"Oh. Oh, I. Damn it, you still have time to meet me, I thought Xiaoyou must have trained you to pieces."
The old immortal was wearing big pants and walked in unsteadily. I took a closer look and saw that this guy looked quite haggard, with red eye circles and an unkempt beard. It looked like he hadn't slept well in the past few days.
"You haven't gone home yet."
I asked with a smile.
"I'm telling you seriously, if Cheng Junyi doesn't have to carry me in a sedan chair this time, I will definitely not go back. My mother is a bitch. Three generations of my ancestors have been domineering men. They can't even mess with an old woman. I'm still a jerk. What the hell!"
Lao Xian sat down on the sofa and said sarcastically.
"...Ah, if you have this temper, then I won't say the rest. I originally wanted to talk to you about Beibei's household registration." I chirped and replied casually.
"What kind of household registration?"
Lao Xian immediately pounced on him like a wolfdog.
"Ah, just give Beibei a new household in the countryside."
I said casually.
"You mean, you want Beibei to come back." Lao Xian asked excitedly.
"...Well, I'm not afraid that Cheng Junyi won't want you anymore. I wanted to help you, but when I saw that you were so strong-willed, it was unnecessary for me to do this." I nodded.
"Brother Nan... To be honest, I'm not very strong either... You said that after all, Junjun and I have been together for so many years. If I don't want her anymore, it would be quite human." Lao Xian scratched his head and said.
"...Oh. Oh, I. Damn it, you are still pretending to be a B here with me. I'm telling you, you are the least promising among our group. Do you admit it?" I shouted at the old man. The immortal asked.
"...Well, I have no future."
The old immortal gritted his teeth and nodded in humiliation.
"Fuck." I looked at him with disdain and cursed, then continued: "I asked Huihui to complete the orphanage and adoption procedures. Gao Yu also introduced me to the contact person at the police station. Turn around. You contact them, and then find someone at the household registration department to finish the process quickly. When Beibei comes back, I will ask him to take a photo, and then go to the rural house to identify the door. This matter is basically It’s over.” After I finished speaking, I threw the information packet directly to Lao Xian.
"……."
Lao Xian took the information packet, read it carefully, and then licked his lips. He hesitated for a long time and wanted to speak, but he felt that everything he said was numb. Finally, he straightly pursed his lips and took a bite on my face. He put his arm around my shoulders and said, "You have to be friends for so many years. Those who know me well should share my worries."
"Go away." I wiped my face in disgust.
"Nan Nan, I tell you very seriously, I am here with Cheng Junyi, so I will take this step back."
The old immortal took something and said to me very seriously.
"...Without you, I wouldn't know who Cheng Junyi is. You look so ugly and you still like her after all. What the hell can I do to cooperate with you?" I replied with a wry smile. .
"Stop saying anything. When I finish this mess, I will definitely think of a way for you to take Youyou back to Beijing." Lao Xian said, patting his chest.
"Brother, I thank you, but it's really not necessary. Your trick is a little bit evil. I don't even know how to solve the marriage proposal now. You can take a rest for a while. I can do it myself."
I clasped my fists repeatedly and said.
"I will definitely handle it for you. I will definitely handle it. I will leave first and say goodbye."
The old immortal took the things and ran away.
…
One day later, a plastic surgery hospital in Guangzhou.
Jin Beibei walked in with a shoulder bag on his back. He originally wanted to go to South Korea, but he didn't have a legal identity because his current ID card is still on the Internet and can no longer be used in public. Now, I can’t even take the train.
Therefore, he had no choice but to come to Guangzhou to find a plastic surgery hospital, because for such a trivial matter, he felt that he could not commit the crime of smuggling to South Korea. If he was caught and deported, it would be the end of the world.
"Hello sir, welcome to XXX Plastic Surgery Hospital."
The beautiful woman at the front desk greeted me, bending down to say hello.
"What's the facial plastic surgery procedure?" Jin Beibei asked directly.
"...Is it your wife's fault?"
"I don't have a wife, so I can do it myself." Jin Beibei said bluntly.
"What do you think?" the receptionist asked slightly confused.
"Why, I can't fix my face." Jin Beibei was a little unhappy. He felt that the reception was a bit discriminatory to him.
"It can also be fixed... Then how do you want to fix it?"
The receptionist replied with a stutter.
"Just a little plastic surgery."
Jin Beibei replied in a familiar manner.
"Then let me make an appointment with a plastic surgeon for you."
"Just two cuts on the face. You still need to make an appointment. Let me tell you, I haven't used a knife in years. Otherwise, I would have done it at home." Jin Beibei was homesick. , said in a hurry.
"...We all have reservations here." The girl felt that Jin Beibei was a bit vulgar.
"Brother, just cut your face, and we still have to draw a number."
Jin Beibei asked with squinting eyes.
"You don't need to do the lottery, but you have to queue up."
"Okay, let's get in line."
Jin Beibei had no choice but to agree.
…
Two days later, Jin Beibei came to the hospital again, this time directly into the plastic surgeon's office.
"Hello, Mr. Beibei, do you want to have some minor plastic surgery?"
The plastic surgeon is a male doctor in his thirties. His hair is parted in the middle, half on the right side, and he playfully wears a pink hairpin. He pinches his orchid fingers when he speaks, and his voice is sharp, much like the popular H city in the past. A period of time in the woods.
"What's wrong? You need to fix it too."
Jin Beibei looked at the doctor suspiciously and asked.
"I just performed a surgery on my face. You can tell, wow, you have good eyesight." The plastic surgeon blinked his big eyes, covered his cherry mouth, and said in surprise.
"Fuck, I'm not talking about your face. When I saw your posture, I thought you had stabbed your crotch twice," Jin Beibei replied with a sneer.
"It's annoying, people are straight."
"...Fuck you, don't come here to slap me, I can't stand this." Jin Beibei waved his hands irritably.
"Then what do you want to do? Do you like Korean idols?"
The doctor took out a set of photos and asked.
"Hurry and take it aside. I'm not a fucking duck. Why do I act like this?" Jin Beibei shook his head and replied.
"Then you."
"Hey, have you seen Fei Xiang? I quite like his appearance."
Jin Beibei sat on the stool and suddenly said.
"...Brother, you have to take care of him."
The doctor got excited and asked with a Northeastern flavor.
"Well, isn't it? I feel so energetic after finishing the surgery." Jin Beibei asked hopefully.
"...Brother, let me tell you, please don't be so arrogant. I think Fei Xiang is embarrassed by your face. But if it's Fei Yuqing, I can study it for you."
The doctor dragged Jin Beibei's chin, glanced at it twice in succession, frowned, and spoke extremely seriously.
"...Get out of here. Ba Duzi, why don't you just do what Fei Yuqing does? How the hell am I going to do it if I bump into your face." Jin Beibei was silent for a moment and simply refused,