Chapter 3 Memories are flooding

Early the next morning, Yao Zhixia, who was woken up by the ringing of her mobile phone, finally really knew the meaning of that sentence, and she was fired.

After last night's criticism meeting presided over by the foreman and the manager in turn, Yao Zhixia was mentally prepared to kneel and apologize to the guests, but when she learned that she was dismissed for "ignorance of current affairs" and "lack of eyesight", her heart was still filled with sadness.

"The guests in that room, either the second generation of officials or the second generation of rich, none of them are the masters who can touch a strand of hair, you are good, you directly did the big ticket, and provoked the corner, fortunately, the adults don't remember the villain, only say that it is 'disturbing the fun, need education', but where is the face of the big boss? You are lucky to be dismissed, you are not young, and you have no other capital, what is the strength of being blind and tall!"

The manager's voice of hating iron and steel was still lingering in his ears, and Yao Zhixia, who thought that his heart was already iron, was still stung by some words in these words.

Yes, isn't she the one the young woman with no background, no education, and no looks?

Since she was released from prison 5 years ago, she fled to City A, a big city where her father worked before her death, and wanted to completely break off from that heartbreaking past.

But some injuries, even if they have suppurated, scabbed again, and grown new skin, there is no way to hide the pain that penetrates deep into the bone marrow under the scars.

Yao Zhixia, who accepted the reality again, sighed deeply, closed her somewhat reddened eyes, got down from the sofa bed in the living room, picked out the clothes to be washed, and sent them to the washing machine in the toilet.

They didn't even have this second-hand washing machine, it was Liu Piaopiao who endured his own hand washing clothes for a week, went to the Internet to find it, although this washing machine reduced a lot of housework burden, but it would make a loud rumbling noise when it worked, as if it was going to scatter flowers at any time, and the already small toilet became more cramped because of the arrival of this washing machine.

Washing clothes over there, here, Yao Zhixia went to the kitchen and started preparing breakfast, the supermarket work is two shifts in the morning and evening, and in the morning when there is no shift, Yao Zhixia will prepare the content of the translation certificate exam at home after Liu Piaopiao leaves, which is the exam she wanted to take a long time ago.

Today she works the evening shift and can go to the supermarket in the afternoon, but Liu Piaopiao is a 9-to-5 manager, so every day Yao Zhixia will make breakfast for Liu Piaopiao, responsible for cleaning up the housework and buying daily necessities.

The reason why she did this was because Liu Piaopiao was really good to her, originally this house was rented by Liu Piaopiao alone, but when she saw the illegal renovation of the low-rent house that Yao Zhixia had rented before, she was very distressed, and even packed Yao Zhixia's pitiful luggage overnight, and dragged Yao Zhixia over to live with her, and she didn't want to pay for the rent.

Since Yao Zhixia's mother passed away when she was 18 years old, she has never met someone who is sincere to her and can let her temporarily abandon her fear and anxiety, and Liu Piaopiao is that beautiful accident.

"Sister Zhixia, good morning! What time did you come back last night? I deliberately waited for you for a while, and I fell asleep after waiting. Liu Piaopiao rubbed her unkempt hair and stretched her waist to the kitchen door.

"There was something wrong with KTV last night, I came back late, come, breakfast is ready, let's eat after washing!"

Yao Zhixia took the preserved egg porridge and boiled eggs out of the pot and brought them to the coffee table in the living room.

"Okay!

Liu Piaopiao ran to the toilet happily, wet her face, smeared facial cleanser, and walked back to the living room while rubbing her face, she stood on the side of the coffee table, looked at Yao Zhixia who lowered her head and peeled eggs, and said tentatively: "Sister Zhixia, what happened last night? Are you okay?"

Yao Zhixia's movements on his hands did not stop, nor did he look up to look at Liu Piaopiao, but said lightly: "Hey, the service is not good, I offended the guests." As she spoke, she placed the peeled egg in the bowl of Liu Piaopiao.

"What! What then? Are they embarrassing you?" Liu Piaopiao immediately squatted at Yao Zhixia's feet when she heard this, looking at her eagerly.

Yao Zhixia turned her head sideways, only to see a big white face full of foam whistling, and the two black beans in the middle stared at her, seeing this funny scene, Yao Zhixia couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What are you laughing at? Sister Zhixia, are you stimulated?" "Black Bean" is unknown.

"I'm laughing at you, silly cute, it's okay, it's just, I'm fired. Yao Zhixia tapped Liu Piao's nose with her fingers, and the foam touched her fingers.

"It's not easy for you to find a part-time job, and besides, you have to save money to get a translation certificate." ”

"Hey, life is impermanent, I still have to take the test, the money, I'll find a way. Yao Zhixia picked up another egg, patted Liu Piaopiao's buttocks, and motioned for her to wash up quickly.

said it lightly, but Yao Zhixia's heart seemed to be pressed by a heavy stone all the time, and it was difficult to take a breath. In her recollection, her life never seems to have the words "smooth sailing".

Yao Zhixia has been studying well since she was a child, every time she heard her mother walking around inside and outside the house, tidying up the house, drying the quilt, and cursing her husband who worked on the construction site in City A all the year round but couldn't earn a few dollars, Yao Zhixia secretly vowed in her heart that she must study hard and pass the exam in the future, never like her mother, relying on the name of the family to maintain decency, and relying on her husband who she looks down on to make a living.

But fate gave her a resounding slap in the face, when she was 7 years old, her father's construction site had an accident, the tower crane collapsed, and two workers were killed on the spot, one of which was her father.

On the night she received the notice, her mother smashed a lot of things in the rental house, including the only hot water kettle in the house, and the photo they took in the park on Yao Zhixia's birthday last year, which was the only framed photo in the family, and the people in the photo were still smiling, but Yao Zhixia and her mother's faces could no longer see that brightness.

To this day, 20 years later, Yao Zhixia still remembers the pain of the broken glass splashing on her face.

The day after receiving the notice, his mother took Yao Zhixia to the construction site in City A to make a fuss, and the construction site naturally did not insure him for casual workers like Yao Zhigang, but in order to keep it secret, he finally chose to compromise and symbolically gave them a pension.

On the green train on the way back, Yao Zhixia raised her head in her mother's arms, and she saw her mother's eyes closed, her eyelids trembling uncontrollably, her head hanging down the window, and trying to dig her face into the curtains.

She couldn't see her mother's expression, but she could feel that the big rough hand holding her was trembling faintly.

After that, her mother began to work early and return late, Yao Zhixia became less talkative at school than before, she was immersed in her studies, and her grades have always been among the best.

In the sophomore year of high school, the mother's sudden fainting was exchanged for a diagnosis of advanced liver cancer, and the mother and daughter, who had been holding a string, hugged each other and cried in the hospital ward.

But now, just a year before Yao Zhixia was going to take the college entrance examination, her mother, who had been overtired for many years, collapsed like this, and Yao Zhixia's only connection with this world was about to disappear, no matter how strong she was, she began to surrender to fate.

In the last year of high school, Yao Zhixia went back and forth between school and the hospital every day, looking at the gradually embarrassing numbers on the family bank card, Yao Zhixia once went to work secretly, but gave up after being discovered by his mother.

In her mother's opinion, if Yao Zhixia started working at this time, she would only be able to follow the old path of her and her dead husband in this life, and she would never have the opportunity to choose the life she wanted.

Mother finally went in July of the year of Yao Zhixia's college entrance examination, and the day after her mother's death, the relatives who came to see her off dispersed after helping Yao Zhixia prepare for the funeral.

Yao Zhixia returned to the former "home" in a trance alone, and suddenly there was a knock on the door outside, and she dragged her exhausted body to open the door.

The person who came was wearing a postal uniform, shouted "Yao Zhixia's express", stuffed a special red document bag into Yao Zhixia's hand and left in a hurry.

Seeing the red document bag with gold embossing, Yao Zhixia's tears couldn't help but gush out, once, she was only one step away from her dream, but now, the few invoices on the table for cooking the aftermath and buying the cemetery were reminding her fiercely that she thought that one step away was actually separated by a galaxy.

"Sister Zhixia, what do you want? I'm going to have a meeting today, so I'll leave first, see you in the evening!"

Liu Piao's crisp voice pulled Yao Zhixia back from her memories, and she nodded hurriedly.

When the door closed and everything was calm, Yao Zhixia looked at the eggshells on the coffee table and listened to the rumbling sound in the toilet, she came back to her senses and smiled secretly in her heart.

The memories that will be missed can be called memories, and her little past, it is okay not to recall.