"Little River in My Hometown" is my "masterpiece" in this mentality. After I finished writing, I personally went to the Chinese teacher's office and handed it to him respectfully.

I thought he would praise me like "The Climb", but the Chinese teacher returned the manuscript to me the next day. I picked it up and looked at it, and I saw that the back of the essay read: Don't be too proud, focus on improving your academic performance.

I was very unconvinced after reading it, because I thought that "Little River in My Hometown" was well written, so I let the students circulate it after class. Of course, after reading it, some of the students said that it was good, and some said that it was bad, and they were indifferent.

Our Chinese teacher was supposed to ring a wake-up call to me, but I didn't know that my proud heart hadn't changed in the slightest. So much so that I encountered a lot of bumps in the road of life later in life. "Humility benefits, full of losses" is an unbreakable truth in life.

A few days after I entered the Henan Hotel, the hotel's business suddenly became busy. My cousin was probably afraid that he would not be able to keep busy, so he hired another girl to help out at the restaurant.

She was not so much a girl as a woman, though she was only twenty-six or seventeen years old. Because she was dressed very plainly, she wore a gray jacket on her upper body, a blue jeans on her lower body, and a pair of very old sneakers on her feet.

At the same time, she is dressed like a man. There is a somewhat old-fashioned face under the short curly hair, and there are a lot of fleshy bumps on the skin, and the color is also a little black and red.

She looked like she might be forty years old, or married, or have children.

My guess was not wrong. When she was not there, Wang Tonghe told me that the girl's name was Li Airong, and she was in the same village as him, and she was a distant cousin of his wife.

When she was seventeen or eighteen years old, she worked as a young lady in Chenghai for a few years, earned some money, and then went home and got married. She married into a market town near us, which was doing business on the streets.

If you want to marry into such a family, you should be transferred to the blessed nest. However, she had a very bad temper and often quarreled with her newly married husband. Later, I don't know why the two of them quarreled again, and the man actually committed suicide by hanging himself after the quarrel.

In this case, she has not yet given birth to a child and has no choice but to return to her parents' home. An experience like hers can be considered a tragic one. In the dead of night, her husband's appearance before his death would surely appear in front of her eyes.

Therefore, as soon as she entered the hotel, she rarely spoke, and just worked silently.

Don't underestimate her, her popularity is good. The day after she arrived, a lot of girls came looking for her. Most of the girls were dressed up in fancy clothes, and they looked like fairies.

One of the girls caught my eye. Her name is Meng Li. At first glance, I thought it was in a dream. The girl had a small baby face, crooked eyebrows, long eyelashes, and a pair of single eyelids that were not striking but were very dexterous;

Her two eyes were like lentils, always rolling in their sockets, observing everything around her from time to time.

On that day, she wore a dark red duck down jacket, a pink scarf around her neck, high heels on her feet, and her slender figure, she looked so beautiful and moving.

After a few words of greeting Li Airong, she greeted me very affectionately. We didn't talk for a few words, like old acquaintances who had been reunited for a long time. She said she loved to sing, and I said so did I.

Then, she asked me when I was free to go to the karaoke hall with her and sing a few songs. I said, after nine o'clock in the evening. After making an appointment, she talked to Li Airong for a while and left.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the girl was waiting for me in front of the hotel. We found a karaoke hall not far from the Henan Hotel. The karaoke hall was set up on an open floor with a pink canopy on an iron frame.

At one end of the tent there was a large TV with two large speakers on either side of the TV and a DVD player underneath.

In front of the TV, there are rows of orange plastic chairs, neatly lined up. When we came, there were already a few people singing there.

But listening to those people singing was unbearable. Because they're always out of tune. Readers, you should know that out-of-tune songs have a long after-note and are so loud that they can give you goosebumps when they reach your ears in the air.

Finally, when they finished singing, Mengli and I picked up the microphone. I sang a song "Silly Sister" and she sang a song "Red Rain".

I saw her tilting her head, closing her eyes slightly, her chest falling together, and the hand that didn't hold the microphone waved up and down from time to time, and a touching voice came out from her red and beautiful red lips: "Ah, red rain, red rain, how can I believe and give myself to you-"

I listened to it so fascinated that I felt like I was out of my body.

After that song was sung, I asked her to sing it again. She had just picked up the microphone again when she saw a girl beckoning to her outside. Through the reddish light of the karaoke canopy, I could see that the girl was even more beautiful than Mengli.

Meng Li put down the microphone and walked out. The girl muttered a few words beside her, and they got up and walked away together. "Why don't you even say hello. I complained and walked out of the tent and returned to the Henan Hotel dejectedly.

The next day, I asked Li Airong about Mengli's place of work and said that I would go to her when I was free. According to Li Airong, the girl worked as a waitress at a food stall.

The food stalls are not too large, and they are also set up in the open air. When I went, Na Mengli was pouring wine for the guests. When she saw me, she hurriedly put down her wine glass and greeted me.

"How did you find me?" I asked Li Airong. "Don't come to me again," she said solemnly, "and our boss won't let the fellows come to us." "Why?" I asked.

"Don't ask why. Anyway, you just don't come back. She said as she shoved me out. I walked to the side of the road and turned back a little unwillingly.

She was already a few meters away from me, and when she saw me turn around, she hurriedly waved her hand and urged: "Let's go!

I pushed my bike and walked down the street in frustration. I felt like I was "out of love" again. The red lights on both sides of the road, the beautiful songs that came from the air from time to time, and some miscellaneous messy noises all came into my eyes and into my ear drums, which made me upset.

Suddenly, I found a reason to comfort myself, could it be that she was posturing, and by the way, I would come back to her tomorrow.

The next day, I went to find Meng Li again. Like yesterday, she kicked me out again.

The third day is still the same.

On the fourth day, when I went there again, one of her colleagues told me that she was gone. I asked her where she had gone, and the girl said, "I don't know." Then, I returned to the Henan Hotel dejectedly.

At noon the next day, my cousin came over from my cousin-in-law. As soon as he saw me, he asked, "Are you going to find Mengli after work these days?" "Do you know what she does?"

"I don't know. "Miss. Do you know?" "What does Miss do?" "My silly brother, you're such a nerd that you don't even know what Miss does. To put it bluntly, it is X woman, X woman, who makes money by selling her body. ”

"Impossible. I don't believe it. "What is impossible? Anything is possible. "Even so, they deserve sympathy. I said.

"Worthy of sympathy?" my cousin glanced at me with disdain, "If people like them deserve sympathy, then everyone in the world deserves sympathy." They are all cheap by themselves, trying to enjoy themselves, and the ghosts will sympathize with them. ”

As soon as I heard my cousin's words, my heart suddenly fell into a deep valley again. In my heart, that Mengli is so pure and lovely, and her singing "Red Rain" is so poignant and moving. It's hard for me to equate a girl who sings so well with an X girl.

The cousin obviously saw my thoughts, "I was afraid that I wouldn't give up, so I said, "Do you know why Mengli left that food stall?"

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