Hu Xiaoman doesn't care what others think of her now, as long as the changes are not too extreme.
She still has this sense of proportion in her heart.
It was the same work all afternoon. After sitting for a long time, I stood up and worked.
After getting home from get off work, she took out the lunch she had packed and heated it up in the pot before going into the house.
"Xiaoman is back." Hu Qinghai greeted her when he saw her.
Hu Xiaoman nodded, "Dad."
She turned around and looked around, but didn't see Zhang Chunxia. It was time for dinner, so why wasn't she there?
After spending a few days together, Hu Xiaoman, who initially disliked this person, now understands him a little better.
After all, for a large family, money and tickets are very important in this era of hunger.
People who have experienced hardship always like to hold on to their money and food tightly in their hands, so that they can feel safe.
Although Hu Xiaoman understood her, he did not agree with her.
How can you earn money if you don't have enough to eat or enough to wear? What's the point of making a lot of money if you don't enjoy it?
"Where's Mom? You haven't eaten either, right?" She looked at the person opposite her curiously.
Hu Qinghai nodded and replied, "Your mother has gone to the street and will be back soon. If you are hungry, you can eat first. You don't have to wait."
The child has worked all day and has just recovered from a serious illness, so he is not getting enough nutrition. They don’t mind if he eats a little later.
Hu Xiaoman shook her head. She was not hungry and it would be okay to eat later.
As soon as the two finished talking, Zhang Chunxia came back with a cloth bag tightly holding her.
She glanced at Hu Xiaoman, rolled her eyes, and then put the cloth bag on the table.
Ever since she agreed to give Hu Xiaoman ten yuan a month, she has been feeling dissatisfied.
But there was nothing we could do, the boss agreed.
"There are red dates in here. Take two back and eat them!" Zhang Chunxia glanced at Hu Xiaoman reluctantly, then turned and left.
"I owe you all this, and you're all debt collectors!"
Listening to her words, Hu Xiaoman glanced at the things on the table, then opened it and saw that they were indeed red dates.
After her last hospitalization, the doctor advised her to eat more soy products and red dates.
Hu Xiaoman had it in his space, so he didn’t care.
But Zhang Chunxia, who was standing next to her, felt sad when she heard this, but didn't say anything.
Hu Xiaoman originally thought that she was reluctant to spend money, so she didn't ask anyone to buy it. If you can do something yourself, don't bother others.
What she didn't expect was that Zhang Chunxia really got some red dates.
She knew from the original owner's memory that this thing was now a special supply and could not be bought even with money.
Seeing her in a daze, Hu Qinghai said, "Xiaoman, Dad knows you've been wronged. You haven't had much to eat or drink these past few years, but there's nothing I can do."
"Every family is like this, I can only let you down. Your mother has a sharp tongue but a soft heart, don't be like her."
These things were obtained by Zhang Chunxia from people on the street. Although she didn't spend much money, she owed them a favor.
It is difficult to repay a favor, this is a truth that everyone understands.
Hu Xiaoman blinked and said nothing, but she felt the love.
In the evening, the old couple didn't say anything when they saw the food in the lunch box. Zhang Chunxia just curled her lips, thinking it was a waste to eat food from the cafeteria.
Cabbage is only two cents per pound at the vegetable market, but it costs ten cents per serving in the cafeteria. It's not cost-effective at all.
After dinner, Hu Xiaoman went back to her room. There was no light in the room and she did not light the kerosene lamp.
The oil costs money. Besides, she wants to go into the space to take a look, so turning on the light is not a good idea.
It was still as bright as day in the space. She picked up a cup of instant milk tea and walked into the apartment.
The room was the same as yesterday, with plump white buns and a large pot of millet porridge on the table.
Hu Xiaoman sat down and turned on the TV as usual, and was stunned for a moment.
"I forgot. This can't connect to the outside world at all." She smiled bitterly.
"That's all for today's report. See you next time!" The voice of the female anchor suddenly came from the TV.
Hu Xiaoman looked at the ending news interface and the advertisement started again.
this……
What’s going on!!!
She was confused and had no idea what was going on.
I stood up, walked to the window, and opened the curtains. It was still pitch black outside.
It can’t connect to the outside world. What’s wrong with her TV?
Hu Xiaoman frowned, then ran upstairs and picked up the tablet on the bed. Sure enough, it seemed to be connected to wifi.
I tried to open WeChat, but it was empty. All the over a thousand friends I had contacted were gone...
When she opened her Moments, all the posts were ones she had posted before, so this was indeed her reputation!
So what's going on now?
Hu Xiaoman glanced at the spare phone on the bedside table. This phone was used for live broadcasts.
The main screen showed that the phone card had a signal, so I tried to call my assistant. Since I had no relatives or friends, I could only contact my assistant.
"Hello?" A familiar female voice came from the other side.
Hu Xiaoman almost burst into tears and immediately said, "Yingying! Where are you? Did anything happen while I was away these few days?"
She didn't know what to say, so she could only ask about the situation first.
Gao Ying, who was standing opposite, looked bewildered. "Excuse me, who are you?"
Hu Xiaoman: ???
What does it mean?
"Yingying, are you kidding? I'm Hu Xiaoman, don't you remember my voice?"
This person is really something. It's already this late, and can't you tell she's anxious? Why is she still joking?
Gao Ying frowned and said coldly: "I don't know you, you called the wrong number!"
Then he hung up the phone.
Hu Xiaoman looked at the phone and said, "That shouldn't be the case. Gao Ying must have this phone number. How come she doesn't recognize me?"
She was a little confused about the situation and quickly opened the live broadcast software, but it showed that she did not have any fans and was still a user 9527***.
"What the hell!" Hu Xiaoman anxiously flipped through the bound account, thinking that the login was saved, but it wasn't...
She searched for her name but found no results.
It shouldn't be!
Even if the account was hacked, there should be some clues.
But her account was indeed gone, as if it had vanished out of thin air?
The account cannot be modified, so this situation will not occur, and the account cannot be found by searching.
There is only one possibility.
"I disappeared in the real world..."
Hu Xiaoman stared at his phone blankly. There was no other possible explanation except this one.
Everyone has forgotten her, and now she only has an identity in this era.
That is seventeen-year-old Hu Xiaoman.
She exhaled and looked at the apartment in front of her.
Isn’t it just changing places and starting over?
She can do it!
Hu Xiaoman was not reluctant to give up anything. The apartment was here and there was still space.
I don’t have many relatives or friends, so why can’t I start over?
Didn’t you do it when you started from scratch?
Although the situation is not good, but this is what makes it challenging!
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