The Northern Stories of Chef Lao Tan

Chapter 507
Lao Tan boarded the train to Beijing, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, bitter and sweet, and sour.

When I go home, I feel timid because of the closeness to my hometown. When I leave home, I feel reluctant to let go. There is always a feeling of not knowing when to come back after leaving, and my heart is empty.

From time to time, my mother's face appeared in front of my eyes, such as snowy white hair, gray eyes, and wrinkled face——
Thinking about it, tears involuntarily flowed from the eye sockets and slid down the cheeks.

Going home this time is the same as the Spring Festival. He hid his illness and divorce.In his opinion, these two things cannot be said to the family, so as not to worry about them.

I stayed with my mother for a month, although the time was not enough, and I wanted to stay for a few more days, but my health was so serious that I had to leave.

His mother is in good health, and his greatest comfort is that she is free from illness and disaster.The lives of his sisters are prosperous and happy, which makes him feel at ease and happy from the bottom of his heart.

Mother is good, sisters are good, and I have to be good too.

The train flew all the way, from dusk to night, and arrived in Beijing at ten o'clock in the evening.

He didn't inform Wang Shulan that he was coming, not because he didn't want to see her, but because the train arrived late and he didn't want to disturb her.I thought to get out of the car and find a hotel to stay for one night, and then call the next day to say that I came.

The lights in front of the station are brightly lit like daytime, and the air with the temperature of the day shuttles through the bustling crowds, and the night scenery cannot be seen.

Old Tan walked out of the square in front of the station and onto the overpass. There was a Home Inn across the street. He had stayed there before and planned to stay there tonight.

There are not many people on the flyover, and most of the people walking back and forth are passengers getting on and off the bus.Every ten meters away, there are homeless homeless men sleeping directly under the billboards, with finished lunch boxes and empty beer bottles beside them.

At the corner of the second floor of the lower bridge, he saw a girl curled up on the ground crying, surrounded by three young people, one of whom was holding a mobile phone, and shouted at the girl while drumming: " You still have to call the police, who did you do it and you call the police?"

Old Tan originally planned to go directly beside them, because he could tell from the clothes of the three men and one woman that they were locals, and he judged that they came out together in a chic way. Maybe the girls drank too much or had conflicts with each other. will cry.

But he didn't expect to hear the word "alarm", so he stopped subconsciously.

To be honest, people have the instinct to avoid risks and the psychology of joining in the fun.Before Lao Tan stopped, there were people coming up and going down here, but they all passed by after a curious look, without stopping.Some of them are indeed in a hurry to catch the train, but most of them are afraid of getting into trouble and putting themselves in danger.

But when I saw people who were not afraid of death coming forward to watch, the psychology hidden deep in my heart to join in the fun prevailed, so there were the second, third, and fourth stops——
Curiosity killed the cat.

Seeing people watching the three young people a little nervous, the one with the mobile phone shouted at the crowd, "What are you looking at, what's there to see?"

As soon as the words were finished, two people who were afraid of trouble left, leaving Lao Tan, a middle-aged couple, and an old man in his sixties.

"Are you together?" Old Tan was not afraid, he stepped forward and asked.

"Together, why?" said the young man holding the phone.

"Who is with you? I am not with you!" The girl suddenly stood up and shouted, and then called to the young man holding the phone: "Give me the phone, what are you doing with my phone?"

"Since we're not together, give the phone to them," said the [-]-year-old man.

"What's the matter with you? Are you free?" The young man holding the girl's cell phone raised his eyes and asked.

Unexpectedly, the old man was not only not afraid of things, but also quite stubborn. He took a step forward to stand with Lao Tan, and said, "Why do I have nothing to do? You still dare to touch me."

The provocation is full of meaning, and it seems that when I was young, I did not fight against injustice.

As the saying goes, soft people are afraid of hard ones, hard ones are afraid of horizontal ones, and horizontal ones are afraid of death.When the old man got angry, the three young men softened. They didn't seem to be from the gangsters, at best, they had just started the way of the gangsters.

Old Tan's face darkened at the right time, and he said in a deep voice, "Give me your phone and leave quickly, or I'll call the police."

The word "alarm" has a deterrent effect. The three young people looked at each other tacitly, then gave the girl the mobile phone, and then left under the overpass.

It turned out that this was the case, the girl and the young man holding her mobile phone were netizens, and today was the first time they met.After the meeting, we had dinner first. During the meal, the young man called two friends, and the four of them chatted speculatively, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

After dinner, at the instigation of the young man, the girl went to the karaoke hall, and after going crazy under the stimulation of alcohol, the three young men saw that the girl was generous and open, so they wanted to take the girl to open a room.

So I got out of the karaoke bar and took a taxi to the hotel. The girl was drunk and wanted to vomit in the taxi, so the driver stopped the car and told the girl to vomit.

After the girl got out of the car and vomited, her head cleared up. When she found this place, she instantly understood what was going to happen next, so she ran up the overpass.

After some shock, the girl completely sobered up and regretted it. To be honest, she still doesn't know the young man's last name.

Hey, young people nowadays are so bold.

The crowd dispersed, the girl took a taxi home, and Lao Tan walked in the direction of Home Inn, shaking his head and sighing as he walked.

It is said that the three youths did not go far after getting off the overpass, but wandered around unwillingly.

"You two are finished, you don't even dare to fart." The girl's netizen buried his two friends.

"There are more and more people who don't watch the crowd? What if the bald man calls the police." One of them said.

"He dare not."

"There's nothing you dare not."

"That bald head has a lot of trouble."

"Look, isn't that the bald head?"

The girl's netizen found Lao Tan who was walking towards the Home Inn, and couldn't help being furious, beckoning two friends to go up and teach Lao Tan a lesson.

"Okay, go up and knock him down first, then run away after kicking him." One of them said.

"Don't give him a chance to call the police," said another.

"Slash him with a knife and tell him to have a better memory." The girl's netizen took out a small knife from her pocket and said viciously.

People have a sense of the unknown dangers that are coming.

Old Tan was walking forward when he suddenly felt a palpitation, feeling that something was about to happen, subconsciously turned sideways and looked back——

But it was still too late, he was thrown to the ground all of a sudden, and then he was kicked hard by six legs.He could only protect his head with his hands, bend his knees to protect his stomach, and had nowhere to dodge.

It was just an instant thing, when he felt a sharp pain in his left arm, he heard the sound of running away.

When he sat up from the ground and covered the knife wound on his left arm with his right hand, he only saw the backs of three running wildly, and quickly disappeared into the darkness at the corner of the street, and his clothes were already stained red with blood.

He grinned wryly, and said in his heart that this is retribution, right, who told you to meddle in your own business.

There were a few people who watched him being beaten, but they all watched it as if they were watching, and they didn't step forward or call the police.

He is unlucky to get home.

Bad luck is bad luck, the arm is still bleeding, it's important to go to the hospital to bandage first.

It was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night when Lao Tan came out of the hospital after stitching and bandaging. He was so annoyed that he couldn't swallow his breath, so he took a taxi back to the place where he was bandaged and called the police.

Soon, the police from the police station in front of the station came, and made a record after understanding the situation, and then went to the nearest Home Inn Hotel to retrieve the external surveillance video.Don't tell me, it was actually recorded.

Then Lao Tan talked about what happened on the flyover, and the police said that there was also surveillance on the flyover, and the three boys couldn't escape.

After the police left, Lao Tan took a breath, and comforted himself by saying that he didn't read the almanac when he went out, so he should have had this kind of disaster.At the same time, I also complained that I didn't call Wang Shulan. If Wang Shulan came to pick up the station, it would be fine.

Hey, people don't have the front and back eyes to know how good it is to sleep on the sieve.

(End of this chapter)