Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

Every day when Mi Fan came back, she would always boil hot water patiently and carefully help him wipe his body and change his clothes. He was too drunk and would make some hangover soup for him to drink.

Every day.

Mu Wanqing was really worried, as time passed, her body would not be able to take it anymore.

And what worries her the most is that she is afraid that Yang Mifan will never recover from this setback and will remain depressed like this forever.

She wanted to persuade him, wanted to talk to him, wanted to encourage him to cheer up and start over, but... Admiration Fan never gave her time to say a word in front of him...

Mu Wanqing helped him change into clean clothes, already sweating profusely from exhaustion.

Help him tuck the quilt, and then take out his dirty clothes and wash them.

……

The food street in the night market is crowded with people every night, and it is extremely lively.

Every restaurant is overcrowded.

Pleasant cheers, excited punching sounds, and the sound of cups colliding heavily mixed together, making it extremely noisy.

Compared to the bustle of the restaurant, the backyard seemed much colder and deserted.

Mu Wanqing was wearing greasy work clothes, sitting in front of a super large basin, and quickly cleaned the piles of dishes inside.

Her little hands, which were originally tender and slippery, became wrinkled and dry after being soaked in water for a long time.

The whole night, she kept the same posture, sitting in the backyard and washing dishes non-stop, so tired that she couldn't straighten her back.

Just about to stop for a while to take a rest, who knows, before raising her arm, the proprietress scolded angrily, and then there was a shocking voice: "Mu Wanqing, are you lazy again?! Do you want to continue working?! You only know how to be lazy all day long. , I paid you to do things, not just to eat."

"I'm sorry, I'll wash it right away, very quickly!" The wooden bowl buried its head and cleaned the dishes at a faster speed.

The proprietress put her hands on her hips, like a dominatrix: "Don't wash it yet, move these washed dishes to the kitchen, there are no more bowls over there."

"Oh, right now." Saying that, Mu Wanqing turned on the water, washed off the dish soap on her hands, and walked to the kitchen with the heavy bowls and chopsticks.

However, after walking a few steps, she suddenly felt a sharp dull pain in her stomach, she slipped her hands, "thunderbolt bang bang", fifty bowls fell to the ground and shattered.

The proprietress stood at the gate of the yard, dumbfounded.

After being calm for a few seconds, he roared furiously: "Mu Wanqing, did you do it on purpose?! You break my bowl on purpose every day. What do you mean? Are you secretly revenge on me?! Get out!!! Our store I don't need a clumsy dishwasher like you—”

Without any suspense, Mu Wanqing was kicked out by the proprietress, no matter how much she begged, the proprietress didn't even look at her.

Biting her lip, looking at the 100 yuan wages in her hand, she really...was about to cry.

Washing dishes in the night market is a heavy workload, earning 100 yuan a day.

She washed the dishes continuously for a week, and ended up losing six hundred——

Looking down, looking at the wrinkled, peeling and stinging fingers soaked in detergent, Mu Wanqing pursed her red lips slightly, exhaled lightly, and then cheered herself up in a low voice: "Mu Wanqing, come on!" !! You still have to save money to redeem your mother’s brooch, and you still have to buy a suit for Yang Mufan.”

Yang Mufan doesn't have a decent suit now, so she must prepare one for him.If one day he suddenly wants to go to work, it will definitely be useful.