Diary of the poorest guy in China

Chapter 14 I Should Have a Decent Career
Chapter 14 I should have a decent career
Tuesday, October 2006, 3 Cloudy
Xiaoyu went to work in a restaurant, and her salary was 450 yuan a month, including food, and she lived in the restaurant at night.After the restaurant closes, use a few benches, put a few wooden boards on it, and spread a quilt to make do with it.

I told the workers that Xiaoyu is my relative, please take care of her and don't bully her.

Xiaoyu told me not to say that she was a college student.She said that a college student was working in such an environment, and she couldn't keep her face.

I understand her, the university taught her knowledge, also taught her vanity.

Xiaoyu began to have a mentality of repaying me, always feeling that she owed me a lot.I told her that I have also been in such a difficult time. When I was in difficulty, I also hope that someone will help me, even if it is just a comfort, so there is no need to be polite to me.

It's just that I didn't tell her that I'm still struggling.

Sunny Monday, March 2006, 4

Xiaoyu said, I am different from other migrant workers.She said that I have a melancholy temperament about me, like a somewhat cultured person.

I just smiled lightly, but my heart was a little warm, as if I had a feeling of being understood.

To be honest, although my education is not high, I can barely be considered a scholar.On the construction site, with these rough migrant workers, I feel that I am alone.

Their idea is simple, make money and send it home.Save a lot, renovate the house in my hometown, or buy one or two decent electrical appliances.

I think differently, I know that being a migrant worker is a stopgap measure, and I should have a decent career.But where is my career?If I am not a migrant worker, what can I do?
This is a state of struggle, neither reconciled nor better way.

So I often envy Lao Liu and the others. They do work when they have work, drink wine when they have time, and welcome whatever comes. They are refreshing.

This is a rare happiness, but I can't blend in, I can only watch or appreciate it.

Friday, September 2006, 4 Sunny

After Xiaoyu went to work in the restaurant, I sometimes went to talk to her.Maybe her mood is too similar to mine, so we can talk very well.

Xiaoyu calls me big brother, and I treat her like my own sister.

Sometimes, I will borrow her harmonica to play, to relieve the loneliness in my heart.

The day before yesterday, I asked her, "How much did you pay for the harmonica?" She said, "It was a gift from a high school classmate." I joked, "Is it a male classmate?" Xiaoyu smiled shyly.

I said, "No wonder you didn't bring anything with you when the landlord drove you out. You only brought this harmonica. It turned out to be a token of love. You are in such a difficult situation, why don't you go to your male classmate to find a solution together?"

Xiaoyu said: "He is still studying, in Shanghai, he is only a senior this year."

I nodded and said, "Look, what were you angry about that night? If your male classmate found out, wouldn't it be strange if he didn't die of anger?"

Xiaoyu said: "Sometimes I really think about it, sell myself, and exchange some money to repay my parents."

I said, "Don't talk stupid! Work hard, earn hard, and live well."

Today, when it was time for Xiaoyu to pay her salary, she returned me the 50 yuan I gave her.I hesitated, but took it anyway.It's not that I care about the 50 yuan, but that I don't want to increase her psychological burden.

If there is no debt, there is no burden.

(End of this chapter)