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Chapter 80 The Barber Shop
Chapter 80 The Barber Shop
"Hello, Your Excellency, Your Excellency." Old Li was a little excited, and his callused hands were shaking slightly.
"Well, give me a shave." Fatty Li didn't even look at Lao Li, he agreed and went straight into the barber shop.
"Okay, okay." Old Li ran into the barbershop in a hurry. With his back bent, he puffed out his cheeks and blew the dust on the stool, and then rubbed his sleeves hard twice.
"You sit, you sit." Old Li nodded and bowed.
"En." Fatty Li hummed through his nasal cavity, and sat on the chair with his triangular eyes squinted, looking condescending.
Old man Li carefully picked up the scissors. He suddenly found that he could not do any of the handicrafts he had been doing all his life. This was the first time he had cut the hair of such a big man. He didn't know where he should cut it to please him. This gentleman.
The sharp-eared monkey-cheeked man lit a cigarette for Fatty Li. The fat man squinted his small eyes, spit out a long string of smoke rings, and raised his legs. I, Fatty Li, don't care about drinking. As for you, old Li He kept cutting his head, but he couldn't be rude to me. He squinted his eyes and looked at the simple barber room, but he was actually looking for that fairy-like little beauty.
The fat man turned his fat head like a pig's head, cleared his throat and said, "Is there any difficulty? Just mention it. I respect God's will and come here to experience the suffering of the world."
Old Li rubbed his withered palms, opened his mouth, a bunch of words were choked in his throat, unable to speak.
Fatty Li looked at the old man from the corner of his eyes and waved at the priests. A priest immediately took out a money bag from his pocket and stuffed it into the old man's hand. The old man opened the money bag with trembling hands. It was full of money The heart-shaped copper coin is enough for Lao Litou's family of three to eat for two months.
"If you have any difficulties, just say it. Your Excellency is a living Bodhisattva who descended into the world." A priest approached Old Li and said.
Old Li's white-haired beard trembled, he opened his mouth slightly, and his voice was a little low: "I have a son, he is very educated, and now I sweep the deck every day, I just think about it, Mr. Bishop." He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, licked his dry lips, and continued, "Is there a need for help? My son is amazing. He has been No.1 in school since he was a child."
After the old man finished speaking tremblingly, he almost collapsed on the ground. Fatty Li smiled slightly. He was really afraid that you would have no difficulty. He stood up and patted the old man on the shoulder: "Call your son to work here tomorrow, and I will do it again." Change your house to a bigger storeroom."
The old man has lived a miserable life, hoping for the stars and the moon can make his son stand out. The old man has no money and no status, and his son is really competitive. He went to a famous university and became a glamorous gold collar. Now his son wears the stars and wears the moon every day. Sweeping decks and cleaning cabins Well, if the old man can really do his part for his son, this father is willing to die even if he dies.
Thinking of this, Old Li knelt down on the ground with a thud, with tears on his face in the creases like knives: "Master Bishop, I thank you, I thank you."
"Eh? Old man, get up quickly." The fat man stretched out his hand, and the priest hurriedly handed over a black handkerchief. The fat man supported Old Li's head, wiped the tears on the old man's face with the handkerchief, and continued, "I heard that there is a black handkerchief beside you." Little daughter? Do you want to work with me?"
Old Li was startled, the money bag slipped from his hand, and the heart-shaped coins were scattered all over the place. Old Li's heart was also scattered on the ground along with the angel's heart. Although he was nicknamed Li Laoshi, he was not stupid. The muddy old eyes stared blankly at the bishop's narrowed eyes.
Even if the big pie in the sky is shattered into ashes, it won’t fall on Li Laoshi’s head. Old man Li has heard about what the bishop and those priests did to women. Seven or eight women can’t stand it. That kind of torture committed suicide by jumping into the sea. The bishop always used the will of God to blind the eyes of the believers. The old man suddenly knelt on the ground and hugged the bishop's legs: "My little daughter is still a virgin. Lord Bishop, I beg you, please let her go, the old man's life is given to you."
The priest kicked the old man's chest, pointed at the old man's nose and cursed: "Don't be shameless, the bishop values your daughter, that's because your ancestral grave is smoking."
The old man knelt on the ground, knocking his head on the ground vigorously, and the ground was covered with the bloodstains of the wrinkled lines on his forehead: "I beg you, my lord bishop, my girl has no mother since she was a child, she followed I have been suffering for 21 years, my lord bishop, I beg you, my girl must be strong, you are killing her."
"dad!"
The old man turned his head to look at the door of the store. There was a pretty girl standing at the door. Her pink lips were half open, and her eyes looked at her father who was kneeling on the ground in astonishment. Canned oranges, this is the old man's favorite canned fruit.
Fatty Li licked the corner of his mouth, this lovely little beauty still exudes the fragrance of a virgin, all the priests also became short of breath, thinking of the feeling of being able to hold such a little beauty under their bodies, they couldn't bear it. Conquering the heat in his heart, the bishop is done playing, and this little beauty is theirs.
"Lord Bishop, I beg you." The old man looked at the girl at the door with a pair of cloudy old eyes, gritted his teeth and knocked his head on the ground again.
"dad!"
With a soft cry, the canned fruit fell from the girl's white palm to the ground, and the oranges in the can rolled and jumped into the blood mark on the old man's forehead. The old man looked at the blood-stained yellow orange on the ground. The yellow soup is still wrapped on the surface of this orange.
My family used to be poor, so I was reluctant to buy such a can of canned oranges. My daughter has been sensible since she was a child. She always picked up some empty water bottles and broken paper shells along the way after school, just to buy such a bottle of canned oranges for the old man. , Those shots of the three of them relying on each other flashed quickly frame by frame in the old man's mind. He stared at the orange and knocked it down vigorously.The juice of the orange petals stuck to the old man's dry, black and thin face. There were rut-like marks on his face, and his deep-set eyes were full of desolation, confusion, sincerity, and deep helplessness. .His chapped and scorched lips seemed to have been sealed for a long time, and his mouth with only one front tooth was full of sourness, bitterness and spicyness.
Fatty Li shook his long sleeves and snorted coldly at a priest, "Let his son empty the toilet tomorrow. This store should also be demolished. It will affect the appearance of the city."
"and many more!"
The girl's white teeth were biting her lower lip fiercely, blood stains had already been bitten out, her eyes didn't even have a single tear in her eyes, the poor family background, and her elderly father had already made her forget what it was like to shed tears.
The girl's eyes were wide open, and she snapped off the skirt of her chest, and the buttons on the clothes popped out far, far away.
She exposed her white chest and nodded her head vigorously
The old man looked at the girl who was taken away by everyone, and collapsed on the ground with dull eyes. He stared at the orange petals scattered on the ground with a pair of cloudy eyes, and rushed up, using his withered hands, Handfuls of oranges were stuffed into his mouth, and with a howl, the old man ran onto the flight deck and plunged into the sea
(End of this chapter)
"Hello, Your Excellency, Your Excellency." Old Li was a little excited, and his callused hands were shaking slightly.
"Well, give me a shave." Fatty Li didn't even look at Lao Li, he agreed and went straight into the barber shop.
"Okay, okay." Old Li ran into the barbershop in a hurry. With his back bent, he puffed out his cheeks and blew the dust on the stool, and then rubbed his sleeves hard twice.
"You sit, you sit." Old Li nodded and bowed.
"En." Fatty Li hummed through his nasal cavity, and sat on the chair with his triangular eyes squinted, looking condescending.
Old man Li carefully picked up the scissors. He suddenly found that he could not do any of the handicrafts he had been doing all his life. This was the first time he had cut the hair of such a big man. He didn't know where he should cut it to please him. This gentleman.
The sharp-eared monkey-cheeked man lit a cigarette for Fatty Li. The fat man squinted his small eyes, spit out a long string of smoke rings, and raised his legs. I, Fatty Li, don't care about drinking. As for you, old Li He kept cutting his head, but he couldn't be rude to me. He squinted his eyes and looked at the simple barber room, but he was actually looking for that fairy-like little beauty.
The fat man turned his fat head like a pig's head, cleared his throat and said, "Is there any difficulty? Just mention it. I respect God's will and come here to experience the suffering of the world."
Old Li rubbed his withered palms, opened his mouth, a bunch of words were choked in his throat, unable to speak.
Fatty Li looked at the old man from the corner of his eyes and waved at the priests. A priest immediately took out a money bag from his pocket and stuffed it into the old man's hand. The old man opened the money bag with trembling hands. It was full of money The heart-shaped copper coin is enough for Lao Litou's family of three to eat for two months.
"If you have any difficulties, just say it. Your Excellency is a living Bodhisattva who descended into the world." A priest approached Old Li and said.
Old Li's white-haired beard trembled, he opened his mouth slightly, and his voice was a little low: "I have a son, he is very educated, and now I sweep the deck every day, I just think about it, Mr. Bishop." He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, licked his dry lips, and continued, "Is there a need for help? My son is amazing. He has been No.1 in school since he was a child."
After the old man finished speaking tremblingly, he almost collapsed on the ground. Fatty Li smiled slightly. He was really afraid that you would have no difficulty. He stood up and patted the old man on the shoulder: "Call your son to work here tomorrow, and I will do it again." Change your house to a bigger storeroom."
The old man has lived a miserable life, hoping for the stars and the moon can make his son stand out. The old man has no money and no status, and his son is really competitive. He went to a famous university and became a glamorous gold collar. Now his son wears the stars and wears the moon every day. Sweeping decks and cleaning cabins Well, if the old man can really do his part for his son, this father is willing to die even if he dies.
Thinking of this, Old Li knelt down on the ground with a thud, with tears on his face in the creases like knives: "Master Bishop, I thank you, I thank you."
"Eh? Old man, get up quickly." The fat man stretched out his hand, and the priest hurriedly handed over a black handkerchief. The fat man supported Old Li's head, wiped the tears on the old man's face with the handkerchief, and continued, "I heard that there is a black handkerchief beside you." Little daughter? Do you want to work with me?"
Old Li was startled, the money bag slipped from his hand, and the heart-shaped coins were scattered all over the place. Old Li's heart was also scattered on the ground along with the angel's heart. Although he was nicknamed Li Laoshi, he was not stupid. The muddy old eyes stared blankly at the bishop's narrowed eyes.
Even if the big pie in the sky is shattered into ashes, it won’t fall on Li Laoshi’s head. Old man Li has heard about what the bishop and those priests did to women. Seven or eight women can’t stand it. That kind of torture committed suicide by jumping into the sea. The bishop always used the will of God to blind the eyes of the believers. The old man suddenly knelt on the ground and hugged the bishop's legs: "My little daughter is still a virgin. Lord Bishop, I beg you, please let her go, the old man's life is given to you."
The priest kicked the old man's chest, pointed at the old man's nose and cursed: "Don't be shameless, the bishop values your daughter, that's because your ancestral grave is smoking."
The old man knelt on the ground, knocking his head on the ground vigorously, and the ground was covered with the bloodstains of the wrinkled lines on his forehead: "I beg you, my lord bishop, my girl has no mother since she was a child, she followed I have been suffering for 21 years, my lord bishop, I beg you, my girl must be strong, you are killing her."
"dad!"
The old man turned his head to look at the door of the store. There was a pretty girl standing at the door. Her pink lips were half open, and her eyes looked at her father who was kneeling on the ground in astonishment. Canned oranges, this is the old man's favorite canned fruit.
Fatty Li licked the corner of his mouth, this lovely little beauty still exudes the fragrance of a virgin, all the priests also became short of breath, thinking of the feeling of being able to hold such a little beauty under their bodies, they couldn't bear it. Conquering the heat in his heart, the bishop is done playing, and this little beauty is theirs.
"Lord Bishop, I beg you." The old man looked at the girl at the door with a pair of cloudy old eyes, gritted his teeth and knocked his head on the ground again.
"dad!"
With a soft cry, the canned fruit fell from the girl's white palm to the ground, and the oranges in the can rolled and jumped into the blood mark on the old man's forehead. The old man looked at the blood-stained yellow orange on the ground. The yellow soup is still wrapped on the surface of this orange.
My family used to be poor, so I was reluctant to buy such a can of canned oranges. My daughter has been sensible since she was a child. She always picked up some empty water bottles and broken paper shells along the way after school, just to buy such a bottle of canned oranges for the old man. , Those shots of the three of them relying on each other flashed quickly frame by frame in the old man's mind. He stared at the orange and knocked it down vigorously.The juice of the orange petals stuck to the old man's dry, black and thin face. There were rut-like marks on his face, and his deep-set eyes were full of desolation, confusion, sincerity, and deep helplessness. .His chapped and scorched lips seemed to have been sealed for a long time, and his mouth with only one front tooth was full of sourness, bitterness and spicyness.
Fatty Li shook his long sleeves and snorted coldly at a priest, "Let his son empty the toilet tomorrow. This store should also be demolished. It will affect the appearance of the city."
"and many more!"
The girl's white teeth were biting her lower lip fiercely, blood stains had already been bitten out, her eyes didn't even have a single tear in her eyes, the poor family background, and her elderly father had already made her forget what it was like to shed tears.
The girl's eyes were wide open, and she snapped off the skirt of her chest, and the buttons on the clothes popped out far, far away.
She exposed her white chest and nodded her head vigorously
The old man looked at the girl who was taken away by everyone, and collapsed on the ground with dull eyes. He stared at the orange petals scattered on the ground with a pair of cloudy eyes, and rushed up, using his withered hands, Handfuls of oranges were stuffed into his mouth, and with a howl, the old man ran onto the flight deck and plunged into the sea
(End of this chapter)
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