When they arrived at the door of the store, the couple discovered that Sang Xiaoyu was not stealing, but cleaning. She was squatting on the ground and picking out the dirt in the cracks of the tiles bit by bit.
The woman glanced at the man angrily.
The two of them were immediately moved.
The man's serious face also had warmth.
The landlady handed the mattress to her and said, "I've wanted to bring it to you for a long time, but now my memory is getting worse and worse, so I just remembered and sent it over quickly."
Sang Xiaoyu's hands were full of water and she kept saying thank you.
The man took it and put it in the storage room.
Sister Mei said, can you do it alone? Can't we do it together after get off work tomorrow?
Sang Xiaoyu stood up, a little embarrassed to say that she had nothing to do and wanted to find something to do.
The boss and his wife wanted to have sex with her, but Sang Xiaoyu said nothing and said it was getting late and asked them to go back quickly.
Sang Xiaoyu worked until ten o'clock, and the store felt refreshed and refreshed.
Sang Xiaoyu was so exhausted that she lay on the table without even taking off her clothes.
It feels so good that I fall asleep when I'm so tired that I don't have to think about anything.
When the boss and his wife went to work the next day, they felt as if they had entered the wrong room. The cobwebs on the wall were gone, the tiles under their feet were shining brightly, and the things in the kitchen were neatly arranged.
Sister Mei said you are so thin, how can you have so much energy?
Sang Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed. She really didn't want to please them, she just didn't agree with their hygiene attitude.
That day, when she got off work, Sister Mei deliberately took her time and waited until the two of them left the door before she took out two packs of sanitary napkins and one pack of toilet paper from her bag.
Sang Xiaoyu's face immediately turned red.
Sister Mei said: "I don't know what is going on in your family. If you don't want to tell me, I won't ask. But don't make yourself too miserable. The napkin is clean on the surface, but it can't be used. You are still young now. If it hurts you,
Illness is no joke."
Sang Xiaoyu's face turned redder.
Sister Mei didn't say anything more and left.
Sang Xiaoyu's eyes were red. She felt like she was like "The Little Match Girl". In this severe cold season, even giving her the light of a match could warm her whole body.
She was holding the sanitary napkin as if she were holding an amulet.
No one here knew about her past, and she never mentioned it.
Sister Mei said that she was kind at heart, but for some reason she was extremely picky. She also said that she was only in her twenties and needed to learn to enjoy life.
Another reason why Sang Xiaoyu blushed was that she used napkins as sanitary napkins.
The toilet is not big, so Sister Mei can guess it's her right away.
Sang Xiaoyu used dish soap as shampoo, napkins as toilet paper, and a footbath as a bathtub...
It’s almost the end of the year.
Sang Xiaoyu has been working for more than two months. During this period, she also worked part-time as an advertisement.
She found that there were always some people coming to their store to post advertisements, so she had a sudden idea and chased a girl to find out the reason.
Sang Xiaoyu could move freely after two o'clock, so she ran to the street to advertise. People saw that she could only work for half a day, so they only gave her ten yuan.
Sang Xiaoyu felt that the ten yuan was easy to earn and she paid the bills every day. Seeing more and more banknotes in hand, she felt blind happiness.
In the past two months, she only went home once to visit her son and mother. She gave all the money she earned to her mother. As for how she would distribute it, Sang Xiaoyu let her mother decide.
With a salary of less than 2,000 yuan, her mother was thinking about which family to pay first and which family to pay later. She also said that Sang Xiaoyu would add the extra 1,400 yuan in Jiang Chunhui's card and pay it back together.
Sang Xiaoyu originally planned to save some money for the family's emergencies, but her mother said that more than a thousand dollars could not be paid back to several families, and some families had already lost their good looks.
Sang Xiaoyu allowed her mother to make all the decisions. She said she only focused on making money.
Her mother forcefully gave her two hundred dollars, saying she didn't have a penny on her. What should she do if something happened? Sang Xiaoyu happily took it away.
Everything she did was to make her mother happy.
Sang Xiaoyu thought that her mother now had three thousand yuan in hand, and giving it to her neighbors would ease the tense relationship.
After seeing that her mother had made arrangements, she returned to the hotel.
Something happened the day after she returned to the hotel.
It was almost one o'clock, and the guests gradually finished their meals and left, leaving only a few people. Sang Xiaoyu and the others began to clear away the dishes and prepare to eat.
Her mother called and asked her to go back no matter what.
Sang Xiaoyu's heart was pounding. She knew something serious must have happened. She hurriedly finished the work at hand, said hello to her boss and went home.
As she pedaled desperately on the bicycle, all kinds of terrible situations along the way came to mind. They were all related to money anyway, and she was afraid that her mother would suffer.
A vague bad premonition seeped out of her heart from time to time.
Before entering the hospital, I heard the commotion at home.
When she entered the house, she saw that they were all neighbors. There were seven or eight people standing in the small room. They saw her coming in. Although their faces were ugly, they all stopped talking.
Sang Xiaoyu asked about the situation and found out that her mother took the 3,000 yuan she gave her and returned it to some people who had borrowed a small amount, as well as people who liked to make trouble and seek explanations.
These people spread the word from mouth to mouth, but those who borrowed more did not get it, and they felt a little unbalanced in their hearts. Everyone gathered together to discuss the explanation.
Sang Xiaoyu affectionately called aunt, aunt, and she said that as long as I am here, the money will be repaid.
She also smiled and said, "It's only been a few months? Didn't I pay back 3,000 yuan? There is still 5,000 yuan left. I will be the first to pay back your money."
There was an oppressive silence in the room. No one answered the question, neither dared nor wanted to. No one had confidence in the future, and no one was willing to inflict a fatal blow to Sang Xiaoyu at this time.
An aunt stood up and said: "Xiaoyu, we have watched you grow up, and we have known your background over the years. It is okay to trust you, but your mother is not fair. Why don't you pay back some of the things you have and others?"
?
My old man is not in good health and sometimes cannot provide medicine, but she gives the money to others."
Her words immediately resonated with the people around her, and they started arguing in such a manner that Sang Xiaoyu couldn't hear what each of them was saying.
I had to wave my hand to interrupt them and let them speak one by one.
Finally, she finally understood that her mother's principle of repaying money was to give less and not more. What they meant was that they should give some of everything. Even if they borrowed 1,800, they should give 300.
Both Sang Xiaoyu and her mother were speechless.
That would be too much trouble.
But there is no way, it is difficult for you to clearly explain the thoughts of the elders opposite you.
Each of them has a different stance, point of view, mentality, and thinking. After processing the information they obtained, they have completely different interpretations, and they can only express their own opinions according to their temperament.
The target of the talking woman is very precise, that is, the woman around her who gets money.
The woman next to me immediately became unhappy. She took out the money and said, "Xiaoyu, I'm going to show off my style. You can take the three hundred and fifty back and give it to her."
The woman who just spoke immediately said dismissively: "Just you? How can your three hundred and fifty be enough? I borrowed eight hundred."
When it came to eight hundred, the woman who just took the money stopped talking.
Sang Xiaoyu said: "Aunt Qian, Aunt Wang, I know you all lent me money for my own good, but now I can only earn a little and repay a little, and there is nothing I can do about it. I hope everyone
Sorry, if anyone is particularly anxious, please tell me first and I will pay you back as soon as my salary is paid next month."
Sang Xiaoyu's IOU clearly stated: repay within one year. It had only been a few months and these people were already ready to make a move.
"I will definitely pay off all of you within a year." Mother said.
Aunt Bai was unhappy and said, "We know it's within a year, but you've done something unfair and we're going to ask for an explanation."
"Then I won't pay it back now. I'll pay it back together in one year." Seeing Sang Xiaoyu come back, mother felt a little more confident.
"That's not possible. Although it can be repaid within one year, who doesn't have a big problem or a small thing? Although this money is not much, it is our only one. If you don't ask for help, who will you turn to?"
Sang Xiaoyu quickly comforted her mother. She said with a smile: "I earn one point for one point, and I earn one hundred for one hundred. I promise now that I will pay back your money within six months. If you don't believe it, I will immediately make a
receipt."
The scene that was noisy just now suddenly became quiet.
After Sang Xiaoyu finished speaking, he looked at everyone, but no one stood up.
Sang Xiaoyu said with tears in her eyes that she would never betray the trust of her neighbors and would pay back the money as soon as possible.
After all the good words were said, people slowly began to calm down, knowing that it was useless to push. Maybe they could move forward in a row after talking with each other.
There is a sense of distrust in the air, and people's anxiety cannot be concealed.
Sang Xiaoyu then said some comforting words that were of no use. These words were very forced and she just had nothing to say.
One of them, Aunt Bai, said dissatisfiedly, "You guaranteed it when we borrowed it, but now you only have a salary of less than one thousand a month. How long do you have to wait to pay us back?"
I borrowed 1,000 yuan. My elderly family member is ill and is in urgent need of money recently. New Year is coming soon and I need money for many things.
Sang Xiaoyu said that she would be the next one, and she also said that she would remember their good deeds and would never forget them in her lifetime.
Aunt Bai said: "Xiao Yu, I'm not talking about you. When you married a man, your mother and father didn't agree. Even if you insist on having your own way, do you think the older generation can still harm you?
How are things going now? If you don’t listen to the old man’s words, you’ll suffer a lot, right? When looking for a man, you still have to look for someone who is down-to-earth..."
Aunt Bai wanted to say something else, but Sang Xiaoyu quickly stopped her and said:
"Aunt Bai, I know you all do your best for me and care about me. I will definitely live up to your trust and pay back the money as soon as possible."
"Why don't you want to mention your husband so much? These things should be his responsibility. If he runs away and has no contact with you for so long, you should go to his house and let their family bear the debt.
Xiaoyu, I'm not talking about you, you are just too weak. Why are you afraid of their family? If it doesn't work, just go to court and you are guaranteed to win.
If this happened to me, I would go to his house every day for food, clothing, and even if I didn’t give him anything, do you think what I said is unreasonable?"
Several people echoed.
Aunt Bai was excited and wanted to say something. She had a chance, but Sang Xiaoyu didn't give her the chance to speak. She said that she hadn't gotten off work yet and had to rush back, so everyone should disperse.
This Aunt Bai is the one who leads the trouble, Sang Xiaoyu thought, after earning a thousand dollars, she must pay her back and shut her mouth.
They were finally calmed down.
Aunt Wang, who was holding the three hundred and fifty, said she would give it up and return the money to those in need first.
Sang Xiaoyu took her hand and said: "Aunt Wang, since I have given it to you, just take it. I will keep everyone's IOUs for the rest of my life."
Sang Xiaoyu said some words of gratitude:
"I owe you not only your money, but also your friendship. You saved my trouble and my life. As long as I am alive, your money will not be lost."
Aunt Bai murmured something under her breath again, then took the lead and led everyone away.
Sang Xiaoyu looked at the backgrounds of these people and felt emotional in her heart. Suddenly she remembered Jia Baoyu's point of view in "A Dream of Red Mansions". He said that girls are flesh and blood made of water and become clear when they see them, but women are different.
Before a girl gets married, she is a priceless pearl; after she gets married, she develops many bad problems for some reason. Although it is a pearl, it has no luster and color, and is a dead pearl; no matter how old she gets, she becomes even worse.
The ones are not beads, but fish eyes.
Sang Xiaoyu felt that there was some truth in this statement. As age increased, the elegance in women gradually disappeared, and in some people, it was completely gone.
For example, my mother, and myself today, she really doesn't dare to look in the mirror now. First, she feels the change in her face. The most important thing is that she sees the vicissitudes of her own life in the changing face.
The mother looked at the backs of these people and cursed angrily: "Isn't it just that I owe some money? Why, you still want to scold my eight generations of ancestors! You didn't look at the time when you didn't come back, and you wanted to eat me."
At this time, my mother acted like she was not afraid of anything, not even the King of Heaven or me.
Sang Xiaoyu knew that her mother was bluffing, so she said gently:
"Mom, don't think so. We owe them. It's understandable that they are anxious now. Besides, it's natural to pay back debts. It's me who should be scolded."
Sang Xiaoyu also knew that what they were most interested in was asking her what she thought of her husband. Sang Xiaoyu did not give these people a chance to ask questions. Cheng Weize was a disease in her heart, and it would hurt for a long time to take it out.
The same goes for my mother, who usually starts with the topic of owing money and ends with scolding Cheng Weize.
"It's all these good deeds done by your unsatisfactory man." As expected, the mother began to complain about Cheng Weize.
Sang Xiaoyu closed her eyes tightly. She really didn't want to hear this person's name. It seemed that as soon as she heard the three words Cheng Weize, the bad luck that had gone far suddenly turned back and came back to her with a grin on his face.
The mother was a little scared and finally shut up.
The room was extremely noisy just a moment ago, but now it is as quiet as a Zen room.
From beginning to end, Sang Xiaoyu never blamed these people, except that she felt a deep self-blame for her mother.
If something happened to someone else, she might not be able to act openly.
Of course, if you borrow money, you have reasons to be resentful. People approach wealth and avoid poverty. This is the reality of life.