Almighty painter

Chapter 572: Exhibition Paintings (Part )
Mr. Wei, who lives in Room 506, has three sons who are smart and capable. They were chosen to work in the newly opened Toyota factory, and everyone has a decent job.

After a while, the family business prospered.

So the family moved out last month.

The new arrivals are Mr. Dan and his family.

Unlike Mr. Wei, who is noisy all day and can often be heard playing Pai Gow in the middle of the night, the new Mr. Dan does not have so many sons at home.

There is only one daughter.

If the Yang energy is not strong, things will always seem a bit deserted.

At first, we heard that Mr. Dan was a policeman, and the neighbors became friendly with him for a few days. When people went out, they would nod to each other and smile more often.

Hello, officer.

Police officer, police officer, no matter how big or small, you are still an official, and as an official you should be dignified.

If you keep the stove hot, it will be more convenient when you ask others to do big or small things for you in the future.

pity.

Officer Dan's face was so cold that it looked as if no matter how you nodded or smiled, you couldn't get any heat from it.

Moreover, since I go out early and come back late, not only can I hardly see my neighbors, it seems that I can hardly see the sun either.

Later I heard that they were wrong.

Mr. Dan is not very happy with his job as a police officer.

As a traffic policeman on duty on a road in the suburbs, I stand on duty all day long. I get to see the sun enough, but I probably see more mosquitoes than people.

Being a police officer in Yangon is 30% prestigious, being a traffic policeman is half as prestigious, working in the suburbs is half as prestigious, and working on duty is another half as prestigious.

Fold it again and again like this.

But he no longer had any dignity at all.

That’s right. For any high-ranking official, who would have the time to live with them?
Looking at Officer Dan's cowardly look, it seems that he has been saluting others all his life. I'm afraid he can't even cancel a ticket for you.

The men also gave up the idea of ​​coming over to curry favor with the officials and add fuel to the fire.

Don't try to gain the upper hand over the power, but end up feeling humiliated.

Isn't that bad?
The women didn't like Mrs. Dan very much either.

She is young, has an oval face, and her eyes always have a hint of sadness, like a sick beauty.

Unlike Mrs. Wei, who looked as robust and wild as her sons, Mrs. Dan not only outshined all the other ladies in the building, but was also the type who would seduce men at first glance.

If I wasn't pregnant now, who knows how much trouble I would have caused?
As soon as Mrs. Dan arrived, the wives became nervous, pouted their lips, opened their eyes wide, and watched their men closely.

Unlike Mr. and Mrs. Dan.

How deserted Mr. Dan's place is, and how unpopular Mrs. Dan's place is.

Their daughters will attract more attention from young people of the same age in the corridor.

Mrs. Dan is beautiful, but she is old after all. Even if she were twenty years younger, she probably wouldn't be as beautiful as the daughter at home.

Even those women who felt a sense of crisis had to admit, when they saw Mr. Dan's daughter, that this was really a glazed tile building built on a straw platform in a shack.

The young people in the corridor felt that even if all the ancestors of the three brothers of the Wei family who loved to push and shove were added together, they would not be half as cute as that girl.

As soon as Mr. Dan moved in.

The little stove in everyone's heart was lit up, and charcoal fire was added to it.

I had a fever so severe that I couldn't sleep at night tossing and turning.

Their desire to run to Room 506 and light the stove to start a fire was probably even stronger than their father's.

of course.

Maybe the fire in their father's heart and some of his unspeakable thoughts were focused on Mr. Dan's daughter rather than his police uniform.

pity.

The girl inherited her mother's coldness and her father's habit of working day and night, leaving home early and returning late.

This leaves everyone wanting to strike up a conversation without having much of a chance to do so.

Someone has seen that when she went out in the morning, she was wearing a very simple and elegant dark skirt.

It has a pleated skirt and a bow tie, and the school badge on the chest is something some people have vaguely heard of. It seems to be a very good local private middle school.

Some people passed by the road in front of the school and saw from afar the neat lawn inside the wall, the shady trees, and the smooth silver inflatable dome of the air-inflated eggshell stadium.

How good the rest is exactly.

They just don't know.

There are not many young people here who are old enough to go to high school and still haven't dropped out.

What's more, the tuition for one semester in that kind of school is the total living expenses of a family here for several years.

When the boys saw this scene, they became anxious.

In a slow-paced city like Yangon, you can still vaguely see some remnants of the pre-industrial society, and the population mobility is not very large.

When women from the same area grow up, they mostly marry men from the neighborhood.

But once the bird really flies up, it may just fly away and will not come back here.

As for the girls, they felt more jealous.

They are all people who live in the small houses that look like pigeon coops here.

Why is she beautiful, her father is a policeman, and she can afford to go to the kind of aristocratic school you see on TV?
Plus, Koko comes home very late every day.

and so.

Although Mr. Dan and his family had only moved in a few days ago, everyone's mood had changed several times.

There were also some rumors coming out. According to the auntie who worked in the factory next door, "Hey, who knows what she is selling?"
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"I'll go find them tomorrow! If she can't learn to shut her filthy mouth, I'll teach her how to do it."

bang bang bang!
In the room at midnight.

Dan Minming slammed his palms on the table so loudly that the veins on the sides of his ears twitched.

Mrs. Dan said nothing. She just looked at the table silently.

There was a small candle lit on the table. The candle had burned more than halfway, and white wax spilled all over the table. The husband's angry face flickered slightly in the candlelight.

There was only a hanging lamp overhead and a table lamp in the bedroom in the whole room.

Of course, the lights are not usually turned on.

One is to save electricity bills.

Secondly, there are few power transmission lines in the slums and the voltage is unstable.

The newly built factories can still use electricity for industrial purposes, but residents are much more constrained. It was Gu Weijing who paid for the renovation of the circuit at the Good Luck Orphanage, which gave them stable water and electricity.

Dan Minming was furious.

The candle was knocked over and rolled to the ground.

Suddenly, the room became dark, with only the moonlight outside the curtains.

The woman bent to pick up the candle.

She started to look a little pregnant, her belly got bigger, and the candle rolled under the table. She tried to reach it twice but couldn't, and the third time she simply gave up trying.

Perhaps it was because she saw this crowded yet empty room that she thought about why her fate was so much worse than that of other officials' wives.

She sat on the ground and started crying again.

"Shut up, what's the point of asking her to shut up? If she shuts up, will she stop thinking that? There's no one at home all day long. You're at work, and Koko's not at home. Then I'll be the one who gets bullied... I'll be the one who gets bullied."

"Shut up, shut up...shut up everyone." Dan Minming exhaled two streams of hot air heavily through his nostrils and muttered softly.

I don’t know whether to tell the gossipy woman next door to shut up, or to tell the wife next to me to shut up.

Neither seems to be a success.

He was not such a determined person.

It more or less implies that one has great ambitions but little talent.

When one's career is smooth and glorious, of course everything goes smoothly, and one's spirit and body change, and he develops some of the aura of a superior. But at this moment, he is just an incompetent policeman, an incompetent husband, and an incompetent father.

It is easier said than done to bring Brother Hao down.

It's easy to bang the table and get angry and sulk, but it's difficult to actually do something to change the status quo.

Powerlessness - perhaps the deepest despair and the saddest cowardice of a middle-aged man.

But he is the only man in this family.

Is not it?
Dan Minming found a new candle, lit it, and glanced at the wall clock.

"Today is Koko's birthday... You made soup for her." Dan Minming pursed her lips, "Why haven't you come back yet so late?"

“Maybe the wait time for the bus is too long?”

The wife hesitated.

"What kind of tutor needs to work until 12 o'clock at night every day?" the man asked.

The woman pursed her lips and said nothing.

"I can't go on like this, I can't go on like this." Dan Minming moaned softly, "I'm not at the point where I want my daughter to support the family. I can't go on like this, let her go home right after school."

The wife neither says anything good nor anything bad.

He just held his stomach and sobbed softly.

The only sounds left in the room were the man's weak breathing and the woman's sobbing.

During this period of time, it seems that this is what I hear every day.

Poor and humble couples are sad.

……

There was the sound of a key being inserted into the lock and turned outside the door.

The woman stood up little by little from the ground with the help of a stool, and the man rubbed his face hard and smiled.

"Koko, happy birthday, SURPRISE! Thank you for your hard work!"

He spoke to his daughter who came in, with a thousand words in his mouth.

But on Koko's adult day.

In the end, he just said thank you for your hard work.

"Thank you. Haven't you rested yet?" Koko walked into the room and hugged her father.

Dan Minming felt that her daughter's condition today seemed different from usual.

but.

His attention was drawn to other things.

"Koko, this is not the clothes you wore out today, right?" Officer Dan suddenly asked vigilantly.

"Yeah. I met a friend, a very good friend."

Koko nodded.

She had wanted to say that she had gone to the market she often went to as a child to relax today, bought some clothes, and tried to see if she could pay off her debt privately.

But he hesitated for a moment.

Koko told the story openly without hiding anything.

She is a clean person, and what she likes is also clean. She doesn't ask anyone, nor does she bother anyone. She should put it in the sun and the moonlight openly.

There's nothing shameful about it.

“He also gave me this.”

Koko took out the check that Gu Weijing had written to her from her pocket and said, "Here's a certified check for $100,000. Dad, use it to pay off all your debts."

Dan Minming looked at the check in her hand and then at her daughter.

He didn't reach out to take it, but his heart trembled violently.

Someone gave her...a hundred thousand dollars?
He is not stupid. To be honest, there are many high-ranking officials who keep mistresses and canaries outside.

Even Koko's stepmother, when he hadn't figured out how to face his daughter.

Once upon a time, everyone could be considered a "half" canary.

But that was his Koko.

The apple of his eye.

What a proud, lovely little girl she is.

Dan Minming felt that even if he piled up all the gold coins, pearls and jade in the world as high as a mountain, they could not buy away his Koko's pride.

but……

Too much pressure from life has piled up on her.

The woman's look at Koko was more complicated.

There is about one part anger, six parts fear, and three parts joy left.

Mixed feelings.

That anger was naturally the same as her husband's, anger that someone would actually set their sights on Koko.

All these years together.

As a stepmother, she is definitely not the evil queen like Snow White, and Koko is not the kind of person who would swallow her anger.

Compared to Koko, I'm afraid of her.

What's more, she was actually more afraid of Koko.

But deep down in my heart, I still like this little girl a little. It’s not as much as the one in my belly as I like her, but I like her anyway.

I was very worried, not only about Koko's future, but also about whether Koko would be cheated by someone with a bad check.

If it was a thousand dollars, she would believe it.

Three thousand dollars, five thousand dollars, or even ten thousand dollars.

She can accept it.

Women are also people who have seen big money.

But a hundred thousand dollars?
The reliability of this check seems very questionable.

Apart from anything else, there are not many banks willing to issue a single certified check for the equivalent of US$100,000, and this is in US dollars. You may not find any bank in Myanmar that offers such a service.

Whether or not there is business is one thing, and whether or not one is willing to approve such qualifications is another.

Guaranteed payment means.

If this check cannot be cashed and the balance in the account is insufficient, but below a specified amount, the bank will guarantee compensation for the money.

Only those customers who truly have excellent reputation and have even maintained cooperation with the bank for hundreds of years or generations.

They will be willing to provide you with this service.

When her husband was still in power, her family was far from having such qualifications.

Koko is young and doesn’t understand these things, but she knows them.

Everyone has a price.

One hundred thousand dollars is outrageous.

It’s not a question of whether Koko is worth the money, but that those men have never paid her that much, there is no such price.

One hundred thousand dollars.

You can call any pretty girl in the room.

She was very worried that Koko had been cheated of her body for nothing.

As for the remaining three points of emotion, they are naturally something that is difficult to say and should not be said, but they have to be born in the heart, and life is a surprise that brings hope again.

(End of this chapter)