Chapter 273 Unlucky Egg II
Min Province, Ningde City, is a bustling night market. As long as it reaches 11 o'clock in the evening, the business is the hottest.
Especially those barbecue stalls called skewers in the north, which are very good at business during this period.
When you look at the dressing one-on-one, you are a couple dressed up by tourists from other places. When you walk to a small shop with a hot business, you will take a look at the food in the fresh-keeping cabinet.
The boy in one of them screamed in surprise:
"Boss, isn't this thing a pig's heart? In your Ningde, can you even roast something to eat?"
After hearing this, Ying Jie, the owner of such a barbecue restaurant, answered proudly: "Hi~ What's the matter with a little pig's heart? Take a closer look at the patterns in my store that are so many.
It’s not me that I’m bragging. Apart from the plane flying in the sky and the four-legged stool on the ground, everything can be grilled; but it tastes very good when you grill it, so you still want to eat it.”
The above statements are of course very exaggerated.
But it doesn't affect it at all. Because the kebabs in Yingjie's store taste great and the price is quite affordable, the business is very good.
Now, on the 10 or so tables outside his store, if the tables of couples who just sat down were included, they would be all full.
While the waiter in the store was ordering the couple, he first filled himself with a mouthful of mineral water.
Then, after saying hello to the waiter who was working as a cashier, he thought about taking the opportunity to go to the bathroom to put some water.
Then, after his extremely refreshed excretion, he pressed the flush button on the toilet, and the space in front of him became distorted.
What's wrong with this?
Go to the toilet and flush it, and suddenly you have traveled through time? This is not nonsense...
In Ningde area of Min Province, the current daytime temperature is still around 23 degrees, and the relatively cold nights are also at 18 degrees.
However, in the northern part of the vast Chinese province, in a famous northern city like Ice City, the temperature was close to and below zero at the coldest night.
It was getting colder, and the men and women in Bingcheng wanted to drink two more drinks than usual.
If you accidentally drink too much, some conflicts will naturally occur. For free, the SIRs in the Ice City, especially those in those communities, will have a lot of work.
No! After pulling a drunkard who was snoring in his mouth at this moment into the sobering room and shutting it down.
At this moment, Shi Kui, who felt a little exhausted, sat down behind the desk and even held the sauerkraut dumplings that he had made with his mother, had no idea of taking a bite.
Of course, this portion is still a dinner dumpling. Now, it’s cold after so much time.
But who told me that tonight, there were too many broken things he encountered while on night shift?
At that time, he took out a lunch box containing his mother's love dumplings and planned to solve it for dinner today, but the police call came.
It was said that it was in the iron pot stewed goose restaurant in the jurisdiction of Sister Ma, two big-drinking men started pinching the spot.
After Shi Kui arrived at the place, the men who were still awesome one second ago became honest on the spot.
Their handling was simple. First, they took them all back to the bureau, recorded their confessions, and according to the situation, they were determined to fight each other and notify their families to come and take them.
Among them, the injured person goes to the hospital and bandages, and the patient is hospitalized. The injured person pays medical expenses.
Although such a thing is simple to deal with, after a while, two or three hours will pass.
Then, when Shi Kui picked up the lunch box again, a man with blood marks on his face rushed into the aphorism with a cry of "killing".
Good guy! After such a big thing happened, Shi Kui couldn't eat any more.
When asked about the situation, it was said that it was a wool-shaped murderer. The blood mark on his face was scratched by their mother with her fingernails when she was fighting at home.
So the man couldn't stand it, so he came to the police station to find someone to preside over the work, hoping to arrest their mother.
Although such a thing sounds a bit nonsense.
However, the work of community SIR in Shikui and others often needs to be responsible for such disputes between parents.
So although he was a little speechless, he even saw the scars from the nails on the man's face, and he wanted to laugh a little.
Then continue to send police and call the staff of the street office to mediate together.
Anyway, he has been busy until now, and he hasn't even had a bite of supper.
The temporary worker Xiao Qian was the same as him. Seeing the greasy lunch box that had been cold in his hand, he had no appetite to start with it.
After a few times of motivation, he put down the lunch box in his hand helplessly and said, "Brother Shi, don't eat it. I'll go to the next skewer shop to buy some meat skewers, and everyone will eat some hot food."
"Okay, I'll take advantage of you this time, so I'll count it next time." Shi Kui agreed decisively.
But before Xiao Qian went out, after he thought of something, he said something more:
"By the way! Brother Shi, the surveillance in this report office is broken. If you hand over the shift tomorrow, remember to ask Lao Ma, the logistics company, to ask him to find someone to repair it quickly, otherwise you will not be able to explain anything if something happens."
"It's just that it's just one night today, nothing should happen."
After hearing this, Shi Kui agreed to this in his mouth.
Then, when Xiao Qian's figure disappeared, a mechanical voice told him ruthlessly: Not only is there something wrong, but there is still a big deal. He was immediately teleported to Hengyang for 44 years.
In a hurry, before teleporting, he had only time to grab a telescopic baton on the wall.
As for things like guns, there is no community like him, and he can't touch them so many times a year...
At the same time, in the parking lot of a business club, two groups of decent people were doing a final farewell.
As a man who was entertaining the party, he said enthusiastically:
"So Mr. Liu, we are a little bit careless today, but we will have to trouble you in the future."
After saying that, after another warm greeting between the two sides, the middle-aged man watched the guests and the group of six and two cars disappear from his sight.
At this moment, he said to a young man beside him:
"Xiao Zheng, Sister Wang and Xiao Zhou both seem to be a little drunk. You can just send them back. You don't have to worry about me. I just call a designated driver."
So under his arrangement, Xiao Zheng, the driver of the unit, drove away with two ladies, and he was the only one left in the parking lot.
Sitting in the co-pilot, waiting for the arrival of the designated driver, the middle-aged man smoked silently while thinking about his thoughts.
At the age of 38, he is now an executive of the city's power company, and he has some income and social status.
The family has a beautiful wife and cute children, and she is a successful person no matter how you look at it.
But I don’t know if the meal was too full, but he always felt that something was missing in life.
Therefore, during his long and short holidays every year, he not only traveled everywhere, but also took more useful and useless certificates, and even went to several legal shooting ranges in Southeast Asia.
At least 500 rounds of bullets were fired on pistols, submachine guns, sniper rifles and other guns.
Therefore, he can't be a sharpshooter, but he can't be a rookie anymore.
"Damn it! It would be great if I was born in the war era. Wouldn't that be the kind of ups and downs in my life?" While pressing off the cigarette butt, the guy muttered in his mouth.
Then, in the open parking lot, such a mechanical sound sounded:
"Okay, I'll send it to the battlefield of Hengyang's defense battle in the 1944ths."
Chapter completed!