Yangzhou dialect: What does "good man" mean?

"Good old" is a dialect popular in northern Jiangsu and southern Shandong, and it is still active among the people. Walking into Ganyu County, which is known as the living fossil of ancient people in China at the head of Luxiang Village, you can hear neighbors quarreling and accusing each other of "your family is a great man!" \ x0d \ x0d \ The word \ good man \ has two meanings: bullying and hooliganism, mixed with various complicated colors such as hooliganism, unfairness and irrationality. There is a man named Liu Bing in my hometown. He never pays his debts by borrowing money from others. When people ask him, he always says, "I can't afford it. It's time, not ten years and eight years! " Hey, what a nice little guy. \ x0d \ x0d \ A city is a place where all kinds of people live together, and hooligans are hotbeds of "good people". Not long ago, I had dinner with my friends at Phoenix Restaurant and saw the following scene. A bruiser walked into the restaurant and asked for a table of delicacies. After munching, he screamed. The owner of the hotel came to meet him. He sprayed blood on the boss's face, saying that the stone in the dish had lost one of his gold teeth. He held a stone ballast in one hand and a gold tooth in the other, insisting that his boss compensate him for 5000 yuan. The boss called and invited 1 10, saying that he had given a table of food and wine for free and took 200 yuan. This "good guy" is obviously wrong. \ x0d \ x0d \ "a good man \" walks through the cracks of the law, and although he has various misdeeds, it is often difficult to sentence him. They hurt small business owners and honest people. They are afraid of big evils and dare not provoke government officials. \ x0d \ x0d \ When I was a child, I saw a kind of "good man", and my neighbors called him a street tiger. A circle of cloth is tied to your knees and you walk on your knees instead of walking. In winter, I was naked with a cotton-padded jacket, shy with my stomach, waving two kitchen knives with my hands, and "pengpeng" slapped my chest, crying loudly at the gate of the farm for money. Slightly dissatisfied, I put a polished shaving knife on my forehead and smashed it into the meat with a stone ping-pong. In an instant, the blood rushed down the handle and splashed on the farmer's door. The farmers involved were scared to beg for mercy again and again, and all of them met his requirements. As the saying goes, soft fears hard, hard fears cold, and cold fears death. On the Spring Festival that year, Street Tiger was called to Liu's door, and Liu sent him away with four jiaozi and a bowl of crispy vegetables. That year was also rich. Tell the street tiger not to be satisfied and take out his knife to bleed. Liu was so angry that he grabbed a pig food basin and threw it in front of him: "Forget it, if you don't fill one today, you are a coward!" " Then sit on the stone chopping block and stare at the street tiger. Tell the street tiger to pack up and leave. \ x0d \ x0d "Boy" acts strangely, dares to cross the thunder pool, tramples on rural common sense, and creates great and small waves for peaceful life. At a creative meeting, the writer Zhao Benfu talked about a "good man" named Niu Er in Fengxian County. He often pours 22 cat urine, takes off his back and stands in the street, patting his chest and shouting, "Who dares to hit me?" Who dares to hit me? " As the saying goes, man woman, a pockmarked man came over and patted Niu Er's sole: "I dare to hit you!" " Niu Erbai paused and hugged the neck of the motor: "Who dares to hit us? Who dares to hit us? " It seems that "good guy" also has agoraphobia. \ x0d \ x0d \ and big "good guys" are often born in troubled times, taking chaos as evil and taking chaos as pride. At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, there was a man named Tian Chong who stood on the street and specifically opposed the rich gentry. One day, he walked into the antique shop of the big squire Wei Erguai, pointed to a porcelain bottle and asked, "How much is this urine-holding guy worth?" The waiter even called fragrant tea "the main pestle", saying it was the treasure of Xuande kiln in Ming Dynasty, and it cost at least 320 silver. Tian Chong pestle asked again, "How much is a bottle ear worth?" The little buddy panicked: "This? This? " Tian Chong pestle said with a smile, "Is a silver enough? I will buy this bottle of ears to play with. " Taking his word, he picked up the small hammer in his hand, knocked an ear on Xuande porcelain bottle, dropped a penny or two and left. Great "good guys" are too evil to come to a good end. At the age of no doubt, Tian Chong pestle was bought a black gun and collapsed.