这是1987年初秋的一天,聊城老城踉踉跄跄奔跑着一位60余岁的老汉,市政府、公安局、法院跑了个遍,最后,他绝望地走进一家小酒馆,咬着牙,哆哆嗦嗦从怀里掏出5块钱,要了一盘花生米,半斤老白酒。于是,半个钟头后,老汉又哭又笑地呼叫着奔出来——他喝醉了! 老汉醉步趔趄,嘟嘟囊囊,时哭时笑,老泪纵横,似有天大冤屈在身。嗡——一辆大卡车在身边 This is the early autumn day in 1987, Liaocheng Old Town 踉 踉 跄 跄 run a 60-year-old man, the city government, the Public Security Bureau, the court ran over and over again, and finally, he desperately into a tavern, biting his teeth , Trembling shook his arms out of 5 dollars, to a dish of peanuts, half a catty old white wine. So, half an hour later, the old man crying and laughing and rushed to call out - he was drunk! The old man drunk, muttering, when crying, tears, like a big innocent body. Om - a big truck around