With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

After sobering up, Xu Xiaojing slowly opened her eyes and saw a bunch of people in front of her. She was stunned for two seconds and suddenly sat up with her arms folded across her chest.

The melon-eaters were talking a lot. Several of them were holding cameras to take pictures of her. Two young women knelt down and asked softly.

"This classmate, what is your name?"

"Which school are you from and why do you sleep on the street?"

"Did you drink yesterday? Why are you so hungover on the street?"

All kinds of questions came one after another, and Xu Xiaojing burst into tears, and soon she cried heartbrokenly.

She didn't know why she was put in the dark room, let alone who put her in the dark room.

I only know that I ate chocolate produced in Japan and drank a whole bottle of grain wine.

"Comrades, please give way. Let's all disperse." Five or six police officers came out to maintain order.

Police station director David Jiang was the first police officer to discover Xu Xiaojing.

He was on duty at the police station last night. When he opened the door, he saw Xu Xiaojing lying at the door of the police station. He was so frightened that he almost jumped up.

Observing Xu Xiaojing's condition, he found that she was drunk and the ground was quite cold, so he went back to the dormitory to get a quilt to cover her.

At that time, Xu Xiaojing rolled over her student ID card and fell out of her pocket. David Jiang opened it and saw that it was a technical secondary school student from Sichuan and Chongqing.

Recently, students from all over the country came to Beijing and caused some conflicts with the locals.

"A Sichuan and Chongqing technical secondary school student is drunk on the streets?" David Jiang thought this was explosive news.

He also hated students from out of town, so he reported directly to the Public Security Bureau on the phone.

The leaders of the Public Security Bureau also hated students from out of town. After all, their arrival increased the pressure on public security in the capital, so the leaders came directly with newspaper reporters.

Two days later, Xue Ming took his wife to visit the Summer Palace and visited the Paiyun Palace, Wanshou Mountain, Kunming Lake and other scenic spots.

After taking a lot of photos, the couple finally rested in the Wanshou Mountain promenade, and Zhao Xue opened her backpack and ate meat buns.

Xue Ming was sitting on the promenade reading today's People's Daily. The title of the front-page editorial was: What is it like for students from Sichuan and Chongqing technical secondary schools to be hungover on the streets?

After reading the title, Xue Ming was immediately confused. The Sichuan-Chongqing technical secondary school student is Xu Xiaojing. This editorial uses euphemistic language to criticize her as a little drunkard who does not know how to love herself.

"This kind of thing can actually be on the front page of People's Daily? What news value does this have? If you post it to Moments, no one will like it, and if you post it to a forum post, it will be buried." Xue Ming thought to himself.

Put down the People's Daily and look at the Beijing Daily. As expected, the front page also has an editorial about Xu Xiaojing, but the newspaper's attitude towards the hangover incident is very different from the People's Daily.

Zhao Xue finished eating the buns and drank some water. She was bored and picked up the newspaper that her husband had put down.

First I saw the photo of Xu Xiaojing. She was sitting on the ground with tears in her eyes, her lower body covered with a quilt.

Zhao Xue felt that this face was familiar, and when she saw Xu Xiaojing's name, she felt even more familiar, and she quickly remembered who she was.

Three days ago, I had a conflict with Xu Xiaojing outside the train station, and then my husband quarreled with her again in Temple of Heaven Park.

"Hmph, you deserve to be embarrassed." Zhao Xue felt very happy, as the person who made her husband angry was punished.

After reading the editorial, I found that my husband was still reading the newspaper, so I approached my husband and read with him.

Xue Ming read the members of the Beijing Daily from cover to cover again, and none of them laughed out loud. This editorial actually made Xu Xiaojing a hero.

It was about Xu Xiaojing being sabotaged, taken away, locked up in a small dark room, and forced to eat three bags of Meiji brand chocolate imported from Japan. Xu Xiaojing would rather starve to death than eat it.

The saboteurs had another evil plan in mind. They forced Shen Xiaoli to drink a pound of liquor until she was unconscious, and then threw her at the door of the police station to deliberately discredit the patriotic students.

The Beijing Daily highly praised Xu Xiaojing's willingness to die rather than surrender, and strongly criticized the initiators of the incident, pointing the finger at certain government agencies.

"You are the saboteurs, and your whole family is saboteurs," Xue Mingxin said.

This article seems logical and self-consistent, but in fact it is so nonsense that even a three-year-old child would not believe it.

Originally, his impression of Xu Xiaojing was that of stupidity, but now his impression of Xu Xiaojing is that of bad. The stinky girl is indeed either stupid or bad.

"It turns out that political battles are also so simple and unpretentious."

"Husband?" Zhao Xue weakly pointed to the newspaper, which contained three bags of Meiji brand chocolate imported from Japan.

The couple also prepared three bags of Meiji chocolates for Xue Yuan. Later, the three bags of chocolates disappeared, leaving Zhao Xue puzzled.

"Oh? Do you suspect that I am the saboteur who imprisoned Xu Xiaojing?" Xue Ming teased in a serious tone.

"No, no, I swear I didn't!" Zhao Xue shook her head and waved her hands anxiously. Of course she would not doubt her husband.

The couple came to the capital together to play. Except for the 20 minutes when her husband sprained his foot and she went back to the Beijing Office to get some potion for bruises, the couple had been inseparable.

Zhao Xue didn't believe that her husband would commit the crime within twenty minutes, let alone that her husband would be as knowledgeable as a little girl.

"Honey, I really don't mean anything else, please don't be angry, okay?" Zhao Xue looked aggrieved.

"I was just kidding you. Let's go to Tongrentang to buy some tonics for grandpa." Xue Ming said with a smile.

Zhao Xue immediately smiled. The couple left the Summer Palace and prepared to take the bus to Tongrentang, waiting for the bus outside the Summer Palace.

Xue Ming saw an old man sitting under the wall of the courtyard next to him. His clothes were ragged, his face was like charcoal, and his eyes had severe cataracts. The pupils turned gray-white, and they looked less human and more like ghosts.

Zhao Xue took out the two remaining meat buns from her pocket, turned to look at the poor old man, and then looked at Xue Ming weakly, "Husband..."

"Let's go." Xue Ming knew that his wife's mother's heart had struck again, so he led her to the old man.

There was a piece of dirty yellow cloth on the ground. The yellow cloth was embroidered with Bagua and Iron-mouthed God. It turned out to be an old blind man who told fortunes.

Zhao Xue put two meat buns in a broken bowl, pulled Xue Ming's sleeves and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute! The old blind man can help you read your palm." The old blind man suddenly said.

"No need." Zhao Xue waved her hand and said.

"No reward for no merit, please take the bun away." The old blind man pointed at the bun and shook his head.

Xue Ming smiled and bent down to take away the meat buns. Zhao Xue squatted down first and stretched out his right hand.

The old blind man lay on his hand and looked at it carefully. After two minutes, he raised his head and looked at Zhao Xue's face. "Marriage, future, layman, please ask."

Taoism calls believers laymen. Zhao Xue knew that this person was an experienced Taoist, "Sir, my wife and I have been married for many years but have no children. Both of us have no health problems."

The old blind man shook his head and spoke slowly, "Ten years, a layman needs to go through ten years of hardships before he can achieve enlightenment."

"Nonsense!" Xue Ming put the meat buns in his pocket, turned around and left with his wife.

I said in my heart that this old guy can't speak. If my wife is not here, I will ask you to go to the space cave and go through ten years of suffering.