Extra 2
The next morning, Xu Qiao went out. When Song Yu woke up, there were two big meat buns and a cup of hot soy milk on the table. He must have bought them from outside. Next to them was a piece of cardboard that he found from somewhere, with strong and powerful words written on it, which showed that he had practiced it.
'I'm going out to look for a job, remember to eat breakfast.'
She went to the damp bathroom and quickly washed up, staring at the broken mirror stuck on the wall and thinking, Xu Qiao, he must have been a very good student when he was in school.
Song Yu didn't have a mobile phone, and they didn't have enough money to buy another one, but it was really inconvenient not to be able to communicate. Xu Qiao said they would go to the market today to try their luck and see if they could buy a cheap second-hand one.
The buns were filled with ordinary meat filling, but Song Yu always felt that the filling was strangely seasoned. When he felt a little nauseous, he would take a big gulp of soy milk to suppress it. Only then could he barely finish it. After all, they were not in a position to not eat it just because it tasted bad.
She finished her breakfast and opened the curtains. It looked like a sunny day outside, but not a single ray of sunlight could get in. The buildings on both sides of the narrow street blocked out all the sunlight.
She clipped up a corner of the curtain to let in some bright natural light, and then turned off the light to save electricity.
The clothes she had changed last night were still in the bathroom. She took some water to a large basin, added some detergent and stirred it. She didn't know how to wash clothes, so she threw all the clothes in to wet them and rubbed them hard. All the clothes were tangled together and wet and couldn't be untied. After some effort, she rinsed the clothes twice, ignored the foam still remaining on them, and hung the clothes up to dry.
After doing all this, she had no idea of the time, nor how long it would take for Xu Qiao to return. After a brief pause, worried that Xu Qiao wouldn't be able to find her when he returned, she left a message on the cardboard and left.
Walking out of the room, you will see a bustling market. The sun shines down generously. On both sides of the long street are small stalls selling all kinds of things, and the sounds of hawking are very lively.
Haicheng is a small town by the sea. Many people make a living by fishing. It seems that the most common people in the market are fishmongers, and the fishy smell almost spreads throughout the entire street.
The warm sunlight shining on her body was very comfortable, dispelling the damp and cold air in the rental house. She stood there for a while longer, and then began to walk forward.
She walked to a stall selling watches and other small gadgets. The time was now 8:12 in the morning. Xu Qiao said he would be back at noon, so she still had plenty of time. As long as she got back before Xu Qiao, there would be no problem.
She can't just rely on Xu Qiao, she also has to find a job.
In addition to the stalls on the ground, there were many open shops on both sides of the street. Song Yu walked along the street and looked around for a long time. She stopped at the door of a store and looked at the recruitment notice posted outside for a long time. She stepped in and walked out within ten minutes.
"Little girl, we are not hiring anymore."
The shop owner tore off the dishwasher recruitment notice stuck on the glass and muttered, "I forgot I had this stuck on it."
"You should look somewhere else."
She didn't expect to find it at the first one. Song Yu nodded, turned and walked forward.
Then the second, third, and fourth...
After turning around and walking out of other people's shops for the umpteenth time, she looked at the cloudless sky and sighed. Finding a job is really not an easy thing. She wondered how Xu Qiao was doing.
There are almost no coffee shops or cake shops here. Given her current situation, the easiest job to find is to be a waiter in various small restaurants.
This kind of job is completely different from what she dreamed of when she was still in school, but if she doesn't do it now, she really won't be able to afford food and will have to sleep on the streets.
She used her change to buy a bottle of the cheapest mineral water at the nearby store. She checked the time on the old-fashioned TV on the top shelf of the store. It was now 10:40, and she had to be back by 11:30 at the latest.
She tilted her head back and took a big gulp of water when suddenly there was a commotion ahead.
"You can't eat without paying. Our small business is already struggling!" A dark-skinned, thin, and red-faced middle-aged man was hanging on the ferocious-looking man and was dragged out of the store.
The man swung his leg hard, and the uncle immediately fell to the ground. He shouted, "Your vegetables are not clean, there are hairs in them. I didn't ask you for compensation, it's good enough. You still want me to pay? Dream on! Get out of my way! Get away!"
"That's impossible. I don't have any hair at all, and my wife didn't even get close to the stove. How could there be hair in the food?" The uncle staggered to his feet and grabbed the man's clothes. There were bloodstains on his face from being rubbed on the ground.
"If I say there is, then there is. Are you going to let go or not? If not, I will hit you." The man waved his fist and yelled.
It was a typical example of a bully eating and drinking for free. A crowd of onlookers had already gathered around him, but the man, far from feeling ashamed, threatened, "What are you looking at? If you look again, I'll beat you up too."
Everyone scattered like birds and beasts and ran away.
"You've come here eight times this month and never paid. I can let you go, but don't come again. You're not welcome here," the uncle said angrily.
The man bent down with a cruel smile on his face, "What do you care about me? Isn't your restaurant open for people to come and eat?" He kicked again, "I told you to get out of here, you old fool."
"Clang!"
An empty mineral water bottle was suddenly thrown at the man's feet. When the man looked up, he saw a shiny and sharp kitchen knife pointing straight at him.
The man instantly felt numb from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He saw a disheveled woman standing in front of him, holding a knife. Her head was twitching involuntarily. She was wearing tattered, patterned cotton trousers, and most of her upper body clothes were wet. Her hair was also wet. Her face was hidden in the wet hair, revealing only a small piece of pale skin and the whites of her eyes that were rolled up. She looked like a crazy woman on the street.
But at this moment, the crazy woman was holding a knife in her hand!
A psychopath who kills someone doesn't need to go to jail. Don't mess with a psychopath.
Although he was used to bullying the common people, he had never resorted to real violence. He wanted to escape, but found that his legs were weak with fear. Looking at the kitchen knife getting closer and closer, his lips trembled, "Don't... don't kill me, I... I... don't want to die, let me go, let me go..."
"Money...Give me money...Money..."
All he could hear was the crazy woman mumbling something to herself. The man's voice trembled, "You...what are you talking about?"
"Money... I said I want money... Don't you understand?!" The crazy woman seemed to be provoked. She suddenly jumped up and started waving a knife in the air at the man.
"Listen! I understand!" The man widened his eyes, threw the money in his pocket to the ground with trembling hands, got up and ran at a speed he had never run in his life.
The 'crazy woman' threw the kitchen knife away, picked up the money from the ground, counted it, reached out to pull at her hair, revealing her entire face, and handed it to the trembling shop owner. "Uncle, count it and see if it's enough for the free meal he ate at your place."
Seeing that she now looked like a normal person and quite pretty, the shop owner bravely walked out of the shop and asked tentatively: "Girl, are you crazy?"
Song Yu smiled and patted the dust off his hands twice, "Do you think I look like him?"
"It looked like it just now, but now it doesn't look like it." The owner laughed and said, "Thank you, girl, otherwise this free meal would have been eaten by that person again."
"It's okay." Song Yu said, "Just check if you have enough money. People like him probably only have this much."
The uncle nodded repeatedly while holding the money. "It's enough even if it's not enough. I didn't expect much anyway. Any more is better."
"Girl, come in quickly." The uncle waved repeatedly, "Uncle treats you to a meal, this time it is really thanks to you."
Song Yu quickly waved his hands, "No, no, there are people waiting at my uncle's house."
"Then tell me where you live, and I'll make it and send it to you."
"Uncle, it's really not necessary." Song Yu said, "But if you really want to thank me, I do have a small request."
"You say it, you say it."
Song Yu blinked a few times and pointed at the job posting at the door. "Are you hiring waiters? Do you think I'm qualified?"
The uncle was stunned for a moment, then readily agreed, "Of course." Then he said a little worriedly, "But working here is very tiring, can you adapt?"
"I'm sure I can do it, uncle, believe me." Song Yu said, patting his chest.
"Okay, okay." The uncle took Song Yu into the store and briefly introduced the job to her. Their store is a noodle restaurant that serves lunch and dinner, open from 9 am to 9 pm. Two meals are provided but accommodation is not. The salary is 3,500 yuan, and there are 4 days off per month.
Although it sounds a bit tiring, Song Yu is already content to have found a job. The store is short of staff, so the owner asked Song Yu to start a trial day today to see if she can do the job.
"Uncle, can you lend me your phone first? I want to make a call." Song Yu smiled awkwardly, "I lost my phone and haven't had time to buy a new one yet."
"sure."
Song Yu took out his phone and called Xu Qiao. The phone rang for a long time before he picked up. Xu Qiao's voice sounded a little breathless. "Hello, who is this?"
"It's me."
Xu Qiao reacted, "Song Yu? Did you borrow someone else's phone? I won't be back at noon. I found a job here and I get off work at 7:30. There's money on the table. Take it and go eat. I'll bring you something delicious when I come back in the evening."
"Yeah." Song Yu said mysteriously and with a little surprise, "Then I won't go back at noon today."
"You're not going back?" Xu Qiao asked, "You're not home now? Where are you?"
"Guess?" Song Yu finished speaking, unable to bear the secret any longer. "I've also found a job as a waiter in a restaurant, with a salary of 3,500. What do you think?"
Xu Qiao's voice on the other end of the phone froze for a moment. Song Yu called him several times before he finally spoke. "Didn't I tell you to stay home? Why are you out looking for a job?"
Song Yu wasn't as happy as he expected. He tapped the wallpaper and muttered, "I can't ask you to do everything. I can do it too. It's not difficult."
"What time do you get off work?"
"Nine o'clock."
"I'll pick you up in the evening. Where is the store?"
Song Yu asked the boss for the approximate location and told Xu Qiao. Xu Qiao nodded and said someone was calling him, then hung up the phone.
Looking at the phone that had automatically gone black, Song Yu's mood was no longer as high as before, but fortunately, this inexplicable depression was soon covered by the high-intensity work.
The business of this store is pretty decent, but for a super newbie like Xiaobai, Song Yu is still very busy and has to run even when walking. It was not until nightfall, around 8:30, that the number of customers gradually began to decrease.
She sat down on the stool, lowered her head to relieve the soreness in her legs and feet from standing for almost the entire day. They might have been a little swollen, and her face showed an unrelieved fatigue. She was indeed very tired.
The door curtain was lifted again, and she stood up as usual to greet the guest. As soon as she looked up, surprise was evident on her face. "You're here? So early?"
She subconsciously glanced at the clock on the wall. It was still 20 minutes before the end of the get off work day. "It's not even 9 o'clock yet."
Xu Qiao changed into a white short-sleeved shirt that was different from the one he wore this morning. He stood tall and straight at the door with a slight smile on his face. "It seems like it's almost time. Go ahead and do your thing. Don't worry about me."
For people living in Haicheng, this time is already very late. Seeing that no more customers would come, the owner waved his hand and let Song Yu leave work early, and told her to remember to come again tomorrow.
Song Yu was very surprised. This meant that she passed the trial today and she really had a job.
The store was about a 20-minute walk from where they lived. The street lights along the way were very dim. Xu Qiao turned on the light from his mobile phone and shone it vertically on the ground. He could only see two pairs of feet walking side by side.
On the first day of work, Song Yu was very excited and talked to Xu Qiao about many new things. However, Xu Qiao could clearly see the fatigue on her face, so he pulled her hand and said, "Okay, stop talking. Go home and have a good rest. I boiled water at home before I came."
"Yeah." Song Yu nodded heavily. It was only her first day at work, but maybe it was because she earned money with her own hands for the first time, maybe it was because she was happy that Xu Qiao came to pick her up, or maybe it was because the hot water was already boiled and she could take a shower when she got home, her heart was filled with happiness she had never felt before.
Suddenly, Xu Qiao stopped and looked at her sideways. "You don't need to go to this class tomorrow, right?"
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