He tried to grab Wang Dabao's hand to say a few words of thanks, but Wang Dabao, with his sharp eyes, cleverly dodged him.
"Da Bao, you are truly my good brother! I never thought I would meet you again in my old age. How many good deeds must I have done in my past life to have such good fortune!"
"Old Yan, stop talking, you're making me cry."
Wang Dabao quickly lowered his head and pouted. If this continued, he would definitely choke on his breath. Who could stand this? "We're two grown men, don't be so sentimental. I just hope you can cheer up soon."
"Cheer up, I'll cheer up."
Yan Bugui wiped away his tears and nodded, then sniffled and said, "I was planning to catch the fish and sell them to the Yuhuatai Restaurant, and use the money to buy you a good pack of cigarettes..."
As Yan Bugui spoke, he turned to look at Yan Jiecheng.
"I'll be generous today, Jiecheng, when we get back I'll buy your Uncle Bao a pack of cigarettes for two mao. If it weren't for your Uncle Bao, I'd be done for today!"
Yan Jiecheng's face immediately darkened.
Yan Bugui's statement was an attempt to get Yan Jiecheng to pay up.
Yan Jiecheng was heartbroken. He still owed Wang Dabao four yuan, and he couldn't even afford two mao (0.2 yuan) cigarettes for himself.
"Old Yan, no need. I'm helping you because we're brothers. It's not because I want your cigarettes."
Wang Dabao hurriedly waved his hand, then didn't forget to try to get closer to him again, "I absolutely won't take this cigarette, and you don't need to buy it either. Taking this cigarette would be an insult to the brotherhood between me and Lao Yan."
Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, Xu Damao, and Shazhu, standing to the side, seemed lost in thought, with only one idea in their minds.
Wang Dabao is a good match!
Yan Bugui patted Wang Dabao's arm hard.
"Da Bao, meeting you is my blessing!"
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