Chapter 25 Where are you going to bury me?
The existence of human beings in capital society has been ignored as never before.
In an agricultural society, human survival depends on the land.
Agricultural production of spring planting and autumn harvest binds people to the land.
This kind of restraint has many disadvantages, such as crop yield reduction caused by climate risks and poverty after exploitation by rulers.
But this bondage makes people closely integrated with the land and their families.
Through ignorant cognition, they can clearly feel the meaning of existence in their barren life.
Poor and lucky.
Industrial civilization is dominated by capital.
Capital’s enthusiasm for profit is engraved in the blood, driving them to alienate people step by step.
The production line requires qualified screws.
From the moment it appears, the industrialized production process will continue to overflow.
All industries have to devote themselves to self-transformation of human alienation.
Or change and join the hunt.
Or rest on your laurels and become the raw material for sharper capital.
Factory assembly line workers are only responsible for one process. They are standard screws.
As the modern service industry is booming, service industry practitioners only need to be responsible for a certain part of the service process, and they have also become screws.
Many screws are attracted by the beautiful phantom of lights and feasting.
In advertisements and publicity, screws are alluded to.
This is your time, everything is equal, as long as you work hard, you can too.
They say life is a wilderness, not a track.
They say that you live in an era that we envy.
Screws, work hard, capital needs your labor and consumption.
This is part of the consequences of alienation.
They use capital to divide families and atomize everyone to the maximum extent, allowing exploitation to easily penetrate from the skin to the bone marrow.
They secretly divide groups, stir up various secondary conflicts, and use the trumpet of public opinion to force you to believe their lies.
Corno, this black boy who thinks he is different, is a typical example of alienation.
He left his home and decided to 'break out' on his own like a man.
He thought it was cunning Asians who were too hard-working and stole his porter position.
He hated his mother for being too conservative and verbose, and he hated cunning Asians who were shamelessly hardworking.
Korno hadn't thought about it for a long time.
He used his poor wisdom to create a set of self-justifying logic, and then never thought about it even once.
Now, a knife is placed on his face.
The cold blade brought him back the feeling of thinking.
Humans are advanced animals. Their brains are extremely sophisticated and can store massive amounts of information and perform extremely complex calculations.
Thanks to Korno's good style of always being poor, his brain did not let him down.
Memories of the past play back like rewinding film reels.
Corno saw his mother crying and speaking when she left home.
The woman begged and cried.
He thought about it.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I was wrong, I'm sorry!"
Corno remembered how to apologize.
Cheng Daqi pursed his lips tightly.
He didn't expect that the black guy he knocked down was so strong-willed.
It’s just an excuse to beg for mercy, and I can hesitate for half a minute.
Cheng Daqi finally let go of his hanging heart.
I almost lost my temper.
"Sani, do you accept his apology?"
The black girl was already extremely anxious, and the silence just now was so long.
She didn’t understand why Korno wanted to die so much.
The knife has been put to your head, but you are not afraid.
This is obviously a pure idiot, so you shouldn’t get into trouble with an idiot.
Now that the dust has finally settled, she will naturally not hesitate.
"I accept it, why don't you get up first?"
Sani has not been in school for a few years, but she understands the seriousness of the matter.
Her words gave Cheng Daqi a small step forward, which was equivalent to a well-timed assist.
Cheng Daqi swore that this was the last time and he would never face a black man face to face again.
He really doesn’t understand the behavior of black people.
Just now, he really thought that Korno wanted to die, so he kept the blade in silence for half a minute.
"Okay, Mr. Korno, why are you so careless? What are you doing lying on the ground?"
Wrapping Korno's right arm tightly with his arm, Cheng Daqi smiled and helped the black man up.
"My sect only forgives its enemies once, you will not have another chance."
This excuse sounds like a joke and is quite entertaining.
But for the black people at the bottom of America, it is just right and very useful.
"I was wrong, I understand, I understand, can I go?" Korno replied hurriedly.
Cheng Daqi let go of Korno and patted his shoulder gently.
"There is an old saying in China, if you don't fight, you won't get to know each other, so why don't we add a bald eagle."
Want to fight?
Corno's legs that had just regained their strength became weak again.
The suffocating feeling of being unable to breathe had only passed for a few minutes. Now he was really afraid of death, very afraid.
This Chinese is so scary.
When he heard that he was going to be beaten again, Korno felt that his breathing was abnormal.
"YE, add bald eagle, add bald eagle."
Cheng Daqi's request in the second half of his sentence was something he didn't dare to refuse.
He even felt that this request was too trivial.
The Chinese guy beat himself up and didn’t steal anything.
Simply an angel!
There is a reason for the bald eagle in Korno. Cheng Daqi can use the bald eagle to see the situation in Korno and prevent any discord in the future.
This is called knowing yourself and the enemy, and taking precautions before things happen.
Watching Korno's back and running away without looking back, Cheng Daqi did not hesitate.
Two street fights happened one after another, at least for a while. We need to leave here as soon as possible.
"Let's go together, the police may come later."
Choose a different direction from Korno, and Cheng Daqi left with Sani.
After running for more than ten minutes, the two of them panted and sat against the wall in the depths of an unknown alley.
Cheng Daqi was reflecting on the choice he had just made.
He still didn't understand why Korno was not afraid of death and waited for him for half a minute.
I can’t figure it out, I can’t figure it out at all.
Sani is just a little girl under twenty. She doesn’t know how to face what just happened.
She is good at street quarrels, but what happened today was far beyond her expectations.
The black girl rubbed her hair tangledly.
Life is not easy, Sani sighed.
Life on the streets of America is too difficult, so let’s eat first.
“What about dinner? I still have a lot of bread and biscuits in my tent that I received before, but I don’t have much water.”
The food distributed at the relief site may not be ok every day, Sani A lot of grain reserves were stored.
Cheng Daqi nodded with a smile and replied.
"Take a detour home. I was too nervous just now. You should have stopped me."
He was really scared.
The behavior of Black Brother Korno is so puzzling.
The knife was on his neck, but he refused to give in and held it hard for half a minute.
In that half minute, I almost died of panic.
The most tense moment of my life.
The funny thing is that Cheng Daqi is destined not to know the answer here.
What he thought: JBM, who knows, black people are so strong-willed.
Actually: Korno's brain is almost a decoration, and it only takes half a minute to think about surviving and begging for mercy.
"I was also frightened. You rushed out so suddenly. At that time, I had already thought about where I would bury you after you were beaten."
Sani walked in front and led the way, replying to Cheng Daqi. words.
Why should I stop you? Have you given me a chance?
The battle is resolved in two seconds, how can I stop you?
"Sani, are you so looking forward to my death?"
"No, but you didn't act like an Asian today and you killed that nigger in seconds."
"You're a nigger yourself."
"F**K, black person You can say black, nigger, but you can’t say, OK?”
“Then what do you think Asians should look like?”
“I don’t know how to say it, but most of them are not like you. This is the first time I’ve seen an Asian like you.”
"Okay, can I ask a question?"
"I don't like you, and I'm not moved by your stupidity, understand?"
"That's not it, why do you always think about this? ."
"Then you can ask."
"Where are you going to bury me?"
"There is a public fundraiser for stray dogs near Red Street. The stray dogs that have been euthanized will be buried there.
I plan to open a dog's grave and put your ashes in it."
"Sani, you are so cute."
Cheng Daqi's tone was vicious and helpless.
What can be done? Neighbor nigga is good enough.
Even after you die, I will help you collect your body and help you dig your grave.
But I always feel very angry!
“Of course!”
Sani slightly raised the corners of his mouth and replied with a smile.
(End of this chapter)