Today is Lunar New Year's Eve. The workers at the auto repair shop are taking turns to have five days off, but someone has to stay at the shop every day in case someone needs to come in for repairs.
Qian Shurong will rest for five days, namely the second, third, sixth, seventh and eighth days of the Lunar New Year.
Tonight, after work, he and his coworkers went out for dinner together to celebrate the New Year.
Accompanying them were several new employees, including Lü Peng, and four long-term employees, including Che Xiuwen. The ten of them went to a roadside stall near the night market.
Che Xiuwen and his friends liked to drink, and when they drank, they loved to boast and act crazy under the influence of alcohol.
In winter, it gets dark early. Around seven o'clock, Che Xiuwen, who had drunk too much, started to go crazy. He drunkenly demanded that the stall owner's daughter drink with him, pouring beer into her glass and making the young girl drink it.
The girl looked to be about high school age and immediately burst into tears. The boss quickly told her to go home, but Che Xiuwen grabbed her and wouldn't let her leave. The drunken group became increasingly excited and started jeering.
Qian Shurong couldn't stand it anymore, so he drank two glasses of beer without getting drunk. He glanced at the boss and then said to Che Xiuwen, "Brother Wen, let's have a drink. Thank you for taking care of us during this time."
Che Xiuwen clinked glasses with Qian Shurong, "Cheers."
After a few drinks, Che Xiuwen still hadn't let go of the girl, who then burst into tears. The boss quickly came over to comfort her, saying, "My daughter is timid. Come on, I'll drink with you."
"If you're timid, you have to practice!"
"If you don't build up your courage now, what will you do when you grow up? You won't even dare to accompany someone for drinks!" The group burst into laughter.
Under the table, Qian Shurong clenched his fists, about to speak, when Lü Peng gave him a look. They were new employees, and there was no need to fall out with the old employees.
Qian Shurong suddenly hissed, "Brother Wen, why does that woman who just passed by look a bit like my sister-in-law?"
Che Xiuwen immediately let go of her hand and looked into the distance. He saw a woman crossing the road, only her back was visible, and the back view did resemble Zhang Qingli's...
Qian Shurong: "My eyesight is not good, I may have seen it wrong."
Zeng Wei, who was sitting next to Che Xiuwen, was also a veteran worker. He said to Che Xiuwen, "They've all gone far away. Even if they were, they probably wouldn't have seen us. Come on, let's keep drinking. Hey? Why did that girl run away?"
The boss told his daughter to go home first, while he continued grilling skewers for Che Xiuwen and the others.
When Che Xiuwen saw that the man had indeed run away, he was about to go and settle accounts with the boss.
"Are you looking down on us car mechanics? You're not even happy to let her have a drink? Who do you think you are, so arrogant!"
The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, then said with a forced smile, "Brother, I'll have a drink with you guys later. My daughter needs to go home and do her homework."
Che Xiuwen shoved the boss's shoulder and said, "What homework are you doing? You just don't want to drink, right? You're deliberately lying to me, aren't you?! Who do you think you are?!"
There was a small table nearby occupied by two young men who, unable to bear the sight any longer, chimed in:
"Are you trying to stop people from eating?!"
"If you're going to cause trouble while drunk, go back inside!"
Only then did Zeng Wei and a few other veteran employees begin to persuade him, "Brother Wen, let it go."
"What's there to calculate!"
Che Xiuwen, his face contorted with rage, kicked the stove hard. Seeing the boss glaring at him fiercely, Che Xiuwen chuckled, "What's wrong? You want to hit me? Go ahead and hit me!"
The boss took a few steps back.
Che Xiuwen was furious again. He immediately overturned the plate of grilled food, scattering it all over the floor, and then picked up a knife and started hacking at the owner...
Qian Shurong strode forward to stop him, but before he could say anything, Che Xiuwen vented his anger on Qian Shurong.
"You dare to speak? Who do you think you are?!"
If Qian Shurong hadn't stepped back in time, Che Xiuwen's knife would have landed on Qian Shurong's arm. But Che Xiuwen continued his drunken rampage, wildly swinging the knife around. Several people shouted and rushed forward to take the knife away.
Qian Shurong's face darkened. He snatched the knife from Che Xiuwen's hand, grabbed Che Xiuwen's right hand and twisted it behind his back. Che Xiuwen then picked up a beer bottle with his left hand and smashed it behind his back.
Passersby all avoided it.
The other two diners also quickly moved away.
The scene descended into chaos, with stalls, tables, chairs, and benches overturned all over the ground.
"Qian Shurong is bleeding!!!"
"Get him to the hospital immediately!"
Che Xiuwen instantly sobered up, drenched in sweat...
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After Lü Peng explained the whole story outside the Song family's gate, Qian Yu'an was very worried and went back inside to get the money before heading out.
Grandma Song hurriedly advised, "Yu'an, you stay at home and let your grandfather go."
Qian Yu'an: "Grandma, no, I want to go too."
Grandpa Song frowned. "Then let's go together. Be careful on the road."
Lü Peng was still waiting outside the door.
After closing the Song family's gate, they headed out of Heping Lane and ran into the third and fifth sons returning from the new shop. Seeing them in such a hurry, the third son quickly asked, "Grandpa, where are you going?"
Grandpa Song: "Yu'an's brother is in trouble. Let's go check on him."
Upon hearing this, the two brothers immediately wanted to go along as well.
Grandpa Song walked quickly ahead, while Grandma Song led Qian Yu'an to walk slowly behind.
The third son no longer needs a wheelchair; he and the fifth son walk briskly alongside Grandpa Song.
Song Jianmin said, "Third Brother, slow down, I'm afraid your legs can't take it."
Song Anmin: "What are you afraid of? It's nothing."
Lu Peng and his colleagues haven't called the police yet. The barbecue stall owner, the two customers, and their coworkers are all witnesses.
When the group passed by the police station, Grandpa Song told his third son to go and report the incident first, and that he would come back to catch up with them later.
"Okay, you guys go ahead."
On New Year's Eve, fireworks and firecrackers were set off everywhere.
The police officer on duty saw Song Anmin come in.
Another case has been filed.
Wang Ya: "Song Anmin, what brings you here?"
"I'm here to call the police." Song Anmin briefly explained what had just happened.
Wang Ya's mentor, Officer Zhao, packed up some things and said, "Let's go to the hospital first."
Grandpa Song and the others arrived at the hospital first.
Qian Shurong's wound was quite deep. He had grabbed Che Xiuwen's right arm, but Che Xiuwen was left-handed and had great strength in his left hand. The wound from the blow required seven stitches.
The person is still inside, having their wounds bandaged.
Che Xiuwen and the others were all sitting on the benches outside, and they had all sobered up and were no longer drunk.
A sound came from the end of the corridor.
Che Xiuwen was the first to look over and saw that it was two elderly people bringing a pregnant woman over, which made him feel relieved.
Tch, who did I think I was?
As Grandpa Song approached, the first thing he saw was Che Xiuwen.
The old man's face darkened, his aura instantly changing, his eyes narrowing slightly. "You did this, kid?"
Grandma Song also came over, glanced at the group, and then stared at Che Xiuwen.
Che Xiuwen moved his lips, "...I was drunk, I didn't know."
"You don't know? You think not knowing will solve the problem? I bet you're just faking being drunk and pretending to be insane, and you're deliberately trying to kill someone!"
Qian Yu'an glared fiercely at Che Xiuwen before going to see Qian Shurong first.
Just then, a few more people ran up from the end of the corridor.
The fifth brother was running in the lead, and his eyes widened when he saw Che Xiuwen.
"Fine, you did it! Che Xiuwen, this isn't over between you and me!"
When the group saw that the police had arrived, they all panicked.
Che Xiuwen thought for a long time, realizing that he had only met Song Jianmin once or twice.
"Song Jianmin?"
"Your grandfather is here!"
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