narrow red

The practice room on the first floor of Ruyi Island is lit in broad daylight, the floor is covered with green carpets of inferior quality, and the mirror walls around it are cracked in several places. Ying Xiaonong is wearing a vest and shorts. somersault.

On the handle next to it, Shi Kuoting and Baochan were talking: "Baqiansi, he said he would borrow it from you?"

Baochan nodded: "I didn't mention interest either."

Shi Kuoting felt uneasy: "What kind of neighbor is so generous?"

"He said he sold the company, worked in a bank, and drove a car worth 70 to [-] yuan."

When Shi Kuoting heard this, he had a "done" expression on his face: "It must be a liar, you treat the company as eggplant and potato, sell it as soon as you say it."

"What is there to lie to me?" Baochan didn't like to hear his suspicions and corrected him, "I have no money, no car, no deposit, what can he lie to me?"

"Hey, stop chatting," Ying Xiaonong came over wiping his sweat after somersaulting, "I tried my best to perform poorly there, and you didn't watch it, and you didn't know how to praise me."

He sang in Tsing Yi, and only used his voice. After Sister Hong left, he was afraid that Bao Chan would get angry, so he volunteered to take up the role of Dao Ma Dan, and with a little foundation, he practiced "Hu Family Village" hard every day.

"Brother Lu." Baochan didn't mention the borrowing money because he was afraid that he would be worried, "I haven't seen him come to the regiment for several days, so we decided to go to his house to see."

"Brother Lu?" Ying Xiaonong had a girlish face, but put a towel around his neck like an old man, "Hasn't he been here for the past two days? I just went up to the second floor and saw his key is still in the door Woolen cloth."

As soon as these words came out, Baochan and Shi Kuoting glanced at each other, then withdrew their legs and went up to the second floor.

Brother Lu has a big room upstairs, which can be regarded as the theater troupe’s warehouse. All kinds of gongs and drums, ceremonial guards, knives and guns, and big cuts (1) are all in it. Right now, a key is stuck in the door alone, it doesn’t look like it was accidentally left behind. look.

"What's going on, Brother Lu..." Baochan opened the door, looked into the room, and was stunned.

Such a big room, with white walls on all sides, didn't even leave a chair, it was completely empty.

"Fuck me?" Ying Xiaonong hurriedly bent down to look at the door lock.

Bao Chan called Lu Ge, but no one answered after calling three times, and finally got through the fourth time. Lu Ge said impatiently, "Is there something wrong, Bao Chu."

"Brother Lu, come back, the things in your house..."

He didn't let Baochan finish his sentence, and threw over a sentence: "I quit, don't look for me in the future." After finishing speaking, the phone hung up.

Holding the mobile phone, Bao Zhankong turned to Shi Kuoting and said, "Brother Lu said he... quit."

"Impossible," Shi Kuoting didn't turn the corner, "Didn't you pay him back the living expenses for three months last night?"

"This grandson," Ying Xiaonong understood, took the towel off his neck and slapped it, "He wanted to leave a long time ago, you see this room is 'clean', it really doesn't hurt at all."

Bao Chan had the expression of being stabbed by his brother.

Ying Xiaonong couldn't see him like this, so he turned his eyes away: "I must have secretly moved here at night. There are so many things, and I can't finish them in a few days. As for asking you for living expenses last night," he sneered, "That guy is smart. If he quits with us first, can he still get the money?"

Baochan understood, and they asked Brother Lu to put it together: "The living expenses are easy to talk about, and should be given to him." He is a tolerant person, so it can be divided into nothing.

Ying Xiaonong and Shi Kuoting both looked at him, waiting for his words.

"Let's go," Baozhan said decisively, "Go to his house."

Lu Ge’s house is not far from here, there are seven or eight stops, and there is no bus along the way. They found two shared bicycles, one for Ying Xiaonong, one for Shi Kuoting and Bao Chan, and rode to Lu Ge’s house in the sun district.His house was on the first floor, and it was transformed into a front door. From afar, he saw a brand new red signboard: Lu Yi Peking Opera Photography.

The three of them immediately understood what he was doing by stealing the troupe's cuttings.

"The guy we came to eat on stage, he actually served as a photo backdrop for irrelevant people!" Shi Kuoting was furious, threw the car to the side of the road, and rushed in aggressively.

Baochan and Ying Xiaonong hurriedly followed, the photography business had just opened, there were no customers, only Mrs. Lu was sitting on a small bench, holding a one-year-old child in her arms, seeing them, she jumped up and shouted into the room: " The child's father!"

Brother Lu came out in response, the old house was sweltering, his bald head was sweating a lot, it was shiny, and he looked fierce: "Didn't you say that, I'm quitting."

"It's okay if you don't do it, return the things from Ruyizhou!" Shi Kuoting roared.

Baochan dragged him back, staring at Brother Lu with fiery eyes.

"Something? What is it?" Lu Ge began to play a rogue, "Who can prove that the thing is yours, do you have an invoice, is it registered, it is mine if it is in my hands all the time."

"You..." Shi Kuoting didn't expect him to be so muddled.

"What's wrong with me, why don't you go find her when Sister Hong leaves, Ruyizhou will have to break up sooner or later, and I have to support my family."

When Shi Kuoting was about to charge upwards, Baozhan held him tightly and said earnestly, "Brother Lu, so you are not like this."

"So?" Brother Lu rubbed his bald head and smiled, "We were on the same boat with you, now we are at the helm and sailing separately, who cares about who?"

Shi Kuoting was so angry that his veins bulged, his arms were covered with sweat, and Baochan could hardly hold him back: "Brother Lu, let's follow the rules in everything we do in opera. If you want to go high, we won't stop you, but we in Ruyizhou If you want to sing in an opera, you can't play it horizontally, and you have to return the cut to us no matter what you say today."

Baochan said these words with emotion and reason, calm and restrained, but Brother Lu didn't appreciate it: "What else are you singing?" I can't eat anymore, I don't even have a girlfriend in my [-]s, and I have to touch it by myself at night..."

Shi Kuoting rushed out, only to hear a bang, Brother Lu was punched in the face, Bao Chan was taken aback, and Ying Xiaonong went up to pull, Mrs. Lu retreated to the door with the child in her arms, and made a phone call in horror, Call the police.

Brother Lu is an airy face, full of kung fu, although Shi Kuoting has practiced, but playing the piano is no match for the one on stage, Baochan was afraid that he would suffer, so he went up to prevaricate him several times, at this time Mrs. Lu rushed back with the child in her arms , shouted with all his strength: "None of you wants to leave today!"

They stopped their hands and calmed down. Seeing that the child was frightened, they cried miserably.

After a while, the police arrived. Brother Lu held his nose and half of his face was bleeding, and Aunt Lu was crying. He insisted that Shi Kuoting and the other three young men beat one of his husbands. Let's go."

The three of them and Brother Lu's family of three, six of them, went to the nearby police station in a police car, first made notes, and then signed and pledged. After the ins and outs of the matter became clear, the policeman sat behind his desk and said, "Let's discuss how to solve it."

Baochan and the others were still in a daze, but Brother Lu said first, "I want to have an injury check!"

"You were slightly injured," the policeman lit a cigarette, "not enough to arrest people."

"You have to pay for minor injuries," Lu Ge stared at Shi Kuoting, "[-] yuan, not even a penny less!"

Hearing this number, Baochan's face turned pale, and the policeman slapped the table: "As much as you say, what do you want the police for!" He pointed at Baochan, "You are in a property dispute, you are injured, and others are not injured , you ask someone for fifty thousand, and they ask you for money!"

Brother Lu stiffened his neck and pondered for a while: "Ten thousand, no less."

The police station does this kind of thing all day long, and ten thousand is still fair. The policeman thought it was okay, so he turned to Baochan and said, "You keep one of you, and the other two go back to get the money."

Shi Kuoting thumped his thigh, and was about to open his mouth when Baochan's voice came from the front: "I'll stay."

"Bao Chu?" Ying Xiaonong immediately pulled Shi Kuo Ting. If he didn't need to pull Shi Kuo Ting, Shi Kuo Ting wouldn't let him in. He couldn't stand Bao Chan staying in such a ghostly place for a minute: "I beat people, why do you Leave!"

"Shi Kuoting," Baochan didn't call him his senior brother, and sat there with his hands hanging down, his back straight and imposing, "I'm the head of Ruyizhou, I tell you what to do, you just go and do it."

Ying Xiaonong refused: "No, let me stay..."

"Okay," the police didn't listen to their nonsense, and called the auxiliary police to take Baochan away, and said to Lu Ge, "Take your wife and children back, and pay me the money. Listen to my phone."

When Luge and his wife went out, Shi Kuoting and Ying Xiaonong sat slumped on the benches in the lobby. 1 yuan is not too much, but it is definitely not a small amount for them. Shi Kuoting's money is all spent in Ruyizhou First, Ying Xiaonong has some money on hand, but not enough: "Let's go, let's borrow separately."

They went to borrow money, and Baochan was taken to a small room on the second floor of the police station, with a bed and a TV, like a place where the police rest at night, and the auxiliary police locked the door outside.

Listening to the voice, Baochan went to sit by the window, lowered his head, and stared at a square inch on the ground.

It was the first time he entered the police station and was locked up by the police at such a young age. He was in a daze for a long time. The red sun gradually slanted to the west, and the lavender clouds overflowed the window. Suddenly, the phone rang.

He shivered and answered, "Hello?"

"Where is it?" It was Kuang Zheng's voice, "I'll take you home."

After a long silence, Baochan said, "No need."

Kuang Zheng stopped typing on the keyboard: "Are you okay?"

Baochan didn't speak.

"Hello? Hello!" Kuangzheng saved the data and turned off the computer, "Baochan?"

"I'm fine," Baochan forced a smile and lied to him, "I've already arrived home and slept on the sofa."

Kuang Zheng felt relieved: "Then I won't go back, I will work overtime at night."

"Yeah." Baochan replied softly, and was about to hang up, when Kuangzheng suddenly said, "By the way, I changed a tire this morning, and the jack was left at the garage door. Please help me see if it's still there."

Baochan blinked, stood up from the window, and pretended to take a few steps: "The jack...is here."

Kuangzheng kicked the sideboard of the table. He didn't change the tire at all this morning, and he didn't have any bullshit jack: "Baochan, where the hell are you!"

Baochan didn't expect him to cheat, and sat down on the corner of the bed as if collapsed.

"Let me tell you," Kuang Zheng's voice sank, he was upset and frightening, "If you don't tell me where you are today, I will..."

"Liuqiao Police Station," Baochan said helplessly, "Brother, I'm at Liuqiao Police Station."

(1) Qiemo: The props and backgrounds in Peking Opera performances are collectively referred to as Qiemo.