Back to 80s, pretend to be in debt and get out of the misery

Chu Dashan was very confident, "The woman who is willing to be with me at this time is the one who truly wants to live with me."

Mu Qinlao deliberately used provocation, "If you have the ability, don't show off your wealth."

Chu Dashan patted his chest and promised, "I will never show off my wealth. I don't believe that I can't find a woman who is really willing to live with me. I heard there is a marriage agency here, you can help me sign up. Just write that I have a monthly pension of 30 yuan. I have no savings and no house."

If other people knew that he had hundreds of thousands of dollars in savings, wouldn't they line up to take care of him?

Mu Qinlao laughed, "Okay. I'll go right away. By the way, do you have any requirements for the woman?"

“As long as I’m healthy and cook delicious food, that’s all.”

"it is good."

Mu Qinlao walked out of the ward and asked for the location of the marriage agency along the way.

He actually found it.

When he got there, a woman in her fifties welcomed him warmly.

Before he could ask, the woman introduced herself, "My name is Niu Meili, I'm the person in charge here, what do you want in your other half..."

Mu Qinlao was afraid of being misunderstood by her, so he quickly explained his purpose, "I'm signing up for a friend, an old man in his sixties, childless, fatherless, and motherless..."

He helped Chu Dashan sign up very smoothly.

In the column about Chu Dashan's own conditions, he wrote that he had a monthly pension of 30 yuan, no house and no savings.

After Mu Qinlao left, he walked towards Mu Chenze's residence.

The agreed time to see my grandson is approaching, and I am full of anticipation.

Unexpectedly, after he left, a skinny woman in her forties walked into the marriage agency.

"Sister Niu, are there any new people signing up? How is the matter I asked you to do going?"

Niu Meili looked apologetic, "I haven't found one yet. It's hard to find a rich single man. An old man just signed up. He's in his sixties, with a monthly pension of 30 yuan, no house and no savings. This doesn't meet your requirements! But, Dafeng, he's already the richest single old man here."

Other men either have a pension of only fifteen or sixteen yuan, or have no formal job, or rely on their children for support.

Dafeng sighed, "My monthly salary is only a dozen yuan, which is not enough to support the three kids at home. They eat too much. It would be nice to find a pension of 30 yuan."

Niu Meili felt a little regretful, "But he is too old, in his sixties, twenty years older than you! Besides, we don't know what kind of person he is! What if he just wants to find a companion and doesn't want to raise children?"

"I'll go and test him first. Please copy his address to me."

"OK then!"

Niu Meili opened the registration book and found Chu Dashan's address.

"Huh? Why is he in the inpatient department of the Chinese Medicine Hospital? Could he be hospitalized for illness? You can't follow a man like that."

Da Feng made up his mind, "I'll go take a look first!"

Holding the note with Chu Dashan's ward number on it, he went straight to the Chinese medicine hospital.

Through the glass of the ward, I saw Chu Dashan lying on the hospital bed, eating a banana.

Nowadays, not many people in the north can afford to eat bananas.

Dafeng cursed inwardly, "He really doesn't know how to live."

At this moment, Chu Dashan suddenly seemed to be suffocating.

Dafeng ran towards Chu Dashan's bed while calling for a doctor. Without waiting for the doctor to come, she quickly knocked out the banana stuck in Chu Dashan's throat.

The medical staff ran into the ward, checked Chu Dashan, confirmed that there was nothing wrong, and told him never to lie down and eat bananas again.

Chu Dashan nodded repeatedly, and after watching the medical staff leave, he said to Dafeng, "Thank you so much for patting me in time! If you don't mind, all the bananas and apples in the bedside table are for you."