"Da Mao, what's going on?"
"Hey, quite a few people have come, and I figured I'd definitely attract a lot of attention as the projectionist, so I dressed up a bit so as not to embarrass our compound."
Wang Dabao clicked his tongue. "Good heavens, you've only fussed over it a little?!"
If you really fuss over it, it'll be quite something.
“Okay, Da Mao.” Wang Dabao looked him over, then gave him a thumbs up. “What’s that saying again? He’s as handsome as Pan An, a real dashing young man. What girl wouldn’t be smitten with him?”
"Right, I also feel more energetic today."
As he spoke, Xu Damao stamped his newly polished leather shoes, glanced at Shazhu when he looked up, and said, "By the way, Dabao, you look quite smart. You can't be as sloppy as someone else. If the neighbors see you like that, they'll think we have a beggar in our yard."
Wang Dabao glanced down at his clothes: big cotton shoes, cotton pants, and a big cotton-padded coat on top.
I have to wear it, winters these days are much colder than they were in my youth.
Fortunately, he is tall, so the clothes don't make him look bulky.
Then he looked at Sha Zhu and the deaf old woman.
Wow, if it weren't for the comparison with Xu Damao, Wang Dabao wouldn't have even noticed that Sha Zhu had completely wrapped himself up like a winter melon.
Wang Dabao and Xu Damao are both taller than Shazhu, so these big cotton-padded trousers and coats look much bulkier on Shazhu, not to mention that there are quite a few oil stains on Shazhu's clothes.
People are used to seeing them and they don't notice them, but when compared to Xu Damao, the difference becomes apparent.
The deaf old woman was even worse; she wrapped herself up like a mummy, leaving only her withered, pale face exposed. There were hardly any white hairs left on her head, and they would sway in the cold wind.
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