C1 Farce

The foreword was also the introduction.

Year 2013, end of January.

As promised, I followed Stupid Brother to First Prison Shen Yang to pick up a person who had been squatting in the bitter kiln for six years.

This guy who was sentenced to a suspended death sentence, but who was sentenced to six years in prison for some special reason, is a cousin who brought me up to play with him. I called him second brother.

Second Brother was arrested in prison in 2007 when he was caught in the dark. At that time, I was still studying. This news only reached my ears when I went to pay my respects to Second Brother's family.

At that time, I only felt shocked, because in my memory, my second brother was a smart, capable, and decent Northeast Master.

I would never have guessed that my second brother had been sent to prison because of the underworld.

Before this, Second Brother and Stupid Brother had only told their families that they were working in the south to earn money.

Prison was a place to change people.

A person might be able to turn over a new leaf in it, or they might become even worse due to their resentment.

However, it was undeniable that people who came out of prison would have somewhat changed their personalities.

After being released from prison, my second brother was clearly different from what I remembered.

He used to be a man who liked to run trains with his mouth full. He always had a sense of humor when people didn't want to be funny, but after he got out of jail, he became a little less talkative.

Except when he was busy, he liked to sit in front of the old house in the village and stare blankly at the acre of wheat.

Northeast too cold, can only plant spring wheat.

Whenever the wheat ripened in July, I took the time to return home.

In the July of the year that my second brother was released from prison, I returned to my hometown in the northeast as usual.

At the door of the old house, I saw my second brother sitting on the threshold in a daze. When he saw me, he smiled and gestured for me to sit down.

"Since the wheat is already cooked, isn't second brother going to help?"

"I just finished my work. Sit down and rest for a while." Second Brother handed me a cigarette.

"Where's sister-in-law?" You brought the little guy out to play again? " I asked while chuckling.

Second Brother took a puff on his cigarette and laughed happily. "That bastard is on vacation after the exam. He was taken to the city by your sister-in-law this morning to play. He'll probably be back tonight."

Smelling the scent of wheat in the air, I stubbed out my cigarette and threw it to the side.

"Tomorrow, go to my brother's grave." Second brother suddenly said.

I nodded and said, Okay.

My family has a total of six siblings, and I am the sixth oldest, so they all love to call me Liu Er.

The second oldest is naturally the second eldest brother. The Stupid Brother is the third eldest and above us is the eldest brother. He is the blood brother of the second eldest brother and is also the elder brother that all of us brothers and sisters share.

In my memory, Big Brother has always been that Northeast grandpa who wore a military uniform and had a smile on his face.

Unfortunately, he died in 2007, a few days before his second brother was sent to prison. He was shot to death in the street by the armed police for resisting arrest.

Compared to second brother, the consequences of going the wrong way seemed to be more severe.

I remember when I was a kid, my brother said that his favorite month was July.

This was because at this time of year, the whole mountain was covered with the golden color of ripe wheat.

For a child like Big Brother who grew up in a village, this patch of golden yellow made him feel exceptionally happy.

And because I remembered what he said.

Whenever I went to his grave, I would break some ripe wheat from the field and place it on his grave.

It seemed to me that he would smile brightly at the familiar smell of the barley.

No matter how heartless he was when he was alive, in the end, he was forgiven by many and returned to his hometown, where he was buried under the loess.

His favorite month was July, and the day of his death was in the middle of July.

Maybe this was a joke from God, or perhaps it was a retribution.

At this point, I thought about it and decided to give the rest of the story a summary.

This story does not belong to me, and I am not the main character of the story.

There's only one reason for typing this story on the keyboard. I just want to see this story from someone who no longer has any thoughts of stepping into the underworld.

The underworld is not awesome or glorious. I can guarantee that the real underworld will only make people feel disgusted.

After all, it was an extremely dirty group. As the saying goes, 'Jiang Hu is hot-blooded.' I couldn't see even a hint of righteousness in them.

The heroic underworld in the novel did not exist, or the country would not have strictly forbidden the existence of the black forces.

The White Way was not as corrupt officials as some of the angry youths thought.

I'm just from an objective point of view, telling this story that's been going on for a long time.

Using a sentence that second brother had once said as the end of the preface.

"That dog-like martial arts world."

In the 1980s, it was the time to reform the spring winds that blew across the land and the foreign culture quickly flooded into China.

He remembered that time, the so-called gangs of gangs of gangs of gangs appeared like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. Perhaps this was also because of the high mountains, the emperor was far away.

Although the city was built along the coast, it was still far from where the country had strict jurisdiction. It was normal for officials and bandits to collude with each other in that era.

At that time, the rise of the underworld was different from the foreign culture. At least some of the foreign culture chose to accept them, but these gangs were not willing to accept them. They chose to be afraid of them.

Of course, that wasn't an absolute statement. Otherwise, there wouldn't have been so many people in the great gangs of that era.

"Rather than farming at home, I might as well take advantage of my youth to barge in."

Second brother's father often said that way, and second brother and Stupid Brother felt the same way.

As for why they chose that city that was not considered developed at the time, it was because they were duped by a few of their fellow villagers. In the village, they would often hear a few of their fellow villagers mumbling, saying that the city was filled with gold.

At that time, when Second Brother heard about it, he became excited, but after he asked about the details, he came up with an idea with Stupid Brother.

He would go there and see if there was anything he could do. If he could earn some money and return, it would be a great honor for him to return home.

Second Brother and Stupid Brother were both in the middle of 98, in the old city that they went to when they were just over twenty.

Carrying the most ordinary of dreams, Second Brother and Stupid Brother brought a large amount of travel fees, and it took them nearly ten days to travel from the northeast to a city that was at the intersection of the southwest and the sea.

Second brother's and Stupid Brother's work was also recommended by these few villagers. The salary was actually much higher than farming, but second brother was still very unsatisfied.

It wasn't because of how much the salary was, but because of the eyes of some people.

"There's dirt on my face?" Second Brother was sitting face to face with Stupid Brother in the noodle shop. He put down his chopsticks and could not help but look at the surrounding customers: "Why are they so far away from us?"

"I don't know." Stupid Brother shook his head. Then, he dipped the steamed bun in the broth in his hand and took a bite of the scallion in his hand.

In fact, they also didn't understand why most of the people in the city would look at them with their eyes filled with color. They didn't understand why they would always wear the clothes they wash when they go out, but there were still a lot of people who thought they were dirty when they went out.

Even when second brother was on the bus, casually getting close to someone, they would either step back or tell him to walk away.

The laborer and the country bumpkin seem to be despised by the city people a lot of the time, even in the year 98.

Because of this, second brother once wanted to switch jobs. He didn't want to continue working in the construction site. He wanted to change to a clean and decent job.

However, since he was unfamiliar with the place, he could only think about it, and was unable to put his thoughts into action.

It happened in early August of '98, and they couldn't remember the exact number.

That afternoon, around 4 PM, following the orders of the contractor, Stupid Brother and second brother were forcibly arranged to run errands, saying that they would help him buy some food and wine, but he was too lazy to move, so he just directly slept in the shed.

At the same time he received the mission, second brother almost instinctively raised his hand to slap the contractor leader, but he still didn't do anything. After all, the person was the one who paid him, so it wasn't good to annoy him.

What do you want him to do? As long as it is not too much, he will help you with whatever he can. If not, he will feel guilty for a while.

But second brother was different. He was the type of person who was honest and did not like to let others suffer losses. However, he himself would definitely not suffer any losses.

If you dare to let him suffer a loss, then his violent temper will really cause you to be like the sun rising from the west.

From the fact that he did not try to draw out the contractor, it was clear that second brother was much more mature than he had been in the village.

"F * ck, this fatty talks so much nonsense every day. He's really f * cking ordering us around."

"It really is annoying."

"He's always idle, not only does he not do anything, he even becomes a JB contractor. He really thinks of himself as a master." Second Brother spat on the ground, cursing and chatting with Stupid Brother who had a silly smile on his face: "This grandson's body must occupy the area of a husband and wife's tomb even after he's dead, he's truly wasting the country's resources."

"Bro, I didn't think that you were also so knowledgeable. You even know where the couple's grave is." Stupid Brother was surprised.

Second Brother glared at him. "Damn, you just don't know how to study. There are people in the village talking about resting. Why don't you listen to more with me?"

Stupid Brother was speechless.

Just as they entered the city, the commotion caused by a few people attracted their attention.

Observing is the traditional virtue of our Chinese children, second brother is also a Chinese who respects traditional customs, he never planned to let go of this point of excitement, bringing Stupid Brother into the crowd curiously.

"Hurry back with me!" What the hell is it to bring a child out after a fight?! "

"Sister-in-law, hurry up and follow big bro home, stop messing around!"

"That's right, auntie is already worried. We can talk about it when we get home. Don't cause trouble outside, it's so dangerous to bring a child with you."

Among the crowd, there were three middle-aged men in their forties who were trying their hardest to say the above. The middle-aged man in the shirt had an anxious expression on his face as if he was about to cry.

A woman around thirty years old was surrounded by the three of them. She had a child with her, and her appearance was not bad. She had the temperament of a lady from a noble family.

This kind of scene was probably a farce created when the two of them quarreled. The spectators all thought so, including the two men, Second Brother and Stupid Brother.

The crowd gradually dispersed. After all, there was nothing to look forward to in a family drama like this. It was more important to buy some food and cook while it wasn't time yet.

Of course, after everyone had left, there was only one reason why second brother and Stupid Brother had not left yet: they were free.

"I don't know you!" The woman held the child tightly and shouted in panic, "I'm going to call the police! Do you believe that I'll call the police right now! "

Hearing this, the man in the shirt, her "husband," frowned and reacted somewhat urgently.

"If you don't come back with me, return the child to me! "How are you going to raise a child with that little bit of salary!" He yelled and tried to pull the child out of the woman's hands, but the woman's strength was too great for him to bear, and he could not bear to have the child let go even when he cried.

"I don't know them! Which one of you is helping me call the police! "

The woman's tears immediately flowed out and she kept crying as she looked helplessly at the people around her. She wanted them to call the police, but none of the people around her heard her words.

"I'm sorry, it's just a small family conflict." A middle-aged man said to Second Brother and the others, because they were the only two people who were still watching.

"Oh." The Big Foolish Brother nodded.

"Go back, we must make this matter clear today! Or divorce! " The man in shirt bellowed. Instead of pulling the child, he grabbed the woman and dragged her towards the van on the street.

It was just a normal scene, a family farce.

Stupid Brother thought this, but in the next second he saw Second Brother who was squatting by the flower bed and smoking jump down, and then he said.

"I'll call the police for you guys. Let the police handle this." Second brother said with a smile.

"There's no need, man. It would be too embarrassing to bring this matter to the police station." The man in the shirt froze for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile. "You've all seen a joke."

With that, he raised his hand and viciously slapped the woman in the face.

"Come back with me!"

"I don't know them! Hurry and help me call the police! " The woman's cries became louder as she looked hopefully at the people coming and going around her.

The man in the shirt, who claimed to be a woman husband, frowned and raised his hand to slap himself again. However, he found that his raised hand was being held by someone else.

"Are you really her man?" Second Brother continued to smile and firmly held that person's wrist. No matter how hard that person tried, Second Brother's hand showed no signs of relaxing.

I think that man was also dumbfounded. I have tried to feel the sensation of second brother's hand holding onto someone, just like how he was accidentally pinched by a tiger.

Moreover, his second brother's palm was not much flesh to begin with. It was like a bone, and anyone who wanted to break free could tell him that it was impossible. It was like a person's intuition that could not beat a mechanical clamp.

"You're looking for trouble, aren't you?" The middle-aged man beside him pushed his second brother, pointing at his nose while cursing, "Don't be f * cking nosy here, mind your own business, or I'll cut off your leg!"

When the Stupid Brother heard this, he walked over and stood in front of second brother.

"Try it."