Chapter 9: Fascinated Mimi
Mimi
seemed particularly nervous.
Mimi's
skin was very tense to the touch, she couldn’t relax.Her whole person was curled
up like a shrimp.She didn’t seem very reassuredaboutthis strange ritual of yin
and yang Tattoo.
Being so
tensed up would make the tattoo not look good, because once the skin was
relaxed, the pattern would deform.
I talked
to her and distracted her, “Mimi, how much do you make in one month?”
“Forty or
fifty thousand.”
"Is
that all?" I laughed, “Everyone says you earn four or five thousand a day,
sometimes I hear that you can get ten thousand a day."
Mimi
smiled, said that it was true;she had very high fees, so by gross incomeshe
could get two or three hundred thousand in one month, but in the end she could
only keepforty or fifty thousand.
I was surprised,
and asked, “Zhangtakes so much off of you?”
The owner
of the massage parlorgota percentage from them every time. But was his cutso
high?
“No,
Zhang earnsmore than ten thousand, but I took the rest of the money to support
some Hope Project children.” Mimi was not nervous anymore, speaking with a
smile.
What?
Hope project?
I was a
little surprised that Mimi would subsidize the Hope readingproject for children.
This... This... Why did she do that?
When Mimi
spoke about theHope Projectchildren, herwhole face was filled with a smile. She
said that she used to read a lot when she was a child, but when she was in high
school, herfamily didn’t let her read.They said,“Girl, why doyou read so many
books?”It was nouse, her parents forced her to work in the city.
Whileworking,
she started to like a man.Her story was just liked Bai’s, and she was forced into
prostitution in Yang City.
Mimi was
not like Bai, she adapted to it after a period of time. Slowly, she took up
prostitution as her main job.
But Mimi,like
Bai, was very stubborn.
Mimi was
not willing to give away her own hard-earned money, and suffered insultsfromher
boyfriend. One night, she walked out of the brothel, casually boarded a train, and
came to southern Fujian.
“When I
came here to work, one day, when I was solicitingpassersby to come
into the shop, two seven or eight-year-old girls came to me and asked me,
“Sister, can I sit at your door for a few hours?” Mimi said, “I asked them, whyyou
want tosit at the door?”
The two
little girls said to Mimi, “It is bright at the door.Wewant to read a book
here.”
After
saying that, the two girls pointed to a dilapidated house across the street andsaid,
“We live there. There areno lights, so we can’t finish our homework.”
Mimi saw
the two children, remembered how she could not read books, and then she made a
decision to spend some money each month to help poor children read.
Mimi's
face showed a little brilliance as she talked about this.
When she
talked about subsidizing poor children to study, I really couldn't keep the
sameimpressionof her in my mind.
Mimi said
more and more proudly, “When I just started, I only spent two or three thousand
a month, then more and more, four thousand or five thousand, ten thousand,
twenty thousand, thirty thousand... I spent one hundred thousand last month.
When I was a child, because my parents did not let me read books, my life had
become disenfranchised.Now, I would like to use my meager strength so that
these children could read the books andgoto university;at least they won’t end
up as scum, like me.”
After
hearing that, I was painful, and asked Mimi, “Then you can spend a little money.Whydo
you spend so much? Doing good thingsjust forpeace ofmind, it’s good to spend a bit
of money, but youneedn’t spend too much.”
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