Bao inquired excitedly and walked into the People's Barber Shop.
"Tell me, what's the matter? If it's about that matter, don't say anything, I'm busy!"
Tang Qing was shaving the head of a male neighbor.
Bao Wenchen scratched his skinny scalp, looked at Tang Qing and the regulars sitting on the long row of benches, and his excitement suddenly turned into boredom.
Tonight, the two long rows of benches in the People's Barber Shop were full of people. Not only were regular customers Wang Carpenter, Pig Butcher, Shanghai Auntie, Da Mao, Shagu and others, but also Fatty Sun, Caitou Toutou and others.
"Come here, sit down and rest for a while."
Carpenter Wang greeted Bao and asked.
Bao Wenwen took a look at Tang Qing and saw that Tang Qing was shaving his head and looking normal, so he walked over to Carpenter Wang and said angrily:
"Tell me to come over and sit down. That's nice. Is there room for my butt?"
Carpenter Wang shrank, reached out and pushed the pig-butcher sitting next to him, leaving a small space, and responded:
"How big is your snail butt? You can't sit still anyway."
"Hey, I can really sit still today. I can sit as long as you, Carpenter Wang, can!"
Bao Wenzhen sat down on the vacant seat.
"Hey, you will sit until I sit down, and you won't be going to Jonker Road tonight?"
"Master Wang, you're out of time. The chicken farm road has been renovated a few days ago. It's clean and refreshing. There's not even a single chicken left. Where else is Bao Wenwen going to do what? Bao Wenwen, what are you doing these days? Are you angry?"
The butcher asked about the package and smiled evilly.
"Hey, hey, do you know that there are no more chickens on the chicken farm road? Please tell me the truth!"
The Shanghai aunt grabbed the pig-butcher by the ears.
"Hahaha, you pig-killer, why don't you tell me the truth? Is this a special period in Shanghai, do you want to go to Jinchang Road to make yourself angry?"
Bao Wentan smiled evilly at the Pig Killer.
"Let me ask you, I have to pay off my six-month debt quickly. Even if I get angry, I can't go to Jonker Road. I only have Shanghai aunties in my heart!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I only have Aunt Shanghai in my heart. What he said is so nice. Aunt Shanghai, do you believe what he said?"
"What's the matter with Nong? Ala believes in the butcher, Yi is deeply in love with Ala, and Ala has a close heart with Yi."
Auntie Shanghai let go of the butcher's ears.
"Bao asked, why are you meddling in the affairs of this couple?"
"That's right, dogs are meddling in other people's business."
Da Mao and Sha Gu scold Bao for asking.
"I'm just asking, let's get down to business. Is there any gossip about that place?"
Carpenter Wang approached Bao to inquire.
Bao asked and nodded.
"Then tell us quickly, what's the latest news?"
Carpenter Wang couldn't wait to hear it.
Bao Wenwen shook his head.
"Say it quickly."
Carpenter Wang poked the bag with his elbow to inquire.
Bao asked and still shook his head.
"Are you going to say it or not?"
Carpenter Wang raised his hand.
Bao Wenwen still shook his head.
"Oh my, let me ask. Just now, you were nagging, nagging, nagging, nagging, nagging, but why is your mouth so tight now?"
"That's right, why are you putting on such a stinky air?"
The Shanghai aunt and the silly aunt were impatient.
"What?"
Bao Wenwen turned his head in the direction of Tang Qing and winked at Carpenter Wang, Aunt Shanghai and the others.
"It's okay. As long as you speak truthfully and truthfully, don't add jealousy or make nonsense, Master Jiujin promises that he won't be angry."
"Really? Master Wang, if Master Jiujin is angry, you have to protect me."
"No problem, all of us will definitely protect you and escape safely from the People's Barber Shop."
"Well, you know what? All the hotels are empty tonight."
"What kind of news is this? You can guess it. If you don't even ask about it, who is going to eat it?!"
"Master Wang, you only know one thing but not the other. Do you know what it means that all the hotels are empty?"
"It means that what she, Li Zapo, did this time was too unreasonable!"
Da Mao interrupted loudly.
"Keep your voice down."
The silly girl pulled Da Mao's clothes and squinted her eyes towards Tang Qing.
"Da Mao, what Boss Li did this time was indeed very unreasonable, but the most important thing is that she has completely lost people's hearts. People's hearts, do you understand?"
The inquiring man stretched his head past Carpenter Wang and in front of Da Mao. Once his mouth opened, it was difficult to shut it, regardless of whether Tang Qing would be angry or not.
"Go back into your bastard shell. Do you know what the human heart is?"
Carpenter Wang raised his hand and hit Bao Qingzi on the head.
Bao Wenwen retracted his head, but immediately got a stiff neck and answered Wang Carpenter confidently:
"I originally didn't know what people's hearts meant, but Director Liu made it clear that people's hearts are the hearts of the people, everyone's hearts. What you do alone must not run counter to everyone's hearts, otherwise you will lose the hearts of the people.
If you lose people's hearts, you will become a loner. No matter how rich or powerful you are, you will eventually be abandoned by everyone!"
Bao Wenqing's words made the People's Barbershop silent. Everyone's eyes were focused on him, including Tang Qing. She also stopped holding the razor in her hand and looked at Bao Wenqing quietly.
When Bao Wenqin saw this scene, his pride rose sharply. He stood up from the long bench, chest puffed out, and continued to say loudly:
"Each of us must not do things according to our own temper. In your home, outsiders can't control you. You can laugh or cry when you want. But in front of the public, in front of the world, in front of the agreed rules, and in front of the law,
You must restrain your own words and deeds, you must abide by the law, you must take into account the world, and you must act in accordance with the agreed rules."
When Bao Da heard about it, he glanced at Tang Qing and saw a look of approval on Tang Qing's face. His head shook a few times and his voice rose a few decibels:
"Li Li has no right to accuse Grandpa Tang. Grandpa Tang built a tomb for Aunt Li. The tombstone was red and black. The red one was engraved with Aunt Li, and the black one was engraved with Li Li's father. This was not a trick by Grandpa Tang, but
The best embodiment of his benevolence and righteousness."
"I'm asking, are these things Director Liu said?"
Tang Qing strode up to Bao Wenting and asked.
"Master Jiu, Jiu, Jiu Jin, you, you, you..."
Bao Wenting glanced at the razor in Tang Qing's hand, and his eloquence turned into stammering.
"Oh, I'm sorry, tell me quickly, is it Director Liu who said that? Where did she say such a thing? Why did she say that?"
Tang Qing was so excited that she forgot to hold the razor in her hand. She put away the razor and asked Bao hurriedly.
When Bao heard that Tang Qing put away the razor, his scabrous head spread again, and his mouth no longer stuttered:
"Master Jiujin, Director Liu just led several cadres of the neighborhood committee to the old courtyard on Lushan Road. He severely criticized Boss Li and asked her to take back all the hotels she had rented, and not to be enemies with the public or neighbors."
"Director Liu, aren't you exaggerating? If you have money, you can do whatever you want. Never mind her."
"Master Jiujin, you are so generous. Master Jiujin, Director Liu also asked Boss Li to apologize to Grandpa Tang."
"Apologise to me? I can't accept it, and there is no need. But I should apologize to my grandfather, but she doesn't and cannot think that she should apologize to my grandfather."
"Master Jiu Jin, Director Liu's words made it clear that what Grandpa Tang did was truly righteous. He was willing to bear the infamy himself, but also to erect a tombstone for Aunt Li and her loved ones."
"What did Director Liu say?"
"Master Jiujin, to be precise, it's not a sentence, but a play sung by Director Liu."
"Director Liu sang an opera? She can also sing?"
"Master Jiu Jin, who of us Yancheng people can't sing Yue Opera? You can hum even if you don't know how to sing. I have a little Jiu Mei at home..."
Bao Wenwen hummed the Yue opera in a decent manner.
"Okay, okay, everyone in Yancheng can sing Yue opera. Can you please tell me which Yue opera section Director Liu sang? How do you prove that my grandfather made the red and black tombstones a benevolent act?"
"Master Jiujin, please listen carefully."
Bao asked, his voice was tight, his orchid fingers curled up, and he started to sing.