Extra five
"What's going on?" Song Yu was startled. He stood up by holding onto the wall with the dim light in the room. "Is there a power outage?"
Xu Qiao turned on the flashlight on his phone. "Maybe. I'll carry the water into the toilet first, so I won't kick it when I can't see clearly."
Song Yu unplugged the heat sink, shone the light on it to Xu Qiao, and looked at the heat sink in his hand with suspicion. "Could it be that the heat sink burned out the circuit breaker?"
"Probably not." He pulled open the curtains and looked outside. Every household still had lights on. "Maybe they don't have electricity."
"So fast?" Song Yu recalled, "I remember I only paid 50 yuan for electricity when I first moved in, and it's only been a few days."
"I'll ask someone to check the meter tomorrow to see if there's anything wrong." Xu Qiao paid the electricity bill on his mobile phone, and after a while the electricity came back to the house.
"How much did you pay for electricity this time?" Song Yu asked.
"I paid 100, so it should last a few days." Xu Qiao thought for a moment, "No problem, I'll ask them tomorrow if they have an electrician they know who can come take a look."
"Hmm." Song Yu hesitated for a moment and asked, "How much money do we have left?"
Xu Qiao's expression was a little awkward for a moment, but he quickly covered it up. "It's okay. I'll pay you soon. Don't worry."
Her heart tightened. It seemed that there was not much left. She had only been working for a few days and her salary would not be paid until next month. Even then, it would not be much. The electricity bill was like a waste of money. What should she do?
The pressure of survival is right in front of her, but she seems to be helpless. This feeling of powerlessness is so annoying.
"Why don't you take a shower? Heat the water again with the hot water, it should be cold."
Song Yu came to her senses and realized that the bucket of water was heated with electricity. If it was heated for a second, the heat would dissipate by a second, and the electricity bill would be wasted. Maybe the electricity bill was used up so quickly because she used the faster heating method.
"No need, the water is definitely not cold." After Song Yu said that, he picked up his clothes and walked into the bathroom.
After closing the door, she felt the water. It wasn't very hot to begin with, and now it was almost completely cold. She gritted her teeth and finished her bath with the bucket of water.
The next morning, Song Yu was used to washing her hair in the morning. She struggled for a long time but still didn't have the courage to put her head under the cold water early in the morning. So she took the water and heated it to warm water with a quick-heater. Halfway through her wash, the hot water ran out. For the first time in her life, she hated herself for having such long hair.
At lunch time, she ignored the boss's invitation to eat, and stood for a long time next to a 5-yuan haircut machine on the street, which only had a stool and the clippers and scissors in the boss's hands. She was very calm while cutting, even though there was no mirror there. When she went back, her neck and ears were covered with fine hair. She passed by a water pipe and used some water to clean it up casually.
From her reflection in the water, she saw her current appearance. Her hair was almost ear-length and neatly pressed against her neck. Her original hair was almost waist-length. This was the first time in her life that she saw herself with such short hair. She was a little uncomfortable, so she combed her hair again and again facing the water, cleaning up all the loose hair on her face, neck, and ears.
"Buying hair, buying long hair, buying hair at a high price." A loud hawker's voice caught her attention. She looked up and saw a striking red sign not far away that read, 'Buying unpermed, dyed black hair, long hair, mainly retaining the style, buying at a high price, 1500/kg.'
Song Yu had lived in a big city since she was a child. She had never thought that hair could be sold. The words 1,500 hurt her heart deeply. She cursed herself for being stupid in her heart. She regretted it so much that she should have asked earlier.
Just as she was about to leave, a familiar person suddenly appeared next to the hairdresser, holding a roll of hair tied with a hairband. Song Yu looked closely and realized that this was the person who had just cut his hair. Then the long hair in his hand was...
She recalled that when she first started cutting her hair, she only heard a click and her head felt much lighter. It turned out that they were going to sell her hair for money.
"Look, look, I just cut my hair, the quality is so good. Look at the length, 800 is too little. I'll add a little more. Where else can you find such good hair here, don't you think?" The barber was very happy. Anyway, it was free, so the more money he could make, the better.
"800?" A voice interrupted from the side, "800, I sold it."
The barber frowned and turned away, cursing, "Who are you? This isn't yours, so what right do you have to set the price?"
However, as soon as his eyes turned to the face of the person who came, he fell silent.
Song Yu said with a cold face, "Who said this isn't mine? You cut it off from my head in five minutes. If it's not mine, how can it still be yours? Who allowed you to sell my hair for money?"
The person who collected the hair understood immediately and stood by to watch the show.
The barber rolled his eyes and shouted, "Who said this hair is yours? Do you have any evidence to prove it is yours?"
The hair has been cut off and is now in someone else's hands. How can anyone prove this? There is absolutely no way to prove it.
"I got this hair from someone else. It's not yours at all." The barber's eyes flashed. "You're just a little girl, you're crazy about money, right? Everything is yours, why don't you say the bank is yours?"
The onlookers also laughed and pointed at Song Yu.
"......" Song Yu was so angry that she could hardly speak, but she had no idea what to do because she really had no way to prove it.
"Okay, little girl." The barber took the 800 yuan from the hair collector and said proudly, "Let me teach you a lesson. As human beings, the most important thing is honesty. If you tell lies all the time, you will get punished one day."
Retribution? If possible, Song Yu wanted to let him know what retribution was, but she couldn't. She had no ability to bear the consequences now. What's more, she was not alone now and could not bring trouble to Xu Qiao.
The phone rang, and Song Yu picked it up. It was almost past work hours, and the call was from the boss's wife. "Xiao Yu, where have you been?"
Song Yu wiped the sweat from his forehead, calmed down and spoke on the phone, "I was busy and didn't check the time. I'll be right back."
The boss lady didn't say much, just told her to go back to the store and hung up the phone.
While she was answering the phone, the barber had already quietly run away. Song Yu looked around but didn't see him. She could only swallow this loss and ran back to the shop quickly with an empty stomach.
When they returned to the store, they all noticed that Song Yu had cut her hair short. They were surprised but didn't ask much. Instead, Ding Jiao said a few sarcastic words to her about being late. Song Yu was already unhappy and said a few sarcastic words to her, and the person then hid away.
In the afternoon, several groups of people came to eat together even though it was not mealtime. Song Yu was very busy. These people were very busy. They added dishes and poured water, but they just didn't finish the work at once, which made Song Yu run back and forth again and again.
"Waiter, please bring us another pair of new chopsticks." There were four or five male high school students at the table who were obviously skipping school. They had dyed their hair yellow and looked unhealthy. They didn't order many dishes, but left a lot of cigarette butts on the table. They puffed out smoke, and the smell of cigarettes almost filled the entire air.
Song Yu held her breath and got chopsticks for them. Before she could turn around and leave, she was stopped again. A trace of impatience flashed across her face. She turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"
A few people were laughing and joking at the table, pushing each other, but no one was talking.
"Call me if you need anything." Song Yu turned and left.
"Hey, wait a minute." One of the boys, who had undyed hair and didn't smoke, and had a schoolbag on his side, said with a smile, "Beautiful girl, can you give me your contact information?"
This boy, whose attire was out of tune with the others, looked like the leader among them. When the others heard him speak, they started to make a fuss and shout non-stop at the table.
He seemed to enjoy this kind of flattery. He stood up with a burst of confidence and said to Song Yu, "What's your name? Let me introduce myself. My name is Liang Zhihui. I like you very much. How about being my girlfriend?"
Song Yu couldn't believe her ears. She asked in disbelief, "What did you just say?"
Liang Zhihui smiled arrogantly, pulled out a stool and walked in front of Song Yu, staring at her. He was the same height as Song Yu, and if you looked closely, he was even wearing sneakers with height-increasing shoes. "I said, let you be my girlfriend."
"No."
The smile on his face disappeared in an instant, and he looked at Song Yu and said, "I know we don't know each other yet, so can you give me your contact information?"
Song Yu was already annoyed after being tricked today, and now there was a short and thick guy pestering her. She really had no patience, "I have a boyfriend."
Liang Zhihui's frown relaxed for a moment, and then he immediately said in a blaming tone, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"
"It's still not a chance. She has a boyfriend." Liang Zhihui sat back in his seat and said to the others. Seeing that there was no fun anymore, those people turned their heads away with a lack of interest.
"Snap" a few chopsticks rolled off the table with a clang, and Song Yu was called again.
Liang Zhihui raised his eyebrows and pointed at the chopsticks on the ground. "Sorry, the chopsticks fell. Please pick them up."
"If I can't be your girlfriend, I'll be your waitress."
Song Yu pinched his palm hard and held back.
She squatted down, stretched her hand over the hairy legs of several boys, picked up the dusty chopsticks mixed on the soles of her feet, and stood up to leave.
"But..." a voice suddenly rang out. Ding Jiao leaned against the doorway, her hair tied up, and said innocently, "Song Yu, you... obviously don't have a boyfriend, right? How can you lie about something like this?"
"......" Song Yu narrowed his eyes and turned his head, "Do I need to report to you whether I have a boyfriend or not?"
"But I asked the guy who came yesterday, and he clearly said he wasn't your boyfriend." Ding Jiao glanced at the excited faces of the people at the table and added fuel to the fire. "Isn't it because you didn't like the guest just now that you said that on purpose?"
Song Yu's expression changed. "Hey, stop talking nonsense here."
Liang Zhihui stood up suddenly, "What? You don't have a boyfriend? Are you lying to me on purpose?"
The others were also shocked when they heard this and stood up and walked towards Song Yu.
The boss and his wife saw that something was wrong and quickly ran out from the kitchen, "Stop making trouble here, or I'll call the police."
"Call the police? Okay, then go ahead and call them. We're going to make a fuss today, how about that?" Liang Zhihui smiled sinisterly and raised his hand to overturn the whole table, spilling the soup all over the floor.
Song Yu frowned tightly. This incident was caused by her. "Stop it, don't make trouble anymore. Come to me if you have any problems."
"Who do you think you are? Do you know who I am?" Liang Zhihui walked up to Song Yu. "I'm the son of the principal of the only high school here. Call the police? Do you think they'll ruin their own children's future for you?"
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