Chapter 90: You're responsible for your own mistakes
After Song Sirou was dragged away, the two had a big quarrel. With a revengeful mentality, she drugged Shen Baiye that night.
They took away all the money and tickets on Shen Baiye's body, as well as some valuable watches and other things.
She didn't leave him a penny, and she didn't feel guilty at all. After all, Shen Baiyue had killed her in her previous life, and this time she was just collecting some interest.
She ran away overnight with Li and the letter of introduction given to her by the team leader.
In the morning, Shen Baiye woke up groggily and found that the house looked like it had been robbed, with clothes scattered everywhere.
His watch was also missing, as were the few hundred dollars and some meat coupons his mother had left him when she passed away.
Seeing that Song Sirou's belongings were gone from the house, he guessed that it was probably that damn bitch Song Sirou who had taken his money and tickets and ran away to the city.
A sinister expression appeared on his face. Did that bitch think she could live a carefree life after entering the city? She was simply dreaming.
Shen Baiye sneered and muttered through gritted teeth: "Song Sirou, let's wait and see."
In the following days, Shen Baiye had to walk to the town primary school every day, because when Song Sirou left, she took his Type 38 bicycle with her.
Every time the villagers saw him walking to town, they would laugh and talk about him:
"This is what they call a lid that matches the pot. Look at Song Sirou and Shen Baiye, they're both equally ruthless!"
"Song Sirou rolled up the valuables at home and ran away. I guess Shen Zhiqing was almost pissed off."
The villagers stared at him with strange eyes every day, and Shen Baiyue's hatred grew stronger and stronger. He had already asked his family to find someone to take revenge on Song Sirou.
The educated youth would soon come to live with him, and he had to go and see Song Sirou's miserable condition in person to vent his anger.
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Ever since Song Sirou came to the city, her family had someone find her a job at the post office, but she was very reluctant.
She felt that she had come back with the upper hand and was unwilling to be beaten by others.
So, she secretly sold her job at the post office without telling her family, and went into the underworld to engage in speculation and profiteering.
At first, she used the money she got from Shen Baiye to buy some materials and made some soaps and other things by hand according to her memories of her previous life. The business was pretty good and she could earn a lot of money every day.
After all, buying soap from the supply and marketing cooperative now costs quite a bit of money, and the price she sells at the black soap shop is lower than that at the supply and marketing cooperative, and there is no limit on the quantity.
But slowly, as her business got better and better, many dealers in the black market also started selling soap.
As a result, she earned less and less money every day, and gradually she earned less than five cents a day.
That night, she was getting out of the dark, riding her bicycle towards home, feeling dejected.
When she was almost home, a few bearded men suddenly stopped her on the road. They had dark skin and were all tall and strong.
Some of them have scars on their faces, and you can tell at first glance that they are not good people.
Song Sirou was immediately frightened. This group of people looked like they were not easy to deal with. She abandoned her bike, turned around and tried to run away.
But she hadn't run far when someone grabbed her.
She turned around helplessly, smiled perfunctorily, and said:
"Brothers, did you recognize the wrong person?"
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