Chapter 31 Meng Po Soup 5

Now the standard for separating men and women is getting lower and lower: in the past, looking at the face, looking at the chest later, but now only by opening the underwear can we know. - Zhang Deshuai's quotation

Saturday, July 30, 2011

People are very strange animals, and this strangeness is exactly the feelings we like to talk about. For example, now, when watching the news on TV, I think how bad Wen Xiaoqiang is, his crimes are inexorable. He is an unforgiving super villain. He should use the most cruel punishment against him - JJ to death. But when Wen Xiaoqiang and I sat face to face like this, I felt that the anger at that time was very ethereal. Is it that our anger pushed Wen Xiaoqiang into the abyss of the death penalty, so are we also half an indirect instigators? It is difficult to say whether this is a public opinion-oriented group carnival or a vindictive pleasure.

In fact, there is no difference between human nature, so it is said that "heaven and earth are not benevolent, and everything is a ruminant dog; saints are not benevolent, and the people are ruminant dogs." The biggest difference is that we have added the identity aperture of the Great Wall around this essence.

Now, when Wen Xiaoqiang removed the director's aperture, there was only an old man in front of me and an old man about to be reincarnated. Thinking of this, the anger and hatred in my heart disappeared without a trace.

I sat opposite Wen Xiaoqiang cross-legged. Across the coffee table, I carefully looked at Wen Xiaoqiang. He no longer has the majesty of his past. Several white hairs came out of the black head mischievously, and a white chubby face showed that he was usually well maintained. Wen Xiaoqiang saw me looking at him, gently put the newspaper on the coffee table and looked back. He asked me, "Are you here to be reincarnated?" Anyway, this is the opening remarks here. You can't ask if the Shanghai index has grown up now. In case you meet someone who just jumped off a building because of stocks, you must be beaten to death.

"No, I'm here to see him off." After saying that, I pointed to the sloppy.

This answer made Wen Xiaoqiang a little stunned. He was stunned, and his eyes couldn't help staying on my face for a few more seconds. However, he stayed for a few more seconds, and the expression on his face remained unchanged, still maintaining the calm calmness. Wen Xiaoqiang said softly, "What a young and powerful man." This time, he seemed to be talking to himself and praising me.

"Hello, Bureau of Literature, I don't care about it." He stood on the edge of Wen Xiaoqiang, bent down, with a flattering smile on his face. He just has no tail. If there is, he must be shaking like an electric fan now.

"Don't care? Don't care?" Wen Xiaoqiang said. He fell into deep thought and searched carefully in his memory for the name. After a while, he still looked blankly at this face. It shows that he does not store the name in his memory.

"The Bureau of Literature, you are so old that you definitely don't remember me as a small director. You are the director of the city. I'm just the director of the next county. We are not in the same system. You are the political and legal system, and I am the education system. Don't take the time to explain.

I thought on the side that Wen Xiaoqiang talked too much about Li Wanji. There is one more word "reason", that is, "Chicken" Riwan. A man is like a key and a woman is like a lock. The key wants to try all the locks, but the successful man is trying to lock, and the unsuccessful man is trying to lock the lock in his heart. Thinking of this, I couldn't help laughing out loud.

This sudden smile attracted Wen Xiaoqiang and indifferent eyes to me. Wen Xiaoqiang asked me, "What did you laugh just now? Tell me about it?"

I straightened my skirt and sat on the sofa. He said to Wen Xiaoqiang, "I know you!"

"Ha ha, almost all Chinese people know me now. This time, my popularity is very high. Although Wen Xiaoqiang had a smile in his eyes, that smile was a bitter smile.

"That's not what I mean. I mean, I'm from Beiqiu City."

"Oh." Wen Xiaoqiang nodded and his face calmed down.

I also watched the news on the day of your trial. I also ran to the street to set off firecrackers, but not to celebrate because of judging you. Instead, I bought firecrackers during the Spring Festival, and the city did not allow them to release them, so I stayed there. That day, I heard a lot of people releasing it, thinking that it would be damp if it was not released, so I took it out and released it.

"Ha ha," Wen Xiaoqiang heard this and laughed. "I didn't expect your little brother to be very funny." However, after he finished speaking, there was a little sadness on his face.

"Actually, I don't hate you now. I still think you are a little pitiful now. I said to Wen Xiaoqiang. I can't tell whether it's because he didn't end well or because he is an old man.

Wen Xiaoqiang took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, took out the root, and put it in his mouth. Don't mind hurrying to give him some points. Wen Xiaoqiang spit out a long smoke, and then he remembered something. He took the cigarette out of his pocket, handed it to him, and threw it at me and the sloppy root respectively. He took it with both hands in fear. I touched my pocket without fire and gave him a wink. I wanted him to throw the fire over me. Unexpectedly, Wen Xiaoqiang took out a fire extinguisher from his pocket and threw it at me. I picked up the fire engine and saw "S.T. Dupont" written on it. I don't know this trademark at all. Anyway, it seems to be much more advanced than the 50 cent lighter I bought. Next time I meet Kong Ergou, I will also brag about him. We have also used a good brand of fire extinguishers to light cigarettes, and let him dare to boast to me that he has used dozens of yuan to light cigarettes. I lit the cigarette with satisfaction and blew a long smoke, but it seemed that it was not as long as Wen Xiaoqiang, which made me feel no sense of accomplishment.

"Why do you think I'm pitiful? Is it because I'm old or because I was sentenced to death? Wen Xiaoqiang asked me calmly, as if he were asking something that had nothing to do with him. It seems that officials have the ability to figure out a person's heart.

"I don't know why, but I feel sorry for you." I don't know how to explain it, so I changed the topic, "Why were you sentenced to death?"

"Because the political (harmony) struggle failed."

"Political (harmonious) struggle?" Wen Xiaoqiang's words reminded me of the explosive head, the white old man guarding a bucket of candlelight in the hut. He is also the product of the failure of the political (harmonious) struggle.

"Because I'm in the wrong line. The result of standing in the wrong team is failure, and failure will of course be punished. And my punishment is to take the blame."

"'A loyal hymn'." Suddenly, I remembered this sentence, the Shaxian snack owner with a vicissitudes of life, and the delicious plate of chicken.

"What?" Wen Xiaoqiang looked at me doubtfully. He didn't understand why I suddenly said this sentence, why I said this sentence, and what this sentence meant.

"Nothing, nothing." I said quickly, "That is to say, in fact, you don't need to die, but you have to die." What kind of logic is this?

"You can also say that." After saying that, Wen Xiaoqiang spit out a smoke ring. The smoke circle is very round, just like a circle. There are a lot in this circle.

But you are a corrupt official, a big corrupt official. Should corrupt officials be killed? Although I say so, I can feel the lack of confidence in my tone.

When Wen Xiaoqiang heard my words, two thick smoke suddenly spewed out of his nose. He was choked by smoke and coughed violently. Don't care about knocking him on the back. After knocking for a while, Wen Xiaoqiang stopped coughing, but his face turned red. Wen Xiaoqiang stared into my eyes and asked me, "Should all corrupt officials be killed?"

"Well, look at Qin Hui, look at Yan Song, look at He Shen..." I pulled my finger and began to count the famous corrupt officials in history.

"Then let's see if Lin Zexu should be killed?" Wen Xiaoqiang followed my words and asked me.

"He is a national hero. How can a national hero be killed?" I said with a little indignation.

"Lin Zexu was also greedy. When he was the governor of Shaanxi, he received the 'rules' of filial piety from Zhang Jixin, the governor of Shaanxi Province." Wen Xiaoqiang said calmly.

"What?" I can't believe what Wen Xiaoqiang said, because Lin Zexu has always been a big hero in my mind. The big hero should be a "high collection" and should have no flaws at all. He should be ordinary and does not eat fireworks in the world. Wen Xiaoqiang's words made me feel that Lin Zexu suddenly came down from the throne of the hero and became the same as Sa. He took the bus to issue an invoice, and the office did not take economy class, and he had to take the first class.

"People can't help themselves in officialdom. It is said that 'the door is as deep as the sea', but in fact, the officialdom is not like this. If you don't believe it, ask him." After saying that, Wen Xiaoqiang pointed to the fact that he stood next to him. Sa didn't care about it and nodded in a hurry.

After saying this, Wen Xiaoqiang said endlessly, "In fact, everyone who has just entered the official career has a heart to serve the country and the people and serve the people. I was not the same at the beginning, working conscientiously, but when you really use some power, all kinds of ** will come. By the way, do you have children?" Finally, Wen Xiaoqiang asked me.

I shook my head. I don't even have a girlfriend, and I don't talk about children. These days, you don't have those three 180s, and even the ** words you take out are soft.

"Have you seen a doctor in the hospital?"

I nodded at this.

"Let's give an example. The doctor's responsibility is to save lives and heal the wounded, which is his business. When someone was sick, it was normal to ask this doctor for an operation. It was a legitimate request, and the patient's family wanted to get a little care from the doctor, so they took out a red envelope to the doctor. This scene was seen by other patients' families. Other patients' families want you to give the doctor a red envelope. If I don't give it, will the doctor not operate? In fact, you have to move if you don't give it to the doctor, but the patient's family doesn't think so. So he also gave the doctor a red envelope. In this way, more patients' families will give red envelopes to doctors. Finally, everyone has to give red envelopes to doctors when they operate, and raise this to the height of the rules. The doctor didn't want to accept it at first, but when he slowly got used to it, he thought it was his job. And what about the patient's family? It is also willing to send. This is Zhou Yu beating Huang Gai, one willing to fight and the other willing to suffer. When this matter became a phenomenon, there was no need for the patient's family to give red envelopes to the doctor, and the more terrible patient's family gave it to them, but they said in their hearts that the doctor was corrupt. So, did the patient's family cause corruption to the doctor at the beginning, or did the doctor cause corruption to the doctor at the beginning? Wen Xiaoqiang said so much that he picked up the teacup on the coffee table and took a sip of tea, staring at me.

I looked at Wen Xiaoqiang blankly. Yes, we pushed the doctor to the height of corruption and in turn scold the doctor for corruption. Is this our fault or the doctor's fault?

Wen Xiaoqiang moistened his throat and began to say, "This is caused by the wisdom of the Chinese people, an idea of quick success and quick profit. We even dare to bribe. What else are we afraid to do?

At this time, I heard the door ring, and a guy shouted at the door, "The car is coming. Please come out and get in the car."

Wen Xiaoqiang pressed his cigarette buttocks in the ashtray. I saw a green smoke staggering up from the ashtray and twisting his body restlessly in the air. Finally, it disappeared.

(When writing these chapters, I was in a heavy mood, so there was not much funny content. Because I thought of a lot of problems. Why did Zhu Yuanzhang use the "scarecrow" warning method to kill corrupt officials, but corrupt officials are "inexhaustible, and the spring breeze blows again"? Why can't Premier Zhu's bold words come true in the end? What is the crux of this chronic disease of corrupt officials? Is it the system, the thought, or the human heart? Yan Song was not a corrupt official at first, but in the end, he left a reputation for thousands of years in Hanqing. What made him change? The last hope is that such an idea must not be invited to drink tea. I'm so scared.)