The mother and son looked at the roadside stall and swallowed hard.
They were hungry, greedy, and wanted to eat.
But there were only two steel buns around them, and they could only buy two white-flour steamed buns.
They didn't even have any saliva, so they just ate them like that.
"If you weren't stupid, would our life be like this?"
Tang's mother complained and felt very uncomfortable.
"Don't worry, you won't die of hunger."
Brother Tang said with a stern face.
They carried their luggage and wandered on the street for a whole day.
Then they passed by a small restaurant owned by a fellow villager and begged the boss to take them in for a night.
The boss heard that they spoke with hometown accents and asked what was going on.
He learned that the two of them had gone out.
I was defrauded out of all my money and temporarily took two people in.
They agreed to provide food and accommodation, two thousand a month for each person.
Sweeping the floor, wiping the tables, passing the dishes around, cleaning up, including washing the dishes.
Restaurants, these are the jobs that don’t sound easy.
Brother Tang had a stinky face and didn't want to do it.
"Do you still want to go home?"
As soon as these words came out, he was scared.
After this experience, he felt that big cities were not so good.
He doesn't want to do it.
He doesn't want to do it at all.
It's hard, tiring and the pay is low.
Tang's mother doesn't want to do it either.
She doesn't want to do it at all.
She also thinks this work is hard, tiring and the pay is low and not worthwhile. .
But I am out of town, have no money and no one to rely on.
If I don’t bow my head, will I be living on the street begging?
But neither of them knew how to work.
On the first day, he quarreled with the guest and made the guest very angry.
Tang's mother is not good at any job.
She can barely mop the floor and clean the tables.
It is a disaster for her to wash the dishes.
The washed dishes are still greasy to the touch and not refreshing at all.
Such bowls , seeing it can make the boss’s nose become angry.
Did he find two helpers or two ancestors?
The boss took out three hundred yuan and sent the two of them away, "My temple is too small to accommodate your two giant Buddhas.
You should go somewhere else."
There were differences between mother and son.
One said that he wanted to go home, and the other said that he wanted to have a good meal and sleep before thinking about the next thing.
Anyway, he couldn't go home with 300 yuan.
There is a natural gap in physical strength between men and women.
Moreover, one is old and frail, and the other is in his prime.
Of course, the money is taken away, and then it is spent all in two days.
Once again, he is completely broke, and his pocket is cleaner than his face. .
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The pair found new jobs before starving to death.
Distribute leaflets eighty days a day, from 8 a.m. to 8 p.m.
Wearing a funny animal hood and clothes that haven’t been washed for who knows how long, I stand there from morning till night.
When I see passers-by, I have to get together and hand out leaflets.
My lunch and dinner are cold and unpalatable lunch boxes. .
When had they ever suffered like this?
After persisting like this for three days, both of them had thick dark circles on their faces, dry skin on their mouths, and they lost weight as if they were dehydrated.
They went out to hand out flyers during the day and stayed in a youth hostel at night.
One bed was forty-five cents, and two people were ninety cents.
The money was saved very slowly.
Tang's mother was more cautious this time and refused to let her son touch the money.
As a result, when Mrs.
Tang opened her eyes in the morning on the fourth day, she felt something was wrong all over her body.
She sneezed several times and her forehead felt hot to the touch.
Only then did she realize that she had a cold.
It used to be two people working, but now it's one person.
It was snowing heavily outside and it was extremely cold.
The house she lived in was very cold, so he secretly ran to the shop outside to use the air conditioner and was embarrassed to use it in vain.
He ordered a bowl of clear soup noodles and ate it from morning to afternoon.
The proprietress of the store rolled her eyes at her countless times.
She was now down and out, suffering as she had not for a long time, standing in the cold wind and heavy snow, the tip of her nose was red from the cold, and her face was numb.
She was walking on the road when a car horn suddenly sounded behind her.
She panicked and her hands trembled.
She dropped her phone to the ground and the screen went off.
When she picked it up, she found a crack on the screen and the phone could no longer be used. .
"Do you know how to drive?
Do you have eyes?
If you hit someone, can you afford to pay for it?
My mobile phone was damaged by you.
Pay for it."
She took pictures of the car window twice.
The corners of her mouth were slightly drooped and her hair was a little messy.
Her cheeks were sunken, and nasolabial folds ran across both sides of her cheeks, like two steel knives, splitting her entire face in two.
She didn't look very kind, and her eyebrows looked very sharp.
The owner of the car got out of the car.
He was tall and tall, more than 1.9 meters tall.
Where he stood, he looked like a pagoda, blocking the sunlight on half of the road.
"What do you mean, do you want to touch porcelain?"
ah" He lifted up his sleeves, revealing his social-flavored arms.
Coupled with his outstanding height, he looked like I'm not easy to mess with.
I'm not easy to mess with.
If you mess with me, you're dead.
"It's okay, it's okay.
I was confused for a moment and said the wrong thing."
She said as she stepped back, not forgetting to pick up the broken mobile phone.
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It was too cold, so she tied the hood of her cotton-padded jacket tightly, buttoned all the buttons that could be fastened, and pinned them down to the tip of her nose.
She put her hands into her sleeves, still feeling cold.
"How much is a box of cold medicine and a thermometer?"
Holding a small amount of money, he entered the pharmacy on the street and struggled to free his mouth and nose that was covered by the collar.
I took my body temperature and it was 37.8 degrees Celsius.
The temperature was not very good.
I took cold medicine and covered myself with a big quilt, and the fever went away quickly.
The mother and son worked for half a month, but they didn't save any money.
Instead, they often had their money deducted because they didn't finish distributing the flyers.
The deduction wasn't much, just five or ten yuan, but they felt very aggrieved.
"I don't want to do this anymore.
I'm almost exhausted.
I only earn so much money."
"Son, if we don't do this, what else can we do?"
He was speechless and could only admit that what his mother said made sense.
They are the same as those young people who live thousands of miles away from home and have no skills.
They have no education, no skills, no connections, no abilities, and no extraordinary words.
In order to support their families and survive, they can only rush into the service industry and factories.
They do different things, but their status and situation are similar.
The boss is the emperor, and the superior is the general manager.
The rest of them are a bunch of small fish, at the bottom of the food chain, being yelled at all day long.
In order not to be deducted, leave later than expected every day.
They used to be able to sleep from twelve o'clock in the evening to twelve noon the next day, which was exactly half a day, but now they squeeze their sleep time into six hours.
I couldn't eat well, couldn't sleep well, and the air holes in the hood were so small that I couldn't breathe.
When have they ever suffered like this?
But I can’t do it if I don’t do it.
They moved to a youth hostel that only charged forty a night and was warm.
After handing out leaflets and finishing work, I lay on the bed like mud, facing the ceiling for a while, turning over like a pancake, feeling confused about the future.
The house they lived in before had no heating, and the house they lived in faced west.
The west wing was cold in winter and hot in summer.
There was a damp atmosphere all year round, which was colder than outside.
The boss just bullied them, foreigners who didn't know anything.
Realizing that I had suffered a loss, I moved my things out and found a new home.
Like all ordinary foreigners, they suffered a lot when they went out.
Because they did not understand the local conditions, they took many wrong paths and suffered a lot.
"Should we rent a house to save money?"
"Son, you need to pay a deposit to rent a house, but we don't have one."
Days still have to go on.
He met an acquaintance.
He raised his head suddenly and couldn't remember who the other person was.
All he could think about was the embarrassment and shame of being recognized.
At this moment, all he could think about was letting acquaintances know that he would be laughed at if he looked like this.
It wasn't until he touched the hood on his head that he felt relieved that no one would recognize him.
Seeing the acquaintance striding forward, he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet to catch up.
He feels that human dignity is strange.
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Sometimes it is as solid as a rock, and sometimes it is like a balloon that bursts as soon as it is touched.
"It's me, Xiao Tang.
Do you still know us?
We met a month ago and haven't seen each other for a long time.
Are you okay?"
He took off his hood, and almost didn't recognize the man opposite him.
His face was sallow, his head was greasy, his beard was not shaved clean, leaving a layer of blue and black, there were red bloodshot eyes, and his face With palpable sadness.
He didn't look clean either, and was very different from his previous appearance. .
"How did you become like this?"
The man glanced at him several times.
Shameful?
Of course it was shameful.
This kind of sight, which was comparable to an X-ray, made the sweat on his back keep flowing, but he still had to live his life.
"Can you buy me a meal?"
He blushed.
"Xiao Tang, do you still have your salary and fish all day long?
Be careful, I will fire you."
"At worst, I'll quit."
He lowered his eyebrows and followed the man into a roadside fast food restaurant.
"I don't know what you like to eat, so I bought something casually."
The man placed his order in twos and twos.
"You're welcome.
I'm treating you to this meal.
You don't have to pay back.
You just eat without any worries."
He smiled half-heartedly at him and thought to himself: "As long as you can eat it, it's fine.
He doesn't pick.
He is a picky person, but no matter how picky his appetite is, it will be eaten by a cold box lunch that has been tasteless for more than thirty days." yield."
Sitting on a cold plastic chair, facing the greasy fast food, I felt tears welling up in my eyes after taking one bite.
He was so poor, so poor.
He hadn't had such a decent meal for many days.
A penny stumps a heroic man.
In the past, he had a girl who took care of everything and a mother who protected him.
He didn't suffer much even though he was useless.
He was so happy.
He spends money without restraint, gets drunk today and gets drunk the next.
No matter how he spends his life tomorrow, reality has taught him to keep his head down.
It's strange to say that the bad habits that I couldn't get rid of in the past, no matter what my parents said or taught me, or how my friends and relatives tried to persuade me, miraculously healed themselves.
He felt very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.
He never thought that he would have such a day.
If God could give him a chance to start over, he would never spend money recklessly.
I'm stuck in a quagmire and I don't know when I'll be able to climb out.
In the past, he refused to do any work.
His family spent tens of thousands of dollars and found connections to put him into a small company.
He was paid 4,000 yuan a month.
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Who would have thought that one day, he would be standing on the street handing out flyers wearing a crudely made hood.
If no one gives him money and supports him in everything he does, he probably really means nothing.
After running away, he lived a hard life for so long and lived like a human being.
Today, he was shocked to realize that he was wrong before.
He suppressed his somewhat confused emotions and refused to reveal his desolation any more.
The most wicked thing is that there is still a song playing in the store, singing, "I am daydreaming, daydreaming, daydreaming", "I am daydreaming, daydreaming, daydreaming". ”, full of undisguised malice came over his face.
The man opposite didn't move his chopsticks and pondered for a moment, "What's going on?
Can you tell me what happened recently?"
He looked down at the greasy plate, but actually didn't want to say a word.
He felt ashamed even thinking about telling his unlucky story in front of familiar people.
However, his mouth betrayed his will and he said everything before he could react.
He had been depressed for too long.
The man did not interrupt him and listened from beginning to end without saying a word.
He broke all the jars and smashed them, thinking that this fucking day was just that.
Too poor.
The luggage of the mother and son only had some clothes, a warm baby, a small amount of daily necessities that were about to be used up, jingling change in the pocket, and a broken mobile phone.
The latest fruit mobile phone he had before was broken, so he bought a cheap one.
Her mobile phone was broken not long ago, and she was reluctant to even buy one for senior citizens because no one would call her anyway.
After living for such a long time, I realized that mother and son were not welcome at all.
"There are two thousand yuan here.
You can rent a house and work hard here, or you can go home.
I have something to do at home, and we will meet again if we have the opportunity in the future."
"Okay, thank you, thank you very much."
At this time, his eyes filled with tears, and for some reason, he suddenly wanted to cry.
In the past, because he was a boy, his family put him first and treated him extremely well, but he never cherished it.
Because the icing on the cake is not rare.
Now that he has suffered so much, the person who is willing to help him and give him help in times of need is particularly different.
He feels that he will never forget what happened today.
He sniffed hard and wanted to say a few words of gratitude.
Unfortunately, after thinking for a long time, he didn't know what to say.
Finally, he bowed sincerely.
After leaving the small restaurant, the northwest wind blew across his face and throat like a knife.
It hurt, but he smiled despite the blowing.
Several years later, while Tang Ning was driving while wearing sunglasses, she saw her brother in work uniform repairing a car.
He has gotten a lot older and more stable, married a decent wife, paid the down payment for a house on his own, and has a son.
And besides remitting a sum of money to her family on time every month, she has not been back home for several years.
Some injuries cannot be forgotten.
This is fine now.
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