Chapter 91

"Big Mao! How dare you play hooliganism on me?"

"Master Jiujin, I'm not playing a hooligan, I really like you, I love you!"

"Like me? Love me? Do you know what liking is? What is love?"

"I just miss you day and night, miss you during the day, and miss you in my dreams at night."

"I miss you big pig, get up and sit on the stool."

When Tang Qing heard that the voice was Da Mao, he turned around and slapped him.

Da Mao's two hands were indeed sore from hugging. Of course, he didn't expect Tang Qing to have so much strength. Not to mention being broken free from his arms, he took a few steps back with a slap, and fell to the ground.

"Master Jiujin, I dare not get up."

"You can't get up? If people see it, can you explain it clearly?"

"Then I'll get up."

Da Mao got up from the ground, obediently walked to the long bench and sat down.

"Big Mao, let me tell you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have just slapped you, but a razor would have directly killed you!"

"Master Jiujin, I know you treat me well, so I like you, I love you."

"Try to say like me and love me again? How dare someone with a big ass say such a thing to me!"

"Master Jiujin, I am not young anymore, I am only one year younger than you."

"One year younger is still young, do you know? It's not about age between you and me, it's about seniority. I can be your mother, you know?"

"Master Jiujin, I have a mother. My mother said that as long as I can marry a woman like you, Master Jiujin, it will be a lifetime blessing."

"Your mother is talking nonsense, you obviously didn't drink alcohol when you shaved your head just now, why are you smelling so drunk now?"

"I, I, I will drink a bottle of white wine."

"Do you want to be strong and cowardly? Use the strength of wine to come to me to play hooligans?"

"Master Jiujin, I'm really not a hooligan."

"If you say you're not playing hooligans, you're not playing hooligans? Let me tell you, as long as I yell 'catch hooligans' like I did in the evening, you have to go in and eat light steamed buns, and offend you. Do you know your identity? You are all The security coordinator here, it's no small matter for you to be a hooligan!"

"Master Jiujin, I understand, I understand, but I really like you."

"You still want to say you like me?!"

Before Tang Qing finished speaking, the razor in his hand "sighed" and landed on the wall above Da Mao's head impartially. After cutting off a piece of lime, it fell on Da Mao's chest.

Da Mao shrank his neck in fright, and was mostly sober.

"Master Jiujin, I was also confused for a while, please forgive me, please forgive me."

"You were confused for a while or did it on purpose. I won't pursue it. When you walk out of the People's Barbershop, you will act as if nothing happened."

"Thank you Master Jiujin for your generosity to me."

"You're welcome, as long as you don't get confused again in the future. By the way, you go back, I will pay attention to find you a good girl, and wait for my news in a few days."

"Thank you Master Jiujin, thank you Master Jiujin, then I'm leaving."

Da Mao bent down and exited the People's Barbershop.

Looking at his tall back, Tang Qing felt a little sore in his heart.

For some reason, Tang Qing was not too angry at Da Maozhen playing a hooligan, but at the first moment there was an unknown anger, and the others were more of sympathy and pity.

On the contrary, Tang Qing, the hooligan who pretended to be rich with big belly money, still can't let go of it. He always thought that one day he would expose his trick of "money begets money".

Tang Qing's sympathy and pity for Da Mao is not only that he is still single until now, Tang Qing knows Da Mao's life experience from the bottom up, and it is not easy for him and his old lady to live the current life, and it must be thanks to the new society.

Da Mao is over 80 years old this year, and Da Mao is her posthumous son.

Because her family was poor, Da Mao’s old lady worked as a child bride-in-law at the master’s house since she was a child. She finally hoped that her young husband would grow up, but she was punished for the many evils committed by the master’s family and died on the street.Da Mao's old lady was sold by human traffickers to the mountains in the southwest, and she returned to her hometown in Yancheng after more than 30 years of tossing and turning.

When he returned to Yancheng, he had no relatives at home. He married an old man who burned charcoal and gave birth to Da Mao.

Da Mao was three years old. The charcoal-burning old man burned the whole charcoal workshop because of careless use of fire, and he was burned to death in the charcoal kiln.

The neighborhood committee helped orphans and widowed mothers, gave them houses to live in, and arranged for Da Mao's old lady to paste paper boxes in the street carton factory, so Da Mao was able to grow up smoothly.

Da Mao has little roots since he was a child, simple and honest, thanks to his tall and big man, he has not suffered much bullying.

By the time Da Mao graduated from high school, Da Mao's old lady was already in her 70s. She suffered too much when she was young, and she was sick and unable to work.

The neighborhood committee negotiated with the police station and appointed Da Mao as a security coordinator to help the neighborhood committee maintain order, civilized persuasion, and clean up of illegal items, so as to solve the livelihood of mother and child.

Da Mao works conscientiously. In addition to normal working hours, he also leads a voluntary patrol team to do a good job in group prevention and treatment.

The simple-minded Da Mao is a dutiful son, and every penny of his wages is handed over to his wife. As long as his wife says otherwise, he will never go west.

The old lady said, as long as you marry a daughter-in-law and start a family, I will be at ease with my eyes closed. Now that you are a bachelor, I have no face to go underground to meet your old father.

Da Mao cried and said: Mother, I will definitely marry you a wife.

The old lady also cried and said, Da Mao, it is not for your mother to marry a daughter-in-law, it is you who want to marry a good wife.

Da Mao was still crying and asked, Mother, what makes a good daughter-in-law?

The old lady was still crying, and she said while crying, a good daughter-in-law is like Master Jiujin!
So Da Mao went to find his daughter-in-law every day according to Tang Qing's standards.

Can you find it?Not to mention that he was too honest, which woman would marry him?Even the second marriage is not willing.

Da Mao was upset, not because he couldn't marry a wife, but because he couldn't fulfill his wife's wish, and she couldn't close her eyes.

Daduqian played hooligans to Tang Qing this evening, and Da Mao arrived in time. He did not allow men to bully women, let alone others to bully Master Jiujin.

Some neighbors in the neighborhood commented that Master Jiujin's husband had been dead for almost four years, and he was making things difficult for her alone.There is a lot of gossip in front of the widow's house, and she wants to eat her tofu even if she has a lot of money, it's abominable.When I have time, I still persuade Master Jiujin to find another one. With his own man, others dare not make any more decisions.

The speaker has no intention of listening, and the listener has the heart. My mother said that a good daughter-in-law is like Master Jiujin. Master Jiujin died of her husband. If she is asked to be a wife by another man, then I will not be the one to ask for it. My wife must be happy.

I myself have always liked women like Master Jiujin!A strong body, a well-shaven head, and a better person!

I don't like the kind of bean sprouts-like woman, whose waist will be broken if pinched, and whose body will be blown away by the wind. If I marry such a woman, I might as well buy a portrait of a movie star and hang it by the bed.

Master Jiujin was bullied by a man like Daduqian because he is a widow now. If I marry her, she will no longer be a widow, and other men will not dare to bully her.

I must marry Master Jiujin as my daughter-in-law, and I want to protect her!

Thinking of this, Da Mao bought a bottle of liquor from the small shop, gulped it down, and turned back to the People's Barbershop to hug Tang Qing.

Da Mao didn t have the money to buy liquor, so he didn t have the courage to hug Tang Qing if he didn t have the money to buy liquor.

Tang Qing shaved Da Mao's head tonight, and didn't charge him for the shaving money. He wanted to thank him for helping him grab the big belly money, but he ended up doing bad things with good intentions, and the bad things happened to him.Da Mao used the shaving money to buy liquor, and bullied her by drinking liquor.

Sometimes things in the world are so mysterious. Before it happens, you want to kill your brain cells, but you can’t think that this event has something to do with that event. You can only blame yourself for not doing that, but regret that you have already done it. too late.

Fortunately, Da Mao is a simple and honest person, there is no next step, and Tang Qing did not take the next step with him.

No, I have to take a next step with him.

My next step is to help him marry a wife, and his wife can close her eyes.

Hey, there is a suitable person!

This person must be suitable for Da Mao, and she must be willing to marry Da Mao!
Without further ado, I'm going to this guy right now!

Tang Qing closed the store door, pulled down the shutter, and hurried to find that person...

(End of this chapter)

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