"Thank you, uncle! Thank you." Yuan Mei, who was sweating profusely, pushed an old tricycle and thanked the white-haired old man repeatedly.
The old man sighed, shook his head and went back to his house. There was an old woman in the house who saw his wife coming back and asked, "How much did it cost?"
"It's just a pair of crappy slippers, how can I ask for money? I gave them away." The old man said in a low voice.
But the old lady was not happy. She jumped up and shouted loudly: "One or two cents is money, you pity the waste collectors, who pity us?"
As she said that, the old lady went out to get back the money she got from selling the bad slippers, but the old man stopped her quickly and said: "Don't go, the waste collector is a girl, she is only in her early twenties, and she still has a big belly, walking down the street.
It’s really pitiful for me to do this kind of work. I didn’t know it was that man who did the evil thing. What a sin!”
The old man stomped his feet in hatred, but the old aunt still chased him out. Yuan Mei just got on the tricycle when she heard rapid footsteps behind her and caught up with her. When she saw it was an old lady with the same white hair, she got out of the car embarrassedly.
She smiled apologetically and said, "Auntie, those slippers are considered plastic, so I'll give you fifty cents, okay?"
The old aunt didn't come here after the rotten slippers. She just took a closer look at Yuan Mei's dirty clothes and her bulging belly. She cursed, "What a sin." Then she asked, "My dear, how many children are there in your belly?"
It’s one month?”
Yuan Mei lowered her head with a wry smile, then raised her head and said, "It's been four months. It's okay. I can bear it. The doctor said the child is very healthy."
After hearing this, the old aunt had a look of hatred on her face, almost yelling: "Where is your man? How can you let a pregnant woman do manual labor like this? This is really a murderous bastard! Doesn't the neighborhood committee just care?
? We women are always justified in saying this kind of thing!"
But Yuan Mei still smiled and defended: "My man also has something to do."
Seeing that the little daughter-in-law in front of her was not dissatisfied, the old aunt thought a few times and thought she had encountered some special situation. She felt in her pocket and took out a hundred yuan and forced it into Yuan Mei's hand, "Here, take it."
With."
"No, I can't ask for your money!"
"It's okay if I didn't see it. How could I ignore it if I saw it? Just take it if I tell you to. I'm old enough to be your mother, so just treat it as if it was given by your own mother."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Yuan Mei pushed and pushed, and in the end she couldn't help crying but she accepted the money and thanked her repeatedly before leaving. When the old aunt returned home and said the matter, "I think, maybe her man is dead, or there is someone else."
Disability or something, otherwise how could anyone let his pregnant wife come out to collect scraps?"
On the other end, Yuan Mei, who had received a hundred yuan, felt sad and happy at the same time, feeling that there were still many good people in the world. She pedaled hard on her tricycle back to the shack area on the outskirts of Tianyang City, and entered a large yard filled with rags.
In the yard, Guo Jiaming was leaning on a recliner, playing games on his mobile phone with his legs crossed. When he saw his wife coming back, he lazily said: "Hurry up and cook, I'm already hungry."
"Okay." Yuan Mei parked the tattered tricycle, wiped her sweat and walked towards the kitchen. Guo Jiaming also shouted behind her: "Stew half the chicken I bought yesterday. I always feel that I am not very energetic these days.
OK, I have to make up for it."
Yuan Mei said "OK" again and silently entered the kitchen. At this moment, there was a sound of motorcycles outside the shabby shack, and a young man got off a motorcycle three-wheeler. The driver of the three-wheeler pointed at the hanging hanging at the door of the shack.
The signboard 'Purchasing scraps and used goods at high prices' says: "If you are looking for junk, this is it. It is run by a girl, so don't argue with others, it's so pitiful."
"No, no." The young man laughed repeatedly, paid the fare and walked to the door of the shanty. He smashed the broken iron door with his hand and shouted: "Is anyone there?"
There were a few bangs and bangs, and Guo Jiaming, who was sitting inside, could not move with his hands in his hands, so he shouted: "Daughter-in-law, there is someone outside!"
Yuan Mei responded in the kitchen, but before she could walk out, the young man at the door had already entered. When she saw the person clearly, she immediately exclaimed "Ah".
"You prodigal wife, what are you yelling about?" Guo Jiaming was concentrating on playing games. He was startled when he heard his wife scream. He cursed and looked up to see what was going on, and saw a young man coming in from the door.
The man took off his sunglasses and looked at the couple as if he had seen a ghost.
Oh my god!
Guo Jiaming jumped up from the recliner with a start. He turned around and ran without paying attention to his cell phone. He fell over before taking two steps. After falling, he got up and continued running. In the blink of an eye, he hid in the back room.
So what if he just hid in the back room? There was still no place to escape. Guo Jiaming could only bravely poke his head out from the door and cursed: "You surnamed Zhou, your fucking ghost is still there! How long have I been hiding from you?
It’s been months since I’ve been hiding in the suburbs, and you still come to my door. Believe it or not, I’m going to call the police!”
It was Zhou Qingfeng who came here. When he saw Yuan Mei, he felt bad. Originally, the young woman's face was rosy and rosy with a little baby fat, but now she is thin and has a pointed chin. Moreover, her lower abdomen is bulging.
Clearly pregnant.
Zhou Qingfeng took a look at the broken furniture and various scrap metals piled up in the yard, then walked to Yuan Mei, grabbed one of her hands and spread it open. The skin of the palm was rough and full of scars. This was not the hand of a woman in her twenties.
?Some people believe her even if she says she is forty.
"Are you collecting scraps here? Show me that hand." Zhou Qingfeng shouted in a deep voice.
Yuan Mei put her hands behind her back and refused to stretch them out. She was still like an angry wild cat, frowning and yelling at Zhou Qingfeng: "Why are you like this? I have already moved, and you are still chasing me? I will follow you.
It doesn't matter, I don't like you either, why do you always like to be so sentimental? Get out of here right now!"
"Get the hell out of here, you stupid woman is really hopeless!" The young woman was angry, and Zhou Qingfeng became even more angry. He pointed at Guo Jiaming and cursed: "You fucking idle around and don't do anything serious, let your pregnant wife suffer this
It’s a living sin. I didn’t see it, so forget it. If I saw it, how could I ignore it? I have to give you a beating today!”
Zhou Qingfeng strode towards Guo Jiaming. Yuan Mei immediately panicked, stretched out his arms to hug Zhou Qingfeng's waist, and shouted to her husband: "Husband, run quickly, this guy has killed people before, he is really fierce!"
Zhou Qingfeng looked slender but not very strong, but he was much stronger than Yuan Mei, so he dragged his young wife forward. Guo Jiaming was so frightened that his face turned pale and his body became weak, but he couldn't escape now!
Seeing that the evil spirit was right in front of him, he simply knelt down and cried, "Don't fight, don't fight, please don't fight."
The three-wheel master who pulled Zhou Qingfeng over didn't go far and stayed outside the shack. Hearing the noise inside the shack, he poked half of his head out and looked inside. He saw Guo Jiaming kneeling down and felt happy in his heart.
He shouted in a low voice: "He deserves it! He deserves it! Evil people have their own way of doing things, and this kind of trash should be beaten."