This reminded Ding Huifen - yes, the textile factory can't stand it anymore, and she has to find another job to do quickly, otherwise what will happen to her tuition next year?

"Then I'll take a leave of absence the day after tomorrow and ask Sister Feng. ”

"Don't wait that long, it's better to go tomorrow!" Chen Song blurted out.

"You kid, what are you doing in such a hurry?" Ding Huifen was puzzled.

Chen Song suppressed the thousand thoughts in his heart, and tried his best to calm his tone: "Mom, this kind of matter should be sooner rather than later, it's too late, what if Aunt Feng's store recruits someone?"

This is also reasonable, Ding Huifen snorted: "Okay, then I'll go over there after work tomorrow to ask, and by the way, take Yangyang to buy some firecrackers for the New Year." I'll make the dish for you, put it on the table and cover it, and remember to warm it up before you come back. ”

Chen Song agreed quietly in his mouth, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Although I don't know if there will be an "accident" in the textile factory tomorrow after so many changes, it is always right to keep an eye on it, and the sooner you leave here, the more peace of mind you will have.

As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of ......

Chen Yang, who was asleep on the table, listened to the voice of his mother and sister, raised his head in a daze, rubbed his eyelids, and caught a glimpse of a bowl of hot ginger soup in front of him, and immediately reached out to hold the bowl, his eyes lit up.

This greedy little appearance made Ding Huifen's haggard face have a smile, and she sent another bowl of ginger soup to Chen Song: "Nannan, you drink it too." ”

The spicy throat is sweet and the lips and teeth are sweet.

After a few mouthfuls, fine and dense hot sweat had oozed from Chen Song's forehead.

She put down the bowl and said, "I can't drink anymore." ”

"Why is there so much left?" Ding Huifen complained, and then urged softly, "Hurry up and wash your face and rinse your mouth and go back to bed and lie down, you still have to go to school tomorrow morning!"

Chen Song poured water to wash as she said, and the mottled mirror reflected her thin and thin face, and her palm-sized face had a pair of morning star-like eyes, which were not contaminated by the world at all.

She unscrewed the cold faucet, a biting chill sliding through her fingers, reminding her that it was all true.

Really, truly.

If it is fake, it will be replaced.

Back in the small room, the temporary cardboard walls were dull in color, and even when the lights were turned on, there was a lingering dull gloom.

When he was a child, Chen Song never really liked this place, and it wasn't until he grew up that he had a kind of nostalgia for everything here.

After many years, she got into the familiar and unfamiliar quilt again, her cold fingers pressed against her hot cheeks, and a feeling of tiredness accompanied by a warm current surged from the bottom of her heart, stirring back and forth in her mind for a long time.

The more than ten years that disappeared out of thin air were like a nightmare.

After his mother's death, his younger brother was taken to a new home, and he was taken care of by his grandmother, Sun Peiyao.

Sun Peiyao has been patriarchal all his life and promised to take care of himself, just to ask Chen Shiming for more living expenses.

No one asked Chen Song if she was doing well, when she was dressed in tatters and was laughed at, when she was at a loss for her first period, when she couldn't get the money to buy extracurricular materials three times and twice and was isolated by the whole class......

The person who would save money to buy her new clothes, would quietly accompany her to do every homework, and would rather fight for his life than let her suffer the slightest grievance, has long been buried deep in the ground.

Chen Song unknowingly fell into the problem of fear of heights.

She couldn't even look at the sandbags that were being thrown around between classes—small sandbags that had been tossed to the top and then plummeted, hitting the ground and kicking up tiny dust, but it seemed to hit a bloody ravine in her heart.

People who are "dead" in recess games can still line up to be resurrected, but it is impossible for people to live a lifetime and start over, no matter how miserable and lifeless they are.

But now, the impossible has become possible.

Chen Song even sighed more than he was glad - he was still very young, and he still had a lot of time to rewrite the nightmarish future.

The people she had met in her previous life and the things she had experienced were intertwined and hovering in her mind, and the rich night outside passed little by little, and she didn't even have time to close her eyelids for a while, and the sky was already white......

There was a slight noise in the kitchen, and after a while, my mother's voice came: "Nan, Yangyang, come out for breakfast!"

"It's coming!" Chen Song got dressed and glanced at the wall calendar on the wall as he walked out of the room.

Today is January 26th, the penultimate day of the final exams.

The reason why she remembers it so clearly is not only because this is the day when her mother was declared dead by the hospital, but also because after returning from the hospital, another incident happened that completely changed the trajectory of her and Chen Yang's lives: the workers of the textile factory privately lit incense candles for her mother to burn paper money, and accidentally lit the fabric, causing a fire.

Chen Yang's right leg burned out and left him with a lifelong disability.

And in order to save Chen Yang, the left side of her face was disfigured, and the ugly scar was like a thousand ravines.

But that was all in the previous life, and if my mother didn't jump off the building in this life, naturally no one would light incense and candles, burn paper money, and there would be no such fire......

But Chen Yang was still faintly uneasy in his heart, and his right eyelid twitched slightly, as if he had touched some invisible but tangible string.

"What are you doing in a daze, eat quickly, you should be late for school in a while. Her mother's voice pulled her back to reality.

Chen Song sandwiched a chopsticks and fried shredded pickles, and after eating the buckwheat noodles in the bowl after three times and five divided by two, the familiar taste was like a world away, almost making the tip of her nose sour.

"Be careful," her mother patted her on the back in distress and handed over the schoolbag hanging on the wall, "Come back quickly after school, don't delay on the road." ”

"Hmm. Chen Song nodded obediently.

She just entered her freshman year of high school this year, studied in a second-rate middle school, and was in the same class as Yan Man's daughter Feng Wenwen - Yan Man had been married once before being hooked up with Chen Shiming, and her ex-husband worked in the railway bureau and died of sudden arterial obstruction.

Feng Wenwen is the same as her mother Yan Man, she has a melon seed face, high cheekbones, big eyes, and cuts Qi Liuhai, who is very fashionable in the girls' pile, and nine out of ten boys in the class like to revolve around her.

"Didn't you say 'the front is not the eyebrows but the back is not the ear', why can she stay in the sea for such a long time, it's not fair at all......" The early self-study was full of people, and Xu Yingying, who was at the same table, was indignant when he lay on the table.

She also cut her bangs, and was pulled out by the head teacher as a typical during the last routine inspection, and was forced to use a big hairpin to clip Liuhai all over her head, which looks very strange, like a live-action version of King Kong gourd baby.

"I heard that Feng Wenwen's family donated 10,000 yuan to the school in one breath last time, and you have the ability to let your family donate too." "Someone taunted lukewarmly.

In this year, there are not many households in the entire summer market who can donate 10,000 yuan in one go.

"Eh, do you know, Feng Wenwen's mother got married today!"

"It's really fake, why haven't you heard her mention it?"

"What do you mention, didn't you see her face stinky like a stone in the pit, maybe she quarreled with her mother about this in the past two days......"

The topic quickly changed from "Feng Wenwen opposed her mother's remarriage" to "Who is Feng Wenwen's stepfather", everyone was talking about it, and the head teacher came in.

"The mock test papers for the seven courses have come out, and the study committee member will ask someone to move them after a while, and the papers will be handed in tomorrow after they are done tonight, and the questions that will not be allowed to be left empty. ”

The words fell, and there was a lot of complaints below.

Amid the uproar, the bell rang for the end of class.

Chen Song was about to get up to go to the toilet, when Feng Wenwen, who was sitting in the first row, came over and stood in front of her desk arrogantly: "Chen Song, you go and move the test papers!"