Where did Dong Pai need to go to the toilet? He entered the house and went straight to the kitchen where the pots and pans were making concerto sounds. He tiptoed behind Bao Maoying who was chopping vegetables with his apron tied around his waist. He suddenly coughed slightly, causing Bao Maoying to

Mao Ying paid attention. Bao Maoying turned her head and looked surprised. She said, I heard such small footsteps and thought it was a cat sneaking over. How could it be you? What are you doing here?

I'm done and want to beg for a ladle of water. Dong Pai said with a smile. He held his chin with one hand, no, covering his chin. He didn't want Bao Maoying to see the few white beards growing on his chin.

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Bao Maoying didn't like him at all. She stuck her mouth towards the water tank by the wall and said there is water there. You can take the ladle and scoop the water yourself!

Dong Pai really hoped that Bao Maoying would take a ladle to scoop water for him to drink, but his hope was in vain. In fact, he was not thirsty, but in order to show Bao Maoying, he actually picked up the ladle and scooped up water and took two sips.

And standing next to Bao Maoying who was still cutting vegetables, he said, I washed and folded your lost floral handkerchief and kept it in my home. I regard it as a token you gave me. In order to repay you, I

I plan to buy a gold ring from you to wear on my finger.

Bao Maoying stopped chopping vegetables, raised her eyebrows and said to him, "You are talking nonsense, who wants your gold ring?"

Dong Pai was afraid of causing trouble, and also worried that his conversation with Bao Maoying would be overheard by Bao Yongshi and his wife who were about to enter the house, so he whispered, "It's all my heart." Then he turned around and left the kitchen, and then walked through the main hall.

When he came to the yard, he saw Bao Yongshi standing in front of a pile of firewood and said to him, "Dong Pai, can we discuss it with you?"

Brother Bao, tell me, we can handle any negotiation, Dong Pai said.

I want to borrow your chicken bus to transport all the firewood bundles piled in the yard to Jinse City to sell them for money, okay? Bao Yongshi asked, fully expecting him to agree, but he heard Dong Pai say, that won’t work.

Bao Yongshi was thinking, isn't he very nice and friendly to our family? Why did he become a coward just after he came out of the toilet?

Can't I help your family sell all the bundles of firewood and then count the money to you? As soon as Dong Pai said this, Bao Yongshi said with a cheerful smile, wouldn't that be better?

Why are you so good to our family? Qu Xiaolan couldn't help but ask him directly. Dong Pai said in his heart: I just like your daughter Bao Maoying, that's why you are so good to your family. But he couldn't say this directly, so he said it vaguely,

I don’t know why I treat your family so well. Maybe it’s fate!

Dong Pai kept his word, and within three to five days, he used his chicken bus to push all the firewood bundles piled like mountain bags in the yard of the Bao Yong family to the streets of Jinse City for sale.

, and without spending a penny, he gave all the thousands of yuan he got to Bao Yongshi, who was with the car to guarantee the goods.

Of course, Bao Yongshi and Dong Pai also took turns pushing the wheelbarrow filled with firewood bundles on the way, so that they could feel more relaxed. The two of them talked a lot together, but Bao Yongshi still wanted to ask him why he was so treating their family.

Okay, Dong Pai always talks about it in terms of left and right, and it’s inconvenient to say it. Bao Yongshi also

I didn’t force him to ask, I was very grateful to him. When I was on the street, I asked him to come to a restaurant to have something to eat. Dong Pai declined politely and gave me the reason: Brother Bao, if I accept your invitation to eat, it will be a gift to your family.

Want to help? Do you want me to pass on the effort as if it were a discount? Then I won't do it.

Bao Yongshi always felt that he owed Dong Pai and would not want his help in the future. He used Dong Pai to get money from selling firewood with him, which increased his business awareness and used the money from selling firewood to buy a new car.

The chicken bus also transports firewood cut from the mountains to the streets every three to five days to sell on the streets. This makes it very busy. In order to make more money, he and his wife get up early and go to the mountains every day to cut firewood and do business, so there is no time to stop.

It was almost noon that day. Bao Maoying, who was still cooking at home, suddenly heard footsteps. She was washing vegetables and looked up. Dong Pai walked into the kitchen again for some reason. With a smile on his face, he picked up the

He flashed a bright little thing and said, Mao Ying, I cut a hundred loads of firewood and pushed it to the street, sold it in exchange for money, and bought you a gold ring as a gift.

Bao Maoying said I didn't want it, and kept waving her hands. Dong Pai put the gold ring on the kitchen table. Bao Maoying said, you'd better take it, or take it away, my parents are back,

They still have to return it to you. It will be embarrassing to give it back to you then. After hearing what she said, Dong Pai had to pick up the ring and turn around to leave. When he reached the door, he turned back and said, Mao Ying,

This gold ring was bought for you and will be given to you sooner or later.

When Bao Maoying saw him leaving, she kept muttering in her heart: You don't even think about it, you are so old, as old as my parents, you can give birth to me. What do you mean by giving me a ring? It's really a toad that wants to eat swan meat.

!You daydream!

Dong Pai did not give up. He did not go home directly. Instead, he went to a nearby village to buy a basket of eggs for a particularly eloquent matchmaker - known as the fast-talking matchmaker. The fast-talking matchmaker was fat and her eyes narrowed into slits when she smiled.

At this moment, she accepted the small gift, looked at Dong Pai, who was a bit dull and didn't talk much, smiled slightly, and asked, "What kind of man are you looking for? Is it a dead man or a divorced one? Someone of the same age."

Or a bigger or smaller one? Dong Pai desperately

Shaking his head, he mustered up the courage to say, "As a matchmaker, the woman I am looking for is neither a dead man nor a divorced woman, nor is she of the same age, older or younger. Let me tell you clearly,

I want to find a beautiful girl.

The quick-talking matchmaker glanced at Dong Pai's black and white moustache, snorted and said, "That's hard!" She pushed the basket of eggs she had just accepted and put on the table towards Dong Pai - "Take this gift away."

!Although I have been a matchmaker for thousands of times, and I can talk about water so that it can light up lamps, but there is a prerequisite. I think you are dressed in coarse cloth, and you don't look like a rich person. Of course, rich people can also pretend to be poor.

Let me ask you, do you have a million yuan in savings? If you are a millionaire, it doesn't matter if you are old. Within two or three days, I can find a few young ladies for you to choose from.

Dong Pai whispered, I don't have much money. I only have a few hundred yuan to buy a gold ring. I want to give it to a girl, but she doesn't want it, so I'm asking you, a famous matchmaker within dozens of miles, to help me.

They matched each other. Then they took out a multi-layered floral handkerchief from the purse on the coarse cloth jacket.

He slowly opened it, and a gold ring was revealed at the innermost layer. The matchmaker Kuaizui looked at it for a moment, and asked him which village the girl was from, what her name was, and whose daughter she was. Dong Pai said that the girl was from Baozhuang.

Her name is Bao Maoying, and she is Bao Yongshi’s daughter.

Oops! Don't mention her. The quick-tongued matchmaker shook her head as she spoke - last time a young man fell in love with her and asked me to match her. But it was a failure because Bao Maoying was a high-profile person! She thought the young man was a bit short and refused.

.I have been doing this for people for decades.

Matchmaker, I failed this time and almost ruined my reputation as a "quick-tongued matchmaker". Now I see that you are even shorter than that young man. Not only are you shorter, you are old and dark, and your words are not nice, and you are half buried in the ground.

, will the yellow flower girl want you?

Even if the young lady is stupid and wants you, her master will not agree. You want me to help you arrange this marriage, don't you want me to send this old face to have someone kick your ass? Forget it! Forget it.
Chapter completed!