The next morning, Tong Anqu went to class.
Old Zheng called out to him, "An Qu, wait a moment."
Tong Anqu had a thin face and a straight back. He was wearing faded clothes and looked at Uncle Zheng walking towards him.
"Uncle Zheng".
Old Zheng handed him a cloth bag, saying, "Your aunt boiled an extra egg this morning, with some beef in it. Have it with some rice from the cafeteria for lunch."
Tong Anqu's eyes immediately welled up with tears.
"Thank you, Uncle Zheng."
Old Zheng waved his hand, "Hey, don't be so polite, hurry up and get to school."
Tong Anqu responded with a "hmm".
Old Zheng stood there, watching Tong Anqu's back. Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and looked down at Tong Anqu's schoolbag.
He had seen Tong Anqu's back view many times before.
Naturally, I also remember the general shape of the schoolbag.
But today, there was something different in the bottom of the backpack than usual.
Old Zheng opened his mouth, but in the end, he still called out to Tong Anqu.
Tong Anqu stopped.
"Uncle Zheng, what's wrong?"
Old Zheng took out twenty yuan from his bag and stuffed it into Tong Anqu's hand.
"Uncle Zheng, business at the teahouse has been good these past few days. Here, take this."
Tong Anqu's lips trembled as he looked up at Old Zheng.
"Uncle Zheng..."
Old Zheng has a daughter who is well-fed and healthy. Seeing Tong Anqu, who is several years older than his daughter, looking like a skinny monkey, Old Zheng felt bad.
"Study hard, you'll be twelve soon. After junior high and high school, you can go to university and be free after you become an adult."
Tong Anqu clenched his fists.
Old Zheng patted Tong Anqu on the shoulder, "It's not your fault for having such a mother. Don't be too extreme. Just consider it a learning experience. Which successful person didn't suffer setbacks when they were young?"
Tong Anqu forcefully wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
"Uncle Zheng, I understand."
"Okay, let's go to school."
Tong Anqu didn't take the money, but handed it to Uncle Zheng, saying, "Uncle Zheng, here you go, I have money."
Old Zheng stuffed it into the side of his backpack, casually feeling the contents inside, his smile unchanged:
"Just take it. You're carrying such a heavy backpack to school every day, don't think about anything else."
Tong Anqu cried even harder.
"I see."
"Go."
This time, Lao Zheng watched Tong Anqu leave until his figure disappeared before entering the teahouse, where he wiped the sweat from his face.
That kid's got guts.
That thing in the bag is probably a kitchen knife.
Who to cut is self-evident.
Old Zheng felt that Tong Anqu had listened to him and shouldn't be too extreme.
...
Tong Anqu walked for a while, and when he was near the school gate, he finally wiped away his tears.
Uncle Zheng is right, he can't do anything foolish.
He has a long life ahead of him.
All day long, except for lunch, Tong Anqu stayed at his seat reading.
He hid the knife in his bag very well.
After school, Tong Anqu would go to the wholesale market to wait for Liu Aimei to get off work, and he would wait for her there for an hour each time.
Liu Aimei found him a job.
That hour I would help others pack clothes, packing as many as I could.
Five yuan per hour.
The money was settled monthly, and all the wages went to Liu Aimei.
After Liu Aimei finished get off work, the two walked home one after the other.
Tong Anqu, carrying his schoolbag, stared at the person in front of him.
Suddenly, Liu Aimei stopped and glared at him: "Tong Anqu, is your leg broken? Can't you walk faster?"
"I've been working all day and haven't even had a proper lunch. Why don't you hurry home and cook?"
Tong Anqu nodded silently, quickened his pace, and almost ran upstairs.
Tong Anqu took the kitchen knife out of his bag, placed it on the stove, and then skillfully began rinsing the rice and washing the vegetables...
Liu Aimei returned ten minutes later.
As soon as Liu Aimei entered the house, she slammed the door shut.
Tong Anqu clenched his fist.
Immediately afterwards, Liu Aimei took a stick from inside the house and went into the kitchen.
She hit Tong Anqu's leg.
She screamed and yelled wildly, "Why aren't you sick! I wish you were sick! You ruined me, you're just like your father, you both ruined me!!!"
"You've driven me to this point, it's all your fault!!!"
Two months ago, Liu Aimei's colleague at the wholesale market introduced her to a job.
He said he would help Liu Aimei get rich.
There was a stall in the market that was available for rent, and they said Liu Aimei could rent it, buy goods, and sell them, so she wouldn't have to work for someone else anymore.
Liu Aimei began to make plans in her mind.
That stall requires a minimum three-year lease, and the rent can be several thousand yuan.
Liu Aimei didn't have enough money, so she gave up.
The colleague said that he could take Liu Aimei to make money and find a way to raise funds. He added that he was only introducing her because Liu Aimei was an acquaintance, and that he might not have asked for help from others.
Liu Aimei believed this.
Thus, she entered an underground casino for the first time in her life.
This casino is located in a town on the outskirts of town, and it doesn't dare to operate openly.
But little did anyone know, Liu Aimei almost didn't come back after going there.
Not only did he lose all his savings for his funeral, but he also ended up owing more than 40,000 yuan!
That's over forty thousand!
Liu Aimei simply couldn't raise that much money.
The casino has said that if they don't receive the money within ten days, they will take Liu Aimei away to pay off the debt.
Although she's getting older, she can still look good with makeup.
There are still two days left.
Liu Aimei dared not think about what to do.
Five days ago, Tong Anqu collapsed at school due to malnutrition.
When Liu Aimei arrived at the hospital, she overheard two teachers talking.
They said it was alright, it was just malnutrition, and they could recover.
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