At nine o'clock in the morning, the supermarket had just finished changing shifts, and there were not many customers. Something like this happened, but it really frightened the cashier Aunt Scarlett.

Although the robber looked a little skinny, the black hoodie, jacket and jeans were noticeably one size larger, and the pair of Nike sneakers on his feet looked a little ill-fitting. He looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, but the swarthy pistol and the dagger were terrible things!

Listening to the robber's anxious threats, her hands and feet were cold.

I let my trembling hands operate the cash register, but I can't enter the wrong password.

The delay was too long, and the robber became a little impatient, and after a few glances at the door, he immediately threatened: "For God's sake, open the damn drawer and take out all the money!"

"Oh, don't, don't shoot!" Scarlett, who was already nervous, collapsed directly under the high pressure and collapsed in the cash register out of breath.

This scream alarmed the manager who was counting the goods in the warehouse.

The manager of the supermarket was about forty years old, and unlike most white people, he was not tall, and probably overthought about the relationship, and lost his hairline early.

"What's going on? What are you arguing about during work hours? Oh shit!"

Leaning out of the warehouse, he shouted to the counter dissatisfied, and then looked at it, and made the most correct way to deal with it quite decisively - touch, a sound. He closed the door of the storehouse and put himself in the storehouse.

Taking advantage of the time when the manager attracted the robbers, Su Ya saw the fat and thin man secretly stuffing the wallet in the trouser belt into the container.

Then, casually, he raised his hands again.

Scarlett in the counter has completely collapsed to the ground, and the robber is obviously a novice, so he can only shout at Scarlett on the ground with a gun in the face of such a situation.

Su Ya, who had been observing the robbers, bit her lip and knocked on the ground with the mop in her hand.

"Don't move!"

The unsuspecting sound startled the robbers.

Like a frightened bird, he pointed the dagger directly in the direction of Su Ya.

Noticing this detail, Su Ya raised her eyebrows.

After raising his hands to show that he had no ill intentions, he pointed to the counter, indicating that he wanted to go over and help.

Surveying her, the robber nodded. Obviously, compared to the two male employees, the thin Su Ya seems to be safe for "him".

Silently walked to the counter, Su Ya first helped Scarlett on the ground to the side. Help her pull out salmeterol ticasone from her pocket.

Scarlett has asthma, she knows.

Seeing that Scarlett's condition was slightly stable, Su Ya got up from behind the counter. Glancing at the robber, she pointed to the drawer of the cash desk and then to the clock, making a "no" gesture.

Although the action was simple, the robber immediately understood what she meant.

“FK！”

Facing the robber's chagrin, Su Ya silently turned away.

He took out the bandage from the medical box under the counter, and treated the wound briefly, regardless of the fact that the robber was still pointing a dagger at him.

After the robber was stunned, he turned around again, took out all the cigarettes from the counter, put them in a shopping bag, and put them in front of the robber.

This series of actions made the robbers stunned.

"Thank you. His gaze softened.

Su Ya smiled back and looked at the two quail-like white employees behind her, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes.

Seeing that the robber picked up the big shopping bag and was about to leave, Su Ya gently knocked on the cash desk. In the incomprehensible gaze of the robber, with those eyes that seemed to be able to speak, he quickly glanced at the counter where the two employees hid their wallets just now.

After a moment's confusion, the robber reacted.

Originally, the two white employees saw that Su Ya had taken out a cigarette and had already dealt with the robbers, and they breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts - today is the day of payroll. In their wallets, they had all their salaries from the previous month.

However, what the two didn't expect was this. Just when they thought that the robbers would leave immediately after taking the cigarettes, they were safe. A swarthy muzzle was aimed at them.

"Hey, you two. Take what you just put on the shelf and take it out. ”

“WTF……”

Hearing this request from the robbers, the two broke down.

……

"Why do you give him cigarettes! God, don't you know that those cigarettes are worth much more than the change in the cash drawer!"

More than half an hour later, until the police received the alarm, the manager opened the door of the warehouse, and a snail came out.

Although he was cowardly at the critical moment, after learning that the supermarket had lost all the cigarettes, he exploded instantly and reprimanded Su Ya.

Scarlett, who had just calmed down, hid at this critical moment, but the boss who came to play majestic afterwards was also extremely dissatisfied: "Hey, Jeff, if you are really so responsible, why didn't you just stand up and open the damn cash box when I was incapacitated? Why did Sue give the robber a cigarette? Isn't it because she doesn't know the password to the cash register?"

"If you want to talk about me, Su is obviously with the robber!" The two male employees saw Scarlett talking for Su Ya, but they didn't do it: "This damn yellow-skinned monkey not only took the most valuable thing in the store, but also robbed us of a whole month's salary!

Seeing that all the men in the store were pointing the finger at the key person in the matter, this girl who couldn't speak, the police officer frowned, "In fact, there is nothing wrong with this young lady's handling of it." In such a case of armed robbery, it is good that no one is killed. As for the loss, you supermarket should have insurance, right?"

However, the officer's statement was not endorsed by the manager.

He pointed directly to the door and shouted to Su Ya, "You have been fired, now!"

Facing the aggressive manager, Su Ya took a deep breath and silently took off her uniform and put it on the counter.

He asked the police with his eyes, and after getting that he didn't have anything to do with himself, he quickly packed up his personal belongings and strode out of the supermarket.

The midday sun in New York is harsh.

Squinting her eyes, looking at this bustling and bizarre city, Su Ya felt a little depressed in her heart.

not

Unemployed......

"It's not fair! Doing business with you makes me feel disgusting! And guess what? I'm not going to do it, old lady!"

Behind her, with a complaint, Scarlett shook her fat body and ran out of the supermarket scolding.

"Hey, Sue!"

Seeing that Su Ya didn't go far, Scarlett strode up to catch up.

A big fleshy hand pressed on her shoulder, "Ignore those three seedless bastards, thank you for your bravery just now, you know, you saved my life just now!"

Looking at Aunt Scarlett, who had a sincere face, a big smile bloomed on Su Ya's face.

She rolled her eyes and secretly gestured to Scarlett.

The latter's eyes widened after some thought: "You mean, the robber has no Adam's apple, is a woman, and besides, her gun is fake?"

Su Ya nodded deeply.

After reliving the scene in her mind, Scarlett exclaimed: "I just think she's too thin." I thought it was a half-grown child. Thinking about it this way, since he has a gun, he always points a dagger at people...... Oh my God, Sue, you're so observant! You know what? You're just a Sherlock Holmes! You've seen through that, and you're so calm? God, I'm kind of adoring you now!"

Su Ya grinned and didn't speak.

"Okay," Aunt Scarlett muttered for a moment before she spread her hands, "Sue, now that we're all unemployed, what's your next step?" I don't know about you, but I need to raise my five children alone. If you like, we can find a job together. You know, New York isn't a kind place for people of color, and with me, I can take care of you. ”

Tilting her head and thinking about it, Su Ya was a little dazed,

What else can I do in this foreign country that I am not familiar with?

………

Paper base.

The pen in Li Xian's hand was rustling around the letterhead.

"Dear Suya;

I have already heard about your recent situation from Li Jie, and there are many differences between the two in terms of culture and social form. I'm not with you, so take care of yourself. In particular, the United States has poor public security, and it is imperative to ensure its own safety.

I'm all right in the country, don't read it.

It's just a fly in the ointment, those small pickles that you pickled before you leave have all been eaten.

……

I heard Xiaojie say that you desperately want to do something in the United States.

It is good for a person to have their own dreams, and a woman should also have a career of her own. I'm very supportive of that.

If you don't have a clue just yet, start with what you do best.

From north to south, I have also eaten Bafang cuisine. But what worries me the most is the salty side dish.

Although it is difficult to find a fairy-like person like you in heaven and earth, but with all your advantages, I think that your skill in making small pickles is really the best in the world.

I once heard of a strange woman in the business world, who has been like a day for more than ten years, and has become a millionaire by boiling hot sauce. It can be seen that entrepreneurship is big or small, and there is no high or low. There is only the difference between attentiveness and non-intentionality, seriousness and non-seriousness.

I felt that instead of trying to find a direction, I should turn my hobby into a career. In this way, unexpected interest is often obtained.

What do you say?"

Seeing that he had written five pages, but there were more than half of the love words in reply, Li Xian smiled coquettishly.

picked up the phone and called Li Jie.

"Hey, girl, you buy a fax and take it home. What kind of era is this, and you still write letters across the Pacific Ocean, are you stupid? You say, do we need money for those few pages of international faxes?"