Zhu Quan specially asked the waiter of Tiandihe Hotel to find a large private room with eight seats that was elegantly furnished.

This is to make the space appear less urgent, which makes Wang Mai feel oppressive.

When ordering, Zhu Quan deliberately said: "Brother Wang, you have a lot of delicacies in Zhangye, including big steamed buns, glutinous ears, fried blood sausages... There are none here, but here are chicken rolls, do you want to..."

"No, my mother is from Lanzhou, and my taste is the same as my mother."

Wang Mai replied.

"Ahh Ahaha... Lanzhou people like to eat beef and mutton, and the most distinctive thing is to pull noodles, right? ”

Zhu Quan asked.

"That's right, Lanzhou ramen is a must, but you can't eat that taste outside."

A smile of remembrance appeared on Wang Mai's face.

When the waiter heard this, he answered: "There is beef and mutton, but... Sorry, but the ramen doesn't. ”

Zhu Quan said: "Are there dumplings?" Dumplings are OK too. ”

The waiter said; "Yes."

"That's it, give it to me... Not... This cumin lamb, braised beef, and... Not... This salted shrimp, treasure fish, and a green vegetable soup, plus a dumpling. Zhu Quan took the menu, rummaged through the six dishes in a row, and finally put the menu away proudly, and said, "Brother Wang, do you see these dishes?" ”

Wang Mai: ...

Zhu Quan: ...

There was an inexplicable silence in the room.

Zhu Quan muttered in his heart, not knowing what he had done wrong, so Wang Mai was silent and did not speak.

Big brother, you give an attitude!

Even if you don't speak, you have to give an expression at least!

I don't say a word... Do you think I'm ordering too much?

Waste of food?

Contrary to the "saving every grain of rice" that the state is now advocating?

Zhu Quan looked at Wang Mai, who was expressionless and silent on his face.

"Then I'll follow this, wait a minute, the dish will be served immediately!"

The waiter waited for two or three seconds, and when he saw that Wang Mai didn't speak, he directly defaulted to him.

Wang Mai finally had other expressions on Gujing Wubo's face at this time, and he was a little surprised, so he counted it again with his hand, "tsk" twice, and after thinking about it, he said, "These are all hard dishes..."

Hard dishes?!

Do you think the dishes are too much and too good?

However, don't all Chinese people have to be like this when they are treated?

It needs to be large and delicious!

Why does Wang Mai think this is abnormal?

Zhu Quan brainstormed.

Empathy, if I were Wang Mai, after 16 years of fugitive life, I didn't have much money on my body, and I was scared, in the face of such a gourmet feast, I would instinctively feel that it was "fake" and there were traps.

Right!

Wang Mai felt that there was a trap in this, so he said something like that in a weird tone!

After Zhu Quan empathized, he immediately reacted!

Wang Mai must feel that he can order food so generously, and he must not pay for it himself, which means that it is not a secret that the two meet.

Zhu Quan knew that if he forcibly explained, saying that he did not call the police and spent the money himself, it would be like covering his ears and stealing the bell in Wang Mai's eyes, which would be even more unbelievable.

Therefore, Zhu Quan could only pretend to be casual and picked up the wine list again, and while looking at it, he said:

"The wine here is so expensive! The cheapest ones cost 99 yuan a bottle. But this brand of wine is really good, Brother Wang, how about we want this wine? I'll have a drink with you. ”

Zhu Quan said this to express that he was also distressed about money, and he was able to eat and drink out of his own pocket like this because the people he ate with were very important.

Of course, in fact, Zhu Quan is indeed very distressed about money!

It's just that now Zhu Quan's bank card has more than 100,000 yuan, which just arrived yesterday, and he has a lot more confidence in using it.

This money is the channel fee of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" called by various audio apps.

After 28 points, the National Television People's Broadcasting Station, which got 80% of the money, shared the account with Zhu Quan 28 points.

Zhu Quan took 20%, and the rest and other post-production staff of the "Late Night Horror" program team also shared the money.

Wang Mai said with some emotion: "Little brother, I'm going to let you break the bill today." ”

Zhu Quan said with a smile: "This meal is a little brother, I should invite it." We never knew each other, and you risked your life to meet me, which is a trust in me, and I admire your courage. ”

The wine and food were served, the waiter opened the wine, Zhu Quan got up and poured a full glass for Wang Mai, and then poured a full glass for himself.

"Brother Wang, let's talk while drinking, shall we? You said last night that you had a lot to say to me, and if you have anything to say, don't hesitate to say it now. Come, drink one for our fate. ”

Zhu Quan gave full play to his host's ability to drink the wine glass.

Wang Mai saw that Zhu Quan was so refreshing, and he also drank a glass of wine.

Zhu Quan didn't ask much, just drank and ate vegetables, waiting for Wang Mai to say it himself.

Stimulated by alcohol, Wang Mai's mind jumped.

And this beginning shocked Zhu Quan again.

Wang Mai has been a fan of himself for many years, and he also knows everything about his behavior since he was in college.

During his college years, because he had to carry out practical activities every summer vacation, he conducted interviews on local TV stations in Northeast China in his freshman year and followed up on the "anti-gang" activities, and he was worried about his safety every day.

Later, when I was a sophomore, I saw myself on the news of Capital Satellite TV, and my junior year was even more amazing, participating in the "Host Competition" and "College Debate Competition".

In the end, because I went to the literary channel "Late Night Terror" of the National Television People's Radio, there was the possibility of dialogue.

That's how feelings connect with me!

Thinking of a murder/human fugitive who was silently paying attention to himself and studying his whereabouts, Zhu Quan couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Wang Mai said that he has seven siblings in his family, and he is the youngest and his mother's favorite.

Speaking of his mother, tears unconsciously swirled in the eyes of this vicissitudes of life.

Zhu Quan hurriedly sandwiched some vegetables for Wang Mai and asked Wang Mai to talk while eating.

But Wang Mai kept picking up his glass and drinking to himself, and the delicacies on the table didn't seem to attract him.

Wang Mai's voice was a little choked, and he said, "I have seen more or less the articles you wrote.

You write that the martyr's mother is sad for her son, and others will respect her;

After those underworld/social personnel were arrested, I also celebrated with a crown, and their mothers could only wash their faces with tears like my mother;

Moreover, my mother was sad for her son, but others only laughed at her more.

My mom is so pathetic. ”

Wang Mai said a lot, sighed, and drank another glass of wine.

From his words, Zhu Quan could feel that Wang Mai wanted to be a filial son.

It's just that this is too deep to know yourself!

And the article interviewing the martyrs was Zhu Quan's summer practice in his sophomore year.

The reported martyr is named Zhang Dalang, and he is the only martyr from Jinling in the Malipo Martyrs Cemetery on the Sino-Vietnamese border.

On June 19, 1984, when the Vietnamese army attacked the Lao Son radar position, he was a front-line commander at the age of 24.

On that day, when Zhang Dalang's radar detachment was attacked by the Vietnamese army, he was shot in 38 places, his abdomen exploded, and his stomach and intestines were exposed.

By the time he arrived at the ambulance station, he had lost so much blood that he had passed out.

Hearing that the doctor said that "Xiaojinling" needed a blood transfusion, the local people rushed to donate blood, but in the end they could not save him.

In this sneak attack, more than 30 people from the radar station were wounded, and four people died on the spot.

After Zhang Dalang's death, his family was financially difficult and could not afford to sweep his grave, and his tombstone became the loneliest one in the cemetery.

It wasn't until twenty-four years later that Zhu Quan found his elderly parents in Jinling according to the information on the tombstone.

The moment he opened the door, Zhu Quan almost burst into tears.

In the middle of the eight or nine square meters of hut in the old alley of Jinling, there is a big photo hanging on the wall, which is the posthumous photo on Zhang Dalang's tombstone.

With the help of Zhu Quan and other volunteers, Zhang Dalang's parents were able to go to the Sino-Vietnamese border to visit the grave, and Zhu Quan was fortunate to accompany him and take a photo of Zhang Dalang's parents to complete the report.

The next day, it was adopted by Guotv.

I guess I saw the report at that time!

Wang Mai kept drinking wine and didn't eat a single bite of food, as if he wanted to say all the words that he had accumulated in his heart for the past sixteen years.