Chapter 21 hit

I saw a policeman beating someone on the Bund, for no reason, just on a whim. The one who was beaten was a 15- or 16-year-old kid in fairly clean clothes, with cotton-padded jacket and trousers tied around his waist.The whip used by the police, I didn't look carefully, it seems to be the rope loop on the head of the baton.Woo!Pump it down, again and again, forcing the child against the wall.The child could well run without running, looking up at him.His face is wrinkled and his eyes are squinted, like a countryman who can't open his eyes in the sun in the field, and he seems to be smiling a little.Things come too abruptly, and people who lack stage experience often have no time to adjust their facial expressions.

I've never had much sense of justice.If I don't want to see something, I have the ability to not see it.But this time.I couldn't help but look back again and again, my chest was filled with breath, and when I hit it, I felt my heart contract.After the beating was over, the policeman walked towards me, and I pinned him fiercely, wishing that knives would fly out of my eyes, and wished that I could express my full contempt and anger, my abhorrence of a leper.However, he only felt that someone was paying attention to him, and he tightened the belt around his waist triumphantly.He is a northerner with a long face and a big mouth, and he is not ugly.

He walked to the door of the public restroom, grabbed a shabby-looking man in a long robe, and didn't beat him immediately, but just stared at him, holding the stick with one hand.The man wanted to tell a joke in his rage, and asked: "Is it because I want to get old?" Probably because my mind is untrained.At this time, I didn't think about the class revolution. In a fit of anger, I just wanted to be an official, or the chairman's wife, so that I could step forward and give the police a slap in the face. In Li Hanqiu's novels at the beginning of the Republic of China, at this time, a righteous Western missionary teacher, or the concubine of the security chief should appear (the heroine's handkerchief, the hero's old lover.) Occasionally be naive and don't get tired, that's good It's not good to be naive systematically.