Before a foreman on the construction site, around 40 years old, surnamed Yang, bald beer belly, short, when he saw people, he nodded his head and laughed and smoked, anyway, he felt that he was a deceitful uncle, we called him Yang

Before a foreman on the construction site, around 40 years old, surnamed Yang, bald beer belly, short, see people on the nod of the waist laugh and smoke, anyway feel that it is a personal can be deceived uncle, we call him Yang San.

I was building a bridge that year, and when the floods rose in the summer, the construction site was shut down.

A few desperate people who lived nearby S B fished on the pier I built, and as the flood soared, when we found out, it was too late, the water level soared, and the pier became an island, and these sB panicked and cried out for help!

I immediately called the police, the location of this construction site is very off, and the flood at a rate of a few centimeters per minute, when the police and fire arrived, it is estimated that all the people will have to rush away, I panicked, what to do?

Several foremen summed up, Yang San very calmly beckoned another tall uncle behind him and shouted: Big bull, tie you to the crane, go over and save people!

Behind him was also an inconspicuous tall uncle who answered, and involuntarily began to wrap himself around the crane arm with a rope, as if he were very self-conscious

A laid-back look.

Yang San shouted again: Pay attention to safety, please drink at night!

We drove the crane to the shore, tied the big bull on the arm, faced the surging flood, and then put it on the pier, and then rescued the people on the opposite side one by one to the shore.

Probably due to excessive fright, after this group of people came up, they couldn't stop looking at Yang San and Da Niu, including several nearby nail households.

It was in the past.

A few days later, I saw Yang San lead a teenager over, while holding a newspaper (the newspaper reported on this), while pointing to the place where people were saved, and chanting: "Xiaowa, your father and uncle used to be imprisoned for killing people less in culture, and now they are correcting and saving people. Look at the report! Everyone is praising your dad!" The big bull looked at Xiao Wa in a wooden and flattering way, and it turned out that this teenager was his son.

I also took a red envelope: classmates! I'm a site supervisor! Your dad is the hero of our construction site! He works hard! Saved 5 people! 5 ah! We want to learn from him!

I turned to look at the past, Yang San and the big bull did not live to wipe away tears... On the construction site, I have met too many brothers who have come out of prison, most of them upward and good.

The prodigal son does not change the gold! Heroes don't ask for provenance! That's my answer.

Two. When I was a child, my neighbor joined an absolute black organization called the Pig Head Gang, which monopolized the price of pork in the local vegetable farm, and later because of a fight, my neighbor's uncle took the fork thrown by the family and burped people at once. Later sentenced to ten years seems (I was too young at the time, and I had already released it when I met him.) Now I'm helping people fix bicycles, battery cars. Later, when he heard his family say that after the pig head gang was served, he watched TV and said that he had caught it well! I think he also has a deep remorse for his past!

But his nephew, it's different, since he was a child, his mother asked him what he wanted to do when he grew up, and he said that I would grow up like my uncle and be the boss of the black clan! Put the half dead, but also complained to my mother, how this son is like this!

Let's talk about it again, I was in the second and third grades of elementary school, every day after school to go by the river, some residents by the river would use bricks around a vegetable garden, plant a little vegetables, it is one meter wide, the river road itself is narrow, I accidentally stepped on a foot when I ran home, and as a result, I was stopped by an uncle with a sharp-billed monkey cheek, he scared me, did not let me go, told me to stand on the side of the road, take a big wolf dog that is about the same height as me against me, I was afraid to die, scared to stand there crying, he was looking at me and laughing, saying that I trampled on his family's land, and wanted to stay and pay compensation. I fucking second grade, stepped on the edge of the vegetable patch, fucking as far as it gets. Later, maybe he felt that he had tossed enough and let me go. I didn't dare to tell my parents when I got home, for fear the dogs would bite them.

In fact, now think about what to say, my father is stationed on Zhenbao Island, and the old Maozi almost fights with the bayonet, and the uncle fights against the Vietnamese counterattack war, will he be afraid of a leper? A few years later, I passed there again and saw the man squatting on the side of the road selling vegetables in a basket, next to which there was a half bottle of bullpen hill, a bag of red plums, chatting with people.

To tell you the truth, I see that person now, I'm all on fire,, I was only in the second grade at the time, you bastard with a big wolf dog at me, and then you look at the side and laugh and scare me from time to time, what a bird skill. To be careful, I really thought about beating him to death, and then I thought about it, fuck, does he remember?

I admit to hearing some big guys mix up, wash white, and be the boss. However, it is really a very small number, and it is a desperate fight, and the vast majority of the mixed scenery is very bleak in the end.

What "I break through at will, and look up to me..." is rare.

Three. I am particularly opposed to those literary or film and television works that depict the underworld with deep feelings and righteousness, righteousness, chivalry, etc., which will really mislead young people very badly.

Since it is a triad, their way of living must be destructive to society, do not watch them help the old lady cross the road, give the children candy to eat it will feel good about them. It is true that good people have shortcomings, and bad people have shining points, but those shining points are far less harmful to society than they cause to others.

Batman vs Superman is based on this reflection, even an absolute hero like Superman can cause fatal damage to others, and the underworld is even more evil.

Prisons do have a reform function, but more accurately, a deterrent function, allowing people to see the crushing power of state violence, to suppress the impulse of those who try to commit adultery again, to let them know what the price is, to let them know that hurting society is a price.

So many underworld elements will become honest after they get out of prison, but they have seen the powerful, so many people have learned to swim on the edge of legal sanctions and harm society in a more hidden and chronic way.

I know several such people, and I don't care whether they are good or not, but their performance makes me know what is inherently difficult to move, and I can better appreciate the preciousness of putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha, because almost no one can do it.