Chapter 3 Work
"My parents divorced a long time ago, and I only have my father. He doesn't care much about me. I smiled and replied calmly.
Hearing my answer, Qian Lulu's face changed, and her previous doubts turned into surprise, and then she had a little more understanding.
"Ah, that's right...... I'm so sorry. But...... Then you won't be without doing your homework. You don't go home every day and play on the computer, do you?"
"I have a two-year-old sister to take care of. Seeing Qian Lulu keep asking, I had to find a reason to perfunctory again. This reason was very powerful, and less than three seconds after I spoke, her face changed again, and her face was a little softer.
"This way, ......" Although the content is still the same, this time, Qian Lulu is obviously much softer.
And since that time, Qian Lulu no longer refuses me to copy her homework, but asks me not to copy it, but to revise it somewhat.
so as not to be discovered by the teacher.
The life of the third year of high school is busy and monotonous, and the only color is the more and more cute little Jiaqi.
As the days went by, Jiaqi grew day by day, and my high school career gradually came to an end.
And with one big and small exam after another, I know that the last battle of high school - the college entrance examination will also come.
When I think of the college entrance examination, I am worried again.
First of all, I was a little worried about my grades. This is inevitable, because as long as you are a high school student, you will hope that you can do well in the college entrance examination and be admitted to a prestigious university. But because my grades at that time were really not ideal, and the ranking has always been relatively low, I was also very worried that I would fail the college entrance examination. At that time, my father's high goal was for me to be admitted to at least one or two universities, and the bottom line was not to go to a junior college.
So the pressure on my studies is very huge.
In addition, I am more worried about my college entrance examination. If I go to college, what will Jiaqi do? I can't bring her to college with me, right?
In addition to that, I also started to face a tough problem as time went on. That is, I have less and less money.
Because Jiaqi grew up, I spent more and more money on her, snacks, clothes, toys, and nearly 1,000 yuan or so of Aunt Bao Juan's care expenses every month, all of which were rapidly consuming my money pocket.
By the end of the first half of my senior year, I had less than 2,000 yuan left in my savings.
That's when I knew that the limit of my care for Jiaqi was coming.
I already have a vague premonition that the day when I and Jiaqi will be separated is getting closer and closer.
I didn't want to say goodbye to Jiaqi like this, so in order to get some money to take care of Jiaqi, I also made up lies to deceive my father. For example, the school wants to make donations, for example, the school has to pay for a new batch of teaching materials, or for example, a classmate has a birthday party and I want to give a gift, etc. Even though I started making up all sorts of excuses to cheat my dad out of his money, my money was still decreasing.
The main reason is still Jiaqi. She's like a bottomless pit, and no matter how much money I put in, I can't fill her.
Since the first time I picked up Jiaqi, Jiaqi has been sick a total of four times, and each time it cost me a lot of money. Then I bought toys for Jiaqi and spent a certain amount of money.
Although I volunteered to spend a lot of money for toys, such as the dolls and blocks, such as the glowing colored balls. But when I left her alone in an underground warehouse, I had to buy these toys to pass the time.
Otherwise, she would definitely cry and make trouble.
Children love to play.
What's more, I have to spend money myself. Although I've been saving a lot since I picked up Jiaqi, I still need to spend money. For example, buy some basic stationery, buy some exam papers and exercises for college entrance examination review, and so on.
For these reasons, the last winter break of high school, although it was very short, was very painful for me.
At the beginning of the winter vacation, I calculated an account, and I found that I had spent more than 20,000 yuan on raising Jiaqi until she was more than two years old. This money includes the more than 10,000 yuan I have survived, the expenses I usually save from my pocket money, and the money I cheated from my father in various ways.
But in the end, I still can't make ends meet, my money is still getting less and less, and I know that one day, my money will be so small that I can't even live on my own.
I don't know how long I can keep Jiaqi. But I think those days are numbered.
Because of this, one day during the winter vacation, I suddenly had the idea of going to work to earn money.
Although the winter vacation is only a few days, this idea gave me the urge to give it a try. Because I was 18 years old at that time, I could actually go to work if I counted my age.
It's just that I don't really know where to find a temporary job. Therefore, the idea of part-time work was only in the stage of thinking in the first few days of winter vacation, and it was not put into practice.
It wasn't until the afternoon of the fourth day of winter vacation that I stood on the windowsill of my home and saw a recycling plant not far away, and I suddenly thought that I might be able to try it and make a little money.
Actually, I really hate places like the recycling depot because it's so dirty and smelly. But sometimes people have no choice when they are cornered. That's how I got to the recycling plant.
In the recycling plant, I saw an old man with gray hair sitting in front of a pile of cans with a hammer and constantly smashing cans.
At that time, I was also in a nervous mood and walked up in small steps.
"This master...... I'd like to ask if there's any work for me here?"
I was really sweating nervously, and it was the first time in my life that I tried to work part-time.
At that time, the old man happened to smash a tin can, and when he heard my question, he turned his head to look at me.
"What, you're looking for a job?" Obviously, the old man was surprised to see me come to a place like a recycling plant to find work at a young age, "What are you doing here at such a young age?"
"This ...... Master, I have something to do with money, I don't know if there is a job for me to do? If not, forget it......" I felt my face hot again.
Damn, why is this face so unusable?
Hearing my unspeakable explanation, the old man listened for a long time before he said, "Then let's do it, you come and smash these jars and smash them for 5 cents." ”
I looked in front of the old man's seat, and there was a small hill made of tin cans.
Each tin can is the size of a bucket.
The old man handed me a hammer, clapped his hands and said, "Do you want to do it?" If you want to, you can smash it, if you don't want it, forget it, there is no other work to be done here. ”
I was really surprised to see the pile full of jars.
Smash a jar for 5 cents?
I was swallowing my saliva at the time, thinking that if I was faster, maybe I could smash dozens of them, so I nodded to the old man with the mentality of trying it out, and said, "Okay, I'll do it." ”
Then I took a hammer and started to go up and smash the tin cans and drums.
But I regretted it as soon as I knocked it, Nima's is simply harder than a stone, how can it be flattened?
I took a sledgehammer and knocked it around, and in the end I just knocked a good tin can into the shape of those twisted objects in Picasso's work, but it was not very flat. The jar didn't smash flat, but my hand hurt hotly, especially in the cold winter, and the pain was even more piercing.
"Smash from the side. Seeing my movements, the old man seemed to be unable to sit still, and finally came forward to give a point, and then took my hammer to demonstrate.
I felt extremely embarrassed to see the old man holding a hammer and smashing it all together on the tin can, causing the tin can to quickly sink down.
After more than ten years of pampering, my strength is not as good as an old man.
"Master, let me try it. "Seeing the old man's movements, I made up my mind and decided to try again.
That afternoon, I smashed an afternoon's tin cans at the recycling plant, smashed more than 60 in total, and earned 31 yuan.
When I got home that evening, I could barely hold my chopsticks with red blisters between my hands.
Thinking of the pitiful 31 dollars in my pocket, I really wanted to cry without tears. With such a small amount of money, it is not enough to even buy half a pack of diapers for Jiaqi.
But I couldn't help it, in order to get some more money, I could only endure the severe pain in my hands.
For the next few days, I tried to smash tin cans to make money, and after a week and made more than 250 yuan, I still gave up. Because I've never done this kind of hard work, I really can't stand this kind of torture. At the end of that week, my hands were almost useless, and I couldn't lift them in bed in pain.
Fortunately, my father didn't come home in those days, otherwise I would have been in trouble to ask.
Part-time jobs are just a small episode of the winter break. The focus of the winter vacation is actually the New Year, and the New Year has to talk about the New Year's money. During the winter vacation that year, in addition to the more than 200 yuan I earned from temporary hard work, I still got about 2,000 yuan of New Year's money, which was a slight relief of my financial shortage.
But I know that there is an upper age limit for New Year's money. There will come a time when I will never get any New Year's money again. And when that day comes, I'm afraid I really won't be able to raise Jiaqi.
Because it was the last winter vacation of high school, the time was very short, so except for my part-time job and two relatives got some New Year's money, there was not much happened, just like that, the last vacation of high school went away like this, and I finally went to the last semester before the college entrance examination.
The second half of the third year of high school.
In that short period of more than 100 days, many stories happened that I will never forget in my life.
And it was on that day that I finally faced the choice of having to give up Jiaqi, and said the words that I was unwilling to say anyway, but I had no choice but to do it.
"Goodbye, Jiaqi. ”