vrcanaries Chapter 243: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
Chapter 243: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
As Little Nanjing was walking towards the police station, something was thrown at his head.
Fortunately, he had not slacked off during his days on duty. He lowered his body slightly, and a baton flew over his head and hit Lu Pingsheng's car by chance.
Lu Pingsheng, who was about to start the car, put down the key in his hand.
Wei Miao also looked over curiously. There was actually such an arrogant person at the door of the police station.
Before little Nanjing could react, a group of red-headed Indians came over with grins on their faces.
"Oh, isn't this the kid who just arrived? He's quite skilled."
Little Nanjing looked at these bearded men with an unpleasant expression. He knew that they were deliberately looking for trouble, but he could do nothing about it.
When he came to the police station, the Chinese patrolman inside told him that in this police station, when people are of equal status, white people have the highest status, followed by red-headed flies, and Chinese are the last.
He asked: This is clearly our own territory, why are we the last one, even worse than the police dogs in the police station.
Everyone looked at him as if he were an idiot, and when they met his clear and bright eyes, they couldn't even utter a mocking word.
He could only turn around and smoke, play cards, and shout where to go for a drink after get off work.
Later, after seeing more and experiencing more, he realized that there was no reason.
Anyway, the most tiring, dirty and difficult work is theirs.
On the contrary, the jobs that show off, are easy, and can make money are all taken up by white pigs and red-headed Indians.
Especially the red-headed Indians, because their country was a British colony, they are the most loyal to the British.
They were most brutal towards Chinese vendors, cart drivers, and children trying to make a living, often driving them away, beating and scolding them.
If they resisted, not only would they be thrown into prison and suffer, but they would also be released only after paying a large ransom, which would always result in the destruction of their families.
Because they wore red hats, grew beards, and specialized in doing immoral things, the common people in the foreign concessions, who loved to give nicknames, called them "red-headed flies", which was very vivid and descriptive.
Environment shapes people, and Xiao Nanjing should have gotten used to it long ago, but at this moment he thought of Mr. Lu and Wei Miao watching him from behind.
I was introduced by them, and when I put on this uniform, I comforted myself that although I was living under the hands of foreigners, I still had to be upright.
If I were to kowtow in front of Mr. Lu and A Miao at this moment, wouldn't it make them feel useless and humble?
"Little Nanjing."
Lu Pingsheng's voice came from behind, and then he put his arm on the shoulders of the young man who was a little tense.
"I just happened to remember that I have something to ask Wang Sanshi. Please take me in."
Although the red-headed Indians are domineering by nature, after spending a long time in the foreign land, they also understand the principle of respecting clothes before respecting people.
Lu Pingsheng was dressed very respectably and had a dignified appearance. He got out of a car, and they knew immediately that this man was not someone they, the ordinary patrolmen, could afford to offend.
So he stared at the backs of the two men as they entered the police station, chattering and cursing like a clockwork fish in the Ganges.
Wei Miao was leaning against the car window, with nothing to do, listening to the man who came over to pick up the baton mumbling in curry-flavored English.
"This Chinese dog is lucky today. I'll teach him a lesson in two days. It would be best if he could have a taste of us..."
After saying that, he made an extremely obscene gesture, and a group of people smiled obscenely.
Wei Miao recalled when he first came here, he didn’t know the rules. He had heard that the International Settlement was prosperous, so he wanted to try his luck.
One day, he happened to see Wei Ada being harassed by some drunk red-headed Indians.
The man who had the final say at home was lying on the ground, curled up, and was beaten and kicked without any resistance.
Wei Miao, who still had his bestial nature, did not feel any emotion at that time.
Because just the day before, this man pushed Xu Ayu while drunk, and even though Xu Ayu was strong, he scratched him with his claws.
But for Wei Miao, who is still trapped in the identity of the Lion King, Wei Ada, the leader of the tribe, is a bully and a bully in his own backyard, and he does not deserve sympathy at all.
When she was about to turn around and leave, she thought that if this man was bullied outside, he would have to look sullen when he got home, and the whole family would not be able to live in peace.
After hesitating for a while, he gave the fifty cents he had saved for buying flowers to a few half-grown beggars on the street.
A group of people picked up dog shit and other things on the ground and threw them at the drunk Asan.
Those Indians naturally turned around and chased the beggars, and then dispersed.
When Wei Miao walked to the corner and looked back, he saw Wei Ada's face was bruised and swollen. Before he could catch his breath, someone wanted to take a ride.
He tried to put on a flattering smile, but his teeth were bared in pain.
He bent over and hunched over to pull a cart for others.
Because of the wound, he staggered when starting and was scolded by a passenger without any hesitation. He could only smile and apologize.
Wei Miao was very worried, wondering if such a leader could really support a family?
From then on, as a tiny cub, she could only work harder to find food. . .
Now that she has been here for a long time and has experienced the baptism of worldly life, she is most protective of her shortcomings.
Therefore, when Lu Pingsheng came out with Wang Sanqiang and another man arm in arm, a few red-headed Indians were being chased by a group of wild dogs that came from nowhere.
"Ah, don't bite." An Asan screamed.
There are only four or five wild dogs in this group, but each of them is a fighting dog and has eaten human flesh.
They hide in dark corners during the day and only look for food in the darker corners of the city at night.
These dogs are very tricky in their bites. They either bite the buttocks or certain other places.
After all, they are useless, Wei Miao thought proudly.
Wang Sanqiang and the Japanese inspector Ono Zong also looked very unhappy when they saw this scene.
When other policemen in the police station came out with batons, the dogs probably knew they couldn't win and ran away.
All that was left on the ground were the red-headed Indians with tattered clothes, bite marks all over their bodies and their eggs broken.
No! You can’t call me Red Head Ah San anymore.
Because the red headscarf wrapped around it had been torn to pieces by wild dogs on the ground.
"It's disgraceful!" The Japanese inspector Ono So disliked this kind of weakling scene the most and scolded him lightly.
Wang Sanqiang was secretly happy when he saw these undisciplined and arrogant red-headed Asan suffering losses, but his expression was serious.
Wei Miao saw that he was thinner than before, and his official authority was getting stronger, which showed that he had established a firm foothold in the police station.
Wang Sanqiang gave a few instructions to the several middle-level patrol officers who were driven out with a concerned look on his face.
After instructing them to send them to the hospital, he followed Lu Pingsheng and the others.
Lu Pingsheng opened the car door and said to Wei Miao:
"Ah Miao, stay in the back and chat with Mr. Wang. I want to ask Mr. Ono some questions about Japanese folk customs."
If he sat in the back row with others, Wang Sanqiang would definitely be unhappy, but he was very happy with Wei Miao.
After getting on the car first, he waited for Wei Miao to get on with a smile. Anyway, he didn't like listening to their exaggerated expressions while chattering in Japanese.
"Brother Wei, I heard that you went to the prison for a tour some time ago." Wang Sanqiang teased Wei Miao.