Chapter Eighty-Three: The Barbershop
"Hello Bishop, Hello Bishop. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Lao Li was a little excited, and his calloused hands were shaking slightly.
"Well, give me a shave." Fat Li didn't look at Lao Li Tou, and walked straight into the barber shop with a promise.
"Alright, alright." Lao Li Tou hurriedly ran into the barber shop, he bent his back, puffed out his cheeks and blew the dust on the stool, and rubbed his sleeve twice.
"You sit, you sit." Lao Li nodded and said.
"Hmm." Li Fatzi snorted through his nose and sat on the chair with squinted triangular eyes, looking condescending and looking like no one in his eyes.
Old man Li carefully picked up the scissors, he suddenly found that he had done all the handicraft work he had done all his life, and it was the first time he had cut the hair of such a big man, and he didn't know where he should cut it to please this nobleman.
The sharp-eared monkey cheek man put a cigarette on the fat man, the fat man squinted his little eyes, spit out a long string of smoke rings, and raised Erlang's legs, I Li Fat Man is a drunkard who doesn't mean to drink, as for your old Li Tou can't cut it, but he can't surprise 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 have come to you to experience the suffering of the world in accordance with the will of God." ”
Lao Li Tou rubbed his withered palms, opened his mouth, and a bunch of words choked in his throat, unable to speak.
Li Fatzi stroked the old man with the corner of his eyes, waved at the priests, and a priest immediately took out a money bag from his arms and stuffed it into the old man's hand, the old man opened the money bag with shaking hands, which was a bag full of heart-shaped copper coins, enough for Lao Li's family of three to eat for two months.
"If you have difficulties, just say, the bishop is a living bodhisattva who has come to the world." A priest approached Lao Li Tou and said.
Lao Li's white beard trembled, he opened his mouth slightly, and his voice was a little small: "I... I have a son, who is highly educated, and now he sweeps the deck every day, and I think, Lord Bishop..."Lao Li Tou swallowed a mouthful of saliva, licked his dry lips, and continued: "Is there a lack of helpers, my son is amazing, he has been the first in school since he was a child..."
After the old man finished speaking, he almost collapsed on the ground, Li Fat Man smiled slightly, he was really afraid that you would not be in difficulty, he stood up and patted the old man on the shoulder: "Call your son to me tomorrow, and I will change your house to a bigger store room." ”
The old man has lived a life hard, looking forward to the stars and the moon can make his son get ahead, the old man has no money and no status, and his son is really competitive, went to a famous university, and has become a glamorous gold collar, and now his son wears the stars and the moon every day to sweep the deck and wipe the cabin, if the old man can really do his part for his son, this father is death, and he is also willing.
Thinking of this, Lao Li Tou knelt on the ground with a puff, and the old tears on his face were crisscrossed in the wrinkles like knives: "Lord Bishop... I thank you, I thank you. ”
"Huh? Old man, get up. The fat man stretched out his hand, and the priest hurriedly handed over a black handkerchief, and the fat man held Lao Li's head, wiped the tears on the old man's face with a handkerchief, and then said, "I heard that you have a little daughter by your side?" Do you want to come to me to do things together? ”
Lao Li Tou's heart was shocked, the money bag slipped from his hand, the heart-shaped coins were scattered all over the ground, and Lao Li Tou's heart was also scattered along with the angel's heart, although his nickname was Li Laoshi, his brain was not stupid, his cloudy old eyes stared at the bishop's eyes that narrowed into a slit.
The big pie in the sky is broken into ashes, and it can't hit my Li Laoshi's head, what the bishop and those priests do to women, Old Man Li still has heard of it, there are already seven or eight women who can't bear the torture and jump into the sea to commit suicide, the bishop has blinded the believers with the will of God, the old man suddenly knelt on the ground, hugged the bishop's legs: "My little daughter is still a yellow flower girl, Bishop, please, you let her go, the old man's life is given to you." ”
The sharp-eared monkey cheek priest kicked the old man in the chest, pointed at the old man's nose and scolded: "Don't be embarrassed, the bishop values your daughter, and it is your ancestral tomb that is smoking." ”
The old man knelt on the ground and slammed his head on the ground, and the ground was stamped with blood stains like a knife on his forehead: "I beg you, Lord Bishop, my daughter has been without a mother since she was a child, she has been suffering with me for 21 years, Lord Bishop, I beg you, my daughter's son must be strong, you are killing her." ”
"Dad!"
The old man turned his head to look at the door of the store, a delicate-looking girl stood at the door, her pink lips were half open, and her eyes looked at her father kneeling on the ground in dismay, and she was still holding the canned oranges she had just bought after her salary today, which was the old man's favorite canned fruit.
Li Fatzi licked the corners of his mouth, this lovely little beauty still exudes the fragrance of virginity, and the priests are also short of breath, thinking of the feeling of being able to press such a little beauty under him, he can't help the heat in his heart, Lord Bishop is done, this little beauty is theirs.
"I beg of you, Your Excellency." The old man looked at the girl at the door with a pair of cloudy old eyes, gritted his teeth and slammed his head on the ground again.
"Dad!"
With a coquettish cry, the canned fruit fell to the ground from between the girl's white palms, and the oranges in the cans rolled and jumped into the blood marks under the old man's forehead, and the old man looked at the blood-stained yellow orange on the ground, and the bright yellow soup was still wrapped on the surface of the orange.
In the past, the family was poor, reluctant to buy such a jar of canned oranges, her daughter has been sensible since she was a child, she always picked up some empty water bottles along the way from school, broke the paper shell, just to buy such a bottle of canned oranges for the old man, in the past, those shots of the three people relying on each other, frame by frame quickly flashed in the old man's mind, he stared at this orange, and knocked down hard. The juice of the orange petals stuck to the old man's black, thin face, and his face was like a rut, and his sunken eyes were full of desolation, confusion, earnestness, and deep helplessness. His chapped, scorched lips seemed to have been sealed dry for a long time, and he didn't know how much sour, bitter, and spicy his mouth was full of only one front tooth.
Li Fatzi shook his long sleeves and snorted coldly at a priest: "Let his son go to the toilet tomorrow, and this shop will be demolished, which will affect the appearance of the city." ”
"Wait!"
The girl's white teeth bit her lower lip fiercely, and she had bitten out the blood, and there was not a single tear in her eyes.
The girl's eyes widened, and she tore off the placket of her chest violently, and the buttons on her clothes popped out for a long time.
She bared her fair breasts and nodded her head hard...
The old man looked at the girl who was taken away by everyone, his eyes were dull and he collapsed to the ground, he stared at the orange petals scattered on the ground with a pair of cloudy eyes, pounced on it, and with his withered hands, he held the oranges one by one and stuffed them into his mouth, with a wail, the old man ran onto the flight deck and plunged into the sea...