good old days

Does Jiang Baoqin hate Jiang Xinyu?

Looking back on the past, Jiang Xinyu had never done anything sorry for her, whether in her previous life or this life. On the contrary, she had done many wrong things.

When she was in the mental hospital, she just wanted to come out, and her whole family went to the mine for rehabilitation. During those hundreds of days and nights, her resentment at the beginning slowly turned into regret, and finally turned into numbness.

Until her family was released again, God gave her a chance to be reborn.

She no longer wants to dwell on those people and things in the past. No one has ever wronged her, it was all her fault. She just wants to make money and give herself a family in the future.

"Sister Ling, please listen to my advice and let the past go. You have changed your appearance now, so don't worry about it anymore."

After all, Zhang Ling didn't kill people for no reason. It wasn't that her stepfather was a beast and her mother was a coward. Zhang Ling wouldn't have fallen to that point. Her ex-husband was just unlucky and he didn't feel sorry for her. She shouldn't think about ruining other people's peaceful lives anymore.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhang Ling's mouth, but quickly disappeared.

When he looked at Jiang Baoqin, there was only mockery in his eyes.

"It seems you are still not short of money."

She had been confused like this, and still looked like a timid and fearful person who had been reformed. It really made her sick.

She will take back those who have wronged her Zhang Ling one by one, otherwise she will be sorry for the sins she suffered in the mine.

After returning to his cabin and lying on the bed, Jiang Baoqin truly relaxed.

After counting all her savings, including what she earned from selling radios, she already had more than 1,500 yuan.

While counting the money, the landlady knocked on the door.

"Baoqin, open the door, we have something to talk to you about."

Jiang Baoqin hid the money before opening the door, and went to the main room with the landlord.

"You haven't eaten yet. Eat some food first. Look how thin you are."

Jiang Baoqin has indeed not eaten for most of the day. When she was doing business, she only ate two pancakes a day. Her weight is not much higher than when she was in the mine.

She doesn't eat well, her face turns yellow and her complexion looks bad. If she dresses more old-fashioned, everyone will think she is too young.

"I'm not hungry, what do you want to do?"

Landlord: "You took the goods and sold them elsewhere. How was this trip?"

Jiang Baoqin shook his head: "I almost got robbed. I had to run as soon as someone from the joint defense team came, but I have experience. I managed to save my money this time."

The landlord and his family felt that she was very pitiful. A woman had to travel all over the country to run a business. She couldn't eat well, the clothes were shabby, and she couldn't make any money, but she was still persisting. Although she was not very old, she looked like dozens of people. same people.

Landlady’s daughter: “I found a job as a waitress in a hotel, with a monthly salary of fifty. Why don’t you come with me tomorrow and give it a try? The person in charge there said that there is still a shortage of waitresses, but we need to hire more waitresses. It's okay. You can change into my clothes tomorrow and I'll comb your hair. If they don't want it, ask them if they still want a cleaner."

The landlord's aunt said: "It is better to find a job than to carry the goods and risk your own business. You are a woman and it is not safe outside."

Does the landlord's family care about Jiang Baoqin? Is it because Jiang Baoqin met Jiang Baoqin on the street and fainted due to hypoglycemia. The landlord's daughter was almost taken advantage of by gangsters on the street. Knowing that she had no place to live, they simply packed up the utility room at home and rented it to her at a low price. .

Jiang Baoqin has now accumulated a lot of life wisdom, such as pretending to be poor, pretending to be old, and pretending to be pitiful. No one who has met her will think that she is a woman of the right age and good appearance.

"Tingting, which hotel is this?"

The girl blurted out: "Xingyun Restaurant is just opposite Xinhua Cinema. I went for an interview the day before yesterday. It was decorated like a palace. Not only did it have a place to eat, but there was also a dance floor for singing and dancing. When the lights were turned on, people could not open their eyes. The person in charge has said that from now on it will be the leading place in Yangcheng to eat, drink, play and relax. We waiters will only serve food, wine and clear the plates to the guests."

Jiang Baoqin's heart sank. She felt that any place related to Zhang Ling was not a serious place.

When the two met for the first time, Zhang Ling said that she would introduce a rich man to her, and she kept saying that she would take her to earn the man's money.

"Tingting, don't go. It doesn't sound like a good place." The girl rolled her eyes at her, "Why isn't it a good place? I'm going to work as a waiter. When hiring waiters, they have to have decent looks. The person in charge said, If the waiter is good, the dining experience of the guests will be better. I serve tea and water dishes in the dining room, and I earn fifty yuan a month. Where can I find such a job?"

The girl grabbed Jiang Baoqin's hand and said, "You don't make much money even though you come and go, so why not apply for the job with me? We can be companions together when we go to work every day."

Jiang Baoqin shook his head, "I definitely don't meet other people's requirements for hiring waiters."

She glanced at Tingting. She was not tall, but her skin was thin and white, and she had an oval face. She was pure and cute like Xiaojiabiyu, and her voice was nice.

She didn't know what Zhang Ling did, but her intuition gave her a bad feeling.

Is the waiter really just carrying plates and clearing the table?

With an empty stomach, Jiang Baoqin lay on the bed and tossed and turned.

Ever since she met Zhang Ling, she had been hesitant about whether to report her.

Zhang Ling wanted to take revenge on Jiang Xinyu, she could have turned a blind eye.

...

The New Year's Eve business is the best, but it's too troublesome to squeeze into the train. Once on the train, you have to worry about other passengers taking away her luggage.

Another batch of goods came in, and she went to the train station carrying her bag.

She covered her face tightly, leaving only her eyes exposed, and walked past Chen Zhengyu. Chen Zhengyu didn't realize that the person was her at all.

Chen Zhengyu is very sexy. He wears sunglasses on his face, a leather jacket on his body, and jeans on his lower body. His hair is styled, and the two tufts on his forehead are curved, making him look shiny.

There is no doubt that Chen Zhengyu is now a young comrade who is at the forefront of the trend.

Jiang Baoqin stood in front of him, and Chen Zhengyu waved, "Auntie, don't block it here, there's still room over there."

Jiang Baoqin was silent when she was called aunt.

It was a coincidence to meet him at the train station today.

"You go with me to a place where no one is outside first. I have something to tell you."

Chen Zhengyu frowned when he heard her voice.

In the open space outside.

"What's the matter? Tell me quickly. My train is going through ticket inspection soon."

The two of them had been separated for some time, and Chen Zhengyu knew by looking at her dress that she was not doing well.

"I saw Zhang Ling. She escaped from the mine and now works at Xingyun Restaurant. She wants to take revenge on her ex-husband and Chen Yi and Jiang Xinyu. She asked me to find out about them..."

"Passengers..."

At this moment, an announcement sounded in the train station.

Chen Zhengyu hurriedly ran inside, "I know."

Catching the train before the Spring Festival is not an easy task, especially at a big station like Yangcheng. When the train stops, the outside of the track is crowded and the flow of people is too large. It is not easy to squeeze in.

Jiang Baoqin hadn't finished speaking yet and watched helplessly as he squeezed into the crowd and disappeared.

Zhang Ling is no longer called Zhang Ling, her name is Min Qiao...