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Text Chapter 182. [Case 21] Making Trouble

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    Hu Zongren still has a lot of money and paper, but there is no brazier here.  But anyway, we just do it for show, and there¡¯s no need for it.  So I made a deposit with stones on the ground and asked Hu Zongren to burn all the money and papers in it, so as not to attract some ghosts inexplicably.  I looked at the time and saw that it was already close to four in the afternoon. Many middle-aged and elderly people were already starting to go home to prepare dinner, so it was just right.  Hu Zongren began to burn paper. He deliberately burned it very slowly so that the time would last longer.  After burning about two stacks of money paper, a shout came from above our heads: "Those downstairs! What's going on! You guys don't listen to me! Don't burn it here! You guys started burning again!"  Get up! Are you bringing bad luck to us?" It was an elderly woman's voice, she sounded about 60 years old.  It was not difficult to tell from her tone that this was not the first time she had cursed like this.  The employee from Fujian must have been scolded by her once.  So I raised my head, followed the sound, and found on the balcony on the right side of the third floor, an old woman with a clothes drying stick in her hand, which was placed on the ground, and her other hand on her waist.  , looking at us eagerly with displeasure on his face.  It was obvious that she was yelling and scolding, as if Sun Wukong was about to fight a monster.  So Hu Zongren and I looked at each other, deliberately ignored her, and continued to squat down, slowly burning each piece one by one. Hu Zongren even took out a few more stacks from the bag and placed them where the old woman could see them.  The position means that we are still early, so you can scold slowly.  Sure enough, when Hu Zongren did this, the old woman started to curse and quarrel, saying that the trucks in your supermarket were rumbling all day long, which affected our rest, so we didn't say anything, and she even burned paper in front of our door. Are you saying that?  Ancestors?  Is your house full of dead people?  The old ladies in Chongqing are still very good at swearing, especially women who have just entered old age and have not yet completely out of touch with menopause.  The more she scolded, the more excited she got, and the more she scolded, the more energetic she became. Hu Zongren and I couldn't help but want to laugh. In order to further irritate her, Hu Zongren took out two huge candles from his bag, lit them and plugged them in, stood up and lazily  He stretched out proudly, then squatted down and burned each piece slowly.  Hu Zongren's provocative action made the aunt completely angry. She began to greet us with obscene words, and her voice changed from an initial quarrel to a roar.  Her loud voice attracted the attention of many neighbors in this building. I saw many residents on this side gathered on the balcony. Some were silent, and some also followed the aunt, saying that we were unethical.  Burning paper every day, all these unlucky things are here.  So Hu Zongren got even more excited. This guy was always a troublemaker. He heard more and more accusations, and they were mixed with each other. We couldn't hear who was saying what, and the voices of men and women were mixed in.  Together, for a while, Hu Zongren and I almost became enemies from the opposite sides of the residents of this building.  So Hu Zongren stood up, took out a stick of incense, and pretended to be a concert conductor, playing time for the noisy residents.  Such a provocative move aroused everyone's dissatisfaction. Finally, someone couldn't help it anymore and threw an egg towards where we were squatting.  I quickly moved out of the way, but still avoided and continued to burn the paper, so a man's voice yelled, "You fucking bastard!"  If you can, don't run away!  So I whispered to Hu Zongren, someone is coming down, and they probably want to beat us, so please be gentle, these are old men and women, don't really start a fight.  Hu Zongren said, don't worry, I'm sensible.  Maybe the residents here couldn't help but rush downstairs when they saw the man, so many of them followed the door. The corridor became bustling and everyone came menacingly. If it were in the past, I might have taken advantage of him.  He ran away while they were going downstairs, but at this moment Hu Zongren stood in front of the corridor with his arms folded, holding his chin up, looking at the people going downstairs with a look of contempt, and with a cigarette in his mouth,  Looks like a gangster.  On the contrary, when Hu Zongren stopped, the neighbors who came downstairs angrily, probably wanting to beat us both up, did not dare to do so easily.  Hu Zongren said to one of the old men who looked the most excited, "Come on, tell me, do you want to fuck me?"  Hu Zongren is more of a ruffian than me, so when he asked, the old man didn't dare to speak.  The aunt who was standing on the balcony and was cursing the most enthusiastically shouted at Hu Zongren and said, "How many times have I told you that you are not allowed to burn incense and paper downstairs. We are all old people here, so you can burn incense and paper for me."  Who is watching?  Are you trying to force us to die soon?  As soon as she started, everyone started to make noise again.  Hu Zongren still ignored him, but stood smiling.  So I walked over and said, we don¡¯t want to burn it here, but our boss is from Fujian, and he believes this, and we can¡¯t make a difference if we don¡¯t burn it.  Since Hu Zongren acted the white face, I naturally had no choice but to pretend to be the red face. My tone even contained a plea for forgiveness. Hu ZongrenStill looking arrogant, this guy's eyes were already bigger than mine, and now they were staring as if he wanted to eat people.  I told the neighbors that our boss has their local customs, and we, as part-time workers, cannot change this. I also hope that the neighbors will be more accommodating.  As soon as I said this, everyone started to criticize again. One of the leading aunts said, "We don't care if your boss wants to make money in order to do business, but you can't influence the people around you!"  You load and unload goods here every day, and you make a mess. In the middle of the night, there is the clanging sound of the iron plate of the truck. We have tolerated you for so many years, and we have never told you to act like a child, but  If you want to spend money here to bully us, then we won¡¯t agree to anything you say!  This aunt has a loud voice and a harsh tone. It seems that she has never suffered much when she was young. She was given way to by others, or she is strong enough and no one else is her opponent.  She was not afraid of Hu Zongren's scoundrel appearance at all, and she scolded him with great vigor.  This is the case for this person. If he takes the lead and gets the support of those around him, he will become more and more successful.  Sure enough, after she finished speaking, everyone started talking about how our place was never as dirty as it is now. When you came, you piled all kinds of rubbish on us. You look like a bastard to yourself.  After saying this, the resident pointed to the garbage dump behind us.  Another aunt also said, the year before last, your truck turned around here and smashed our table tennis table. At that time, we said we would pay for it, but you just paid for it and sat with us for a while?  At this time, the aunt said again, you guys stopped burning here some time ago, and everyone will give in and everything will be fine. Has the war started again?  You insist on treating us as honest people, and if you don¡¯t have money, are we easy to bully?  As soon as the aunt said such inflammatory words, everyone started to get a little excited again. At first, the arrogant old man looked at Hu Zongren's arrogant look, so he asked Hu Zongren, "Why do you stand up like this and make a fool of yourself?"  ?  Hey Shuai Mai?  Want to be a star?  Hu Zongren smiled and said, it's none of your business.  So the old man started to push Hu Zongren a little impolitely. Hu Zongren endured it for a few times, and then grabbed the old man's hand. The old man tried to break away but found that he was no match for Hu Zongren, so he stretched his legs and tried to  When he wanted to kick Hu Zongren, Hu Zongren suddenly lifted the old man up, put his hands under his armpits, and placed him on the broken table tennis table like a child.  I saw that if I didn't stop it, it might really turn into a siege later, so I quickly comforted the old man and said, "Uncle, don't make things difficult for us. This is just a custom, and it's not really targeted."  Just let us burn your building. No one in your building will be affected by this. How can you say we are harming you?  I deliberately pretended to be anxious in my tone, because I never forgot my red-faced mission.  As a result, the aunt suddenly shouted loudly again, who said it was okay?  Our mother Zhang on the fourth floor died some time ago. It¡¯s because of her death that we don¡¯t allow you to burn paper here. You still say you¡¯re not harming us?  I thought about it carefully, and I guess this aunt was talking about the first time she had a dispute with a supermarket employee. In that case, one of the reasons for the dispute was that a resident in the building named Zhang Ma passed away for some reason.  Some residents think that the supermarket burns paper at the door of people's units all day long, causing people to suffer. And this Zhang Ma is most likely the old woman who has been repeatedly witnessed in the supermarket.  Although this statement is very absurd, there is not only no scientific reason, but also no metaphysical reason.  But just having this little information was not enough, so I continued to pretend that this person would definitely get old, sick and die when he gets old. You can't blame us just because someone died in your building!  I deliberately emphasized the word "lai", which means you idiots should stop messing around.  Sure enough, the aunt suddenly became angry again. She loudly accused me and said, why do I call you Lai?  Zhang¡¯s mother climbed up and down every day to buy things, and she was always in good health. But after you started burning incense, she suddenly died. You still said it had nothing to do with you. Why, human life is not valuable in your opinion. Yours  Money is money, and our lives are nothing but shit?  This aunt is really powerful, I guess only Fu Yunni is her opponent.  So I continued to pretend to be anxious and asked my aunt, how did Zhang Ma die?
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