Among the eighty-eight young intellectuals who joined our team, Yongqing is a legendary figure, because of his so-called "money worker" craftsmanship. Although he was a single shadow and did not know any of us in this group of intellectuals, his mystery made him soon become the core figure of more than a dozen zhiqing in the tribe. Not long after he cut in, his mystery spread among the intellectuals——
He said that he had wandered into society before he finished elementary school, and this time he went to the countryside to avoid a theft case and come down through relationships.
At the age of six, he became a "money worker", repeatedly entering and leaving the "bureau", and the thumb nails of his hands were separated from the middle? It was the correctional officer who told him to remember the lesson with pliers pinched.
It is also said that he often ran away when he was six years old, and he could not go home for ten and a half days, his father could not find it, his stepmother could not manage it, and the set of bedding he went to the countryside was made by himself.
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This only strange face among the eighty-eight Zhiqing took root in this Zhiqing tribe and became the core figure of more than a dozen Lai Zai. In fact, from the appearance, Yongqing's eyebrows are clear-eyed, upright, squinting eyes, well-behaved mouth, always with a knowing smile, although the eyes throw out a touch of strange light from time to time, but his smiling baby face is still quite likable. If it weren't for the rumors, this face would be hard for people to imagine, he was actually a swallow Li San-like god.

Once I went to his dormitory, saw him talking to a few Lai Zai, saw me come in, smiled, got up and rubbed shoulders with me. After a while he came back and said to me, "You're going to have a treat today." His words made me subconsciously touch my pants pocket, and my heart flickered: empty, the wallet is gone! There was not only my one-month meal ticket, but also the ten yuan that my mother had just brought with her. Ten dollars at that time was my expenses for a month or two in the countryside. On the ground, sweat came out of his head. Yongqing looked at me strangely. I woke up violently, and was about to complain, when Yongqing had already handed me the wallet. It turned out that he was doing a bag-cutting performance for those guys! Oddly enough, my wallet was in my ass pocket, how could he feel it?
This was the first encounter between Yongqing and me after cutting in.
In our Zhiqing tribe, there are some social Intellectuals who have been wandering in society for a few years after graduating from junior high school, divided into several forces, each leading the water and soil, and sometimes for the sake of fighting for a "big oil (tour)", there are often times when there is a fire. Therefore, in the first two years of the insertion, group fights often occurred, and when the fire merged, kitchen knives and fire pillars flew all over the courtyard. After three times and five times, it was calm, and who was the boss and who was the second oldest were also known. From then on, they did not provoke each other and went their own way. Yongqing is in several gangs, there is no fixed gang, which gang is involved, that gang all get along very well. A few Lai Zai once had evil intentions, thinking: "Fuck Yongqing, either submit to us or submit to them, don't fucking fall everywhere." The two Se boys, nicknamed Egg and Sparrow, wrapped him up in the dormitory, and the vicious words made him angry, wanting to clean him up and make him obey the water and soil, but Yongqing was full of smiles, and even made a fuss, one bite after another: "Dude, guys!" Today I have a treat, let's have a drink. Then he took out a cigarette and handed one to each of them. This trick was very clever, and Lai Zai, who wanted him to serve the water and soil, immediately lost his temper, turned his anger into joy, and pointed his hand at YongQing's nose and scolded and grinned: "You are really fucking a ball, Lao Tzu can move anyone, you can't get your hands on it." Yongqing took the opportunity to make another sweet remark. After that, get up and make a trip to the county seat, and come back with a bunch of wine and meat. A dozen Lai Zai drew their fists and drank heavily. Because of this brave secretary, in the past two years, there have been more than a dozen "money workers" in our Zhiqing tribe. What terms such as "skylight", "underground cave", "platform" and so on, everyone knows. The walls and stove pits of the Zhiqing compound often appear hollowed out wallets, discarded there, and become the pockets of honest Zhiqing who keep to themselves.
My real dealings with Yongqing came from a field struggle with farmers. At that time, I was the deputy secretary of the general branch of the Zhiqing Regiment, and I was also the deputy captain of the production team, and as soon as the work teams from the regions and provinces came down to inspect the "agricultural science dazhai" pilot situation, the commune's loudspeakers shouted my name all over the world, telling me to hurry to the commune or the brigade, write slogans, and publish posters. Therefore, it is well-known among farmers and young people. But what impressed Yongqing the most was that a strong descendant named Erqing, who was eight or nine years older than us, had to take a nap on the ground to take a break in the scenery of Zhiqing and try wrestling. The aggressive Lai Zai couldn't hold back and scrambled to go forward, but one by one he was easily knocked down, and finally, the zhiqing all turned their eyes to me, and I didn't move, and I flinched. At this time, Yongqing spoke: "Xiao Yu, up!" Yongqing has obviously been provoked, but his strength is not good, but he knows me, in the Zhiqing compound, often two or three Lai Zai wrestled me alone, are not opponents, because I have the foundation of the gymnastics team of the city sports school, plus I was the main force of the athletics and basketball teams when I was in school, although I did not practice wrestling, but the strength and flexibility are definitely stronger than the average person. Seeing that the descendant named Erqing had fallen five or six Zhiqing in a row, I had already held my breath in my heart, but I had always pretended to shrink back and did not dare to go up, and it was Yongqing who first introduced me. Eager eyes told me that his strong sense of honor had turned him into a bloody man; a conscience inherent in human nature; a beautiful heart that could be developed. My pretentious act of retreating made Yongqing's face blush, and his eyes, which were usually smiling and squinting, now revealed extreme contempt and indifference. It seems to be saying, "You're fucking useless!"
He didn't understand me, it was a tactic, and I wanted to provoke Erqing to challenge me, because he was proud and eager to win at this time.
Sure enough, Erqing couldn't help but step forward: "Play, I'm afraid of the ball!" He had the desire to knock Zhiqing down. The impulse I pressed in my heart had long been irrepressible, but I still pretended to be timid. Yongqing couldn't control it anymore: "I'll come!" His thin body stood up to the front of Erqing, and as a result, Erqing grabbed Yongqing's front flap with only one arm, and actually lifted him up, and then, with a leg stroke from below, Yongqing was thrown to the ground firmly. I couldn't control myself anymore, so when Erqing swung the frame over, I didn't hesitate to approach it.
Among the intellectuals, I belong to the category of solid and tall children. Standing with Erqing, although he was not as strong as he was, he was more capable and sharp than him. Seeing Erqing's desire to win, the first wrestling decided to win by cleverness, and when Erqing pounced on him with great momentum, I only put one side of my body, stretched my right leg, and pulled along the trend, and Erqing pounced forward and fell to the ground. The onlookers cheered. How Erqing fell, he himself did not understand. Erqing, who was annoyed and angry because of the failure, quickly pounced back. Before I could react, he rushed up to me and hugged me, and I felt that my feet were tripped by the mound, and I sat on the ground. The intellectuals suddenly lost their voices. However, I was provoked by Erqing's recklessness, and a bloody feeling grew in my heart. The third wrestler pounced on me again, and this time he jumped behind me in a flash and wrapped his arms around my waist with his arms. I squatted down in a hurry: I used all my brute force, a lot of strength, and lifted Erqing out of thin air, just like that, turning a few times in a row, Erqing's body was in the air, and there was no bit of resistance. I took advantage of the situation to prop up my arms, and Erqing held my hands and loosened them, only to see him thrown out of the air in a toad-like shape, and when he landed, his mouth and jaw were just nibbling into the ground. At this time, the onlookers of Zhiqing shouted again, and at this time, Yongqing's face was red, and he shouted a few Zhiqing to lift me up like a hero...
It was this move that made Yongqing and I extra intimate. He didn't know how to express his state of mind, and when he saw that I liked to dance and ink, he wanted to please me with his stealing skills. Once when the commune was singing, he pulled me a little, squeezed my eyes, flashed into the crowd and disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, he squeezed out again, and only then, a dozen pens were already hanging in his pocket. Come to me and take it off and stuff it into my hand: "This thing is useful to you." I saw the situation, did not know how to be good, pulled him quickly out of the theater.
Yongqing has been in the society for many years, but he is a person with spirit and intelligence. Although he did not read much, he worshipped culture. Sometimes, a pen is also inserted in the pocket of the jacket. When he saw me, he deliberately touched the pen in his pocket and then laughed comically.
Yongqing's rumors were confirmed in the third year of the squad. He was indeed linked to a theft. He was only sixteen years old and a minor when he joined the team, but three years later the case was turned over again, and the public security bureau came to the village, took him away, and sent him to a juvenile labor camp called the Fourth Rolling Mill for a year. Because he was a zhiqing, coupled with his good manners, he came out in three months. After coming out, the leading cadres and the commune brigade held a meeting of all the young people and asked Yongqing to make a thorough explanation at the meeting to show repentance and to become a new person. I took notes, and therefore I had the following account of him—
Yongqing's parents divorced when he was five years old, and his stepmother was not very kind to him, and he often ran away from home when he was six years old. My father was a worker, and sometimes he looked for him, beat him on fire, and after a long time, he would be skinned, and if he loved to go, he would go back. His father didn't have time, and his stepmother didn't like him, so she went with him. Yongqing wandered the society at the age of six, first with some street children to pick up rags and sell money. In the process of buying and selling rags, he gradually discovered that iron is worth more than broken, and copper is worth more than iron, so he developed from garbage dumps to construction sites and factories to steal copper and iron. Doing "money work" was something he did after he was eight years old. A man in his twenties who had a family saw that he was astute, took him in, and trained him in the speed of his hands: filled with water with a basin and sandwiched the smooth soap in the water with his hands; burned the red charcoal blocks with a stove, and let him use his hands to pinch them out piece by piece as fast as he could. The first time he committed a crime, it was this person who covered him to take out the old lady's bag, and Yongqing easily succeeded. Looking back, it contained an "old man's" ticket (ten yuan at the time), which he could not see when he sold copper and iron. His "master" rewarded him with a sumptuous meal with this ticket. Since then, Yongqing has experienced the pleasure of success, and he thinks: This method is still fast to make money.
Yongqing said that at that time, he was often caught by the public security bureau, because he was small, and every time he was caught, he begged for forgiveness on the road: "Good uncle forgive me, I don't dare anymore." And every time I asked for forgiveness, I was able to squeeze out a few tears pitifully. When he met the soft-hearted policeman, when he saw the child, he taught a few words and let it go, but as soon as he let it go, Yongqing did it again the next day. Yongqing felt that paying for money, thrilling and exciting, for a long time, as soon as he saw the target, his hands were itchy, and the public security bureau would not be afraid if he entered more. He said that sometimes on the train and the police hide and seek: the police chased, they would sneak up on the carriage, lock the door back, and the police would be gassed through the window, and when the speed of the train slowed down, they would jump out of the toilet window. Because he was often caught, he was often punished, and the nails on his hand were indeed pinched by the pliers, which was a testimony to his experience. Each time his father led him out again; within a few days of returning home, he ran away again. Seeing his son who grew up day by day, Yongqing's father always had a kind of uneasiness in his heart, and he also tried his best to send Yongqing to school several times to let him study, but Yongqing's heart could not be contained, and skipping school made it impossible for him to complete his studies normally. However, in those years, people did not pay much attention to culture, so they had a job and mixed an iron rice bowl. However, at that time, only by going to the countryside first could he have the opportunity to find a job, so Yongqing's father went through the formalities for him to go to the countryside. Yongqing happened to commit a crime at this time, and if he wanted to hide, he went to the countryside with us. His futons and supplies were all handled by himself. Before leaving, for the first time, my father said to Yongqing in a serious and long voice, "You are also old, don't come here again." Dad didn't take good care of you, but you should understand something yourself. Go to the countryside to exercise and exercise, find a job in the future, become a family, and I will die in the name. Father said earnestly, and his eyes were red. The first time Yongqing saw his father like this, his heart also seemed to be stirred by something and moved.
Although I can't go out to get some pocket money after going to the countryside, most of them are in the case of helpless life and no way. Accustomed to doing that kind of thing, the hands are always itchy, plus in that era, the heart is gray, can not see the prospects, and do as you please, how you can live is how to come. In our Zhiqing tribe, Yongqing's "money worker" craft is often carried out by Lai Zai as a kind of entertainment, so it is conceivable that he can bring out more than a dozen thieves.
When he explained his experience that time, I wrote down more than thirty pages for him, densely packed. After coming down, he looked at it and was a little disapproving that this was all he said. I said, if you can write about these experiences, it would be a good story! He didn't speak after listening, his eyes blinked, and he smiled again.
That re-education through labor was a landmark change for Yongqing, and after that, he really went out less. Once, when I was talking to him, I asked him, "Are your hands still itchy now?" He did not laugh, and for the first time he said very seriously: "People who are infected with stealing are as addicted as smoking big cigarettes." As soon as I went out, I saw the money in people's bags like I was sick, and I wanted to go up. But I have to put up with it and go out less. People in their twenties can't live on this all the time. ”
This is yongqing, the brother of the plug, and now, in the same factory where his father worked. The father had a job in a state-owned enterprise for this son, and he had an iron rice bowl to serve, and he retired early before he reached retirement age, and let Yongqing take over his shift.
For more than twenty years, Yongqing became a family, had children, and became a father. When I saw him, I still smiled and squinted, but I was no longer the same person as before.