Extra three
"Why?" Song Yu asked blankly, "Do you think the salary is too low? But after asking around today, only this store is willing to hire me."
"No, I don't need you to work and earn money, Song Yu." Xu Qiao looked at her face seriously, "I will earn money, you don't have to worry, okay?"
Song Yu's face turned ugly, and she turned away, "What do you mean? If you think my salary is too low, just say it directly."
"That's not what I meant."
"Then why do you want me to stop going to work?" Song Yu looked up at Xu Qiao and said, "Do you know how much I have paid for this job today?"
"Just because you're working outside, do I have to stay home day and night doing nothing, just waiting for you to come back? What gives you the right?" She was so angry that she started to speak without thinking. "Why should I give up with just one word from you? Who do you think you are?"
Because she was angry, she walked very fast in front, and Xu Qiao followed her not too close behind. The two of them never spoke again along the way.
Originally, Song Yu wanted Xu Qiao to tell him about what happened today, but now he has no mood to do so at all.
When they got to the room, the two of them were silent and fell into an atmosphere of cold war. Song Yu saw several bags on the table, but she didn't touch them. She just took her clothes and went to take a shower.
When they came out, Xu Qiao was sitting at the table. The table had a lot of paint peeling off and was in tatters. Looking at Xu Qiao sitting at the tattered table in the shabby rental house, Song Yu suddenly felt that he didn't know what they were doing. It was obvious that Xu Qiao shouldn't be like this. He should be sitting in the biggest house with neat clothes and enjoying the best life.
She found some uncleaned mud in the cracks of the bathroom. Xu Qiao had changed his clothes, but it couldn't hide the fact that he had almost rolled in the mud today. She could see his red eyes, tired look, and unconscious stiffness in his walk. The work he said must be a hundred times harder than what she said.
Why not let her help share some of the burden?
She used a towel to wipe her hair half dry, walked to Xu Qiao, pulled a stool and sat down, looked at his slightly panicked eyes, and then just sat there looking at him without saying a word. But Xu Qiao seemed to have misunderstood, and got up to get another dry towel, and silently walked behind her to wipe her hair.
Halfway through wiping, Song Yuxian lost his patience and raised his hand to press it down. Xu Qiao obediently sat on the chair next to him, "Why are you doing this?"
Xu Qiao didn't say anything, but just pulled her hand down and pressed her soft palm. The skin was delicate and smooth like fine white jade. This was not a hand that should have been used for years of work.
Song Yu heard Xu Qiao whisper, "Will you regret escaping with me?"
"I should have stayed a little longer, arranged everything, and then took you away."
"I'm useless."
Song Yu's expression was complicated. She held Xu Qiao's hand with her backhand and said, "Why do you say that about yourself? I never said I regretted it. I was willing to do it. Have you forgotten?"
"Have you forgotten where I would be sent if I didn't run away?"
Xu Qiao raised his head and looked at her. Seeing her relaxed expression, he said, "The situation won't get any better than it is now."
"Today is only our second day here. Don't you think this is a very novel experience? Today I realized that being a waiter is not easy. You have to remember a lot of things. The guests I met today were also very interesting. I couldn't understand the dialect, and everyone laughed at me, but I could feel that it was well-intentioned."
"This kind of kindness is the first time in my life that I have felt it so clearly."
Xu Qiao's eyes gleamed, "Really?"
"Of course." Song Yu said a little proudly, "Don't you want to know how I got this job today?"
"You talk, I'm listening."
"Today I encountered a man who came to their restaurant to eat and dine for free. Can you guess how I scared him away?" Song Yu described the whole process vividly. "I held a knife to the man and told him that I was just released from a mental hospital yesterday and that killing someone is not against the law."
"The man paid immediately and ran away in a hurry."
Xu Qiao listened carefully. When he heard that she was holding a knife, he couldn't help but squeeze her hand and said, "It's too dangerous."
The soft, moist touch startled both of them. Song Yu was the first to retract his hand. Xu Qiao's smile faded for a moment, and after a while, he opened the bag beside him as if nothing had happened. "These are the local specialties I bought. Take a look and see if there's anything you'd like to try."
Song Yu opened it and saw some cookies and snacks. "I've already eaten in the store. Have you eaten yet?"
"I've eaten too, so let's consider this as breakfast tomorrow."
Xu Qiao didn't say what kind of job he found, but only said that although it was a bit tiring, he could earn 400 yuan a day and would soon be able to save enough money to go to school.
Then he took out a mobile phone and gave it to Song Yu. He had found a bargain at the market today for 100 yuan. The owner said the screen was broken and it couldn't be turned on, but he bought it home with the mentality of giving it a try, only to find out that the phone was just out of battery. There was already a SIM card in it, so it could be used at any time.
Song Yu held the phone with a look of joy on his face, "That's great. I was going out today and I was afraid you wouldn't be able to contact me. It will be much more convenient with a phone."
"I've saved my phone number. If you have any questions in the future, please remember to contact me."
"certainly."
At night, Song Yu was lying in bed, half asleep and half awake when she noticed someone covering her with a blanket. Someone said softly, "I'm sorry."
The next morning, when she got up, Xu Qiao was gone. The mat on the floor had been neatly folded, and as usual, the breakfast he bought was placed on the table, along with another note.
"I'm going to work. Remember to eat breakfast. I'll pick you up after work today and call you then."
Does this mean that Xu Qiao no longer objects to her working in the restaurant? Song Yu smiled. Although she would still go even if Xu Qiao disagreed, she didn't want to argue with Xu Qiao at all. This was the best situation now.
She finished her breakfast, washed her face with boiling water and set off.
The door of their house was not very good. It would creak loudly every time it was closed. It was still morning, and Song Yu carefully closed the door for fear of disturbing other neighbors. She had seen the neighbors next door once, and they seemed to be very dissatisfied with the fact that a man and a woman lived in the same room. She sneered at them and said, "Young people nowadays are still too shameless. Let me tell you, the sound insulation here is not good." After that, she walked past them with a gloomy look.
They met several more times later. Song Yu kept secretly calling him an old fool. She gently closed the door, and before she could leave their apartment building, she saw the neighbor standing in the corridor with vegetables in her hands, her wrinkled face full of anger. "What time did you go to bed last night? You made such a loud noise that you even woke up my grandson. You know, the little girl is so shameless to be with a guy at such a young age."
"I'm telling you, the next time I hear your voice, I'm going to tell Lao Li to ask you to move out." He angrily tapped his crutch.
Song Yu frowned, "Which ear of yours heard our voice? Don't be so harsh. If you continue to spread malicious rumors, I will call the police."
"You're old, and if you go in jail for a few days, you'll probably die." Song Yu said, "Wouldn't it be nice to accumulate some virtue for yourself? I heard that the evil deeds of the elderly will be repaid by the children."
The old man stood there staring at Song Yu and kept saying "you you you" for a long time without saying a word.
Song Yu snorted coldly and walked past.
It was a little after 8 o'clock in the morning. Song Yu was walking on the street. The lively scene like yesterday was not seen every day. Only a few days a week would those people come out to set up stalls. They called it a market.
At around 8:20, Song Yu arrived at the restaurant.
This shop is actually run by a couple. The owner's wife didn't come yesterday because she had something to do. Song Yucai met her for the first time today. She seemed like a very enthusiastic person.
The store hadn't opened yet and was still doing some preparatory work. The proprietress held her and kept thanking her. It turned out that the person who ate and dashed was actually a gangster. In order to prevent these people from retaliating, they didn't even dare to call the police, which made these people even more rampant. There would even be several waves of different people coming to dine and dash in a month.
The proprietress looked at her and asked cautiously, "Girl...are you...really mentally ill?"
Song Yu smiled and asked, "What do you think?"
"Shouldn't... be there?" The proprietress looked at the girl standing in front of her. Even though she was dressed simply, she was still beautiful. How could such a girl be mentally ill?
"Auntie, I'm not." Song Yu said, "But don't worry, that person was scared terribly by me, and he probably won't dare to come again in the short term."
The force on her hand was tightened a bit. Tears welled up in the eyes of the proprietress, and she looked like she had finally gotten what she wanted after all the hard work. "Thank you so much for this time, young lady."
"Auntie, it's okay. I want to thank you for giving me this job."
As the two were talking, a girl with dark yellow hair who looked a bit unruly came in from the door. The black hair roots on the top of her head had grown a lot, giving people a feeling of being messy.
"You're here." The lady boss greeted her familiarly, then turned around and introduced her to Song Yu. "Her name is Ding Jiao, and she's also helping out in our store. She took a day off yesterday. If you have any questions, feel free to ask her."
"good."
After saying that, the proprietress turned around and went back to work.
There were no customers yet, so Song Yu approached Ding Jiao and greeted her, "Hello, I came to work yesterday. My name is Song Yu."
Ding Jiao was sitting on a bench playing with her phone. Upon hearing this, she glanced at her from the side, and condescendingly blew a puff of air from her nose, "Hmm."
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This person must be difficult to deal with. After greeting her, Song Yu didn't plan to say anything more to her. He walked to the other side and looked at the dishes and prices on the wall behind him.
With a cold sneer from behind, Song Yu ignored her.
After a busy afternoon, Song Yu opened the back door and went to the alley to throw away the garbage.
"Yeah, I get angry when I see her face. What a thing! I really can't stand it."
It was a familiar voice. Song Yu raised his eyebrows subtly and glanced sideways into the alley. Ding Jiao was leaning against the wall, talking on the phone with a cigarette in her hand, puffing away.
"You want to come? Why? She's not that good looking."
"Really? Why would I lie to you? It's just average. I was just exaggerating before. You're so busy you really don't need to come pick me up."
"Jealous? Why would I be jealous? She's not as pretty as me."
"No, I don't. I'm so happy that you came to pick me up. Fine, come pick me up from get off work today. I told you, but you didn't believe me and had to come and see for yourself. What's so good about an ugly person? Okay, I have to go back to work. Hang up."
Ding Jiao hung up the phone and took a deep breath. Suddenly, she heard the sound of a can being crushed in the alley. She looked up and saw Song Yu standing at the entrance of the alley, holding a huge garbage bag and smiling at her. "Are you talking about me?"
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