The programmer and his woman

Today, my family suddenly called me, and my mother's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Dongzi, have you heard that the price of houses is falling sharply now? If you continue to wait here, I'm afraid the house will become less and less valuable. You don't come back to live here, and it's really painful to see the house sitting empty and the price dropping every day. Why don't you sell the house, and then wait for the house price to drop further, and then buy a new one in the city. This way, not only can you save money, but we can also take care of each other in the future." After hearing this, I fell into deep thought...

I thought about it carefully and felt that it was true. The house was too far from the city and it was not very convenient. In addition, the car accident I had encountered before made me determined to sell the house. So I readily agreed and immediately posted the house sale information online. I thought that the house had been bought for several years and was decorated very exquisitely. It was basically not occupied. It should not be a problem to sell it for a good price.

However, to my surprise, no one was interested in the listing after the information was deleted for many days. I checked the prices of other owners in the same community and found that their prices were much lower than mine. What's worse is that after the third phase was completed, all of them were resettlement houses. This led to a surge in the number of houses, and the housing prices here dropped a lot.

Now there was no suspense. I was lucky to sell the house successfully. I had no choice but to list it at the cost price. After a long wait, I finally found several potential buyers. A couple who were doing business bought the house at a price lower than my cost price.

But what we never expected was that after we sold the house, its price actually went up instead of down! But to be honest, our business was so busy during this period that we were too busy every day and had no extra energy to pay attention to whether the damn house price went up or down.

With the birth of the Double 11 shopping carnival, the e-commerce industry has grown rapidly and reached an unprecedented climax. In the two months of November and December, the profits generated were beyond imagination, even more than the total salary I earned in the company after working hard for a whole year!

However, the difficulty of this job is unbearable for ordinary people. I have witnessed the tragic situation of stall owners breaking their tendons because of carrying too heavy goods. As for how heavy those large packages are, I have not actually measured them, but I have loved fitness since I was a child, so I can be considered a person with some strength. But even so, sometimes when I encounter particularly heavy clothes, an oversized package can press me to my knees, as if I were watching the Olympic weightlifting competition. When I tried to carry this package of goods, it often took several attempts to stand up from a squatting position. However, my inner willpower kept telling myself: I must stand up! Otherwise, I am afraid that I will lose the strength to carry this package of goods on my shoulders again.

Sometimes, in order to save a little bit of fare, I have to make myself like a strong man. I carry a big bag on each shoulder, and two heavy bags on each shoulder. Sometimes, when I find that I can't carry them on my shoulders by myself, I can only ask others for help. Fortunately, people here are happy to lend a hand. After all, no one knows when they may need help from others.

I carried four heavy bags and ran to the bus station. I didn't dare to slow down because I had very little strength left. If I walked too slowly, I might be weighed down by the piles of clothes. However, the bus drivers were very disgusted with us who were carrying large and small bags. They complained that we took up too much space, but what could we do? I had to work hard to make money so that I could buy my own house in the city!

Every day, after returning home exhausted and unloading the extremely heavy packages, I would see shocking black and purple marks all over my shoulders. These marks were caused by the long-term pressure of the heavy packages. However, this was just the beginning. After a few months, I gradually realized that every time I carried the goods and walked, my leg bones would make a "squeaking" friction sound. At first, this sound did not attract much attention from me, but as time went on, not only did the friction sound become more and more frequent, but it was also accompanied by bursts of piercing pain. Every step I took, the pain was like a sharp knife cutting my leg muscles and bones, which was unbearable.

I realized that if I continued to work so hard, I would have serious problems with my bone joints. So I decided to follow others and buy a second-hand motorcycle to change the situation. Before that, I had tried to buy a second-hand bicycle as a cargo tool, but the frustrating thing was that the bicycle could only carry a small package of cargo at most. When placing heavier cargo, the front handlebar would rise high, and even if I sat on it, I couldn't press down the raised handlebar. Faced with this situation, I had no choice but to sell the bicycle and buy a heavier motorcycle instead.

What makes this motorcycle unique is that it is equipped with a large folding rack on both sides of the rear wheel. This way, each rack can easily hold two large bags, and the back seat can hold two more bags of cargo. In total, it can carry six large bags of cargo without any problems.

The daily order volume for these goods is only a few hundred, but I have seen a very good seller who uses a modified electric handcart as his daily tool. This handcart has a unique shape, and several handcarts of the same type are tied to the back. It is roughly estimated that there are more than ten of them. Each car is filled with such large parcels. Each car can carry about ten bags. When they are connected together, they look like a small train from a distance.

Calculated in this way, his daily delivery volume should be at least thousands! According to the stall owner, there is such a large seller who happens to live downstairs from his house. This seller delivers goods day and night, and there are people taking turns to deliver goods 24 hours a day. Even in the dead of night, you can still hear the sound of the express delivery orders being printed continuously from his house.

With this electric bike, I thought I had finally gotten rid of the hard days of carrying goods all the way, but the good times didn't last long. On that day, the traffic police launched a large-scale concentrated rectification of electric bikes at the market intersection. Although it was called a concentrated rectification, they actually only caught electric bikes like ours that were used to carry goods, while those electric bikes ridden by office workers were safe and sound. In this way, my second-hand electric bike, which I had only ridden for a few months, was ruthlessly cleared away. The traffic police also gave me a ticket and told me to take the invoice and the fine to the traffic team to get the bike back.

After I asked about the amount of the fine, I chose to give up without hesitation. Regardless of whether this second-hand motorcycle had an invoice, the amount of the fine alone was enough to buy another second-hand motorcycle! However, what I still couldn't understand was that since the traffic police claimed that such vehicles were not allowed to be driven on the road, why could I continue to ride away after paying the fine? This question made me feel very confused and puzzled. Could it be that the fine itself is a disguised "license"? Or, are there some unknown rules or subtexts hidden in this? These questions kept circling in my mind, and I fell into deep thinking...

At this moment, I saw the most miserable scene, which did not happen to me, but to a couple who were selling snacks on an electric tricycle. Their vehicle and the equipment used to make snacks on the vehicle were all confiscated. The two looked almost collapsed, as if they had lost all hope. This tricycle may be the only economic support for their survival in this city. If it is forcibly towed away, they may really be in a desperate situation with no way out. At this moment, I saw that the woman had rushed to the police desperately, trying to stop them from taking the car away, with a desperate posture; while a group of policemen held recorders and kept filming the scene. However, the actions of law enforcement officers did not stop because of the woman's desperate resistance. Seeing that the electric tricycle was about to be pushed onto the truck, the couple seemed to be crazy, using all their strength to pull the car and prevent it from being transported away. The two policemen started a fierce struggle and confrontation with the couple, and the situation was extremely tense.

At this stalemate, a tall and mighty armed policeman suddenly rushed out from the side! This armed policeman was at least 1.9 meters tall, with a burly figure, and his muscles seemed to burst through the thick explosion-proof clothing. From his agile posture and neat movements, it can be seen that this person is definitely a master who has undergone rigorous training and possesses special skills.

He rushed forward like a tiger descending from a mountain, and in the blink of an eye, he pinned the man to the ground with his extremely skilled grappling skills, making him unable to move. The man originally wanted to struggle and resist, but in the face of the powerful force of the armed police, everything was in vain.

The woman was extremely anxious when she saw her man being captured. However, she was just a weak woman after all, and faced with two strong policemen, she could not take back the car anyway. In panic, she made an amazing move - she crashed into the rear of the car!

With a dull thud, the woman's head hit the hard body of the car, and blood immediately gushed out. The blood flowed along the rear of the car, staining the ground red, which was shocking.

The police were stunned by the scene and panicked for a moment. They looked at the blood flowing all over the ground and were at a loss. One of the police officers seemed to be eagerly explaining everything that had just happened to the law enforcement camera, and emphasized that this incident had nothing to do with them. They began to suspect that the couple might have mental problems, which was why they were so extreme and impulsive.

I glanced at the clock on my phone. It was getting late. If I continued to watch, I would definitely miss the time to pick up the goods. In fact, I knew very well that even if I was like this couple, it would be useless. There were still countless buyers waiting for their favorite clothes. Without a motorcycle, I could still carry the goods back by myself like before! My injury has almost healed in the past few days. It's no big deal!

When I picked up the goods and carried them back, I found that the police had all left. There was only a large pool of blood on the ground and the wreckage of an electric car that had been smashed to pieces.

The next day I inquired and found out that a citizen was dissatisfied with their unwarranted confiscation of his property, so he smashed his electric bike in front of them. A man next to him echoed, "Just smash it, don't let these bastards get away with it. It's too late to check electric bikes on this road. Other places have already checked like this before. I even had a car confiscated, but it was a new car that cost me several thousand yuan.

After it was confiscated, I went there the next day with the invoice and money. I felt heartbroken after paying the few hundred dollars, thinking that I could finally get my new car back. But when I got there, I found that there were so many cars there that I had no place to find my car. Moreover, they were all piled outside exposed to the wind and sun, and there was not a single good car left.

I asked them to help find my car, but they ignored me and told me to just take any car. They didn't care if the car you took away was yours or not. Anyway, you can take one car away if you pay for one. I liked this car very much when I bought it, so I didn't give up. I searched from morning to afternoon but couldn't find it. You can't imagine how many cars they have confiscated.

Later, the old man who was watching over the cars felt sorry for me and pointed me in the right direction. He told me not to look for it anymore. He said that if my car was a very new one, it might have been claimed by someone else long ago, or it might be that one of their policemen saw a good one and rode it back.

After listening to what the old man said, I understood. If I didn't look for it, I would definitely not find it. I had no choice but to find a used car and push it back. In my case, I lost the car and gave the owner several hundred yuan, which was equivalent to buying a second-hand car. Look, this business has no cost at all."

Everyone shook their heads helplessly after hearing his story. Ever since they saw these policemen enforcing the law at this intersection, they would see two large trucks waiting to be loaded every now and then. Basically, once they were fully loaded, they considered their mission for the day complete. This kind of fighting was often repeated here.

Afterwards, some enthusiastic citizens spontaneously set up a citizen post in front of the intersection they checked to intercept passing electric vehicles and warn them not to go forward. Since the establishment of the spontaneous citizen post, they often returned empty-handed. Later, they must have changed to other intersections and have never appeared here again.