Old Mrs. Tao was cowardly and troublesome. After her husband died in middle age, she raised three ungrateful sons, helping them get married and have children. In her old age, no one took care of he...
"Why are you such a jerk?" Hu Cuifen shrank back, her voice involuntarily lowering.
"Who's being a jerk! Who's being a jerk! I was being nice to you and you took my seat, but you're the one who started swearing. If you keep talking, believe me, I'll slap you." Tao Ying glared fiercely at Hu Cuifen.
"I won't stoop to your level." Hu Cuifen picked up the things from under the seat and moved to another place to stand.
"Auntie, you're really amazing." The woman sitting to Tao Ying's left gave Tao Ying a thumbs up.
“I’ve put up with her for several stops already. Every time I speak, she snaps back at me,” the young man to Tao Ying’s right chimed in.
“You can’t be shy when dealing with this kind of person. You’re all too young and lack manners,” Tao Ying said without any qualms.
From the moment she became a middle-aged woman, Tao Ying completely abandoned her manners, and her life became more and more wonderful.
Indeed, the life of an older woman is the pinnacle of life.
"Sister, you're really something! Where are you headed? Are you going to stay with relatives?" The woman in her early thirties across from Tao Ying asked enthusiastically.
"Yes, I'm going to my son's house. My son is in the army, and his wife is pregnant and has severe morning sickness, so they asked me to go and take care of her," Tao Ying said cheerfully.
"Sister, your daughter-in-law is too pampered. Which woman doesn't get pregnant? Who makes her mother-in-law take care of her?" The man in his forties across from her looked disgusted.
"You can't say that. It's not easy for women to live in this society. My daughter-in-law is lucky to have a mother-in-law like you, unlike me... Sigh, let's not talk about those old stories. I have to thank my former mother-in-law for how I am today, otherwise I wouldn't have everything I have today." The woman in her thirties gave a bitter smile.
“What’s past is past, let’s look forward,” Tao Ying said with a smile.
I have a feeling that this woman said these things on purpose, and there's something strange about that man in his forties, as if the two of them know each other.
"Sister, what position does your son hold in the army? Your daughter-in-law can accompany you to the military, so his rank must be quite high. You don't look that old, so your son must be incredibly outstanding. I've always wanted to be a soldier, but I'm just not lucky enough to have that kind of luck." The man in his forties looked at Tao Ying with envy.
"Brother, I'm sorry, I can't talk about my son's affairs casually. You guys chat, I'm going to catch up on some sleep." Tao Ying gave the man an apologetic look, then closed her eyes.
I didn't want to talk to them anymore. I felt like those two were up to no good, and I was just an uneducated old lady.
"Young lady, judging by your impressive attire, you must be making a lot of money." The man then looked at the woman in her thirties, a simple, honest smile on his face.
“I don’t make a lot of money. I just run a small factory. It’s fate that we met. If you don’t have a job, you can come and see me. I’ll pay you sixty yuan a month, with room and board included. If you do well, you can get a commission. Earning a hundred yuan is not a dream.” The man in his thirties had a polite smile on his face.
"What kind of job is that? Can my wife go? Sister, my name is Jiang Yong." The man in his forties scratched his head and asked somewhat awkwardly.
“Of course, Brother Jiang, I have two factories, one is a garment factory and the other is a cannery. It’s peak season now and we’re short-staffed. Here’s my business card. Give me a call once you’ve discussed it with your family.” The woman said, taking a stack of business cards from her bag and handing one to Jiang Yong.
"Excuse me, ma'am, could you give me your business card?" The young man sitting to Tao Ying's right looked at the woman with bright, expectant eyes.
"Sister, can I have one too?" The woman to Tao Ying's left couldn't help but ask.
"It's nothing, I'm short-staffed, anyone who wants to come is welcome." The woman in her thirties immediately gave each of the two men a business card, and also gave one to people nearby, and eventually everyone in the carriage received one.
Everyone noticed that the business card listed Zhang Fang's name and included a phone number, but it didn't include the company's address or name.
"Sister Fang, you didn't write down an address here, how can I come to stay with you?" The young man on the right looked at Zhang Fang with a lot of doubt.
"Oh, I forgot to print it on. It's my first time making this kind of thing, so I'm not very skilled. When you come, give me a call, and I'll have someone pick you up. My factory has a minivan," Zhang Fang said somewhat embarrassedly.
“What’s the big deal? It saves me the trouble of asking around. Girl, can I go with you now? I was planning to go and stay with my older brother anyway. He’s not having an easy time either. If I go to your place, it’ll save my sister-in-law from disliking me,” Jiang Yong said from the side.
As soon as Jiang Yong finished speaking, a voice echoed from afar, and then many people said they wanted to go with him.
Tao Ying closed her eyes, not wanting to speak at all, now certain that the person was a fraud.
Are people this naive back then? They just go with someone so easily?
Although he noticed it, he didn't say anything to warn them. If he did, not only would no one believe him, but he would also be resented by this group.
There must be more than just these two people on this train; they must have accomplices.
I'm just a middle-aged woman, so I shouldn't get involved.
Conditions on the train were not very good at that time. It took more than half an hour to get to the toilet each time. Tao Ying would always carry her bag on her back and try to drink less water to reduce the number of times she needed to go to the toilet.
Zhang Fang and the others barely paid any attention to Tao Ying anymore. It was Zhang Fang who kept talking about how good her factory was, how good the benefits were, and how women should be independent. Jiang Yong chimed in, and for a while, many people were tempted.
Especially the two young people sitting with Tao Ying, one named Wang Lan and the other Fang Fang.
There was also a girl sitting next to them, who was about eighteen or nineteen years old and dressed in rags. She also decided to go to work with the group.
At a stop called Taoxian, Tao Ying was queuing to use the restroom while Zhang Fang and her group prepared to get off the bus.
Tao Ying was standing at the train door when she saw Zhang Fang and Jiang Yong leading three people to get off the train. Feeling sorry for them, she glanced at them sideways, but before she could say anything...
"If you're going to get off, then get off quickly. What are you doing blocking the way?" Hu Cuifen was talking when she saw what was happening. She reached out and pushed Tao Ying, and that's how Tao Ying was pushed off the train.
This station was a small one, only stopping for a minute. There were also many people behind, and by the time Tao Ying wanted to board the train, the train doors had already closed.
Tao Ying was speechless. Before she could make a further move, a handkerchief was suddenly placed over her mouth, and she lost consciousness.
When I regained consciousness, I only felt the turbulence beneath me.