Jiang Xue looked at Aunt Zhou with an embarrassed expression. Why didn't these people value their daughter's life?
“I won’t hold that against you. You should go to your brother and get the land back yourself, otherwise how will you live in the future?” Jiang Xue knew that even if she went back, it wouldn’t solve the root of the problem.
Besides, she's not someone who's easily swayed by compassion. She's already turned hostile; if she goes back, how will she gain the respect of others in the future?
Once this precedent is set, then managing the factory myself in the future will only create more difficulties for me.
"Although I sympathize with you, you definitely can't go back to my place," Jiang Xue said directly and firmly.
Aunt Zhou burst into tears instantly. "I was really anxious this morning. If I had to take three or four days off in a row, I wouldn't be able to earn any money, and my husband would definitely beat me."
The more Aunt Zhou talked, the more heartbroken she became. She gripped Jiang Xue's arm tightly, saying, "If I don't earn fifteen yuan in these three days to pay off my husband's debts, I really will have nowhere to go."
Jiang Xue frowned. She had only helped her out of humanitarianism. As a woman herself, she couldn't bear to see a woman being beaten by a man. She would never stand idly by.
But she really couldn't do something so purely out of kindness.
“My factory isn’t ready yet, and when I was looking for workers, they didn’t say we could start right away. I can only wait a couple of days.” Jiang Xue finished speaking and prepared to leave.
“There are two roots to your problem: one is your family, and the other is your husband’s side.”
Jiang Xue originally wanted to say that it was best to stay away from men who gamble, but you can't judge a book by its cover, and what if this woman turned around and bit her back?
"Please, just let me work there for the next couple of days. I have no other choice," Aunt Zhou pleaded, pulling at Jiang Xue relentlessly.
He tried to elicit even a little bit of sympathy from Jiang Xue.
Jiang Xue's heart wasn't made of reinforced concrete either; she calmly gazed at Aunt Zhou's red and swollen face.
"I was just about to go buy groceries and I didn't have much money on me. Here's five yuan, consider it my wages for today." Jiang Xue handed five yuan to Aunt Zhou.
"If that man hits you again, call the police. If you don't know how to call the police, go to the director of the Women's Federation. They will definitely resolve your issue."
Jiang Xue was about to leave after speaking, but Aunt Zhou held her tightly and wouldn't let go.
“It’s no use dragging me along. I can only help you temporarily, not forever. Even if I use you to work, the money you earn by working yourself to death will still be gambled away by your husband. I really can’t help you. You can only get through this on your own.”
Aunt Zhou looked at Jiang Xue with a half-understanding, her eyes red from crying, and wiped them again and again. "How do you think I can get over this?"
“I have no family to rely on, and no one is willing to help me. I also have a child. How can I leave? My child can’t be without a father.”
Jiang Xue looked at Aunt Zhou crying her heart out, looking so helpless, and couldn't bear it. "The child doesn't necessarily need a father. What's the use of having a father like this? To let him leech off you and pay off his debts?"
"I can't get a divorce. If I do, I won't even have a place to stay. I have no way to support my children," Aunt Zhou said, tears streaming down her face.
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