Drunken Death Dangtu [Complete Edited Version]

When I arrived at the Sanxiang community, my dad was no longer the guard there.I saw the property in this community crowded in the crowd. He was barely a leader, and he spoke with a bit of an official accent. He said, everyone, let's go, let's go, Lao Yuan has been expelled for embezzling parking fees.

My dad sat at the gate of the community, in front of his guard room, under the eyes of a group of onlookers, surrounded like a capitalist roader by righteous indignant "Red Guards".My dad was beaten badly, his face was covered with blood, and the blood was embedded in his old bark-like face, so that he could clearly see the lines that had gone through vicissitudes.

I suspect his head has been smashed again.He was terribly sad, with old tears running down and down, muddy tears and clear nose flowing together, he waved the little book in his hand feebly, repeating like Mrs. Xianglin or Uncle Xianglin, I didn’t steal it. Money, I remember every account very clearly, if you don’t believe me, read it.

The book seemed to have been scrambled, it was torn to pieces, the cover was crumpled, and it was also stained with blood.

"Stop lying here, get up and go home, stealing money is wrong."

A circle of people standing around made accusations from time to time, some said something like "a gentleman loves money and gets it in a proper way", and some were even worse, which was no different from abuse.And the most aggressive among these people was a man who seemed to be the most respectable, in his thirties, with an old-fashioned shiny back, wearing a famous watch and famous boots, and his outfits were not cheap.He shook his arms and fingers, pointed at my dad who was sitting on the ground, and spit from his mouth, "The old man steals money and spits out blood, and there is no punch card here. He didn't remember who stopped and who didn't." ? Every time I saw me, he dragged me to pay the parking fee, and I have already paid the fuck!" The man with the identity turned his face to the crowd, as if beating someone was a last resort, "So it's not The hand I moved was because of his poor appearance, he was so miserable that he fell and hurt himself!"

I probably understood it, and I understood it, so I pushed aside the crowd and walked up to the man with the head on my back, pointed at Lao Yuan, and sneered at him, holding back my anger: "I'm his son, my dad is old and thin-skinned, Such shameless things like stealing money will definitely not be done, there is probably a misunderstanding..."

"No misunderstanding! Absolutely no misunderstanding! I parked for a long time, and I paid 80 yuan every time! He actually said that he didn't receive a dime. Didn't he embezzle it? Could it be that the money ran away? I don't even think about it. , I drive an Audi A6, how can I still value the parking fee of dozens of dollars?"

A man who is louder than a crow, I don't like him, but he just wants to make things clear.I turned my head and yelled at my dad again: "Yuan Guochao, why are you crying? Think about it quickly, did you forget that someone paid the parking fee, and ended up missing a few entries in the notebook?"

Lao Yuan must have been stunned, his eyes were not blinking, tears were streaming down his face, he blinked at me after a while, shook his head and pointed at the man: "He didn't hand in...he didn't hand in once..."

The man with the back of his head was very angry, and when he rushed up, he grabbed Lao Yuan by his collar and took out his pocket.Before I could push him away, he had already found a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes, and immediately jumped up with ironclad evidence in his hand, turned up the volume and shouted to everyone: "Look, look, how can this kind of person have the money to buy it?" Such a good cigarette, if he is not corrupted, I really don’t believe it!”

The onlookers gathered more and more, and they all nodded their heads as a matter of course, yes, instead of Qu Xianghuan, Ning Qu Xiaomin, how can the old gatekeeper with a monthly income of more than 1000 have the money to smoke Zhonghua?

"I know the origin of this cigarette. I didn't buy it. He picked up the money and was rewarded by others." My eyes wandered among the crowd, and I found it as expected.I approached that person, pointed at him and said, "Uncle Six can testify for my dad. Didn't my dad tell you about the money-losing thing? Tell everyone about it, and everyone will understand after you say it." I managed to squeeze a smile, looked at the excited crowd and said, "There must be a misunderstanding. My dad handed in 5 yuan without blinking an eyelid. He couldn't be greedy for such a small amount of money... "

But Uncle Six shook his head, he was a few years younger than my dad, and looked much younger, he said to me: "Xiao Yuan, it's not that I won't help you, your dad didn't pick up the money... ..."

The property owner also shook his head and said, is it okay to pick up money?They also picked up tens of thousands of dollars and handed them over to the benefactors. It is impossible for us not to have heard of such a big thing.

The property owner swears by it, and Uncle Six doesn’t look like he’s lying, so I was stunned. Thinking about it with the only IQ I had left after drinking, it wasn’t that they teamed up to bully a sick old comrade, or that The old comrades really never had the feat of collecting money.

The Zhonghua tobacco was bought by him in a frugal way, and he bought it for his son.

My eyes were foggy and I found myself on the point of crying.But I told myself not to cry, crying in front of the enemy is the most cowardly and worst performance.

"Pee! Pee!" a man suddenly yelled.

I don't even remember how long Lao Yuan has been incontinent.The summer clothes were thin, his underpants were soaked with urine, and an embarrassing trail of water soon gathered under his body.

Now everyone around them became kind again, with pity and disdain in their eyes: Why didn't the property owner take a closer look, this person is obviously demented.

"It's not necessarily stealing money, maybe it's also at this age, my mind is confused, and I missed the account that should be kept." The property manager calmed the emotions of the man behind him, then turned around and said to me, "You put your Dad, take him back, seeing that he is so old, we won't pursue it anymore. You remember to go back and educate him, to be poor is not to be ashamed, and to be a man of integrity."

The son educates the father, these words are so fresh.

The people around also echoed in unison, and some people came up and tugged on my sleeve as a gesture of goodwill, saying, "Your father is sick, so you should take him back quickly. It's pitiful to beat him like this."

Alcohol is indeed a mistake.Others kindly rescued me, but instead I gave him a hard shove and said calmly, I won't go back.

"I'm not going back." It's unimaginable that I carried a single gun and straddled a horse, and threatened the twenty or so people present in such a ridiculous tone, "I won't go back if you don't return my father's innocence!"

When the incident got to this point, the onlookers were exhausted, people wanted to leave one after another, and some people came up to push me and push me, thinking that my father and I blocked the gate, and the vehicles in this community could not pass unimpeded.

Someone pushed me, and I shook my fist at him, and now other people rushed to beat me—there were so many people coming, I couldn’t handle them. After taking a few punches in the face, I suddenly pulled out the knife on my waist out.

All these years of dancing are not in vain. I took the knife and swung my arm round for a while. No matter who came to persuade or fight, they were frightened by the light of my knife and dared not come up. No matter if they wanted to leave Those who still did not leave, were all left in place by the battle.

They all looked at me madly.Ugly, like a monkey.

"Why are you bullying people so much?" I guess I was crying worse than my dad at the moment, and just blurted out a few words, my tongue was full of fishy and salty, like tears mixed with nosebleeds, all poured into my mouth mouth.

"During the Sichuan earthquake, my father was the most seriously ill. He couldn't walk, so he had to ask me to donate behind his back... Yes, our family is not rich, we can't afford Audi, we can't afford Zhonghua, and we even want to I can't even dance..." I slowly glanced around, pointing at the strange and indifferent faces with the tip of my knife, "But my father taught me since I was a child, to be a man with a straight spine, not my own, and then Don't take too much..."

I suddenly rushed towards the man with the back of his head.Putting on a posture of dying with him, I held the knife against his neck, and said that my father has been an innocent man for the rest of his life, if you don't give him justice today, I will die here with you!

I opened a gash in his neck with a knife, and asked him, did you not give my dad the parking money?

My madness is probably really scary, but the man admitted it with a trembling voice, yes.

I asked him again, is it because you didn't give my dad the parking money every time, my dad chased you for it many times, and you just refused to give it once?

The man said with a trembling voice, yes.

Could it be that my dad stopped you again today and asked you for the fare, and you beat him up in a fit of shame, and the villain complained first, claiming that he stole the money?

The man still trembled and said, yes.

There was a "tsk" sound from the people around.

"Bah! You grandson!" I spat at him hard, and then let him go.

Well, the truth is clear, this person didn't give the money himself, and Lao Yuan didn't steal it.No matter how bad Lao Yuan's brain is, he would never do such shameless things.I suddenly felt particularly happy, feeling as light as a swallow, as if I were floating in the sky.I took the knife back and wiped the blood and tears from my face with my sleeve.

"Cry cunt, cry!" I laughed and scolded Yuan Guochao who was still crying stupidly, then happily squatted down, bent down, and said to him, Dad, let's go home.

Just when I was content to take my dad home, the police came.

The police and the police are fish and water, and I was excited when I saw the handsome guys in uniform, and then I realized that I seemed to have caused a catastrophe.