Rebirth: Outstanding

Chapter 27, etc.

Zhao Wenye took out the match and shook his hands to help Lan Mingju light the cigarette. His breathing seemed to heavier at the moment the match was struck, and he didn't know what to say.

"You are Secretary Song’s cousin, and you are the brother of the letter head. You have difficulties at home and you have contributed to the gang. You should bring a ship around the port. I heard that you are going to Secretary Song’s house for dinner. I didn’t want to disturb you. You, but you also have a salary increase today. I will celebrate for you. After you have dinner, you might as well go to Taibai Seafood Boat and have a drink. If Secretary Song has time, ask him to join him." Lan Mingju confessed to Chen Ashi. I repeated my own words to Zhao Wenye.

Asking him to say such things to Zhao Wenye with a double bonus red stick, he couldn't say it, all these words were confessed to him by Chen Ashi.

Zhao Wenye was stunned for a moment. He was equivalent to the disciple of Xian Mingju. There was no way for Lao Ding to invite his disciple, so he had to refuse, but seeing the eager eyes of Xian Mingju, he thought of his last words, plus As soon as the clear sea breeze blew, Zhao Wenye's mind seemed to have opened up.

If there was no episode of Brother Yao becoming Secretary Song, I am afraid that Rotten Life would not think of himself, and would not promote himself to go with the boat. In other words, it is clear that he wants to ask his cousin to go out for a drink at night.

"I must tell Brother Yao about this." Zhao Wenye said to Lan Mingju.

Fateful horse patted him on the shoulder: "If you do it with your heart, you will soon be able to get ahead."

After meeting Zhao Wenye, Lan Mingju went to a gambling stall opened by his own club, and passed through the noisy betting crowd outside and entered the inner room. Lan Mingju saw the big man Chen Ashizheng counting his gambling capital. Sitting on a seat with a cigarette between them, he said to Chen Ashi who was counting money with his head down:

"Ten brother, I have already passed your words to that kid. Do you want to be so exaggerated? A Bao was robbed of the community at the Tai O Wharf some time ago and was hit four times. According to the rules, he should lead the team to follow the boat. Even if he is Secretary Song’s cousin, he doesn’t need to be so direct, right? The next brothers should be dissatisfied..."

Chen Ashi didn't respond, but after ordering the wad of money, he tied it up with a rubber band and threw it to Rotten Life.

"That's two thousand yuan. Didn't you say that Song Tianyao gave you and A Kun five hundred yuan each last night? This is to be returned to him. If Aye, please don't move Song Tianyao, you just need to pay back the money. Excuse me to come here."

Rotten Mingju twisted the stack of banknotes with his hands: "Wow, the interest doubles overnight? There is no such an algorithm for loan sharks. I have heard people say that Song Tianyao only started talking to Chu Xiaoxin last night. It’s hard to tell whether you can stay by his side and keep doing it. You are sending money and helping his cousin and Lao Dou to settle the work. You are too impatient, in case that guy is driven away by Chu Xiaoxin in a few days... "

"It’s easy to drive away. As much as he takes, I will ask you to chase the door and get it back. Interest will be charged. The most difficult thing is that Chu Xiaoxin doesn’t drive him away. You saw it last night. You don’t blame us. Some of them are too slow to stand up. Now you know how many Chaozhou characters want to go high and Chu’s family has no chance. Take care of Secretary Song and ask him to help say some good things. Gong, brothers from our gang, go to drink Northwest Wind? Check what kind of banquet this Secretary Song ordered in Taibai Seafood Boat last night. Tonight, order the table exactly the same as last night’s dishes, and accompany him last night. The woman who also found out, bought the whole clock. The latest and fastest update, free of charge," Chen Ashi said to Lan Mingju: "You think the gang is just what you think. It's okay to fight, kill, kill, and grab the dock? Offended These rich people will have to starve to death if they can fight."

"I see, Brother Ten." Looking at Chen Ashi's solemnity, Lan Mingju jumped off the table and stood still, and said to Chen Ashi, "I will try my best to do this thing."

...

It is still the window box that I sat in yesterday, the man who helped to make tea yesterday, and the little girl who played the pipa yesterday. Song Tianyao sat in the seat and watched the man make tea while the little girl sat quietly in the corner of the box. Look at Song Tianyao.

After the buddy made the tea and exited the box, the little girl stood up the Pipa and asked Song Tianyao, her voice was still as soft as yesterday: "Sir, do you want to listen to long tunes or short tunes today?"

"How much money do you have to give your master a day to have food?" Song Tianyao did not answer the girl's words, but turned his face to look at the other party, and asked with a smile.

Yesterday, when he chatted with Wu Jinliang, he already knew that the young singers in the teahouse are mostly orphans bought by old piano masters or old singers. At the age of ten, it will be put in a tea house to experience the world. When it is fifteen or sixteen, it will be put on various seafood boats to accompany guests and even be bought out of the street.

"Sanyuan." The little girl didn't know why Song Tianyao asked how much she had to give to the master every day, but she said truthfully.

Three Hong Kong dollars, the price of a long tune, it’s a pity that most of the guests who come to the teahouse are drinking tea and chatting with friends. It’s okay to listen to a short song occasionally. A long tune varies from one to two hours because of its different repertoire. No guest can afford to listen to such a long tune in a teahouse. What's more, it is better to go directly to the Cantonese opera club to listen to it. You can sit for two yuan for one morning. So this little singer is more likely to make money by singing short songs. With good luck, he can earn four or five yuan a day. If he is not lucky, it is common for him not to earn one yuan.

"No need to sing, let's play a calm and calm tune, rest when you are tired, and take it yourself if you want to drink tea." Song Tianyao leaned on the chair and closed his eyes and said softly.

The little girl looked at Song Tianyao quietly, waiting for Song Tianyao's three long breaths, and then gently fiddled with the strings with her fingers wearing a bra, and the pipa sounded in the quiet box.

Perhaps it was the question asked by Song Tianyao that reminded the little girl of her own life experience. In the corner, she closed her eyes and strummed a classic Chongming Pipa round finger song, "Han Gong Qiu Yue".

In the box, one man, one woman, the man closed his eyes and sleeps for a while, the girl played with her head down, and the voices were ignored. Only the cold and sad pipa sounded in the box.

In this melodious ancient song, Song Tianyao leaned back on the mahogany armchair and fell asleep. I don’t know how long it took, Wu Jinliang’s voice rang outside, and then the box door was pushed open. Song Tianyao opened his eyes and looked at Chu. Xiaoxin walked in triumphantly, followed by Yan Xiong, who couldn’t hide his depression, and Yan Xiong’s subordinate Ah Wei last night. Song Tianyao set his eyes on the waists of the two of them, the gun that represents the status of plainclothes. It's gone.