The fool hadn't slept well since yesterday, and he had been asked the same question countless times.
When they asked again, he shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Daniu! Daniu! Daniu gave them to me! Waaah-Daniu gave them to me!"
Pressed too hard, the fool started crying and banged his head against the wall with loud thuds.
Zhang Fen, who had rushed over from the hospital first thing that morning, hurriedly grabbed him and pleaded:
"Erniu! Erniu, just talk to us! Don't bang your head against the wall!"
Yao Qianjin was furious.
Daniu was the childhood nickname his mother had given him.
That was why the fool was called Erniu.
Someone had clearly coached him on purpose.
He pointed at the three people standing in front of him.
One was the man who sold Snapper Firecrackers at the Supply and Marketing Cooperative.
One was a cook from the State-Run Restaurant.
The little one was the cook's five-year-old son.
"Erniu! Look at them. Do you recognize any of these people? Was one of them the person who gave you the Snapper Firecrackers?"
The fool still listened to his older brother.
He looked over the three of them and shook his head hard.
"No! Daniu isn't here!"
Then he turned, saw Yao Qianjin, and froze for a moment before pointing at him and shouting:
"Big brother! Daniu! Daniu! Big brother is Daniu!"
Yao Qianjin was livid. Unable to get anything more out of the fool, he could only turn back to the salesclerk and ask:
"You're saying this boy bought every Snapper Firecracker at the Supply and Marketing Cooperative last night?"
"Yes, Mayor Yao! This boy brought the money and bought them all! His father had brought him in to buy some before, and I sold those to him too. I