Just in my day after day, boring and dull days, one day, many people suddenly broke into me, and began to break my ordinary life and the tranquility of this small village.

It was a day of rushing. I came to the street to stroll around. As I walked around, I saw many people gathered together, not knowing what they were doing. I also squeezed over curiously. I saw two people performing a show.

A strong man wearing only a pair of underwear was lying on a somewhat worn and dirty red carpet with a huge stone slab pressed on his chest, and another shirtless man with a tiger back and bear waist was posing to raise the sledgehammer in his hand, preparing to hit the stone slab on the belly of the man lying on the ground.

Suddenly, screams and whispers came from the crowd. The shirtless strong man put down his hammer, picked up the gong, and knocked on the slammed, shouted to the onlookers: "Famous people, I have borrowed precious land, brothers come to offer ugly things, have money to support money, and have no money to support personal things." While he shouted, a little girl was carrying a plastic basin and began to ask for money around the circle formed by the crowd. As long as someone put money in the basin, she bowed and said in a low voice: "Thank you, thank you."

I can see that they are an acrobatic team that runs around the world. What they were going to perform just now was the very old-fashioned "big stones on the chest". When I was studying, the teacher gave the example of "big stones on the chest" when he was talking about pressure. He felt bored and was about to withdraw. But the little sister had already turned to me. I touched my pocket and there was still a piece of money. I took it out and saw that it was ten yuan. I felt a little distressed. I didn't give it to me. My little sister's watery eyes were still a little pitiful. I made up my heart, bit my teeth, and gently put the money in my little sister's basin.

After exiting the crowd, a little girl heard a loud voice from behind: "Thank you." But there were other people's words: fool. What kind of big shots are you...

I smiled, ignored it, and left silently.

Before I walked far, I saw someone greeting me. When I walked in, I saw it was an old classmate "Qi Qi". I saw this guy, holding a "big brother" in one hand, holding a cigarette in the other, wearing a big gold chain around his neck, wearing a plaid shirt and flowery shorts, wearing a pair of white socks and beige cold leather boots on his feet. There was a black leather waist bag tied around his waist, which looked a bit like a triangle.

I said, "Oh, this is not Qi Qi, I've become a big boss."

Qi Qi laughed loudly and said, "What a big boss, a little pony."

I said, "I haven't seen each other for three years, I'm just looking at you with admiration."

Qi Qi said, "All roads lead to Rome." After that, he asked again, "You are not studying outside, why are you back?"

I said, “There is no suitable job outside.”

Qi Qi said: "How come you are so smart that you don't have a suitable job? It's true or false."

I said, "Really. I am a jobless vagrant now."

Qi Qi said: "Look at me, how do I feel like I'm doing?"

I said, "You are doing well, hold the big brother in your hand and put a gold chain on your neck." As I said, I stretched out my thumb.

Qi Qi said: "I have something to do now. I will drive to pick you up tonight, and my two brothers will get together."

I said, "Okay. Go and do it." But I thought to myself, this is just a polite word, and there is no need to take it seriously.

Qi Qi threw away the cigarette and used some gestures. A Beijing-branded jeep came from behind. Qi Qi opened the door of the co-cab and got into the car. The driver throttled the accelerator and left.

I walked back again. When I passed by Mu Erwa's house, I heard the crowds of people in his yard. I pushed the door open and went in and took a look.

I saw many people betting money at his house. Mu Erwa is actually our elder, and he wants to call Uncle Mu Er. But everyone calls him Mu Erwa. Gradually, "Mu Erwa" becomes a name in the world.

Mu Erwa started his business by gambling, and gathered a group of idle people around him, as if he was a man of the world. He built red brick buildings through gambling and accumulated a considerable amount of wealth. Usually, they were all moving around the country to gamble. Only when they sold flue-cured tobacco farmers would they come back to "harvest" those gambling farmers.

Seeing me entering the door, Uncle Mu Er greeted him lightly: "Big kid, what are you here to do?"

I answered: "Uncle Second, I heard that your house was very lively, so I came in and took a look."

"These places are not what you should come to, hurry up and go out."

I was actually driven out, and I felt very "faceless". But then I thought about it, few people knew me. These people were not good people, so what do you care about when you talk about "face" to them? It's really funny.

Hurry up and retreat.
Chapter completed!