Psychic Tattoo Chapter 25

Zhang waved his hands to Mimi, "Mimi, go to play with your Shui brother."

What did ‘play’ mean? No need to explain.

Mimi twisted her waist and walked up to me, hooked my right arm, and pulled me out of the door.

Now, I wanted to find a woman to have sex with, but I did not want to find Mimi.

However, Mimi pulled and gave me a ‘look’ with her eyes. I guess she had made up her mind. I also did not refuse, and followed Mimi out the door.

"Wait, come back,” Brother Zhang shouted at us.

I turned around and looked at him.

He grabbed my right hand.

He puta door card in my hand and said, "Brother, you are a little nasty, you don't take this door card, intend to live?"

"Ha!” I said thanks to him, and took Mimi out of the door.

Mimi and I went out of the hallway, found the room, and opened the door.

"I'll take a shower first." Mimi lifted my chin, gave me a charming look, and said, “I will let you get refreshed, let you see that the server and served people are a little different.”

I hurriedly pulled Mimi, "No, no... Mimi, let's sit down and have a chat."

"What's Up? Don't want to have sex?”Mimi hooked my chin and said, "Just outside you had hot dancing, and then your hormones rose, and now you have sex; won’t that be good? You don't like it?"

I directly denied the question about liking or not it. I changed the topic and said, "Mimi, you know about hormones?"

"I must know, now men come out to find a lady. Not all are the peasants, there are nouveau riche, also some intellectuals. If I don’t learn some terminology, how would I talk with those intellectuals?"

Mimi poked my forehead and said, "Come on, do something about men... When you gave me the tattoo, I saw you had lust... Besides, if you don't have sex with me... I’ll have to go to the KTV room, and wait for the rest of Brother Zhang's friends to pick me."

After saying that, Mimi sighed, sat on the bed, lit a lady's cigarette, and said, "Alas ... We prostitutes lie on the bed, spread our legs, and make money. We don't care if those men are ugly or bald. Anyway, when doing these things, it's not easy to meet someone I like... You're the one."

It turned out Mimi had feelings for me... I was a little tipsy.

I said to Mimi, "In fact, you are very sacred in my heart; I do not want to do the things that defile the holy."

"Bullshit. I receive guests at night; I don`t care who I have sex with; I think I am dirty, think that in the future, when I back home, I’ll find a man, I will talk with that man, confess my everything, and if he accepts me, I will marry, but if he doesn't, I will forget it," Mimi sighed.

I said, "No, Mimi, you are a great woman...Funding so many children to read books, you're better than those people taking the national wage in the government. Really, those kids will be very grateful to you.”

Mimi was holding a cigarette and looking at the ceiling.

I saw through the misty smoke Mimi’s upturned faces had a drop of crystal tears; beautiful.

I hugged Mimi's shoulder and put her in my arms.

Mimi's head, leaning on my shoulder, whimpered and said, "My brother, you are the first to know about my career, but also understand me."

She sounded increasingly sad. She said to me, "I tell you, last time, when a parent I was supporting found out about my career, they brought lots of relatives and came to me to scold me... He said I was a shameless woman and that I funded the students with dirty money...They felt sick using it... However, even though they scolded me for a whole afternoon, they never said anything about giving back the money."

I was so angry, now people... they were cheeky. If you thought the money was dirty, give it back to Mimi. You scolded Mimi, but also took the money, it was the most shameless thing to do.

I kept comforting Mimi; I said to her, "there must be a lot of students who thank you.In fact, it's okay."

“Well…”Mimi began to share with me anecdotes about her supporting of poor students, and I listened.

In fact, several times, I felt my nose was slightly sour.

Not for anyone else, just for me when I was young. In fact, when I was a child, my family was poor. I wanted to go to school, but at the time, my mother couldn't take out two or three hundred Yuan for tuition, not to mention living expenses.

My mum’s meager salaries were barely enough to keep the family alive.

On my primary school graduation day, my mum hugged me, crying. She said, "My son, I know you can only be successful by reading... High school, college, master, doctor. But, I really have no money for you to read. My son, I’ll send you to learn a craft. That person talked to me the day before yesterday and said you are the person to learn his craft. When you finish, although you won’t be successful, you will never die of hunger. Don't blame Mom."

On that day, I grew up completely. I packed my backpack and went to my master's house.

I stood at Master's house, looking at the students carrying schoolbags every day.

The master liked me and asked me if I wanted to go to study.

I said yes.

My master said he was willing to send me to study. He really sent me to study; primary school, middle school…Until high school, when my master died. I went out to make money for a living, and longed for my beloved university.

I also wanted to work while studying, but my master said. "Tattooing is an art, and when you decide to use it for money, I hope you focus on the job.

"After all, if you produce art in exchange for money, you are already insulting this art. If you aren't focused on it, it completely destroys the tattoo."

I was very eager to go to school, so I knew the inner struggle of those children who were eager to read book but weren’t reading. I also understood what kind of despair and envy those poor children who could not read books because of their economic conditions would experience.

So, Mimi subsidized so many poor children. As long as she did not do a wicked thing, I would not scold her, nor look down on her. For her, I had only sincere respect.

While Mimi was telling me about her student-funded fun, the door suddenly opened.

Brother Zhang came in.

When he came in, he was startled, "Oh shit, only such a short time passed, and you even dressed? Brother, are you not very strong?"

"No, no, I was just talking to Mimi," I smiled at him.

Mr. Zhang said, "OK, OK. My brother, your routines are very advanced. Do you want to have a heart-to-heart before sex?”

I did not know how to tell him, so I smiled, changed topic, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Well…" He patted his legs and said shyly: "Things like this, huh?"

"You say." I raised my hand to him.

He said that recently, his luck was not good, he often lost money.

In fact, he did not care about the loss of money. He only lost a little, anyway. After finishing a round, he would lose almost two thousand... It was pocket money for him.

But he cared about his face.

Every time he lost money, even if he was laughed at by his old friends, it was no fun.

"Oh, Brother Zhang, you are...” I knew what he meant.

He said, "You are a clever boy. Mimi said your Yin and Yang Tattoo was really useful. Can you give me a Yin and Yang Tattoo for winning money...? Do you have this?"

"Yes. I just tattooed one in the morning." I said to him.

Zhang hurriedly said, "All right. You do your things first. When you finish it, I'll go to your tattoo shop. After the party, I have to go to a gambling party. Damn it. Tonight, I'm not going to win."

I told him not to wait; we could go now.

He said I had to do it.

I slapped my chest and said, "My brother, you invited me to this party, which means you gave me face. How can I delay your business? Isn't that taking your face?"

"Good enough." Zhang stuck out a big thumb: “Let's go. If you ever get in trouble, tell me. As long as you have money, if you want to break someone’s legs, give me a phone call.”

He was really a good person. What he just said was not necessarily true, but he still said it, which meant he put me as a figure.

I took him to the tattoo room. Mimi went back to work.

At the tattoo room, I tattooed two Yin and Yang fishes on his hands.

Yin and Yang have a good fortune.

When I finished, he was very satisfied and wanted to give me money.

I waved my hand to say no. I gave him the tattoo, but I would rather not take money. I’ll take friendship instead of money.

He was unwilling. He said today was his birthday, and if I worked for free, his face could not lift up.

He took two stacks of one hundred Yuan notes from his briefcase and put them on the table. He said, "Brother, don't say anything. I brought one hundred thousand Yuan to play cards in the evening, so I’ll give you twenty thousand Yuan. If I win money... there will be red envelopes tomorrow."

"Righteousness." I said to him.

He laughed: “Damn it, go out to live. This is the first time someone said ‘righteousness’ to men. If I have no money, I can make it. My brother, you are busy. I'm going to call the old guys, try my luck. Ha.”

After that, he went out the door.

He went away, but I had a whisper in the heart, constantly complaining about my work being too hasty.

Why? Because if he made money with the Yin and Yang fish, he will be happy. I’ll get a twenty thousand Yuan tattoo fee, so I’ll also be happy.

But what if he doesn't make money? He is such a face-saving person, he had to show off when he went to the gambling party. If he didn’t win, wouldn’t he be angry?

He’ll just be angry. The problem is that the tattoo on his hand can't go away.

The tattoo will have made him lose face, so the more he sees the tattoo, the angrier he’ll get, and he’ll surely do something to me.

I was a little annoyed at my imprudence. At the same time, I also prayed in the heart that the Yin and Yang fish will be useful. Let Niu Xiaoer and brother Zhan win more money, please.

Chapter end