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Han Yuerong struggled to open the door and found a dark-skinned man standing in the courtyard, who looked vaguely familiar.

This man was the 'uncle' on the dock whom she crossed paths with two years ago at the entrance of the hospital. Even though Han Yuerong had changed a lot over the years, the man still recognized her at a glance.

The man immediately smiled sheepishly and said: "It's Yuerong, I'm here to see your mother. I went to another place a year ago, and when I came back, I hurried over to take care of her business. Is your mother here?" "

Han Yuerong glanced at the flour bag in the other person's hand, struggled in his heart for a moment, bit his lip and said: "My mother is not here, you can find me, but in addition to these things in your hand, you will also need to add an ocean."

The man was stunned for a moment, but soon understood. A trace of ecstasy flashed across his face, and he followed behind and rushed into the room.

Chapter 178 The joys and sorrows of the world are not connected (end of copy)

As the saying goes, if a Taoist moves a tree, it will live, but if a tree is moved, it will die.

Once you take the first step mentally, everything else will fall into place.

Except for the initial nausea and discomfort, Han Yuerong quickly came out of the embarrassing situation of being hungry. When she ate the hot steamed buns and drank the mutton soup that exuded the aroma of green onion, the last struggle in her heart also quickly Disappeared without a trace.

"I just want to live, what's wrong with that?"

Human beings are born as animals that constantly adapt to changes in the environment.

A highly adaptable advanced animal.

Han Yuerong is young and good-looking, especially with a bookish and quiet temperament. Suddenly breaking into the low-level secret prostitution market is like throwing a mushroom egg directly on the heads of all the losers.

Soon the news of the new tea being released spread through various channels, without any special promotion, and the small courtyard instantly became lively.

After all, she is a person who has read books, and Han Yuerong has a quick mind. She learned from her mother's experience and lessons and set three unspoken rules.

First, a single service charge is one yuan per person, and you also need to bring certain physical items. In short, you can make up for whatever is missing at home. The combined value of the two is about one and a half yuan, which is a fee in the secret prostitution market. First class.

She knows what these customers need, so she always wears a quiet and booklike student outfit, not coquettish, but elegant.

Second, the maximum number of visitors we can receive in a single day is three, and we will not accept more than three visitors.

Unless you add money or the guest's identity is unusual.

Han Yuerong also set up a chess and card table at home, and invited an old woman to come to the house to cook, cook, and clean. This was considered an additional service, and she would certainly need to pay for it.

As for the third one, she intends to win over the people of the city defense regiment. The little bosses there can enjoy a free service on a regular basis, and the soldiers below also get half discounts, which greatly enhances the security of the home.

The main risk in the prostitution business does not come from the market. As long as the price is right, there will always be customers.

Especially a young woman like her who lives alone and has no one to rely on has to face the malicious suppression and trouble from her peers or brothels, the robbery and threats from gangsters or idle people, and the government's demands or expulsions.

She transferred the protection money paid to the government to the city defense corps, and used her delicate relationship with the city defense corps to suppress the other two subconscious dangers.

With both good looks and brains, Han Yuerong's business was instantly on track.

She also hired someone to renovate the originally dilapidated courtyard. The roofs, doors and windows of the three tile-roofed houses were decorated, and some new furniture was purchased. In addition to these expenses, Han Yuerong saved at least 20 yuan.

At this time in Tianjin City, this was already a considerable amount of liquidity.

And it only took her less than half a year.

Only occasionally in the dead of night, when there are no guests in the house, and Han Yuerong sits motionless at the desk through the half-open window, looking at the cold moonlight falling in the courtyard, she will think of someone.

On this day, Han Yuerong asked a tailor to cut a new set of cheongsam, and spent 2 yuan to buy a pair of high heels. Her hair was also permed, and she walked frequently in the courtyard with a bag in her hand.

She learned this from the top men in the big brothels.

"Aunt Liu, what do you think of my clothes?"

Han Yuerong was holding a crocodile leather bag that was only owned by rich ladies in the city. She adjusted the slit under her cheongsam and looked a little proud.

"The lady is so eye-catching in this outfit, I guarantee that the guests won't be able to take their eyes away."

"What Aunt Liu said is nice."

Han Yuerong chuckled and took off her high heels with satisfaction.

At this moment, there was a push at the door of the courtyard, and an old woman with disheveled hair and a slovenly look on crutches looked at them with squinted eyes.

The old woman's turbid eyes swept over Han Yuerong. She was slightly surprised for a moment, and then quickly lowered her head in humiliation.

He apologized profusely: "I admitted to the wrong door."

Aunt Liu rushed up and scolded her, "Where did the beggar come from, and you can come in here? Walk around, don't dirty our yard, I'll give you nothing to eat."

In order to show her worth in front of Han Yuerong, Aunt Liu pushed and scolded her with extra force, pushing the old woman staggeringly and almost falling to the ground.

At this moment, Han Yuerong was wearing a cheongsam and high heels, and her hair was permed. She looked like a young lady in her movements. How could she have the aura of a young lady a year ago?

It can be called a great change in life.

The old woman didn't recognize Han Yuerong for a while, because she never imagined that Han Yuerong would be as wealthy as he is now. She just thought that the yard was rented to others, and that there was an outhouse raised by a rich man living in it.

Han Yuerong's eyes suddenly became moist.

She stood there in a daze and looked at the old woman. Even though the old woman in front of her had changed completely, those familiar eyes and the face that she had relied on so much made her recognize the person in an instant. identity.

Han Yuerong threw down her high heels and rushed out of the courtyard. She stood at the entrance of the courtyard and tentatively shouted at the old woman's back: "Mom."

The old woman paused, turned around slowly, and looked at the figure of the woman chasing out in surprise.

Han Yuerong became even more excited. She shouted again, "Mom, is that you? I'm Yuerong."

The old woman's body trembled, she stood there and squinted her eyes slowly to look at her. She felt that they looked more and more alike. A hint of joy gradually appeared in the corner of her mouth. She stretched out her hand and walked back slowly. As she walked, she asked doubtfully: "Are you my wife?" Rong? Are you really my Yuerong? Why have you changed so much? My mother almost doesn’t recognize you."

"Mom, I am Yuerong."

The mother and daughter hugged each other for a moment, looking at each other with tears in their eyes.

Aunt Liu was the only one who stood behind, a little hesitant, and kept saying: "Where did this... Miss, another girl pop up? This is bad, she offended someone just after meeting her."

The fourth memory...

Another week passed. There was a stove burning on the Tukang in the bedroom, and the temperature was very warm.

Mrs. Song was wearing a new cotton-padded jacket, lying cross-legged on her back on the earthen kang, holding a pipe in her hand, and told Han Yuerong what happened during the separation.

"My mother couldn't wait for you to come out at the school gate that day, so she knew that you were still blaming me and hating me. But life is never as good as imagined. People have to eat and survive. You didn't understand these principles at the time, but you will understand them sooner or later. "

"I worked for a while selling stinky tofu with a cripple. On the surface, he said he didn't mind my previous experience, but he always teased me overtly and secretly, and sarcastically mocked me for not being worth the five-yuan gift money."

"There was a time when public security in the city was not good, and various gangsters came to him in turn to collect protection money. The monthly income was not enough, so the business would not last long. He stopped the stall and spent all day in the teahouse. I hang out with those guys, listen to plays, brag and tell dirty jokes, and somehow I develop the habit of smoking."

"Then it was passed on to me again. After each session, she would torture me like a mad cow, beat me, and say some vicious words to stimulate me. My mother had no place to go, so she had to endure it... He has saved all these years. Some money, but how can it withstand two people sitting at home without working? The savings will be used up soon."

"So he and I thought about returning to his hometown in the countryside, which is only 100 kilometers away from Tianjin. He still has two acres of farmland in his hometown, and he entrusted a nephew of the family to be responsible for farming."

"Unexpectedly, after I returned home, I had a conflict with my nephew over farm matters, and his other leg was broken. Now his mood became even more moody. He said that I had killed two men and was a broom star. Nothing good has happened since he married me, and my tolerance reached the extreme. I burned a few cakes on my body, took a cane, and walked back to Tianjin City. It took three days and three nights on the road."

"Mom is thinking, you are about to graduate from school. When the time comes, you will entrust a matchmaker to help you find a good family. When the time comes, mom will go there with you and you will have a place to retire. No matter how bad things happen, you can still be like me and be a half-year-old. How can I not get a bite out of this hidden business?"

"When Mom was on the road, she was still thinking about how to convince you. She didn't expect you to go to sea directly. Now it's better. We two will work together to save some money in a few years. Then we can buy a yard in a different place and start a new life. Life, when you are still young, you can find a man to marry, I tell you, I have experience in this matter, you must listen to your mother."

As Mrs. Song spoke, she straightened up with a slap in the face, her face full of longing for the future life.

Han Yuerong secretly glanced at her mother beside her. Although the two had only been separated for less than two years, Mrs. Song had aged a lot and did not look like a middle-aged woman in her 30s.

Mrs. Song said it in an understatement. Han Yuerong was no longer a young child who didn't understand the fireworks of the world. He had already sensed a strong sadness from the other party's story.

If nothing else, just walking a hundred kilometers back to Tianjin on two legs and living in the open with no money is a hardship that few people can bear.

This further aroused the guilt and self-blame she had accumulated in her heart for her mother-in-law.

Two years ago, she blamed Mrs. Song for being shameless and left the door ajar. Two years later, when she was desperate, she also left the door ajar by accident, still in this courtyard.

Life is a strange cycle sometimes.

Unconsciously, we reached the starting point.

Out of guilt in her heart, Han Yuerong would stick to her as long as it was no big deal. After all, Mrs. Song was now her only relative in this world.

"Mom, you have suffered a lot these years."

Mrs. Song took a long puff of cigarette, squinted her eyes and recalled for a moment, and said: "It's all hard work. It's not just the two of us who have hard work in this world. Mom, I see you have guests coming to your door every day these days. You can only receive three people at most. This is terrible." No, we have just entered the sea now and the freshness of the customers has not worn off, so we should make more money. We can only do business for 20 days a month at most, how can we do three a day?"

"I think it would be better to increase the daily quota from three to five. No matter how much we have, there won't be that many customers."

Han Yuerong hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Just listen to mother."

"Also, don't keep Aunt Liu. The salary of two oceans a month is too expensive. You don't know how hard it is to make money these days. I can do the job she does. I'll just let her go. I'll do it." Do her job.”

Han Yuerong knew that Mrs. Song still remembered what happened a few days ago.

In fact, this is not the main reason. The key is that the other party saw Mrs. Song at her most desolate and undignified scene. With her around, Mrs. Song was not comfortable smoking.

She always felt like there was someone in the dark watching her.

Although Aunt Liu and Han Yuerong get along quite happily, they are not relatives after all. How can they be as close as her own mother?

Han Yuerong nodded again.

While Mrs. Song was speaking, she secretly observed Han Yuerong's face. Seeing that she agreed without hesitation, she was so happy that she leaned over and kissed Han Yuerong on the forehead. She replied proudly: "Mother knows that you and I are of the same mind. No." It was in vain that I sold myself to help you go to school. Let me tell you, my mother is also proficient in some things in bed. Now that there are no guests, I can tell you some skills. "

The room suddenly fell into a burst of whispers.

After a while, Mrs. Song opened the door and went out to talk to Aunt Liu about her resignation. Han Yuerong looked at Mrs. Song from behind and felt that she had changed a lot in the past two years, not only her body and appearance, but also her speech, behavior and appearance. View.

After understanding the hardships and difficulties of life, Mrs. Song became more utilitarian.

You will also enjoy it more.

Apart from anything else, the monthly smoking money can be used to hire two Aunt Lius. After seeing through it, Mrs. Song has paid so much for her, and Han Yuerong actually doesn't mind the other party's enjoyment.

Isn't it just for today that you worked so hard to send her to school?

As long as she can still make money, it doesn't matter.

The fifth memory...

Another half year later, the hospital is now gloomy and gloomy. Han Yuerong comes back from the outside looking like a dead man. Mrs. Song rushed up anxiously and asked, "How is it? What did the doctor say?"

Han Yuerong handed her the pill box in his hand and walked towards the bedroom with eyes blank.

"The doctor said that this kind of internal disease cannot be cured, and at best it can only be relieved."

Mrs. Song grabbed the medicine box and caught up from behind, twisting Han Yuerong's sleeve, and urged: "Are you going to accept guests these days? If this continues, we will have to drink the northwest wind."

Han Yuerong glanced at the empty courtyard and said weakly: "I have a heart disease and I haven't recovered yet. How can I receive guests?"

Mrs. Song took a sip of disapproval, "What's the point? You haven't been sick for a long time, and the symptoms are not very serious. Some regular customers know the news, but the new ones don't. At worst, I will go to the street to pull some for you." When a new customer comes, let’s lower the price a little bit, and they won’t pounce on us like a pug who has taken advantage.”

Han Yuerong felt panic in her chest.

She felt inexplicably angry, and the master retorted: "Mom, I have a heart disease. It's contagious. I can't receive guests. Did you know?"

Mrs. Song burst out laughing, "What's the use of yelling at me? If you have the ability, you won't eat or take medicine. Treatment is free of charge? If you work in this line of work for a long time, you will catch this disease sooner or later. Let's talk about your disease. It was also infected by those guests, so what psychological burden do you feel if you infect them again?"

"You listen to me, before the news has spread, you can finally make a fortune and cure the disease. If you are late, it will be too late. I will go to the braised meat shop across the alley to help you ask, what did you do last time? When you go out wearing a cheongsam, that guy will stare straight at your legs."

After Mrs. Song finished speaking, she left without asking for Han Yuerong's consent.

The latter put one hand on the door frame and felt that the other person's back was so cold and heartless at this moment. Is this still the mother who had been thinking about her a few years ago?

Soon, Mrs. Song brought in the owner of the alley's kou cooked butcher shop.

The other party had a mean smile on his face and rushed over without even taking off his apron. As soon as he entered the door, he pushed Han Yuerong onto the bed. He was actually an old player, but he usually only found middle- and low-level prostitutes, the kind who were strong enough to quench his thirst. , play the ocean twice.

He had been thinking about a young, beautiful and bookish prostitute like Han Yuerong for a long time and was reluctant to spend more money.

I heard about the half-price sale today, but I couldn’t bear it.

Soon, he stripped Han Yuerong naked. When the boat was about to enter the alley, he suddenly became more vigilant, put his nose over and smelled, and immediately shouted: "Something's wrong, your smell is too strong, you Are you sick?"

Han Yuerong lay motionless on the bed and looked at him, with no intention of hiding it, "Yes, dirty disease."

The meat seller was immediately furious and slapped Han Yuerong on the face, "What kind of peace of mind are you, a bitch? You've been infected with a dirty disease and you still come out to pick up customers? Do you want to kill me?"

The man punched and kicked Han Yuerong, and angrily came to the courtyard a moment later. Mrs. Song had long heard the noise in the house and knew that he had been tricked. She didn't know where to hide now.

After half a day, Han Yuerong got dressed with difficulty and climbed out of bed.

She wiped the blood off her mouth, groped her way to the kitchen to make a fire and boiled the medicine. After drinking a full stomach of Chinese medicine, she went back to bed and lay down.

The courtyard was even quieter tonight.

Only her.

Through the half-open window, she looked at the night sky again. The sky was pitch black, with no stars or moon. Today was a cloudy day.

The next day, Mrs. Song came back.

She first went to the room to take a look at Han Yuerong and greeted him. Seeing that Han Yuerong was weak and his voice was soft, she rummaged around in the room and rushed out with the few pieces of gold she had left. She was addicted to cigarettes.