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Text 1702 What gift should I get?

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    "Hehe, I've been in a bad mood recently and don't want to go out." Wang Baoyu said with a smile. When dealing with people, he always pays attention to the separation of grudges and grudges. No matter how indifferent Meng Haichao is to him, Mr. Meng is still good to him.

    "Then come out and relax quickly. Such a big young man is not afraid of getting into trouble if he keeps it at home. Hey, I have had a cold these past two days and my health is not as good as before. If you don't come to see me, I may not be able to see you anymore one day."  Mr. Meng said.

    "We are coming here with hail of bullets and bullets. A little cold will definitely not defeat you. Master, just wait, I will go see you right away." Wang Baoyu readily agreed.

    "You bastard, you just have a good mouth." Mr. Meng said with a smile.

    "Old man, if you want something to eat or drink, I can buy it for you." Wang Baoyu said enthusiastically.

    "There is no shortage of anything, just come over. You have no income now, so don't waste money."

    Wang Baoyu sweated. He was poor and had short ambitions. Now he has fallen to the point of sympathy. Thinking back on the time when I spent money like water, hey, it¡¯s better not to think about the past and seize the opportunity now.

    One of the reasons why Wang Baoyu went to see Mr. Meng was to take the opportunity to see if there was a market for Tai Sui Water. Mr. Meng was surrounded by wealthy and leisurely old men and women. If they approved of this thing, they could at least earn a few pocket dollars.  , Hehe, so he found a few empty mineral water bottles, filled them with Tai Sui water, and got on the road.

    As soon as he entered Mr. Meng's house, Wang Baoyu's nose almost became angry. What could be wrong with the old man? He was playing mahjong with three other old men, noisily and in good spirits.

    "Xiao Wang, bring the ashtray." Mr. Meng ordered unceremoniously.

    Wang Baoyu respectfully handed over the ashtray. The old man sitting in Dongfeng frowned and flicked the ashtray, holding a card in his hand and hesitating.

    ¡°Hurry up, it¡¯s so hard, with this effort, the baby will be born.¡± Mr. Meng urged.

    The old man was annoyed, so he played the card with a snap and shouted: "If you don't know how to play, play 80,000."

    "Haha, you're crazy." Mr. Meng laughed, pushed down the card, and laughed at the old man, "Old Hu, your surname is really stupid, and you're not stupid at all."

    "Lao Meng, don't be complacent and come again." Lao Hutou said in embarrassment.

    The four old men were noisily counting cards. Wang Baoyu frowned and said, "Mr. Meng, are you feeling better?"

    "Hehe, it's almost done, it's almost done." Mr. Meng said vaguely.

    "I don't think there's anything wrong with you."

    "Hey, if I didn't say that, you must have forgotten me." Mr. Meng said disapprovingly.

    "Then why did you ask me to come? Just let me watch you play mahjong." Wang Baoyu said.

    "Let's take a break first. These old immortals heard that you can read fortune tellers and want to see you to see if they can live to the age of a bastard." Mr. Meng said.

    "Lao Meng, hurry up and count the cards, you are the slowest." An old man urged.

    "Young man, go and sit for a while. After playing around, let's take a look at your fortune." The old man sitting in Nanfeng said to Wang Baoyu rudely.

    "Go to the north first and you won't suffer any losses."

    "Stop it, touch it."

    "You touch me when you come up, why don't you show shame?"

    "If you hit me again, I'll touch you again."

    "The one from the south."

    "Haha, I'll touch it."

    "You didn't steal the cards, did you?"

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    A group of old men were noisy and noisy, which was more lively than the karaoke hall. Wang Baoyu was in a very depressed mood. He dared to call himself here just to entertain these old men. But now that he was here, he couldn't just turn around and leave, so he had to turn around and sit on the sofa next to him, listening.  There was the clatter of mahjong and boring melon seeds.

    Twenty minutes later, the old men finished playing mahjong, moved their stools over, and rushed over to let Wang Baoyu read his fortune.

    Wang Baoyu despises people for cherishing their lives when they get old, but she doesn't know if she will be like them when she gets old. Wang Baoyu said: "Don't worry, everyone, come one by one."

    "Xiao Wang, let me see first, are you having bad luck recently? Damn it, I played mahjong all afternoon and didn't win a single word." The old bearded man pulled away the two old men beside him and stretched out his hand.  Under Wang Baoyu's nose.

    "Old man, let's not talk about luck for now. Your hands show that your lung function is not good. You should smoke less in the future." Wang Baoyu said.

    When Wang Baoyu said this, Lao Hutou actually coughed twice and asked suspiciously: "Then will I die here?"

    "It's best to take preventive measures before they happen." Wang Baoyu said.

      "How many hundred years can I live?" Old Hutou asked.

    "Looking at your lifeline, it should be ninety-eight years old. Of course, people's palmistry will change. If you don't pay attention to your body, it will be wrong." Wang Baoyu said seriously.

    "Lao Hu, don't worry, we brothers will definitely see you off." Mr. Meng said with a wicked smile.

    Old Hu Tou withdrew his hand in frustration, hit the old man who was snickering next to him and said, "Old Zhao, it's your turn."

    Old Zhaotou seemed to be in good spirits and his waist was straight. However, there were red spots on his cheekbones, and he still seemed to be suffering from hidden diseases. Wang Baoyu took his hand and pondered it for a while, then said: "Old man, your heart is not good.  , and also has high blood pressure. Eat less greasy food on weekdays and carry some heart-protecting pills in your pocket.¡±

    "Young man, that's okay. I've been taking medicine, but when my blood pressure goes up, I still feel like fainting." Old Zhaotou praised Wang Baoyu's skills.

    "I just saw you pretending to be dizzy because you lost." Lao Hu added unceremoniously.

    Lao Zhao was too lazy to pay attention to him and asked a topic that the elderly are most concerned about, "Do you think I will live long?"

    "Your lifeline should be over 100, but you still can't be careless when it comes to taking care of your body." Wang Baoyu advised.

    The last person who read the fortune teller was named Sun, and he was relatively fat. Wang Baoyu could still accurately tell that he had diabetes.

    "Hey, who of us at our age doesn't have a problem? Diabetes and high blood pressure are common problems." Lao Sun said disapprovingly.

    "But it's different if there is something wrong with the prostate. The old man always gets up late at night and plays mahjong all day long, which is not good for your health." Wang Baoyu advised.

    "Okay, young man, you must have studied medicine." Lao Sun was a little convinced and gave Wang Baoyu a thumbs up.

    If these old men came to Wang Baoyu to have a fortune teller before, this time they were all convinced by Wang Baoyu's ability in fortune telling. They knew these diseases in their hearts. They were all veteran cadres, and their retirement salary was not low, and their daily maintenance was also not high.  few.

    Several old men unknowingly talked about how to maintain health. Mr. Meng said that traveling is the best, while Lao Hutou emphasized the importance of exercise, and Lao Zhaotou and Lao Suntou emphasized the importance of diet, especially Lao Sun.  Head, after you have diabetes, you have to be very particular about your meals.

    Wang Baoyu listened patiently for a while, and felt that the heat was almost there. He reached out and opened the bulging bag beside him. When Mr. Meng saw Wang Baoyu's move, he laughed and said: "You brat, come as soon as you come. What gifts are you getting?"
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