When crossing a square, Mo Xiaocheng was stopped by a little boy who sold flowers when he was twelve or thirteen years old.
"Little brother and big brother don’t have a girlfriend yet. It’s no use buying flowers, little brother. You’d better find another brother." Mo Xiaocheng smiled gently and turned to leave.
"Big brother, you lie to me. How can a big brother be so handsome without a girlfriend? Buy a rose bag and your girlfriend likes you more! " The little boy took MoXiao City by the hand and refused to let him go.
Mo Xiao stopped. He looked at the child carefully. He was thin, thin, simple, with a dirty face. What caught his attention most was the little boy’s bright eyes, which were full of simplicity and cleverness.
Alas, he is also a poor boy. Mo Xiaocheng sighed in his heart-this little boy is just like him when he was a child.
"All right, big brother, buy one. Ten dollars for you." Mo Xiaocheng took out a brand-new ten-dollar bill and handed it to the little boy.
The little boy took the bill and tried to figure it out carefully to see if it was counterfeit.
MoXiaoCheng smile andao this child is clever.
The little boy decided to draw a bright rose by mistake and hand it to Mo Xiaocheng. "Big brother is a good man. I wish you a beautiful sister and girlfriend as soon as possible."
Mo Xiaocheng looked at the rose and froze for a while, which reminded me of that year …
"Alas-what’s wrong with me? I’ve been thinking about Yunxue for two years recently. Can’t you forget her?" Mo Xiaocheng muttered to himself, his face was so stiff that there was no expression.
"Forget her? How can I forget her? That deep affection, that wisp of hair, that oath made me forget her, that I could forget her! "
"Growing peach blossoms every year is heartbroken. Guo Yunxue What? You just made a relationship with me and left me. You don’t keep your word!"
"Red roses are red in the heart. You like red roses best, but I have never sent you an old red heart?" MoXiaoCheng gawk at present rose tears moist eyes.
……
"Grandpa, why don’t you promise to communicate with Mr. Mo? He didn’t learn from you for nothing. If you want to say that you have earned it, Mr. Mo’s Taiji and hexagrams will be exchanged for you."
"Nonsense! What do you know about a little girl? Does this mean earning or not? There are rules. My master gave me Mind Boxing. It’s a formal rule. It’s a unified rule. But Teacher Mo’s martial arts are better than your grandfather’s. Don’t say that he is still a student of his brother. Besides, I don’t know him well. How can I trust to teach him my Mind Boxing? "
"Grandpa, how can you still stick to a rut? What age is it now? You are still hiding your collar from him. No wonder the martial arts will fade step by step. If everyone is like you and can’t communicate, China martial arts will live in history in a few years! " Qin Xiangxue Avenue: "Can I learn Tai Chi with Mr. Mo after he has promised? It’s still a condition that the idea of seeing Mr. Mo is only in his twenties is more than yours."
Qin Xiangxue vomitted to stick out his tongue secretly. Teacher Mo, I can promise for you first.
"Martial arts wither? Is it so serious? This China knows mind boxing, but how can my family be lost? "Hu Youyun’s voice is a little small.
This result is still shocking to his old saying that he has been boxing for a generation and has deep feelings for martial arts, not to say that he can let go.
"Why not so serious!" Qin Xiangxue said seriously, "Let me analyze it with you. I am born after 9. I dare say that there are very few people in our generation who are willing to practice boxing. Take my school as an example. The total number of people in the school is about 50,000, but there are definitely no five people like Teacher Mo."
"One in fifty thousand people? Not really. "Hu Youyun was also shocked. You know, when he was young, there were many people who practiced boxing. It is very likely that a pork seller would have two fists.
"Why not! Grandpa, you are out of touch with the society now. Do you know that you don’t really understand the world now? Now China is well-off in general, and it’s no longer the time when people didn’t have enough to eat. People’s pursuits are different. What do people pursue now? Make money, enjoy an affair, and have mistresses … Everything but martial arts! There is a Sanda team and a taekwondo club in the school, but these are not flashy martial arts. Even Mr. Mo can’t solve a trick. It is a skill that boys use to show! "
"All right, all right, don’t say more. Grandpa finally has an awkward solution in his heart. I will naturally contact you. Teacher Mo will do it these days!" Hu Youyun sighed.
He was awakened by his granddaughter’s words, and his reason has agreed, but there is still a knot in his heart, which has been a dusty concept for decades and cannot be solved in a few words.
When Mo Xiaocheng walked home to the street, he didn’t realize it was already nine o’clock. At this moment, a scream came to his ear, "Robbery! Someone robbed!"
Hoo!
A speeding Mercedes-Benz bicycle passed by him.
Chapter 16 Beating people to tears
Hearing that someone was robbed to calm the street, everyone immediately panicked and looked around and covered their pockets.
"Robbery! Grab him! He robbed my bag! " A woman in her thirties came running, still wearing high heels, and ran after the bicycle in front of her.
There are so many people around, instead of stopping the robbers, they are afraid to avoid getting into trouble and make way for the bicycle robbers.
Mo Xiaocheng shook his head secretly, but he didn’t move slowly and rushed after the robber. He didn’t "calmly" watch the robber rob in full view and go to running with the bulls.
He didn’t shout "Don’t run" as he did in the movie to show that he was coming.
According to reason, the robber rode a bicycle, so many people in the street should not be blocked everywhere so fast. It is very fast to catch up with him in Moxiao City, but most of us in China have inherited a good character and are reasonable. When they see each other as menacing robbers, they all "reasonably" turn the street into a runway.
When Mo Xiaocheng went after the robbers by himself, the nearby patrolman arrived, and while evacuating the crowd, he shouted, "Don’t affect the city!"
"Where is the robber? Where’s the robber? I’ll get him back! How dare you dare to rob my site! "
Two patrolmen, one fat and one thin, are as thin as a ball, and the momentum is quite domineering, shouting as if they had caught robbing rice.
"Police, police, my bag was robbed. I can’t lose that bag. I have something very important in it. Catch the robber quickly. I really can’t lose my bag. They went that way!" The woman who was robbed said when she saw two thin tigers and fat dragons, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving driftwood marble.
"What? He ran in that direction and couldn’t see anything. I guess the robbers ran far away, but they couldn’t catch up. What’s your name? Do you have an ID card? Let’s go back to the police station for the record with me. "The fat policeman frowned.
"What? I’m not going after the robbers. What about my bag? I’m telling you, my bag was robbed by you two patrol areas, and it’s your dereliction of duty. If you can’t get my bag back or there’s something missing in my bag, I’ll sue you in court! Joke also asked me for my ID card? My ID card is in the bag! I don’t know how you are a policeman like this! " The woman was so angry that she pointed at the thin tiger and fat dragon and denounced them.
"Hey, what’s your attitude and pointing fingers? What a deserved bag robbery! This is our patrol range is good, but we can’t push all the accidents. If the police want to sue you, you have to go to the police station with us for the record! " The thin policeman also spoke.
"You, you, you!" The woman was furious. "What kind of police are you? If I can’t get my bag back, you police won’t do it!"
"Oh, I’m so scared. I’m so scared. You scared me. You can’t get your bag back. The most we can do is fail to handle affairs. Can we get rid of us? You, you are the director’s wife. Cut. "
"Good, good, you wait and see!"
"Wow, where did these two policemen come from? Why are they so incompetent like hooligans!" A passerby exclaimed
"Yes, don’t we pay taxes to keep the police is this virtue? No, I have to report to the network! " The other also said
"You two are not right, so you don’t know. They are fat and thin, and Martin is the local police in this area. They are usually responsible for patrolling this area. They really let you be right. Two hooligans rely on themselves as policemen, and they don’t do less work and abuse their duties. Corruption is worse than children!" An older humanitarian.
"What? There is such a thing! Then why didn’t anyone tell other people that such scum should let them work? Don’t defile them! "
"I have already reflected it, but they are all well-connected. It’s not so easy to get fat. That’s the local director’s brother, thin and fat. Students are all tarred with the same brush. Where is it?"
"This … bureaucracy."
At this time, a young man with a Chinese face came out and said, "I just saw a man chasing the robber. He ran fast and should catch up."
The woman heard a show of joy "really? Did that man chase it? Can he catch it? "
The word face has not yet come to speak. The police in Feilong got a tunnel: "Is it true that someone is so naive to chase the robber? He is a robber and still riding a bicycle. Does he really think he is Liu Xiang?"
"I just want to be a hero. I think it’s crazy. Even if he chases it, can he get his bag back? Maybe he was stabbed by a robber." Thin tiger also responded.
Everyone was furious when they heard this. What is this? The police don’t catch thieves themselves, and they don’t say that good people come forward, not only without praise, but also with cynicism.
Mo Xiaocheng didn’t know what happened after he left. At this time, he was rapidly chasing the robber in front and chasing the other Mercedes-Benz sports car with his feet.
Suddenly, the speed of the bicycle in front was slow, and the robber breathed a sigh of relief. But when he looked back, he saw that someone was chasing himself without saying a word, and he couldn’t help but be frightened. He quickly and vigorously pedaled the wheel and whew, and accelerated the speed again.
"Mom, how can anyone dare to chase and run so fast? It’s really a brave fool. You can’t get rid of that fool." The robber stepped on it desperately and looked back from time to time
Mo Xiaocheng finally got a good look at the robber. He was in his early twenties. He looked not bad at all. He looked more handsome than Mo Xiaocheng. He was a punk.
Inexplicably, I feel that there is no shortage of scum in this society. The robber is not short of hands and feet, and his body is not bad. He likes to do things that people and gods are angry with, and Mo Xiaocheng is very angry. The consequences of the robber are very serious
He knows that there are still many such people, just as weeds burn endlessly. No matter how much the country stops strangulation, there are still many people who take risks and get something for nothing. He can’t imagine that there were people who didn’t have enough to eat and didn’t sleep well in the troubled times before. Can such people understand that ants still drag out an ignoble existence as human beings? But now the song and dance are peaceful, and everyone is well off. How can there still be such people?