Although she was wearing two pairs of pants, the terrazzo staircase under her butt was still biting cold. Huijuan wanted to stand up, but she felt that as long as she stood up, she might be unable to stand firm and rolled down the stairs.

Huijuan herself has forgotten how long she has not had a good meal or a good sleep.

The time she eats every day is not fixed, and the number of times is not fixed. She either has two meals or one meal a day. When she is not hungry, she is so hungry that she can't even take the spoon, Huijuan couldn't think of going to cook.

For several days, she lived on instant noodles. She wanted to vomit when she ate instant noodles. Then she remembered to turn on the stove and make something for herself. The fire on the stove was burning. She stood there with a horse spoon, but she was confused. Then she realized that there was nothing else in her restaurant except oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

The refrigerator was also empty. In order to save electricity, she had already unplugged the refrigerator's plug.

Huijuan turned off the stove and went to eat instant noodles again, but when the boiled water was down, the rich and stimulating smell of instant noodles rushed up, Huijuan suddenly felt her stomach turbulent and she was about to vomit again.

Huijuan had to go out, lock the door, and go to the vegetable market. She bought three handfuls of vegetables, six eggs and two tubes of noodles. When she returned to the store, she cooked a bowl of egg green vegetable noodles for herself. Looking at the noodles in the bowl, Huijuan was dazed again. She couldn't figure out why the noodles made her want to vomit, but this noodles made her have the appetite to eat it?

While eating noodles, Huijuan thought that it was cold now and the vegetables would not break for several days, and so did eggs. Thinking that she would not rely on instant noodles every day, but instead made this beautiful noodles by herself, Huijuan suddenly felt a long-lost feeling, and she smiled.

As long as there is still food, the restaurant can continue to open, and continue to wait every day, waiting for the results discussed in their village.

Every night, Huijuan went to bed and felt very sleepy. She turned off the lights and lay there but couldn't sleep. It was not that she was tossing and turning her mind and couldn't sleep, but that she was empty and could not sleep without thinking. She felt that she had no ability to think, and her destiny was in someone's hands. Whatever you want, what would you do?

Huijuan felt a piece of wood in her head, and the piece of wood was stuffed there, making her unable to think of anything. The piece of wood seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, supporting her, making her unable to even close her eyes. She had to sit up to feel better, and Huijuan sat up in the dark.

But it was cold. At night in Hangzhou in early March, it was still cold and cold. The cold wind blew the windows, and then like those hooligans, they came in through the cracks of the windows very hooligans. They made her tremble very hooligan. She had to lie down and fell on the pillow, leaving only one head outside the quilt, which made her feel better.

Huijuan stared at the ceiling above her head in the darkness, slowly seeing the ceiling out of the darkness.

Huijuan was in the dark, listening to the sound of the landlord's house downstairs playing mahjong, Huijuan thought to herself, how happy these locals are, they almost don't have to do anything every day. Anyway, there are people like Huijuan who will give them the rent every month.

They rent shops, rent housing, and all places where people can live. Anyway, there are people who rent them, so they can do nothing themselves. They live every day, as if they are just for eating and playing mahjong at night. Playing mahjong is the most important thing for their day.

Huijuan thought to herself that these people who can play carefree every day are probably the happiest people in this world.

No, there are happier things. They don’t have to worry about demolition. They don’t have to worry about whether they can get this and that money. They will definitely not be missing any of them. What they want is just more. Huijuan heard that her landlord and the landlord next door were settled. As she calculated, she laughed. What did she laugh at her? She laughed at them for making a fortune.

But when the villagers came to the door, they were all fierce and fierce. They all said that they took too little, and you all got it to make you laugh, but they still felt that it was too little? So what about me?

Huijuan felt that she could not think of herself. As long as she thought of herself, the piece of wood in her brain began to grow and would grow out of her brain. She felt that her brain would explode with a "bang" at any time.

Huijuan didn't think about herself. She was staring blankly at the ceiling above her head in the darkness, and listening to the sound of the landlord playing mahjong downstairs. The sound became clearer and clearer. Huijuan could clearly distinguish every word they said. Although she still couldn't understand Hangzhou dialect, she just felt that she could distinguish every word they said.

She even knew who was playing mahjong with the landlord next door. If someone changed one night, she would immediately know that they seemed to be playing mahjong at the head of her bed. Huijuan could only listen to them playing mahjong and not think about herself, so she would feel better.

One night, it seemed that it was not too late, Huijuan was lying here and could hear the sound of the Sanbao lock, the whistle of the ship and the thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and thud and th

Every night, the Sanbao ship locks are lively from ten o'clock. Before ten o'clock, the boats will stop there quietly and line up there. At ten o'clock, the ship locks will start to become lively, and all kinds of sounds will come one after another, turning into the background sound of the landlords playing mahjong.

The sounds on the locks did not begin to fade until two or three o'clock in the morning, making the landlords and their playing mahjong clearer and clearer.

That night, the lock was still lively, and the landlord and the others seemed to stand up suddenly. Huijuan heard the sound of the chair moving. They were about to end. Huijuan almost started shouting, "Don't end, you don't want to hit me anymore, what should I do?"

Fortunately, they were just hungry and got up to have midnight snacks. After the midnight snacks, the sound of mahjong sounded again, and Huijuan then let out a long sigh.

Huijuan is like this every night. She only falls asleep unknowingly when she listens to the sound of the landlords playing mahjong. But she seems to be woken up by the alarm clock immediately. In fact, there are several hours between them, but Huijuan feels that she is immediately awakened by the noise as soon as she falls asleep.

Huijuan was lying there, really didn't want to get up, and she really wanted to sleep for a while, but no, she had to get up, and she still had to open a store. Although today must be the same as yesterday before yesterday, the day before yesterday..., there was still no business. Even if one or two customers came to the door, they would be scared away by the scene in the store.

But Huijuan still needs to open a store. What if the village discusses today? What if the village comes to inform her to sign an agreement to get the money today and she is not here?

Huijuan sat on the stairs and she was almost crying again. She looked at the notification in her hand and said that she was waiting for it every day, but what she was waiting for was not it at all.

Huijuan was in a state of silence. She didn't know what to do next. The notification you had to wait for was coming. You didn't have any notifications to wait. Huijuan didn't know if she could get up from bed every morning.

Upstairs, the corridor behind me was quiet, but downstairs were very lively, and various sounds came from the downstairs, sounding in my ears.

Huijuan heard local voices shouting. This was the village cadres and local villagers. Although they were also clamoring, they could hear that they were all happy.

There were also very cheerful laughter and Mandarin with a strong sense of breath. He spoke like a report. Huijuan knew that these were people from relevant departments. There would definitely be a car that belonged to them at the gate outside. These sounds were quickly mixed with the local accent. This was the two troops meeting.

There is also a kind of Mandarin that is not very standard. Huijuan knows that this is the business owners on the street, or the owner of a clothing processing factory in Sanbao Village. They try hard to get their Mandarin closer to Mandarin with a strong atmosphere, but they obviously lack confidence. This lack of confidence makes the local dialect that drives them become very confident.

Let’s go! Go out! Don’t talk anymore!

Huijuan even heard the sound of goodbye and goodbye to the document, just like Huijuan, rented a house in the village. He came to sign the agreement. Huijuan didn't know what else to be happy about after signing such an agreement, and she would be happy about seeing each other again.

What should I do if I get a loan of 800 yuan if I get a loan of 50,000 yuan if I get a loan of 50,000 yuan?

Thinking of the 50,000 yuan loan, Huijuan felt that she had some strength. If she couldn't get the money, she wouldn't be able to pay off the 50,000 yuan loan. Will her parents be kicked out of their home by the credit union?

Huijuan thought that if that were the case, her parents would be forced to death.

No, Huijuan stood up. She felt that if that was the case, her parents would be forced to death by themselves, and if they were to die, they would be the ones who could be the ones who could be the ones. How could they be the parents?

Huijuan stood up, she wiped her eyes with her hands, trying to wipe away her tears, but found that she seemed to have dried up from tears.

Huijuan walked downstairs and arrived downstairs. The scene downstairs was indeed different from the upstairs. There were people coming and going in the corridors and offices. Everyone walked in a hurry. They all knew where they came from, where they were going and what they were going to do. Only Huijuan stood at the entrance of the stairs and suddenly became dazed again, not knowing what they should do next.

She stood there, holding the notification in her hand, and the place where her fingers were pinching seemed to be broken, and her hands were trembling.

Huijuan bit her lips tightly, trying hard to calm herself down and try hard to prevent her hands from shaking.

She took a deep breath and looked at both sides of the corridor before she decided to walk towards the director's office.

Huijuan walked to the door of the director's office. The director was answering the phone call. She looked up at her. Her face became colder, and then she opened brightly again and said to the phone:

"Okay, Mr. Tan, I understand. At 6:30 pm, Tianxiang Tower 'Wushan Tianfeng', OK, Mr. Tan, see you all."

The director put down the phone and stood up. Huijuan thought the director would let her in. She was still standing at the door, waiting for the director to call her in. The director walked towards her with a cold face. This person who used to like to put her waist and touch her butt when he was drinking. It seemed that he didn't know her anymore. He didn't even look at her and walked out of her.

Huijuan stood there, staring at his back blankly. She watched him walk farther and farther away, and walked from here to the stairs. At the stairs, she met a man who spoke Mandarin, shook hands with him, let go, and patted each other on each other's shoulders.

Then he continued to walk towards the corridor there, and Huijuan saw him walking to the end of the corridor and turned into the secretary's office.

Huijuan knew that it was the secretary's office. She had been there before. When she stood at the door, the people inside would come over with a smile, take her hand and pull her in, instead of like today.

She stood at Accountant Ge's door, and Accountant Ge seemed to not recognize her anymore.

She stood at the director's door, and the director seemed to not recognize her anymore.

If she was standing at the secretary's door, Huijuan knew that the secretary would definitely not know her.

Although these people used to like to put her waist and touch her butt when they were eating and drinking.
Chapter completed!