Chapter 42

From here to the hotel where she works, the bus has to turn three times, about an hour back and forth.

She took the bus once and got off. It was already dark, and she was anxiously waiting at the bus stop.

It was after [-]:[-] that it was confirmed that she had missed the last bus. If she took a taxi from here, it would cost at least [-] yuan.

At night, it was a bit cold, she pulled up her clothes and walked alone under the street lamp.

The colorful neon lights are on, twinkling like little stars in the sky.

There is longing in Chen Jinfeng's slightly old eyes, but the lights in the city have never belonged to her.

At this moment, a motorcycle passed by her, and one hand quickly tore off the bag on her shoulder, and the man even whistled arrogantly.

As soon as Chen Jinfeng let go of her hand, she immediately screamed: "I've snatched something... I've snatched something..."

In that bag is her salary for this month, 3000 yuan.

However, no one paid any attention to her, and the pedestrians on the road still looked at her like they were crazy.

A rustic woman, no one takes it seriously.

Chen Jinfeng frantically chased for a while without chasing anyone.

She thought that the 3000 yuan was earned by washing dishes and picking vegetables for a month, so she sat on the side of the road and cried sadly.

She didn't dare to call Wan Qing either, that girl would think she was stupid, she didn't even have anyone to talk to.

Gu Anxi was carrying a schoolbag, standing two meters away, looking at the crying woman.

She knew this woman.

Shen Wanqing's mother used to work in the Gu family's kitchen, and at that time she would make some rice cakes for her and Shen Wanqing to eat.

Gu Anxi and Wang Keru were not close, and Wang Keru usually didn't care about her much, so when she saw Chen Jinfeng loving Shen Wanqing, she was a little envious.

She said, "What's the matter, Aunt Chen?"

Chen Jinfeng was in tears, his face was blue and red, he was really embarrassed.

She stared at Gu Anxi for a long time before she recognized it: "It's Miss Anxi, my money was robbed, 3000 yuan, a month's salary."

As she spoke, she was in a trance and felt sad again: "I am saving the dowry for Wan Jing. She will not have any dowry when she gets married to the Qin family in the future. She will be looked down upon by others."

She said, wiping her face with her hands again.

Gu Anxi saw that her hands were rough and cracked, with several even small bloody cuts.

Her heart seemed to be poked by something.

Chen Jinfeng was a little embarrassed: "Why am I telling you this, it's all because of my own carelessness."

She is leaving.

Gu Anxi stopped her.

She took a few steps forward, took Chen Jinfeng's hand silently, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Chen Jinfeng's hand shrank slightly.

Of course it hurts!

Such a hole has been soaked in water to wash dishes and pick vegetables, and there are pesticides, of course it will hurt, and in the worst case, it will even fester.

But no matter how painful it was, she still gritted her teeth and persevered for the sake of her child's long face in the future.

Gu Anxi knew very well that the three thousand was no longer important to Shen Wanqing.

However, it is very important to the woman in front of me.

Sometimes pain requires faith to sustain it.

Shen Wanqing is her belief.

Gu Anxi put down her hand and took out a small bottle from her bag.

Green and green.

Bo Xichen gave it to her.

She stuffed it into Chen Jinfeng's hand: "It should work if you put this on the wound."

Chen Jinfeng didn't dare to take it, the small bottle looked extremely expensive.

Gu Anxi stuffed it to her anyway, and took her to the cash machine to withdraw 3000 yuan to her: "Take it, don't lose it again."

(End of this chapter)

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