Now, he can only hope that the person throwing away the garbage will find him after dawn.

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Fang Qing is now working the early shift, which means she has to go to work in the early morning.

She and Sister Zhao went to get the tools and chatted as they walked towards the street they were responsible for.

"Just hold on for a few more days. The weather is getting warmer. We have to work the early morning shift, and we need to be comfortable in the summer."

Fang Qing disagreed, thinking that as a cleaner, there was not a single comfortable day in the whole year, let alone in the summer.

It will be so hot in the summer that you will die, and the garbage in the summer will stink so badly that it will make you sick.

She doesn't want to go to this P class for a single day.

"Fang Qing, I heard that your family has reconciled?"

"Hmm." Fang Qing hummed lightly, picked up the broom and started sweeping the floor.

Sister Zhao was packing trash nearby and sighed, "That's right. Can't we just live a good life as a family? Divorce is so shameful."

"I'm not saying anything bad about you, but no matter how good your Jiang Ting is, he's better than my husband, right? My husband is old, fat, ugly, and lazy. I hate him. Even so, I haven't thought about divorce."

Fang Qing glanced ahead, and she trotted to catch up and continued, "Your Jiang Ting is young and promising, but at least he's good to you, and he's good to your son. If you miss him, you won't be able to find a better one, don't you think?"

Fang Qing rolled her eyes and really didn't want to talk to her.

I thought to myself, how could I not know what you said?

What's the use of him being good alone? He has two burdens with him and you can't even see them.

Fang Qing sneered in her heart, and suddenly said, "Sister Zhao, didn't you say before that I have a job, an allowance, and a son, and living alone with my son is better than rushing to serve Lu Jiangting's parents?"

Sister Zhao: “…”

She laughed dryly and said, "They treated you badly before, but since we're colleagues, of course I helped you. It's different now, you've reconciled, so the conflict must have been resolved, right?"

Fang Qing: “…” Bullshit.

"If you ask me, you abused your child. If you hadn't aborted the child, your belly would be swollen by now. Didn't you say that your Jiang Ting is the only son in their family? He is their only child. If they could have a grandson, they would have no complaints against you."

As soon as these words came out, a bright light was lit in Zhu Qing's heart.

I thought what Sister Zhao said was right. Her family said they wanted to live a good life with her, but in fact they were scheming against her in everything.

She was asked to serve two old guys without any payment, and her current treatment is worse than last year.

At least last year, Lu Jiangting gave her his monthly salary.

She didn't know how long they would test her, but she knew that once she got pregnant, all problems would be solved.

But... Lu Jiangting doesn’t come back often, how can she get pregnant?

I got off work early yesterday, but I just had dinner at home and he left again in the evening.

Originally, she wanted to invite him to spend the night in the house she rented, so that she could find a way to let Lu Jiangting find out about the abortion, but he ran away and the plan failed.

Really, nothing goes right.

"Sister Zhao, you didn't tell anyone about my pregnancy, did you?"

Sister Zhao patted her chest and assured her, "Don't worry, I'm tight-lipped. You asked me not to say anything, but I didn't say a word to anyone."

Fang Qing: “…”

You are such an honest man.

Fang Qing was so angry that she laughed.

The two of them worked together to lift a bag of garbage and dump it into the trash can.

Just as he fell down, he heard a man shouting.

"Ah, my two heroes, stop fighting, stop fighting..."

Fang Qing: “…”

Sister Zhao: “…”

“Is there anyone in the dumpster?”

Yang Guangzong had fallen asleep when he was woken up by the garbage falling on his head.

Fang Qing and Sister Zhao stood next to the trash can and looked inside. They saw a person curled up inside, struggling to remove the garbage from his face.

At this time, Sister Zhao took out the flashlight on her waist and shone it towards the people in the trash can, and they could see the faces of the people inside clearly.

If not Yang Guangzong, then who else could it be?

Fang Qing recognized him and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Sister Zhao looked at Fang Qing in surprise: "You know him?"

"I'm a fellow villager."

Yang Guangzong was so angry that he shouted, "Fang Qing, it's you, get me out now."

Fang Qing and Sister Zhao worked together to lay the trash can flat, and Yang Guangzong was able to climb out of the trash can.

It stinks. The two of them took two steps back in tacit understanding.

"Yang Guangzong, why are you in the trash can?"

Yang Guangzong sorted out the garbage on his body, looked at the quilt he bought, and was so angry that his veins were throbbing.

"Why am I in the trash can? Don't you know?"

Fang Qing looked puzzled, "How should I know?"

"Humph, I'm new here and I haven't offended anyone here. Who else could it be except you?"

After hearing this, Fang Qing was so angry that veins were throbbing.

"Are you sick? If I did it, can I save you?"

"If it wasn't you, why did you come to me in the middle of the night?"

Fang Qing: “…”

As he spoke, he clenched his fists and rushed towards Fang Qing aggressively.

Seeing that he was about to fight, Sister Zhao picked up a broom and stood between the two of them.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? We just rescued you, and you still want to hit others."

Yang Guangzong said fiercely: "Auntie, I advise you to mind your own business. Otherwise, I will beat both of you together."

Sister Zhao was speechless. She said, "Who is looking for you in the middle of the night? Fang Qing and I are the cleaners of this street. Didn't you see the clothes we wear and the labels on our bodies? We just swept the surroundings and dumped the garbage in. Now you've done this and we have to clean up again."

Um?

Yang Guangzong was so angry just now that he subconsciously thought that Fang Qing did this because she was worried that someone would die, so she came to him in the middle of the night and then released him. He was sure that it was Fang Qing who did it.

Now I realized that Fang Qing and the old lady next to her were wearing the same clothes, and they looked like they were just street vendors.

So this is Fang Qing's job?

Yang Guangzong knew he had misunderstood, but he would not apologize.

"Since it wasn't you who did it, then who do you think did it?"

Fang Qing just felt that she was unlucky for eight lifetimes to have attracted this evil spirit. Instead of bringing bad luck to Lin Yuyao and the others, she brought a lot of bad luck to herself.

"Who else could it be other than Lin Yuyao?"

"Lin Yuyao?"

"Yes, Ye Xiaotong's cousin, if you do this to her cousin, how can she not do this to you?"

Yang Guangzong: “…”

There is some truth to this.

Lin Yuyao?

Yang Guangzong clenched his fists in anger.

At this time Fang Qing said again: "If you really can't find anyone, I advise you to go back quickly. If you stay here, something bad will happen sooner or later. They threw it in the trash can for you this time, but who knows where they will throw it next time."