For a stranger to suddenly give her so much money, Wang Xiangqin must have some thoughts in her heart.
Over the past year or so, I have seen too many turbulent times in the world. Even my own brothers no longer want to see their family, let alone outsiders.
If there was even the slightest chance, how could she have gotten to where she is today.
Before, he thought more about transactions. But now that he got 180 yuan all at once, she didn't know how to carry out the transaction. But as long as she had money and could support her husband to continue living, she
Everyone is willing to do it.
If you don’t even care about face, will you care about anything else?
"Sister Wang, I still said what I just said. Once you make a wrong choice, it will be really difficult to go back, not to mention you have a child. How will you face your son in the future." Song Wenjing continued to persuade.
road.
Wang Xiangqin fell silent, waiting for Song Wenjing to continue.
"You should use this money first. I can only help you so much at the moment, and I won't be able to get it out for a while. Besides, I think you can find a job, but it will definitely not work if you continue like this."
"Don't you need me to do anything?" Wang Xiangqin looked at the man in front of him in surprise, this young man who was only twenty years old.
Having seen the ups and downs of the world, she really couldn't believe that she could let him meet such a good person.
"No need!" Song Wenjing said categorically. He was not so mean as to do things worse than animals in a woman's most difficult period.
He just thought that in his previous life, he was also depressed because of his lameness, and finally started a life of collecting rags.
If there was even a glimmer of possibility, why would he be willing to take that path?
Today, I see that a woman is about to embark on a road of no return for her husband. Within his ability, if he can lend a hand, he is willing to reach out and give him a hand. Even if he cannot change in the end, he can do it.
Have a clear conscience.
Wang Xiangqin looked at the determined expression of the young man in front of him and finally believed that his good luck was coming.
She stood up again, with tears in her eyes, and slowly knelt down, "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"
This time Song Wenjing did not avoid suspicion, but pulled her up and sat her down on a chair.
"Sister Wang, as I said before, you need to find a job now. I guess this little money is still a drop in the bucket. Only by finding a job can you persist for a long time."
"Xiao Song, why don't I know this? I've gone out to look for it several times before, but when people heard that I had to take care of my husband, I couldn't miss the time, and I even had to ask for leave frequently, so no one was willing to do it.
Use me." Wang Xiangqin said helplessly.
This is also a problem. My husband is lying in a hospital bed and needs someone to take care of his three meals a day and even some other aspects of his daily life. Unless he can find a caregiver to take care of him.
But if she had this kind of money, why would she want to do such a thing?
Song Wenjing thought about it for a long time. At first, he thought about asking Wang Xiangqin to help collect the eggs. But in this case, his second uncle would have no way to explain. There is a limit to how much the bread factory can collect every month. He can't rely on it.
After helping Li Jianhua, he acted unscrupulously.
Moreover, to be honest, the relationship had been repaid a long time ago. It was just that in order to maintain the relationship, Song Wenjing often sent gifts during the holidays, so he was allowed to continue.
You can't let Song Jianping withdraw just to help Wang Xiangqin. This is both emotionally and logically unjustifiable.
As for following him to collect the rags himself, there is no way to solve the problem.
Now, he only earns about three yuan a day collecting junk. If he takes her with him, Wang Xiangqin can't make much money. As for letting her collect it by herself, it's even more impossible.
Song Wenjing, a young man, has to work like this every day, which is sometimes too much to bear, let alone a woman to do it alone. Don't do it in the end, her husband hasn't recovered yet, and if you continue to do it by yourself, the gains outweigh the losses.
After much deliberation, Song Wenjing thought about all his relationships and people he knew, and in the end he only thought of Feng Wanqing. Only hers was of an individual nature, and in terms of working time, it was not like other people.
The local requirements are so strict.
As for whether Feng Wanqing would agree to help, Song Wenjing was still certain.
The summer rain came and went quickly. After nearly an hour, it finally stopped.
"Sister Wang, I know someone here from a private restaurant. The boss is very familiar with me. I plan to talk to her and see if I can arrange a job for you like a handyman. You can settle down first and in the future
If it’s not suitable, think of other ways.”
Wang Xiangqin saw that Song Wenjing had been thinking about it before, so he didn't dare to disturb him.
As soon as Song Wenjing finished speaking, Wang Xiangqin nodded immediately without any hesitation.
If she can have a job, no matter how hard it is, she is willing to stick to it. For her husband's treatment and for the growth of her children, there are no hardships that she can't endure.
Now that he had decided to help, Song Wenjing did not intend to drag his feet. He took Wang Xiangqin out immediately.
However, he needed to send the cart back first, and then go to Xianhe Tower where Feng Wanqing was.
Fortunately, this place is not very far from Yaojiatun, where he lives, and he has already arrived in twenty minutes.
After he put down his things, he immediately took Wang Xiangqin and went straight to the Crane Tower.
It was almost six o'clock at this time, and although summer nights were shorter, the sky was still very bright. But they hurried and hurried slowly, and it took more than half an hour by the time the two of them arrived at the Crane Tower.
At this time, Song Wenjing suddenly thought that he had never bought a bicycle and had been accustomed to walking on his own legs.
"Wen Jing, why are you here? I haven't seen you for a long time!"
Feng Wanqing, who was greeting guests at the front desk, was a little surprised when she saw Song Wenjing walking through the door.
"Sister Wan Qing, it doesn't seem to have been long, no more than a month at most." Song Wenjing laughed and walked in with Wang Xiangqin.
When Feng Wanqing saw Wang Xiangqin following behind, she didn't say much. And there were so many people in the hall that Song Wenjing couldn't discuss specific matters in the public hall.
"Wen Jing, the decoration on the third floor has been completed a long time ago. I was thinking about when you would come over and help me take a look. I also made the shopping card you mentioned last time and it has been sold.
I’ve been out a lot. These are all due to you, I really don’t know how to thank you.”
"Sister Wan Qing, I have something to ask you for help. I don't know where I can talk?"
When she saw Song Wenjing bringing a girl over, Feng Wanqing knew that something was going on. The key question was that the girl was obviously in her mid-twenties and could not be Song Wenjing's girlfriend. Could she be his sister or relative?
"There is an empty box over there, come with me." Feng Wanqing glanced at Wang Xiangqin, who had been silent, and said to Song Wenjing.
"Sister Wang, wait for me here." Song Wenjing ordered, and then followed Feng Wanqing to one of the private rooms.
Wang Xiangqin felt a little embarrassed when she came to such an elegant hotel for the first time. But as Song Wenjing said, she could only do it.
After the two of them arrived in the box, Song Wenjing did not continue to chat, but took the initiative to inform Feng Wanqing of what had happened.
Of course, Song Wenjing did not tell the whole story about how Wang Xiangqin almost fell into the flesh business, but mainly told Wang Xiangqin about his pity.
"Hey, it's not easy."
After listening to Song Wenjing's narration, Feng Wanqing took a deep breath. She didn't know whether she was talking about Wang Xiangqin or herself.
"Okay, let her work here. She will mainly help with cleaning. In addition, if she is willing, she can also go to the kitchen to help wash vegetables, pick vegetables, and wash dishes. In this way, I can count her
For two jobs, she will be paid 4 yuan a day."
Song Wenjing was overjoyed to hear that Feng Wanqing was not only willing to help, but also understood his righteousness so well, and immediately expressed his gratitude.
If she could earn more than 100 yuan a month, Wang Xiangqin would be able to solve at least her current problems.
"Sister Wanqing, thank you!"
"You're welcome. You helped me so much before, especially with the consumer card. Now I don't have to worry about funds.
Let me tell you, many people buy consumer cards to give gifts. In my first month, I sold more than 80 consumer cards worth only 100 yuan, and I also sold a lot of cards with denominations of 200 yuan and 500 yuan.