Turn the cocoon into a butterfly

Chapter 12 Entering Baozi Shop

Sang Xiaoyu lay at home for two days in a daze.

It was less than nine o'clock that day, and after dinner, I planned to go out to see what I was suitable for.

Sang Xiaoyu didn't know what to do and where to start?She is all dumbfounded.

The money owed is clearer than every day, but I can't figure out how to pay it back.She was a little helpless.

It's not a problem to lie on the bed all the time, my mother's complexion was not good yesterday, let alone others?

Just about to get up, someone came.

Aunt Bai, the neighbor, knocked on the door and came in.

Sang Xiaoyu knew that her nickname was Big Trumpet, no matter who had something to do, she would broadcast it, and she was famous for her fast talk.

So she hurried back to the bed, turned her face inward, and pretended not to wake up.

Aunt Bai went directly to her mother's back room, and Ziqiao had already gone to kindergarten.

Aunt Bai glanced at Sang Xiaoyu lying on the bed from the glass window of the door, and said to her mother dissatisfied: "We are the ones who borrowed money from you. She lies like this every day, when will she pay back the money?"

Mother said that she was going out soon.

Aunt Bai asked puzzledly: "She shut herself in the room all day, what is she doing? Don't say she is lying down like this, if she wants to make money, don't be cruel, don't be hot, and just lie down all day long. Is money falling from the sky?"

The mother explained: "Two people found her a job. Didn't she want to compare? There is no repayment!"

Aunt Bai's dissatisfaction became more and more intense.

She said: "How can there be a comparison of lying in bed every day? If I knew you were like this, I might as well not have lent it to you."

Sang Xiaoyu knew that from now on, she would not even have the right to sleep and rest. She really wanted to say: Every citizen has the right to choose their life, why do you care about me?
But now people not only have to take care of her, but even her mother.

The mother also persuaded Sang Xiaoyu to go out to find a job in the past two days. Now all the burdens are on her body, and she can't solve any problems even if she always sleeps.

Of course Sang Xiaoyu knew that she couldn't rely on sleep, but her mind was in a mess, planning how to find a more lucrative job.

Aunt Bai's voice became louder and her dissatisfaction grew stronger. She also said that the neighbors looked at the mother's face, and under the mother's promise, everyone did not look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face, and finally raised a part of it. .

Of course she is dissatisfied with her current state, her voice has become louder, and she has turned from insincere to blatant.

The mother is submissive and has changed from her previous dominance. Now she is the same as Sang Xiaoyu, and she is the target of attack.

"Get up quickly!" Aunt Bai shouted towards Sang Xiaoyu's room, and then left angrily.

Mother was also out of breath.

She rushed into the room and said to Sang Xiaoyu, who had her back to her, "Are you going to sleep like this day after day?"

Sang Xiaoyu got up quickly, she knew that as long as her mother got angry, her life would not be easy, and she had to live with her mother.

So she slapped and said: "Mom, I heard what she scolded, you don't need to repeat it, old man, I'm leaving now, don't get angry."

Thinking of Sang Xiaoyu's appearance when she was in despair, her mother sighed and said, "It's not that I want to force you, but this mountain is too heavy. How can you carry it by yourself? Are you putting your whole life on it?"

"Mom, have you heard the story of "The Foolish Old Man Moves the Mountain"? I am that Yugong now, and I want to remove the mountain-like debt bit by bit."

Mother smiled angrily.

Now Sang Xiaoyu is almost becoming a cross talk talker, as long as she is at home, she uses such an exaggerated way to resolve her mother's dissatisfaction.

I am penniless, so what if I earn a thousand a month?It's like throwing a penny into the abyss without even a sound, and the original confidence has long since disappeared.

Sang Xiaoyu finished her hair, changed into a clean dress, and said to herself in the mirror: "No, I set a goal for myself, ten years, within ten years I will definitely pay off all the debts."

My mother thought about it, sighed and said, "At that time, I would have been buried in the ground, and it would be easier to live in the ground. What kind of life is this living?"

"Mom," Sang Xiaoyu said coquettishly: "Mom, you can't be buried in the ground. If I don't have a mother, I don't have the fighting spirit. My bravery comes from you. I want to pay back the money so that my mother can live a better life." What about the day?"

Mother wanted to say something, but she swallowed it, and said with a sigh: "Come on step by step, life is not so easy."

Sang Xiaoyu didn't listen to this. If he really wanted to pay it off in ten years, he would have to earn more than [-] yuan a month.

When I was in the design institute, my salary was less than [-] yuan a month. When I was in a small company, I was only paid [-] yuan a month.

She couldn't go to a small company, so she resigned forcefully in order to be with her husband.

More than two thousand five?Sang Xiaoyu was a little dazed and dazed.

When Sang Xiaoyu went out, she saw the neighbors looking at her strangely. She knew that Aunt Bai might have described her behavior with embellishments, but she had no intention of explaining it.

Mother followed and asked her if she needed to ride a bicycle?

Sang Xiaoyu hasn't ridden for many years, and said that she doesn't know if she will ride again.

My mother pushed her original bicycle out of the barn and said that it might not be possible to ride it, it was already rusted.

If Sang Xiaoyu didn't have a car, it would be inconvenient to do anything. While the two were talking, Li Junhao walked over from the side and said that his bicycle was useless, so he might as well give it to Sang Xiaoyu, and said that he had changed his motorcycle.

Sang Xiaoyu wanted to refuse, but seeing that her car seemed to be falling apart, the hesitation just now was quickly swept away by the wind.

Had to follow him to pick up the bike.

Along the way, there are failed morning glories everywhere.

The morning glories that were still blooming in the first two months have withered, and Sang Xiaoyu recalled their gorgeous appearance in July.

They are pink, dark blue and purple, and light white, and they densely cover every inch of the wall and corner.

They are climbing up crazily, as long as there is a slight gap, their small bodies can be seen, but now they are dim, and Sang Xiaoyu feels like herself.

Sang Xiaoyu was thinking wildly, Li Junhao didn't say anything along the way, and when he arrived at his yard, there was indeed a brand new motorcycle in the yard.

Li Junhao pushed out the bicycle from the small warehouse, and asked her if she could get used to riding it?
Sang Xiaoyu saw that it was a [-]-type men's bicycle, so she nodded and said it was fine, and she got used to riding it.

Sang Xiaoyu asked him why he didn't go to work?

Li Junhao said that he has been a bodyguard for a big boss for a few days, and he has more free time.

Sang Xiaoyu was puzzled and asked him why he still had a job as a bodyguard?

Li Junhao said that this is a tricky job, and it will be a lot of money if you do it well, otherwise where would you get the money to buy a house.

When it came to money, the two fell silent immediately, both remembering the unpleasantness of borrowing money a few days ago.

Sang Xiaoyu took the bicycle, and Li Junhao couldn't help asking, "Did you really borrow all of them?"

Sang Xiaoyu nodded.

"Who?" Li Junhao asked nonchalantly.

"classmate."

Li Junhao immediately stopped talking, and he had heard a little about Jiang Chunhui. When he heard her talking about classmate, he immediately thought of him, so he stopped talking.

Sang Xiaoyu pushed the bicycle out of Li Junhao's small courtyard, and found a few people peeping at her,

She knew that her every move was being watched by someone, and she had long since lost the freedom to rest and sleep.

The cart was on the road, and she got on it twice before she could ride it steadily. She couldn't patronize the businesses around her home, and the salary here would not exceed five hundred yuan. She wanted to enter the prime location, even if she was a little tired , as long as you make more money.

The situation was even worse than expected. The most advertised jobs were restaurants, large and small, but the prices were all between [-] and [-].

Sang Xiaoyu remembered that the waiter hired by his family was also [-] per month?If you want to earn two thousand and five, there is no way.

Sang Xiaoyu searched for evening from morning, and finally had to choose a bun shop for breakfast.

The salary is [-] yuan, and two meals are provided. The premise is that I go to work at [-] o'clock in the morning and get off work at [-] o'clock in the afternoon.

The owners are a couple and a country girl.

The proprietress's impression is not bad, but she is a bit exaggeratedly fat, she has a rough and loud voice, and she likes to direct others.

Just as Sang Xiaoyu seemed to agree, she asked Sang Xiaoyu to come to work the next day, and said that if she did a good job, she could get some extra money.

Sang Xiaoyu had no choice but to ride a donkey to find a horse. She wanted to do it herself first, otherwise she would attract reprimands from the neighbors.

Back home, Sang Xiaoyu deliberately exaggerated that she found a job and earned a lot of money, but it was difficult to live at home. She said that it was too far away from home, and she wanted to discuss it with her boss. Just in the store.

Mother seemed to have seen through her tricks a long time ago, and glanced at her without saying a word.

Sang Xiaoyu was very depressed, her mother seemed to encourage her only when she was at a dead end, and the rest of the time she frowns coldly.

It took Sang Xiaoyu an hour to reach the hotel by bicycle, and she made a note of the time on the way back.

I go to work at four o'clock, and I have to leave home at three o'clock. Now it's November, and three o'clock in the morning is the darkest hour before dawn.

Mother agreed, and seeing how excited she was, she quickly took out steamed buns and pickles.

His son Ziqiao had already fallen asleep.

Sang Xiaoyu was lying on the bed, her body and mind were still floating in the air, she had to hold onto the edge of the bed tightly to feel that she had no possibility of sinking.

My mother came over and talked to her without a word. The general idea was that if I made money, I must pay back the money of the neighbors on the left and right. Otherwise, the 8000 yuan would make my mother unable to hold her head up.

Sang Xiaoyu immediately agreed, saying that he would try to pay it off within three months.

While talking, there was a knock on the door, who else would come so late?

The door opened by the mother turned out to be Li Junhao.

Li Junhao sent her a car key and a bicycle certificate, saying that he didn't need to ride anyway, so he might as well forget it for her.

Sang Xiaoyu said that he could earn some money if he sold it.

Li Junhao ignored her words, and instead asked her if she found a job?
Sang Xiaoyu said she found it, but her mother said it was a little early.

When he heard that Sang Xiaoyu was leaving for work at three o'clock the next day, he immediately said that he would see her off, since there was a motorcycle anyway.

Sang Xiaoyu quit, saying that he was also very busy at work, which affected his rest.

Li Junhao said you only have one day?That's nothing, if he gave it every day, he really couldn't afford it.

Sang Xiaoyu still refused, Li Junhao said what should I do if something happened so early?There are mothers and children, you haven't heard that there are quite a few accidents in the morning.

Sang Xiaoyu finally fell silent and acquiesced.

Sang Xiaoyu didn't sleep well all night.

She always dreams in the middle of the night, and in her dreams, she is always being chased for debts. I don't know how many times she woke up in her sleep, and sometimes she can also dream of Cheng Weize.

It's just that every time he's blurry, like a shadow, which Sang Xiaoyu can't touch or grasp.

In the early morning of the next day, 10 minutes before 03:30, Li Junhao knocked on the door of Sang Xiaoyu's house on time.

Sang Xiaoyu was ready a long time ago, sitting in the back of Li Junhao's car, hugging him naturally, feeling very safe.

Since he lent the money to Sang Xiaoyu, they didn't mention it again, and Li Junhao didn't say anything along the way. They arrived at the hotel in less than 10 minutes.

Li Junhao looked at the dilapidated small restaurant, then looked at Sang Xiaoyu with a desolate expression, and said, "Cheng Weize is really nothing, let a weak woman like you work so hard to earn money that you can't even support your family." , is it still a man?"

This time, Sang Xiaoyu didn't refute him, she stood silently in front of him, with the steamed stuffed bun shop in front of her, to Sang Xiaoyu, it was like a football player going to the goal to kick a penalty in a major game.

Success or failure lies in one's own foot, how could she not be afraid in her heart.

"If you have something to say, you must talk." Li Junhao gave her a business card, turned around and left.

The boss and his wife had already arrived at the store, and the little girl also arrived later.

The boss is a man in his 40s, he doesn't like to talk, his face is indifferent, he doesn't smile, he looks a bit fierce when he looks cold, like a gangster.

He's got tattoos all over his body, it's scary.

Sang Xiaoyu hurriedly joined them.

The work of bun shop is cumbersome and time-consuming.

Last night, they cleaned all kinds of vegetables, and the noodles were ready. They mainly chopped vegetables and stuffed buns.

Sang Xiaoyu first used a meat grinder to put the meat that had been slowed down in the refrigerator piece by piece, and then the proprietress mixed the stuffing.

Then Sang Xiaoyu was in charge of rolling the buns, and the girl was in charge of putting the buns on the tray. In less than half an hour, several tall cages caught fire.

Sang Xiaoyu rolled the skin for a full hour and a half, her arms felt unspeakably sore, and her wrists were also a little uncomfortable, so she held back and said nothing.

Before six o'clock, there are customers coming to the door.

Sang Xiaoyu took the note that the proprietress gave her, and put the buns with different fillings ordered on it into plastic bags, and piled them on the counter at the front desk.

A busy morning passed quickly, and the couple were satisfied with Sang Xiaoyu.

The proprietress spoke straightforwardly, saying that she was fairly diligent, but she was not qualified for such jobs, and asked her what she used to do?

Sang Xiaoyu smiled and said nothing, but the boss told her not to ask.

The proprietress said disapprovingly: "She is not a fugitive, what are you afraid of?"

Sang Xiaoyu nodded and said that he was indeed not a fugitive, but he was a little tired and didn't want to talk.

(End of this chapter)