No, it was Gao Zhiqiang who was slurping beer with a small plate of peanuts.

Old Mrs. Gao was also sitting crookedly on a stool nearby, chattering non-stop with saliva flying everywhere, and counting a handful of wrinkled banknotes in her hands.

Old Mrs. Gao had sharp eyes. When she saw her come in, she immediately raised her triangular eyes.

"Take your mother's bath, why are you taking so long? You didn't turn the faucet, did you? You slutty fox!

Did you secretly boil water for yourself?! Those coal briquettes are free?!" He almost spitted all over Lin Yaqin's face.

This bath was taken in vain!

Lin Yaqin was frightened to death by the old woman. She shrank her neck and whispered in defense: "It's useless... cold water..."

"Bullshit!" Old Lady Gao didn't believe it at all and cursed even harder.

Her fingers were about to poke her nose, "I'll check the number tomorrow morning!

If there's one less coal ball, I'll tear your ass to pieces!

It takes you so long to take a bath. Do you really think you are the queen of the palace? Pah! "

After she had cursed to her heart's content, she stuffed the banknotes under her pillow and lay back on the kang with a thud.

She cursed profusely, "You're a jinx...you're always ruining my family property..."

Gao Zhiqiang tilted his head back and took the last sip of beer, slammed the empty bottle into the corner, threw his chopsticks on the greasy table, and fell onto the kang with a burp.

Lin Yaqin silently cleaned up the mess before carefully climbing onto the kang.

She just stretched out her hand to pull the tattered curtain in the middle, and the curtain rustled, and the old woman lying there immediately started cursing like a mad woman:

"You're pulling your mother's funeral curtain! It's so noisy in the middle of the night! Who wants to look at your white fat body? You're an unlucky thing!"

After cursing, he turned over angrily, pulling the torn sheets, making a rustling sound.

Lin Yaqin's hand was still frozen in mid-air, while Gao Zhiqiang impatiently reached out to pull her arm.

He grabbed her and pulled her over with such force that she fell over.

Lin Yaqin felt cold and desperate in her heart.

In the hair salon, I have to serve those wild men with a forced smile, and when I return to this shabby nest, I have to suffer on the kang.

The most disgusting thing is that on the same kang, separated by this tattered curtain, lies an old hag who curses the heavens and the earth all day long!

Even this tattered curtain to cover her body was put up by her after she had begged everyone for help when she was forced to agree to "do business"!

Tears flowed silently, mixed with the smell of cheap perfume that had not been washed off in the hair salon and the lingering musty smell in the house, and choked in the throat.