Mao Xia laughed self-deprecatingly, crying as she felt the coldness and pain of the instruments entering her body. She was about to lose the right to be a mother, but she wouldn't even have the chance to feel heartache.
After Mao Xia had her abortion, she rested at home for a few days. Sister Hua brought her some fish maw. "It's the best fish maw that I bought from a time-honored store. It expands quickly when soaked and is very nourishing. It's perfect for postpartum women. You need to take good care of yourself during your postpartum period after your miscarriage, otherwise you might develop health problems later."
Sister Hua's thoughtfulness made Mao Xia feel the warmth of home.
"Thank you, Sister Hua."
"Silly girl, why are you being so polite with me? Sister Hua isn't an outsider. By the way, I asked the doctor, and you should be fine after a week or two of rest. Sister Hua has a new client recently. He's a bit older, but he's very generous with his money. If you're willing to stay with him for a month, Sister Hua will give you 100,000 yuan. How about it!"
Mao Xia hurriedly shook her head, "Sister Hua, I said I would only do it once and then I wouldn't do it again."
Sister Hua stared at her amusedly. "Silly girl, money is so easy to earn, why would you go back to being a waitress? A pretty girl like you would only end up finding a poor man with a similar income and living a poor life. You should think this through. What's so good about sleeping with one man, doing his laundry and cooking for him, and earning money to support his family? You might as well find several men and sleep with several of them. It may not sound nice, but you won't have to do laundry and cooking, earn money to support your family, put up with your in-laws and your husband, or work hard to take care of the children. What's wrong with that?"
Hua Jie's words made Mao Xia fall into deep thought.
Yes, what's so good about getting married? What's wrong with sleeping with men?
But Mao Xia didn't want to sink into this path anymore.
"Sister Hua, I haven't thought of it yet. Let me think about it some more."
Sister Hua didn't try to persuade her; she just patted her on the shoulder and left.
Mao Xia lay on the bed, secretly determined to leave Sister Hua. She couldn't be so spineless, going out to find men when she was broke. She had followed Brother Tan before to save money for an abortion. Now that the child was gone, she still had some money, enough to support her for a few months.
She will not continue in this line of work.
She wants to find her own path and make money through other businesses.
Mao Xia kept her word. After she felt better, she went to find work. A hair salon saw that she was good-looking and wanted to hire her as a shampoo girl. The salary was not high, only a few thousand yuan a month, but they paid her readily and provided three meals a day.
Mao Xia, wanting to start over, agreed.
The proprietress held a towel and began training her, "Remember, washing someone's hair may seem simple, but there's a trick to it. Make sure you remember all these steps, and then you can give a customer a good demonstration today."
Mao Xia nodded in agreement. Her first customer was an old man who was unhygienic. His hair was oily and covered in dandruff, making him look particularly disgusting. Mao Xia, being a clean person, couldn't bring herself to do it, which led to the customer complaining repeatedly.
The proprietress was furious. "What are you doing? Do you think you're here to enjoy yourself? Let me tell you, if you don't want to work here, get out. If you offend my customers, I'll make you regret it."
"I...I...I did it." Mao Xia was on the verge of tears as she carefully washed the customer's hair.
Seeing her looking so wronged, like a delicate flower, the old man opened his eyes and stroked her leg with his hand.
Mao Xia was startled, but fearing the landlady's scolding, she stood still and endured it. Seeing that she dared not make a sound, the old man became even more audacious, stroking her legs with his fingers, making Mao Xia feel so humiliated that she wanted to kill him.
After finally finishing the hair wash, the old man stared at Mao Xia with lingering interest.
He stuffed a hundred yuan into Mao Xia's chest and said ambiguously, "Brother has money. Do you want to come with me tonight? I'll give you money to spend."
Mao Xia could no longer bear it and threw the towel on his head.
Mao Xia was fired from the hair salon just like that.
She had no money and no job. If things continued like this, she would starve sooner or later. Moreover, Mao Xia planned to sever ties with Sister Hua and move out of Xiao Yu's house. Housing prices in Hong Kong were high, and renting a house was very expensive, which would be another considerable expense.
Mao Xia took the flyer to look at houses. There was one house with a very cheap rent, only half the price of the others. The house was cheap, well decorated, in a good location, and had great natural light. The house was also fully equipped with appliances.
Mao Xia could hardly believe such a good thing could happen.
Mao Xia knocked on the door, and a man stood inside. She held the flyer in disbelief. "Excuse me, do you have any rooms for rent here?"
The man was dressed in a suit and tie, looking quite presentable, and was also good-looking.
"I have a room for rent. It's my own house, and there's a spare room that I'd like to rent to a girl."
The man welcomed Mao Xia inside. Mao Xia looked around at the facilities in the house. It was indeed as described in the flyer: well-equipped and well-lit. But why was such a nice house so cheap?
"No murders have happened here, have they? I see the apartments next door have worse appliances than yours, but the rent is twice as much. Why is your place so cheap?"
The man smiled and said very frankly, "Let me put it this way, if you move in, you don't have to pay rent."
Mao Xia was stunned for a moment, unable to believe it. "Why?"
"Why? It's a shared apartment. We're all single men and women. You live in my place, and I won't charge you rent, but you still have to contribute something..." The man smiled lewdly, giving Mao Xia's chest a meaningful look, his gaze lingering for a long time. "When it's late at night and everyone's lonely, we can totally keep each other company. I'm healthy and don't have any bad habits. You live alone too, so we can totally live together and discuss life with each other."
Isn't this just free chicken?
They said the room was rent-free, but the rent was only a few yuan a month. Mao Xia and the rich man could earn 100,000 yuan a month, but he slept with her here for free, and in the end, she only got 3,000 yuan off the rent!
"Oh, and you also have to do the laundry, cook, and clean the room..."
Mao Xia sneered. It was one thing to sleep with him for free, but he also had to be a free nanny, do laundry and cook. In Hong Kong, it would cost tens of thousands to hire a prostitute, and a nanny would cost a lot of money. But he thought he could enjoy royal service just because he got a free room. What was this if not freeloading?
What a stingy man! He doesn't want to spend any money but keeps dreaming!
Mao Xia was disgusted and couldn't help but hit the other person's head hard with her bag.
"Disgusting! Stingy! I'd rather be a prostitute than sleep with you for free!"
The man, enraged by her hitting him, pointed at her back and cursed:
"You look just like a prostitute! If you don't want to work, then get out! You should become a prostitute! Prostitutes earn a lot, get slept with every day, and don't have to clean rooms, do laundry, or cook! I think you were born to be a prostitute!"
The man's insulting words made Mao Xia cry.
She didn't know why she had such bad luck, always running into these weird men.
She wasn't like this before.
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