Fined 20 yuan again

　　I went to look for a shop in the Huiying Jiangshan residential complex in Jiangnan (south bank of the Jinjiang River). This area used to be the suburbs. 2500 yuan for 70 square meters isn't expensive, but I'll have to think about it more. I looked around some more. Then I stopped and turned around. There were two traffic police officers on motorcycles. "ID?" I asked. "No," they replied. They knew it was my electric bike (Xiao Luo's) that was oversized. They told me to come with them to pay the fine. (It's the end of the year, and the traffic police have to come out to issue fines every year. There aren't many oversized bikes being checked in the city anymore, so it's in the suburbs.) This time, I wasn't as agitated as before. The police accompanied me to the official vehicle that was issuing the fine. "You guys are working hard!" I said sarcastically. "I know you're on duty, but even soldiers have the moral obligation to keep their guns at bay." (I didn't mention freedom.) "You can talk to our leader." I think you're arresting people like me who have no money just to fine them. Everyone with money buys new things. You all have relatives, poor relatives, and you all face unfair treatment. (I'm always giving moral lessons to others, which isn't a good habit. There's an old saying, "The reason people sin is because they like to be teachers.") After paying the fine and heading back, it wasn't a disaster, but the worst part was that the electric scooter was almost out of power. Thankfully, I managed to get back to No. 10 Sibao Street, little by little, without having to push it all the way back! Damn it!

　　This afternoon I went to the supermarket and saw all sorts of toothpaste, some costing tens of yuan. It was so expensive! I carefully looked at the price tags and picked out a 5-yuan one. I have plenty of Zhonghua toothpaste, but I don't have the money to waste time (I do have a lot of time). I'm 50 years old!

　　A confident entrepreneur (a bit inaccurate, more like a climber; my goal is to reach the top by 3 cents. I'm gradually embracing solitude, I'm starting to enjoy the cold wind, and I'm beginning to resolve my grievances). I've become a bit harsh on myself when it comes to spending money. I've stopped caring about how others perceive me, especially family and friends. I feel like I'm looking down on them. Now I'm also reflecting on whether my actions are right or wrong. Anyway, I still think they are right, so I'll keep going.

　　A 50-year-old climber, with a goal, but no end in sight.