Yiyi's ancient life

Chapter 141 Qinghe's Dream of Getting Rich ([-])

Qiqi stayed in the dressing room, looking at herself in the mirror, thinking about Qinghe in a daze.There has never been a guest like Qinghe, who looks rich and generous.Just the few times he came, she got nearly 2000 yuan in tips, and this was just for accompanying drinks, if he brought them out, then...

Not to mention that Qinghe looks pretty good.Although he wasn't handsome, at least he had clear features, much better than those chubby nouveau riche.

Therefore, she must seize the opportunity in front of her, after all, after passing through this village, there must still be this shop.

So when Qinghe came to this club a few times later, he found that a chick named Qiqi seemed to like him, why would he often secretly look at him?As soon as he met his gaze, he immediately avoided it. Isn't it obvious what that shy look represents?Take a closer look at Qiqi's appearance. Although she is not the best-looking among all the girls, she is definitely not bad, especially her figure...

Qinghe put down the wine glass in his hand, and whispered something to his mother Sang beside him. Two minutes later, Qiqi walked over with a blushing face.

From that day on, whenever Qinghe came over, she never called anyone except Qiqi.But, to Kiki's surprise, he seldom takes her out.Not only her, he never seemed to call anyone out.Could it be that there is really no one in the clubhouse who makes him have sexual desires?

In fact, how could Qinghe not have it, but, compared to that, playing cards is obviously more attractive to him.Every time he would go over to play for a while during dinner, eat something, drink a glass of wine to tease the chick, but as soon as the phone rang, he would immediately push away the nephrite jade and Wenxiang beside him, and rush to the teahouse to make an appointment Good cards continue to build the Great Wall.Playing like this usually lasts until two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, sometimes even all night, so he has no time and energy to think about women, and even going to the club is just a little vanity in his heart, because Mom Sang kept calling, if he didn't go even once, wouldn't it just cause people to gossip?However, recently, his desire/desire for women has indeed dropped a lot. With mahjong as his companion every day, other things don't seem to be that important.

Just when his mahjong "career" was booming, a phone call came from his family, and his mother-in-law said on the phone that his son was sick and needed an operation, and he was now in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital in the county. come over.The only son is probably the only one who can let him put down the mahjong game halfway through. After calling an acquaintance to take over, he hurriedly picked up the bag in his hand and rushed to the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine.

When he arrived at the hospital, the child was already undergoing surgery in the operating room, while his wife was waiting outside anxiously. What phone is on.When Qinghe's name finally flashed on the phone screen, she was visibly relieved, immediately picked up the phone, told her husband where she was, then stood there anxiously and looked towards the door opposite the operating room.

She hasn't seen Qinghe for almost two months.At that time, before Qinghe left, he told her that he had found a job in the county, and that he was driving a car for the boss of a company. 500 yuan over here.So she never suspected that Qinghe would lie to her or go to another woman.Because according to what Qinghe said, the salary of [-] a month sent [-] to the family, and the rest was for eating and buying cigarettes.On the contrary, she felt sorry for him, and when she called a few days ago, she asked him to eat better and let him send five hundred less this month.

That's why seeing the thinner Qinghe at this moment, Lin Lin's mother hurried up to meet her, with eyes full of dependence and distress, "His father, you are here!"

"Well, Lin Lin hasn't come out yet? How long have you been in?" Qing He didn't even look at his mother-in-law, panting and asked in the direction of the operating room.

Lin Lin's mother didn't notice this, anyway, she's not young anymore, where did she come up with so many lingering thoughts? "It's been more than half an hour since I went in! It should be soon. The doctor said that this is a minor operation and it will come out in more than an hour."

"En!" Qinghe responded perfunctorily, saw a bench not far away, and walked over with his bag.

Seeing this, Lin Lin's mother also walked over and sat down beside Qinghe.Neither of them spoke, silently waiting for the end of the operation.

Ten minutes later, the door of the operating room opened, and Lin Lin was pushed out.After confirming with the doctor that there was nothing serious, Qinghe Zhuangruo glanced at his phone unintentionally, and saw that it was not yet the time for the appointment at night, so he moved the stool and sat on the side of the bed, concentrating on the anesthesia on the bed and still not awake baby son.

Seeing him so nervous about her son, Lin Lin's mother was naturally happy to see her, and she sat next to him by the bed.

"His dad, are you here on temporary leave? Will the boss have any objections?"

"Well, it's okay, but I have to work overtime at night."

"Ah? I still have to go at night, then..."

"En!" Qinghe replied indifferently, and then stopped talking.From the beginning to the end, he didn't look at Lin Lin's mother directly, as if just one glance would do the trick.

Lin Lin woke up after more than an hour, and Qing He stayed with him in the hospital until six o'clock.Of course, the reason he left was to work overtime. In fact, he took a taxi as soon as he left the hospital and went straight to the teahouse he used to go to.

It can be said that mahjong is his job now, and he does not bother to work overtime every day.Although recently he has gradually started to lose, but in the game of poker, there are winners and losers. Anyway, he has won so much a while ago, and he has capital, so he is not afraid at all.

It's just that he forgot about losing nine out of ten bets. When he lost all his money, even borrowed money to gamble and didn't know how to stop, he had already slipped into the abyss without knowing it.

(End of this chapter)