The Magical Old Man
Tang Zhendong went to Lao Ye's house yesterday and took a lot of fruit. Today, there are fewer types of fruit, so we need to buy more.
Nowadays, apples are all from cold storage, but apples are a specialty of Haicheng, especially around the train station, many outsiders like to bring some apples from Haicheng, and apples are a must-buy.
The truck loaded with apples was over six meters long, and the vendors had formed a circle around it, haggling with the apple vendor. In fact, there were so many people that they weren't really haggling, but rather discussing the size and grade of the apples.
"Give me five boxes." It was finally Tang Zhendong's turn.
"Aren't you Dong Ge?" A man in his thirties with a shaved head stared at Tang Zhendong with a surprised expression.
Tang Zhendong took a look at this man in the morning and found him familiar, too familiar. The name was on the tip of his tongue, "You are, you are Mengzi? Haha."
"Brother Dong, it's me!" Wang Meng shouted in surprise.
Wang Meng was the old inmate that Tang Zhen Dong met when he first entered Lai County Prison, but was kicked out of commission by Tang Zhen Dong. Being kicked out of commission doesn't mean it can't be used anymore, it's just that thing swelled up like a big tomato, so big that Wang Meng had to lie in bed for over a month. The two can be said to have become familiar through fighting.
If this crime is compared with Tang ZhenDong's seven days in the Cadillac, many people would rather choose to be disabled than choose the Cadillac.
No one, bound to an iron chair, would go mad and even think of suicide. Once a person can't even choose between life and death, the suffering they endure is far less than physical pain.
Wang Meng was indeed a fierce man. When he was hospitalized, he didn't worry about his severely painful lower body at all, but instead felt somewhat pleased that Tang Zhendong would go crazy during those seven days of Cadillac travel.
However, when Wang Meng returned from the hospital, he heard that Tang Zhendong had sat in the Cadillac for seven days and not only didn't go crazy but also took his position as the leader. Although Wang Meng didn't say anything out loud, he was convinced in his heart.
As for fighting, he also has his three top henchmen under him. The four of them can't even beat one person from the other side. As for willpower, after sitting in a Cadillac for seven days and coming back unscathed, only with some added gloominess. This made Wang Meng admire him to death, although Tang Zhendong's kick almost made him unable to walk again as a human being. But a real man admires another good man, so Wang Meng admired him like this.
Later, in the labor reform together, although not in the same cell, they could occasionally meet up. Tang Zhendong and Wang Meng also put aside their past grievances, although they didn't become sworn brothers, but they would nod at each other when they met.
This unexpected encounter made Wang Meng very happy, and Tang Zhendong's mood was also good. People who have mixed in prison are absolutely different from those who interact with the outside world in terms of emotions.
People inside call prison not prison, but serving in the army. Having served eight years in prison means having served eight years in the army. Fellow prisoners are also not directly called fellow prisoners, but comrades-in-arms.
"I said, let's just give these few boxes of apples to Brother Dong for free, hurry up and move them over." Wang Meng patted the shoulder of a mixed-blooded guy next to him, telling him to quickly move Tang Zhendong's apples over.
"Hey, no way, I'm doing business, this money has to be given. If I eat it myself, I definitely won't give you the money." Tang Zhendong was able to rise from a high school student to a big shot in prison, not only becoming a leader but also living like a free man except for not being able to enter and exit the prison freely. Of course, this was due to his own abilities, speaking and doing things all relied on his brain, and then he also benefited from his master's influence.
Even if Tang Zhendong said so, Wang Meng still insisted on not taking the money, but Tang Zhendong couldn't help giving it to him. Finally, Tang Zhendong said, "I'll give you the money, we haven't seen each other for many years, please treat me to a meal!"
Wang Meng then accepted the money.
To know the price of good apples is not low, a kilogram is close to five yuan, five boxes of apples are one hundred kilograms, that is almost five hundred yuan. Although this five hundred yuan for the rich is nothing, but for Tang Zhendong who does small business, this is not a small sum of money.
So he has to give this money.
"Brother Wang, you've been out for a few years now?" Tang Zhendong looked at Wang Meng, who was no longer doing business, and let his younger brother take care of it, holding him by his side.
"Big Brother Dong, just call me Mengzi, haha, calling me Big Brother Meng will shorten my lifespan. I just came out last year, what about you, Big Brother Dong?"
"I went last year, haha."
"Mengzi, what are you doing now?"
"Haha, Dong Ge, I'm similar to you in terms of occupation, also selling fruits. People like us who come out and go to work in a unit, no one dares to want us, can only recruit a few younger brothers, doing some deceitful and domineering things."
Tang Zhendong smiled, Wang Meng was a restless person, if he wanted to successfully reform him through labor, unless the sun rises from the west. Compared to Wang Meng, himself was absolutely considered a reformed person.
Wang Meng was the leader in prison, Lai County Prison is a maximum-security prison, Wang Meng can be the leader inside, it's imaginable that he has considerable ability.
Someone like Wang Meng, once out, as long as they want to mix with society, are the active development goals of various big brothers, wanting to recruit a few younger brothers to work independently is even easier.
There are only two kinds of people who come out of prison: one is reformed and has turned over a new leaf; the other is worse, and can only continue down the old path, or even a more evil one.
Wang Meng does not belong to the kind that has been remade well, then he can only belong to the kind that has been remade for the worse.
But bad guys also have idols, and Wang Meng's idol is Tang Zhendong. Although Tang Zhendong is not very old, he has mixed well in prison, his skills are good, he can fight, and he dares to risk his life. These don't count, Tang Zhendong also has a good brain. Tang Zhendong only read the prison rules from start to finish twice, and he could answer fluently about more than 50 rules.
Moreover, Tang Zhendong was also accepted as a closed disciple by a legendary magical old man Xu in the prison.
Xu Lao in Wang Meng's mouth, in prison is generally referred to as Xu Shen Xian, he is in prison, but even the warden sees him and has to ask for peace, avoiding him.
He lived in a luxurious single room in prison, eating the small stove food eaten by prison guards, moving freely and not being restrained by anyone. He was knowledgeable about astronomy and geography, but that's not all, everyone said he knew the legendary Qigong escape art, scattering beans to become soldiers.
Of course, everyone has never seen it with their own eyes. No matter how strong a person is, if they bump into Old Xu, they will be knocked to the ground by the thin and dry Old Xu.
Such a person, in prison, has become a legendary figure through word of mouth. Many prison guards, including the warden, hope to be taught some moves by Old Xu, but over the years, no one has ever seen Old Xu take on any disciples.
Until Tang Zhendong became Xu Lao's apprentice, everyone in the prison was shocked. Even the warden fawned on Tang Zhendong and called him brother, of course these are just rumors. However, the time, place, and people were all specific and subtle, it can be seen that there is no smoke without fire, and it is not without cause.
Wang Meng had always admired Tang Zhendong's fearlessness, but after Tang became Xu Lao Tou's disciple and heard many strange stories about him, Wang's admiration for Tang grew like a boundless river.