, can you kick it again?" We want to record you and broadcast it tonight! ”

"Do you think it's a martial arts movie, let me kick it a few times? I'm not in the mood now! Fang Gang rolled his eyes.

The female reporter and the cameraman both showed helpless expressions, I walked over to help Mr. Cui up, patted the soil on his body, and then brought him to Cui's father and told him: "Apologize to your father, say sorry, hurry up." ”

Mr. Cui covered the choked place on his face and asked, "What?" ”

I glared: "Say sorry to your dad!" ”

"Why, why?" Mr. Choi is still pretending to be tough. Fang Gang walked over with a black face, and Mr. Cui hurriedly said to his father, "Dad, I was wrong, I'm sorry for you." Cui's father was stunned, as if this son had never said this to himself. Mr. Cui pushed aside the crowd and left, no matter how Cui's mother called behind, he didn't come back.

Looking at Cui's father who was covered in dust, and Cui's mother, who was slightly hunchbacked, I opened my purse and was about to take out the money, but Fang Gang stopped me and glared at me again, so I had to give up.

As soon as He Fang came out of the alley, he saw the female reporter and cameraman standing at the intersection on the side of the road, still recording, and several people stopped to watch. The female reporter said: "I didn't expect Mr. Cui to have fallen into such a person who has no correct outlook on life and right and wrong, which is really sad." It's just that I don't know how many years his elderly parents can still work, and whether they will be able to see their son develop in their lifetime. I suddenly hope that this Mr. Cui can really make a splash in the near future, at least there will be two hard-working parents in this world. ”

Sitting in the taxi, I complained about why Fang Gang stopped me from paying Mr. Cui's father, Fang Gang snorted: "What's the use of giving it to him?" This money must still be spent on that famous painter in the end, you might as well give it directly to the painter! ”

I thought about it too, and suddenly Fang Gang said, "Oh, my album!" I laughed and said that it was not your album, but Mr. Cui's, and he had already picked it up just now. Fang Gang regretted it and said what he would do when he was bored or angry in Thailand in the future.

I couldn't laugh at Fang Gang's thoughts at all. This Mr. Cui is even more hopeless than the Wang Fei I met at the beginning, Wang Fei's family is in the countryside, farming and vegetables, at least the cost of living is low. In order to accommodate their son's dream of being a painter, Mr. Cui's parents came all the way from Kazuo to Shenyang, rented a shantytown with the worst environment, and had to go out to do hard labor in their sixties, and even food and clothing became a problem, what is this for? Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, Mr. Cui used his dream of fame, which can almost never be realized, not only to anesthetize himself, but also to anesthetize his family.

Halfway to a big hotel downstairs travel agency booked a ticket back to Thailand, and then asked the art club brother to help me print a piece of cardboard, written "the owner back to the Thai temple to ask for a card, the return is undecided, if there is something to call or add QQ contact" words, there is a lanyard at the top, hang on the inside of the glass door of the Buddha shop, and then lock the store door, so that people can see clearly when they pass by. I gave the key to the Buddha shop to my sister, in case someone asked for the goods temporarily, as long as it was in the Buddha shop, I asked her to go to the Buddha store to deliver the goods on my behalf, which could save money for international express delivery.

The next afternoon, Fang Gang and I flew back to Bangkok together. In Pattaya, I yelled at KTV with Fang Gang, got drunk at the bar, and played for two days before I returned to my cousin's house. Internet access to the Internet until more than two o'clock in the morning, I was sleepy, just after taking a shower and lying down, the mobile phone QQ rang. I wonder who else is talking to me so late. When I opened the software, I saw that it was a woman's QQ number and added me, and asked, "I know that you are asleep, so leave a message first." I saw your advertisement on the forum, I don't know if you have a branch in Zhengzhou or Henan, I want to go to your Buddhist brand store to see for myself. ”