The Eighty Blessed Wife is a prodigal

Chapter 1007 See I Don't Kill You!

Chapter 1007 See I Don't Kill You!

The moment she saw Gu Tingshen, the look in the eyes of the old lady turned into anger instantly. She picked up the dirty wooden stick in her hand and opened her lips to curse angrily: "You who suffered a thousand knives, didn't you still fight with another man yesterday?" A young girl said you were going back to China?
Why did you come here to confess to this girl today? "

"You goofy bastard, see if I don't beat you to death!"

The old lady's excitement was beyond everyone's expectations. Gu Ting was struck with a stick in a cold manner, and a black mark was instantly punched on his white coat.

It was filthy and smelled like a garbage dump.

Gu Ting quickly pinched his eyebrows tightly, and said angrily to the old woman: "You are crazy, I..."

As he said that he was about to make a move, he caught a glimpse of Tang Xin out of the corner of his eye and paused for a moment.

Angrily, he avoided the old woman's stick. Seeing that the old woman was getting more and more fierce, Tang Xin had no intention of stopping her, so he had no choice but to leave here temporarily.

"I still have something to do, so I'll go first and come to see you another day."

After leaving a word, Gu Tingshen was chased and beaten by the old woman and fled in embarrassment.

With a sound of 'touch—', the store door was closed, and the old lady stopped.

She turned her head to look at Tang Xin, and stepped forward a few steps to say something, but she seemed to think of the smell on her body, so she took a few steps back silently: "Girl, that man is a liar, you must not fall for it."

The old woman's words made Tang Xin bend her eyes and smile: "Don't worry, I love my husband very much."

Hearing Tang Xin's words, the old lady was startled, then she lowered her eyes and didn't speak any more.

"Grandma, there are a little less cartons this time."

He Ling came out from behind and handed the bundled cardboard box to the old woman.

The old lady stretched out her dry, skinny hand and took the paper box tremblingly. From Tang Xin's point of view, it seemed that the paper box would bring the old lady down at any moment.

"Grandma, why don't you ask your children to come and help you?"

Tang Xin hesitated for a moment, then spoke to the old woman.

Hearing this, the old lady's movements froze, her expression froze, and she said hoarsely, "I...my daughter got lost."

It was not difficult for Tang Xin to hear the trembling and sadness in her voice.

Perhaps because of becoming a mother, the old woman's words resonated in her heart, how sad would she be if her child was lost?
"Does the mother-in-law live with herself, or...?"

"Myself."

The old lady was about to walk out of her appearance after she finished speaking. Just as she pushed open the door of the store, Tang Xin said, "Then would you like to come and clean up for us?"

Tang Xin's words won the attention of everyone in the shop.

The things in the old woman's hand also fell to the ground because of too much accident.

She couldn't believe her ears.

"You just..."

"I opened a photo studio opposite, and I haven't hired Aunt Cleaning yet. Would you like to go to work?"

Tang Xin felt that she was very pitiful, her daughter was lost and her husband was lost.

Picking up trash is probably a helpless move.

The old lady looked at the smiling Tang Xin, with tears in her eyes: "I... can I?"

She found many jobs, but those people rejected her because of her image.

There is no way, in order to survive, she can only pick up trash, in order to be able to see her relatives again as soon as possible.

She can't die yet.

"of course can."

After finishing speaking, Tang Xin walked up to the old woman and picked up the cardboard box by the door: "Let's go, I'll sell it for you, and then take you upstairs to take a shower, and start working tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)

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