How Good Is It To Be Alive
At the same time, on the streets of a small town not far from the village, it was already the beginning of the bustling nightlife of the people in the small town. The summer nights were unusually hot, especially in such a small town. Mosquitoes were biting and the houses were stuffy, so the people in the small town would enjoy the cool on the streets of the small town in twos and threes. There were barbecued meat, wine, and small vendors in the night market everywhere.
After a busy day, the people of the town were most comfortable at night. Three to five waiters and friends gathered at a table, eating the fragrant roasted meat and drinking Hans beer or Tsingtao beer.
In the Guanzhong region, everyone drank beer and only drank Baoji beer and Hans beer. Later, the beer industry in the country went through constant reshuffling and restructuring, and many capitalists who wanted a share of the pie emerged.
It formed a situation where the leaders of the industry were basically fighting for the right to speak in the industry. No one was willing to admit defeat, and no one cared about anyone else. They were all companies with strong backgrounds and could only rely on their true ability to compete for the right to speak in the industry.
In the distance, at a barbecue stall at the entrance of the town government, three or four young people who looked to be in their twenties were drinking Tsingtao beer and eating meat. They were laughing and crying as if no one was around.
The town didn't look very prosperous. The streets were still dilapidated and dirty, making the environment unbearable. However, this didn't disturb the interest of the people drinking. They didn't care where they drank, but who they drank with.
"What kind of place is this? If it was in our Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, Third Brother, Hei Zi, I'll treat you to the best wine, sleep with the best women, and drive the best car. Hehe, but a place with a person like our Third Brother must be a good place. No wonder those emperors want to bury themselves here." The guy who spoke was holding a Su cigarette in his mouth. From the cigarette holder, it was not an ordinary Su cigarette that was circulated in the world. It was an internal cigarette that Jiangsu China Smoke specially supplied to the Nanjing Military Region. This guy's eyes were filled with disdain, but more of it was reverence. He looked very strong, with explosive muscles all over his body and a height of 1.85 meters, making the people around him afraid to approach him. His skin was a little dark, and his clothes made it obvious that he was not from this small town. This was because the latest short-sleeved shirt and jeans of Dior and the Armani calfskin shoes that matched them were not something that anyone in this small town could recognize. One had to know that this outfit could probably scare the ordinary townspeople half to death. They would have to earn money for a long time and work for a long time to earn it back.
" Get lost, can you f * cking drink? If you can't drink, then get lost and go back to Zhejiang. Stop f * cking around here." The tanned but strong young man was scolded by another young man sitting opposite him with a smile. This guy was not angry when he was scolded. He just smiled a few times, making people think that this guy was a little masochistic.
"Blackie, I say you're a show-off. You're born to be taken care of by our third brother, haha!"
Li Sansheng. People who were familiar with him called him Third Brother. People who were not familiar with him called him Sansheng. He was a male from Guanzhong. He was a little over 1.8 meters tall and weighed 150 pounds. He would be turning twenty in a few months. He was Old Man Li's grandson and the son of the Old Li family. His experience was unknown. His martial strength was unknown. His intelligence was unknown. He was a boss-type monster.
Hei Zi, male, from Hangzhou, Zhejiang Province. His martial strength was abnormal. He had been receiving military training since he was young. He was 1.85 meters tall and weighed 180 kilograms. He was a powerful character.
" Old Meng, aren't we very close? People say that those who have carried guns, gone to jail, and slept with each other are all brothers. Do you remember that the last time you went to Xi'an Sunshine National Congress, I was the one who invited you? Those two girls from the Music Academy were really f * cking fresh. Hehe, you say Erlong, that dog, dares to scold me? Should we beat this guy up together?" Hei Zi pulled another young man sitting next to him, called Old Meng, and roared. However, if you took away his face, it would be a comparison. Their flirtatious smiles made everyone wonder if these two guys were rabbits or if they had watched too much Brokeback Mountain.
"Heh heh, your sister, you still dare to talk about last time? If it wasn't for my body, I would have been beaten down by those bastards. It's good that I don't want to settle accounts with you, but you still dare to shamelessly tell me that you want to beat up Erlong? Heh heh, then go ahead. At that time, I'm looking forward to how you, a guy who doesn't have roots in Xi'an, will be chased down by our Erlong and a group of people. Hahahaha, but I can consider collecting your corpse." As he spoke, the young man called Old Meng laughed. He was probably thinking about the scene of Hei Zi being chased by a large group of men and getting his ass kicked. It was probably a spectacular scene.
Old Meng was Li Sansheng's best friend. He was twenty-one years old, had insane intelligence, and average combat strength. He was Li Sansheng's junior high school classmate from a few villages away. They were the kind of friends who could exchange lives.
Erlong, Li Sansheng's fellow village thug who didn't care about his life. He had the best relationship with Li Sansheng. He dropped out of school after elementary school and then started to mingle in society. From a small place to a big place, he had hacked people and been hacked, killed people but was never killed, cried and sweated, and knelt before others. Now he had made a bit of a difference. In short, now he could make many people who looked very glorious, even those rich and powerful people, call him Brother Long. He was a smiling tiger, loyal, but not stupid. If they really played dirty, then the two dragons would shock many people.
Li Sansheng, who had been drinking glass after glass of beer at a leisurely pace, drank three mouthfuls of wine and ate a mouthful of meat. He raised his head and looked at his three friends who had fought with him for a long time and were considered his best friends. They were scolding each other at the side. From time to time, when he was scolding enthusiastically, he would pick up the beer on the table and drink it in one gulp.
He thought of himself, who had lived for twenty years, experienced no great vicissitudes of life, but had extraordinary and sad stories. He had come to this day through ups and downs, and to have a few buddies who could drink and fight with him was already considered good to him. Li Sansheng, no matter when, even if Erlong was cut down on the streets at the most destitute time and asked him to redeem her, At that time, when he was young and hot-blooded, he had been thoroughly humiliated in front of a group of Inner Mongolian men who had already lived on the edge of a knife. In the end, when he had been beaten to the ground, and when Erlong, who was covered in blood, screamed and crawled forward, Li Sansheng did not hesitate to kneel under the disdainful gazes and ridicule of the Inner Mongolian men. He knelt decisively and never regretted it…
Because Li Sansheng had heard his grandfather, who was his only relative, say the most, whether he was sober or drunk," It's good to be alive."
The old man who was called Old Man Li by everyone in the village had raised him for 20 years. The helplessness and hardship during this period made people's hearts ache. His grandpa had told him since he was young that no matter what others asked him to do, as long as he thought it was worth it, he would do it. A man's knees had gold, but it was a fool's trick. If there was gold, dig it for this old man. If he was lucky, he might really be dug out by his brother, but if he fell down and lay down, the probability of digging out gold would be even higher.
Li Sansheng had never complained or complained about anyone. This was because his experience of living for nearly 20 years and the harsh reality of society told him that even the most insignificant person would have sad times.
Shaking his head, he drank the beer that Blackie had opened for him in one gulp. He gave a chestnut to Erlong, who was still haggling over every ounce with Old Meng, and shouted at everyone to blow dry another bottle.
Drinking to their heart's content, the four men blew bottle after bottle at each other. During this time, many hooligans in the small town saw Li Sansheng and Erlong and ran over to fawn over them with cigarettes. There were also policemen from the small town police station who came out at night and greeted Li Sansheng and Erlong with a smile.
The four of them supported each other as they staggered back to the village. Other than Li Sansheng, the rest were already drunk. Li Sansheng had only drunk a few times. Firstly, his alcohol tolerance was not exaggerated. When he was young, he secretly drank the Dukang wine in his grandfather's gourd. Later on, the old man began to cultivate Li Sansheng's alcohol tolerance. In the end, after drinking for so many years, few people had drunk him down. Also, his grandfather had asked him to stay sober even when drinking with his closest friends and brothers, because he didn't know if the person who stabbed him in the back or kicked him in the crotch was his brother.
However, when he saw the few men beside him rushing back to drink with him the next day, Li Sansheng was quite touched. Old Meng was the kind of guy with abnormal intelligence. He had been a genius and a central figure in the eyes of others since he was young, whether it was in his studies or in other things. He was handsome, good at basketball, good at football, and even better than his peers in checkers and chess. He was so abnormal that it made one's hair stand on end.
Old Meng, who was one year older than Xu Zhi, had already entered China's National People's Congress last year as the top scorer of the Shaanxi Province's science college entrance examination. He had vowed to be the leader of China's finances in the future. He was doing well in China's National People's Congress. His abnormal intelligence, unparalleled talent, and insight into the financial economy and the market made the old professors of China's National People's Congress treat him as a treasure.
"Third brother, even though you're younger than me, I still have to call you brother. Since young, I, Erlong, have never felt sorry for anyone, but I, Erlong, have let you down. In this life, Erlong's life is yours. As long as anyone dares to hurt you, even if I, Erlong, don't want this life that should've died long ago, I'll fight to destroy their family…"
"Sansheng, Hei Zi doesn't owe anyone, but I can't repay you Li Sansheng." Hei Zi seemed to have been influenced by Erlong. He supported Erlong, who was crying and shouting, and also started complaining. Hei Zi, whose martial strength was abnormal, could even walk a few miles with Erlong on his back.
After Li Sansheng heard this, he did not say anything. He just looked at the starless night sky with a faint smile. That was because the finger-long scar on his back was left by Hei Zi.
The few men walked on the road in the middle of the night, crying and shouting as they walked forward. Crickets chirped non-stop in the weeds by the roadside, as if they were watching a show. Only Li Sansheng remained awake.
Li Sansheng was going to leave his old grandfather again tomorrow. He felt a little uncomfortable. He had been feeling very conflicted and helpless. He was very touched that his three best friends could send him off, as well as those guys who called him at night.
She thought of a sentence and read it deeply in her heart. She smiled and looked up at the black night sky, saying self-deprecatingly,"It's so good to be alive."
The bumpy road was particularly uncomfortable. Later, when they entered the village, Hei Zi, whose alcohol tolerance was only lower than Li Sansheng's, carried Erlong on his back, and Li Sansheng carried Old Meng. Old Meng, who was older than him, kept calling out a girl's name. Li Sansheng thoughtfully looked at Old Meng, whose temperament clearly did not match his age, and sneered as he thought of the demon-like girl who had injured Old Meng so badly.
Sometimes, the motivation brought by grief was much greater than the motivation brought by happiness. Old Meng's story was so bloody, Li Sansheng cursed in his heart. The life of a motherly child had given Old Meng, who was only eighteen years old, a tight slap in the face with his cold-blooded reality. Old Meng's family background was nothing when they controlled half of the southeastern coastal areas of the Republic. However, in the relatively backward midwest, he was still considered rich.
Old Meng, who was extremely powerful, entered the famous Xi'an Jiao Tong High School as the number one student in the city. Although Xi'an Jiao Tong High School was not as famous as Tsinghua University High School, it was already considered awesome in Shaanxi. The reason why Old Meng wanted to go to this school was because he had taken a fancy to Xi'an Jiao Tong University. This way, Old Meng would have more time to submit the things he liked, read the books and materials he liked.
In the second semester of his second year of high school, Old Meng fell in love with a freshman girl from Jiao Tong University. At that time, Old Meng was already more famous than the principal in the school. He didn't even care about girls who were his age. Once, he met this girl in the library of Jiao Tong University who made his heart flutter. In the end, this girl hurt him badly.
Every time Old Meng finished drinking, he would call out the girl's name. Everyone knew that, but they didn't point it out. Old Meng didn't hate that girl or that man, but he hated this dog. Motherf * cking society.
Li Sansheng sneered. He imagined the day Old Meng walked onto the altar and saw that girl again. As for Erlong, his grandfather said that he had the ability to turn the clouds and rain with a flip of his hand. What level would he reach in the end? And Hei Zi would come out of the National Defense University next year and smoothly enter the Lan Zhou military region that his family had already arranged. Then what would happen when he successfully walked out of the Lan Zhou military region one day?
When he saw the village that was close at hand, Li Sansheng asked in a self-deprecating manner,"What about me?"
He had entered a private university with ordinary results and became the joke of everyone in that high school. Only the old principal still valued him without hesitation and smiled helplessly.
He recalled what his grandfather had said when he was drunk again.'I've raised you for 20 years, and I've suppressed you for 20 years. I want you to slap everyone one day.'
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