America 1982

The next morning, with a pair of dark circles under his eyes and feeling a little distracted, Jeff sent his three children to school as usual. The children had just gotten out of the car and ran into the campus. Before Jeff could start the car, they were Parents of more than seventy children were surrounded. It seemed that these parents knew how to help Jeff preserve his dignity and did not yell at Jeff in front of their three children.

"Are you sure you will save me, boss?" Martin looked at the angry-looking parents who were rushing towards Jeff, and nervously asked Tommy, who came to school separately from him.

Tommy frowned slightly when he saw more than a hundred people gathered in the school parking lot: "The situation is a bit beyond my expectation..."

"What? What's unexpected? I... can I be saved if I run away now?" Martin heard Tommy's words and nervously observed the environment of the nearby streets, and asked repeatedly: "Didn't you tell me, then The letter was just a vulgar joke? But now it looks like those people are going to tear Jeff into pieces? And you are planning to let me replace Jeff."

Tommy said: "Sending a Trojan is not worth having all the parents come to the school to question Jeff. Either the mother or the father can come alone. Why is it that most of the fathers come here, but there are not too many women? Or? Are both parents present? Let’s go and see why in many families both parents are present. These days, a Trojan is not worth making such a fuss about.”

"Jeff, what have you done to the children?" In the parking lot, a middle-aged man wearing fruit factory overalls squeezed in front of Jeff and said to him seriously: "What have you done? Possessed?"

Jeff tried to look very serious in the crowd and explained: "As usual, I told them the story of the Garden of Eden and gave them the candies and cookies I bought, that's all."

"That's all?" The big man scratched his head, looked at Jeff, and then looked at the other parents: "What do you think? My son went back and gave my wife an envelope, saying that it was given to him by a black man and that Jeff asked him to deliver it. It was for his mother. After his mother opened it, in addition to a letter, there was another... Shit~ and another..."

"Are there any Trojan brand finger gel condoms for women?" another parent asked.

The big man nodded: "Yes, you too..."

The other party nodded, and looked at the other parents, who all took out the envelope with a sullen expression. It was obvious that everyone had received the gift.

Under everyone's gaze, Jeff explained with a blushing face: "This is not mine. I don't even know there is this letter. What is written in the letter?"

"The letter says that you advise us, your favorite neighbors, to reduce the number of children we have and give welfare to Cubans and black people." A parent threw the envelope to Jeff and said angrily:

"One more question. To reduce fertility, you should send condoms instead of female finger condoms. Are you mocking my wife for only using her fingers, or are you mocking my length?"

"You want us to become extinct, and you still expect us to vote for you?" Another bearded parent pointed at Jeff and roared loudly:

"Go to hell, Jeff! I'm going to report you for bribing voters! You also gave the wrong fucking gifts and seriously hurt the voters' self-esteem!"

Tommy, who was outside the crowd, heard the finger cuffs and realized why the fathers of those children would rather be late for work and come here to question Jeff.

"Didn't I fucking ask you to buy a hundred Torjan condoms? Why did they become female finger condoms?" Tommy asked Martin in a low voice.

Martin observed the white parents who wanted to take off their pants on the spot to show Jeff their length, and swallowed: "You didn't give me any money, boss. When you steal something, you can't fully concentrate. I saw the brand Torjan." I quickly put it in my pocket, how could I have noticed that Florida puts women’s finger condoms in the most conspicuous position on the shelf!”

"You know how to anger white people." Tommy patted Martin on the shoulder: "As a black man, giving finger gloves to the wives of white people and mocking them is useless. In a place like Florida, where the folk customs are fierce, look. It works better than regular condoms, and I'll remind Jeff to buy you death insurance."

After speaking, Tommy looked at Page, who was holding a cigarette not far away. Page nodded slightly, indicating that he had called the police as instructed by Tommy.

"It's your turn, campaign manager," Tommy said to Martin.

"There must be a mistake. This is not my handwriting. I...I won't do this. I like children, otherwise I wouldn't serve as a volunteer school worker and take care of children in my spare time." Among the crowd, Jeff Still trying to defend.

Martin took a deep breath, jumped directly onto the roof of a car, pointed at Jeff and said: "Jeff, it doesn't matter, just admit it openly. Yes, it's a letter written by Jeff. That's it. I hope you can I understand Jeff, he wants to run for Congress, but the white people in this district are not interested in politics, so he needs to win the votes of Cubans and blacks to be successful."

"Who the hell are you, nigger!" A big white man turned his head and shouted at Martin: "And how do you know?"

"I am Jeff LaVine's campaign manager Marvin... I saw him handwriting those letters with my own eyes," Martin said seriously.

Jeff looked at Martin: "Martin, why are you here? Shouldn't you be sleeping at Zach's house?"

"Jeff, admit it, it's not a big deal, everyone will understand you." Martin still had a serious expression on his face, standing in the car, condescendingly advising Jeff who was surrounded by parents.

"Jeff found a nigger to be his campaign manager?" A white parent said suspiciously: "Even if he runs for election, shouldn't it be the two fools Zach and Allen who help him?"

Other white people nodded doubtfully, and one parent said, "My child said this letter was given to him by a black man."

"You actually hired a black man to help you campaign?" The bearded parent looked at Jeff: "Are you crazy? You will break the hearts of Zach and Alan!"

"No, it was Martin who came to me and offered to help me campaign, and also said he could help me win black votes. I didn't know he used this method. I swear to God, I really didn't know." Jeff said. explained.

At this time, a police car drove up with its lights flashing. Two policemen got out of the car. The old policeman in charge was still holding a cup of coffee in his hand. He looked at the white people in front of him in a relaxed tone: "What happened? Someone called." Saying that Jeff LaVine bribed voters and allegedly humiliated him..."

His originally relaxed tone suddenly became stern after he saw Martin standing on the roof of the car. He was still holding coffee in his left hand and his right hand was already on the holster on his waist. He stared at Martin and shouted:

"You! Black man! Get off the roof of the car immediately! Lie down in front of the car! Now!"

Martin, who had been overlooking the crowd just now, saw the police shouting to stop. He immediately raised his hands high, jumped out of the car meekly, and lay down in front of the car obediently.

The police walked over and first checked whether there were any weapons hidden on Martin. After confirming again and again that there was not even a coin on him that could be suspected of throwing hurtful people, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked his companions who came over: "Who called the police just now?" Are you saying this black man is robbing?"

"The police call did not say that there was a robbery by a black man. It was that Jeff LaVine seemed to be involved in bribing voters and humiliating others." A young companion said next to him.

The old white policeman let go of Martin with a look of regret on his face: "Are you sure it's none of the black people's business?"

At this time, the parents finally came to their senses in the scene of the police arresting the black man. They looked at the other parents around them. Finally, one parent couldn't hold it in anymore and asked with an unhappy face: "Who just called the police to report Jay? My husband bribed voters, and you just said you were going to call the police to arrest Jeff, was that you?”

"How is that possible? I was just scaring him! After all, this bastard sent a finger cot in his letter. My wife used this thing to laugh at me for two hours last night." The bearded parent who was suspected immediately started to defend himself: "I'm just kidding. If I really wanted to believe that Jeff had done all this, I would not have waited until this morning and went to his house last night to personally teach him how to behave.”

The parents here were a little angry when they received the letter, but Jeff's good moral character over the years made everyone not believe that he would make such a bad joke on him, so they came to the school the next day to find out what happened. What happened? As for calling the police, it is even more impossible. Jeff, the most reliable good guy in everyone's eyes, even if he does something wrong, everyone will give him a chance to correct it. What's more, he has always explained that he has never done this before. Everyone believed him.

"Jeff, someone called the police saying that you bribed voters and mentally assaulted others. Anyway, that's what the police call said, so did you bribe everyone in order to go to Washington to be a congressman and promote the great flat earth theory? Why not? Bribe me and I'll have a vote, damn it!" The old policeman walked up to Jeff, picked up the envelope in his hand, opened it slowly, and joked at the same time.

In the eyes of the old policeman, the least threatening person in this area may be the honest big man in front of him.

"Officer Fitz, I didn't." Jeff explained quietly beside him: "I didn't write this letter."

"Give me a finger cot? Are you going to give everyone a finger cot because of your damn election bribery? Are you mocking everyone because their clubs are not long enough to satisfy their wives?" After reading the letter, the policeman looked at the finger cots again and said with a smile. : "Fortunately, I didn't give it to me, otherwise my wife might actually use it in front of me. Since three years ago, my waist has not been able to support me doing strenuous exercise."

A group of parents burst into laughter.

"Okay, there's someone called...who is that?" The old policeman looked at his young rookie companion.

The companion said with certainty: "Martin, the caller's name is Martin."

"Yes, a man named Martin called the police and accused you of bribing voters and insulting others. This is a very serious accusation. You have to go to the police station with us. If the explanation is not clear, you will have to fight with your short campaign career. Said..." The old policeman patted Jeff on the shoulder and was about to ask him to go back to the police station with him to make a record and accept the investigation.

"Hey, nigger, what did you say your name was?" A parent suddenly came to his senses and asked Martin.

Martin swallowed and looked at the people around him with unkind expressions: "Marvin, Marvin Hart."

"Didn't you always tell me that your name is Martin?" Jeff said at this time.

"He said he was Jeff's campaign manager, and our children also said that yesterday a black man gave them the envelope to take home, and asked the children to say that Jeff gave it to them personally." Another parent spoke loudly: "Maybe this black man is cheating on Jeff, he must have some conspiracy!"

"It sounds like your trouble is bigger than robbery, kid." The old policeman picked up his cup of coffee, took a big sip, and said to Martin: "Follow me back to the police station for investigation. And, Jeff, you too We want to go together."

Hearing that Jeff was also going to be taken away, the parents became excited: "Hey, Fitz, you can't take Jeff away. Jeff didn't bribe the vote! He didn't humiliate everyone. It was the black man who was doing it. Jeff is a good man. !”

"That's right, he was taken away, who will help us take care of the kids after school? No one else is as reliable as Jeff!"

"I guess, maybe someone is deliberately framing Jeff, maybe one of the other three black candidates active in this district, trying to get rid of his competitors in this way." Tommy looked like a He said lightly to the parent of a student next to him.

The parent of the student was stunned for a moment when he heard Tommy's words. Then he showed a look of realization and shouted forcefully: "That's right! This is a fucking conspiracy of the black candidates! They want to drive out Jeff, who is competing with them for votes!" If Jeff is taken away, their plot will succeed!"

"Fitz! Teach this guy named Martin a lesson! He must have been sent to frame Jeff! Don't let him succeed!"

The parents all realized at this time that Jeff had never been a good communicator. How could he suddenly write a letter to solicit votes and send such a disgusting gift as a finger cot?

Only a competitor would attack Jeff in such a disgusting way!

Some excited parents couldn't help but pounce on Martin and give the nigger who framed Jeff some pain! Fortunately, the old policeman protected Martin behind him and stopped the impulsive behavior of the parents: "Hey, hey, hey! Calm down! If there is a problem with this black man, I will find out and don't cause trouble."

"Everyone... please calm down... I mean, if someone wants me not to participate, I am willing to withdraw. I don't want to be... I don't want to be regarded as a bad person. If withdrawing can prove that I did not write a letter or send a finger cot to you. , I am willing to quit." Jeff blushed at this time and tried to raise his voice to express his attitude:

"Just let them get elected."

The parents immediately turned their attention from Martin back to Jeff, and some parents spoke angrily:

"What the hell are you talking about, Jeff? Why are you quitting? Why can't you run? You're being framed, you're a good guy, why can't good guys run?"

"That's right, you can't let the bastards who framed you get what they want. You have to run for office. Jeff, I support you! You have helped us take care of our children all these years. We all see what you have done!"

"If you back down now, Jeff, you will let us down even more! You have to give those bastards who sent finger gloves to my wife a hard blow on your behalf and on our behalf!"

More and more parents heard that Jeff was going to withdraw from the candidacy because of the slander, and they began to get angry. At this time, they all loudly encouraged Jeff who was at a loss.

"Hey! You can't be the guy who makes bad guys smile and make everything they want come true! Jeff Raven!" Tommy suddenly stood up at this time, separated from the crowd, walked up to Jeff, and shouted to him:

"Even when I heard it when I was passing by, I felt like you can't just give up. I work in a TV station. Look, our camera is over there! Everything that just happened was recorded. Maybe one day, it will appear on the TV! If If you quit, one day in the future, when you hear these words of encouragement from everyone on TV again, will you regret it? Don’t let yourself regret it, and don’t completely disappoint everyone who loves you! If you run for election, I am willing to You can do your best! Through my ability, I can let everyone know who is the righteous American who has been silently contributing to this area but was framed instead!"

Hearing that Tommy was working at the TV station and that a camera was currently recording, everyone turned their heads in the direction of the camera and found that there was indeed a cameraman recording not far away, and they suddenly became even more excited.

"That's right, Jeff! Listen to this young man! Even if it's not for yourself, for everyone in this area, you should stand up and continue to fight those bastards who framed you!"

"Jeff, this is a good opportunity. You can tell everyone the truth on TV. No one is forcing you to do anything. This is your counterattack. Don't let them think you are easy to bully!"

Jeff looked nervously at the people encouraging him: "I don't... I can't be elected anyway, and I don't have the money to advertise. No one even knows me except you in these three streets. I mean, I It’s impossible to be elected, so why not…”

"I'll donate my fucking money to you! I can't see those dirty politicians destroying real good people in this way! I'll donate a hundred yuan! This is all I have at the moment!" Tommy took out his wallet and took it out All the banknotes were put directly into Jeff's hands:

"My mother told me to do the right thing. I think the right thing to do at this moment is to support you, Jeff LaVine! Regardless of whether you are successfully elected or not, fight like a man. Don't be slandered, slandered, and framed by your opponents. Still suffer in silence and learn to speak up for yourself! Maybe you won’t be elected, but you can’t let others take away your right to run just because of the word “maybe not!”

"Because that's your God-given right as a freeman of Florida!"

After finishing speaking, Tommy turned around and looked at the parents: "Don't make a good man completely sad. I don't donate money to him for bullshit politics. Who the hell would a normal person care about dirty politics?"

"I just want to be more than ten years from now, when I may have a family of children. By then, there will still be good people like Jeff, and I can trust those good people, just like you trust Jeff now, and they are busy working. At that time, I left my child to him to take care of me with peace of mind, and listened to him tell my child that the world is beautiful, God loves everyone, and people trust each other and love each other, just like family members."

"Now, is there anyone willing to join me in supporting his candidacy?"

Today’s two updates are 5,000 words, without chapters~