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Translator: Chen Ling
“You became a dumbass just by falling. Take a fucking look at yourself, you’d better quit drinking from now on. Take off your clothes, get on the bed, lie down, shut your eyes and fucking sleep.”
“Darling, honey, please talk to me. I like you, a lot, darling.”
Su Mo ignored his nonsense but listened to the rustling sound from the other side of the phone, till it turned silent for a while.
” Already in bed?”
“Yes, I always listen to my darling.”
“Then just sleep.”
“Honey, let me sing you a song.”
“In the middle of the night? What exactly is wrong with you?” Su Mo got irritated again.
Was he a psychopath? Sing a song? With his noisy voice? I bet he would get bitten by dogs from his neighborhood irritated by his clamorous song. Su Mo was just about to get crazy.
“So talk to me, if you don’t allow me to sing.”
“Sing! Just sing! Sing with your whole family and keep it up till dog’s bites bring you to hell.”
“Dog? Dog won’t bite me. But you do, see, I still have your tooth marks here.”
Su Mo was furious by listening to him showing off and talking in an ostentatious manner after drinking. He would bite that nuts to death if he were here.
‘I, I’ll sing you the Crescent Moon at mid-night.’
Xing Biao said so without knowing how much Su Mo wanted to bite him for being so cocky. The Crescent Moon at mid-night is a section of melody about a missing heart for the lover from song and dance duet. It’s about a woman who can’t sleep at night thinking about her lover.
“Let me slam you twice on face to make it a full moon.”
“But Darling, today isn’t the day of full moon according to lunar calendar.”
Su Mo rubbed his forehead for he was beaten, totally and truly. “Is this bastard drunk? Truly drunk? Since he is noisy as hell.”
“Listen, listen, here comes my favorite lyrics that tell my heart right now, the crescent moon has not come out in the first hour while the beauty Diao Chan comes down the stairs, kneels down in the dust we burn the incense for worshiping the moon, for our love.”
If you have ever heard how a duck quacks with its neck trampled, you would know how he sang, almost identical. Singing at the top of his lungs, making dogs in the neighborhood barking miserably.
Su Mo was so frightened that his knees trembled and the document fell down to the ground, “Screw you! I am almost mad!”
“In the second hour…”
“STOP IT!”
Su Mo roared out, for he was at the edge of collapsing.
“Isn’t it beautiful, honey, isn’t it? When I was a child, I loved the song and dance duet, and I wanted to find a teacher to be his apprentice at that time. Unfortunately, I couldn’t find Zhao Benshan , or I would be so famous now, don’t you know that I …”
The endless talking was annoying.
“Just stop it, it is killing me, just go to sleep.”
“You don’t like me singing, you don’t want me to talk, honey. Are you really hating me so much? We are married with marriage certificate. Can’t you talk with me, the one that loves you the most and who treats you as the only family he’s got?”
Xing Biao placed his head into the pillow, and complained in grievance with Su Mo.
“I gave it to you. Don’t talk to me or sing.”
“Then you talk to me, and coax me to sleep.”
“My god, what the heck.”
Su Mo was really beaten to have met this rogue but meanwhile couldn’t do anything with it. He grabbed a thick and genuine book for domestic criminal laws and opened it to read.
In order to punish crimes and protect the people, this law is formulated in accordance with the constitution and in the light of China’s concrete experience and actual situation in combating crimes.
His voice was cold, soulless yet textured. When he read the laws, it was like reading a sentencing book, calming in all senses.
Sure enough, only after one paragraph, Xing Biao started to breathe smooth instead of making nonsense.
Su Mo went on reading.
The task of the criminal law is to use penalties to fight crimes to defend national security, to defend the political and socialist systems of the people’s democratic dictatorship, to protect state-owned property and collectively owned property of the working people, to protect the private property of citizens, and to protect citizens’ personal rights, democratic rights and other rights, to safeguard social order, economic order, and ensure the smooth progress of socialist construction.
Su Mo picked up the phone, and he was already snoring.
Su Mo closed the book instantly.
“If I cannot handle you, I will have to kill you.”
After many years, once Xing Biao made a mistake, Su Mo would take out that book of criminal laws to make him recite, such as the second paragraph of article 148, and the punishment for failure in that would be to copy the whole book for the criminal laws.
This was particularly effective against Xing Biao, with general, all sorts of chapters, sub-chapters, subsection and supplementary provisions of the criminal laws, it was indeed exhausting to hand copy them all over again.
But Xing Bo took it, for his whole life.
Also for so many years, a habit had been formed by Xing Bo that whenever he couldn’t fall asleep, it always worked to coax his ‘wife’ to read the criminal laws to him, it would not take more than 5 minutes for him to be sunk in sleep as if dead.