Tong Dayong and his wife talked and laughed, and soon the dinner was ready. The couple hadn't cooked together for a long time, and hadn't been so happy for a long time.

The two sat opposite each other at the dining table and had the dinner sweetly. Then they washed the dishes together, cleaned the kitchen, and then sat on the sofa in the living room.

Time flies so fast that it is almost eight o'clock. Every day, Xu Bingbing will put on her guitar and go out and drive to the bars in Bao'an to sing.

When Tong Dayong thought of his wife singing on the bar stage every day, she felt uncomfortable. Back then, Xu Bingbing went to the bar to sing, just to train herself and pursue her dream of a star. Now, she sings entirely to make money to support her family, and her cruel life has brought her from her dream back to reality.

"Abing, why don't you go to the bar? We have more than one million now? It's enough to open a supermarket that is not big or small. You don't have to work so hard to sing in the bar."

"More than one million sounds like a lot. If you really start a business, you can't do anything. Let's talk about it when you open the supermarket. I've been singing for so long, and it doesn't matter if you sing it for a while."

Tong Dayong held Xu Bingbing's hand and said, "Wife, marrying me will make you suffer."

Xu Bingbing pretended to sigh and said, "Oh, marrying a handsome guy is like this, it's not affordable. There is a saying that a man's talent is inversely proportional to his appearance. Marrying a handsome guy will not only suffer materially, but also be nervous in spirit."

"Why are you worried?"

"Prevent him from being flirted with love. Even if he doesn't flirt with love, people will come to him on their own initiative."

Tong Dayong sat upright, "You are wrong, A Bing. I have been in Dongguan for so long and saw those who often come for fun, all of them are ugly men, bald, short and fat, and long nose hair. None of them are like me. This shows that the ugly man looks less reliable."

Xu Bingbing gave him a blank look, "I really don't know what you are doing. What you are doing is a low-level and interesting entertainment place."

"Low? There is no one with 3,500 yuan, so don't even think about going there. The cheapest one costs 498 yuan. Many people go there to play, and it costs 10,000 or 20,000 yuan per spend."

Xu Bingbing tsk twice, "It's amazing if 10,000 or 20,000 yuan? You have never seen some high-end clubs, and people who don't have the status can't even get in if they have money."

"You mean, the handsome guys are all there?"

"No, the women are all there."

Tong Dayong tilted his head and asked, "Abing, why are you so clear? Have you been there?"

"Have you ever eaten pork and you haven't seen pigs run away? Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to sing." After Xu Bingbing said that, she stood up and wanted to go to the bedroom to change her clothes.

"Abing, why don't I go with you?" Tong Dayong also stood up.

"I'm going to the bar to sing, what are you doing?" Xu Bingbing turned around and asked.

"I'll accompany you? You sing on stage, I'll sit down and listen. When you finish singing, we'll go home together."

Xu Bingbing smiled, "The little money I sing is not enough for you to drink."

"I don't drink, I just sit there."

"You're embarrassed?"

"Or I'll drink plain water, how much does a cup of plain water cost in the bar?"

"Some bars cost ten yuan, some are eighteen, and some are sold for thirty or fifty."

"Is there anything that doesn't have money? I remember the bar where Yang Nan sings, it seems that peanuts are worth money. Yes, I just order peanuts."

Xu Bingbing laughed, "Talent, you, I just said that you have a low IQ, and it seems that you are quite smart."

Tong Dayong also smirked, then followed Xu Bingbing into the bedroom, "Abing, let me go with you, I like to eat peanuts."

"But the peanuts are salty, and you have to drink water if you eat too much. If you are thirsty, you should order a glass of water. If that happens, ten or twenty yuan will be gone again." Xu Bingbing said while changing her clothes.

"I'll hold back. When you finish singing that bar, I poured the remaining peanuts into my pocket, walked out of the bar and spent two dollars to buy a bottle of mineral water to drink. No matter what, it would be a profit, right?" Tong Dayong said with a smile.

Xu Bingbing said with praise: "It seems that it makes sense for Boss Wan to suggest you open a supermarket. You do have the brain to do business. I go to three or four bars a night and bring back all the remaining peanuts, so our family doesn't have to buy peanuts."

"That's it!" Tong Dayong said proudly.

Xu Bingbing gave him a blank look, "You have the brain? People say peanuts don't have money, but you have to drink some wine. If you don't order wine, as long as peanuts, the boss will coax you out immediately!"

Tong Dayong laughed loudly and said to Xu Bingbing, who had already changed her clothes, "Let's go, wife, I'll accompany you. We can still afford to spend a glass of beer or two!"

Tong Dayong helped Xu Bingbing carry the guitar, and the couple went out together.

As soon as she went out, Xu Bingbing put on her sunglasses. Her face now is very awkward. Whenever she goes, someone will always regard her as the singer Zhou Mei. Sometimes it’s not okay to refuse to admit it. In order to get rid of those crazy fans, she had to sign or take a photo for them in the name of Zhou Mei to get out.

Sometimes she laughed with her friends and said, "People have many so-called signatures and photos of Zhou Mei. In fact, they are all my masterpieces, and they are all fakes."

The couple went downstairs and put the guitar into the back row of the car. Tong Dayong drove, Xu Bingbing sat in the passenger seat and entered Bao'an City in the night.

Tong Dayong, who had been in a hotel in Dongguan for a long time, no longer felt disgusted with the bright lights and wine in the bar. Now he even believes that this little trend in the bar is just a small matter compared to the things they did in Dongguan and is not worth mentioning.

He now thinks that the bar is a very good place. If something happens to men and women is a consensual matter.

Tong Dayong followed Xu Bingbing, and in which bar Xu Bingbing sang, he drank in. Looking at Xu Bingbing wearing sunglasses on the stage, he unconsciously remembered Amei, and then remembered Amei's pregnancy, and felt uncomfortable again.

Tong Dayong asked Xu Bingbing, "Are you tired when you always wear sunglasses and sing like this?" Xu Bingbing said that she is used to it. Even if she wears sunglasses, some people still think she looks very much like the singer Zhou Mei, and some customers ask her to take off the sunglasses and take a look. Due to helplessness, sometimes she will take it off. After people were amazed, she always said: It's not my fault to look like her, it's just a coincidence.

After the early morning, Tong Dayong drove Xu Bingbing home in a complicated mood. On this night, he witnessed that Xu Bingbing was not easy to sing in a bar. In the bar, there are always some people with low quality. No matter how good you sing, he will still pick on them. There are always some half-hearted "musicians" who point fingers at the singers on the stage, occasionally swear words, or ask the singer to drink with him or something.

Although the bar owner has to ask the singer to sing, he must protect the singer, once those unpleasant things happen, the singer's mood will naturally be affected, and his condition will be much worse when singing again.

Tong Dayong made up his mind in his heart that this time, he must do a good job in business, so that Xu Bingbing no longer goes to the bar to sing, and let her live a free and comfortable life, and have two or three more children, and she just needs to take care of the baby.

Before he knew it, the couple came to the door of Minglan Garden. Xu Bingbing suddenly said, "Dayong, stop the car and let's go to the opposite side to take a look."
Chapter completed!