It was already night when she returned to the inn, and she was tired and thirsty when she returned to her room, and there was tea on the table, so she poured a cup and drank it, and went to bed.

With his eyes open, he thought about today's events over and over again, but he still didn't understand what was wrong.

She also checked when the package was out of the inn, everything was there, and on the way out of the inn, although people were sometimes crowded, they had never been in close contact.

It is impossible for this thief to take things from the air, and if he has this stunt, I am afraid that he will not succumb to others to be a thief again.

Then there must be contact to make people succeed, Xia Kucao racked his brains to recall, but he denied himself, it couldn't be him, he was righteous and upset for her as a stranger, Xia Kucao didn't believe that he would be this kind of person.

Is this world really like what Aunt Bai said, knowing people and faces, but not hearts?

Thinking of Aunt Bai, Prunella moistened her eyes, and when she looked at what was happening now, she didn't eat the last meal, and she slept tonight and didn't have tomorrow night, so she cried in frustration.

After crying, she felt a lot better, and her eyes were empty, and she made up her mind to say to herself:

"I can't feel sorry for myself like this, I still have goals that have not been achieved, I have hands and feet, what work can not be done, what is entangled?

Xia Kucao clapped his hands and cheered for himself, and his heart was horizontal: "Anyway, I am a person who has nothing, and this money is also left by him with kindness, and the things outside his body are not brought in life, and he is not brought in death, as long as he is alive, everything is possible!"

Thinking like this, he smiled and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, the stomach rumbling woke up the prunella, and the prunella rubbed her eyes, and she lost her sleepiness.

The sun is still hiding under the horizon and does not come out, it looks foggy, plus it is close to the deep mountains, the morning dew is very heavy, and it is a little cold.

Prunella tightened her clothes, went out to the inn for a walk, there were a few bun shops scattered on the street, and there were many people sitting in the store eating, the aroma was bursting, and the fragrance was ten miles, especially in this case of food shortage, Prunella felt that this was an invisible torture.

She had an idea, she had also done kitchen work with Bichen before, although it was not comprehensive, but there was no problem with getting started, I don't know if these shops still need people, she can stay here and work.

Thinking of this, Xia Kucao rushed over, and only when there were few people did she find the proprietress with a smile, the proprietress is a middle-aged woman in her early forties, and her figure is a bit like a bun, which may be the reason for eating buns for a long time!

Xia Kucao looked at the proprietress and said, "Do you still need someone here, I can do it, and I can do the dirty work." ”

She didn't dare to blink her longing eyes, for fear of missing the expression of the proprietress, the proprietress looked at the prunella grass and shook her head:

"Can you carry fifty pounds of noodles and ten drawers of steamers?"

Xia Kucao smiled slightly: "You laughed, don't look at me as thin as a hemp stick, but I have a lot of strength, my body shape is also related to the daily diet, I haven't taken care of myself after a long journey, if you give this opportunity, I am grateful, of course, I can show you my strength immediately." ”

After saying that, Xia Kucao walked into the kitchen, took a deep breath, grabbed the noodle pocket on the corner shelf, pulled it hard, pulled out the noodle pocket and put it on the ground, bent down and tied it into a horse step, and with a strong abdomen, the forehead roared, and the bag rose in response to the sound and was carried on the shoulder.

Prunella was about to turn around proudly to show off to the proprietress when she moved, but she felt top-heavy as soon as she moved, and instantly she fell to the ground with the back of her head, and the noodle bag pressed Prunella's shoulders and banged.

Before Xia Kucao could react, she heard an unceremonious laugh in the whirlwind, Xia Kucao opened her eyes and saw the flowers and branches of the steamed bun proprietress laughing, and her hand pointed at Xia Kucao with a sense of contempt that she had already known:

"Hmph, I see people very accurately, I say you can't do it, you just can't, isn't this asking for hardship?"

Xia Kucao was unconvinced, wanted to refute, but felt that it was unnecessary, the facts were here and she was annoyed, maybe she had been eating irregularly recently, hungry and full, oops, this single is yellow, and she has to think again, otherwise something will happen to her hungry stomach.

Under the domineering eyes of the proprietress, Xia Kucao had to touch her head and walk out the door, and bumped into a person head-on, both of whom exclaimed.

Xia Kucao looked up and bumped into a man, she said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't look at you!"

When the man saw this delicate face, he was slightly sad and sad, his voice was weak and boneless, and his pitiful appearance was completely different from the girls in his own family, and his heart was like a cat scratch, and he liked it very much.

When he heard such a polite number again, he suddenly squirmed and chuckled: "It doesn't matter, I accidentally bumped into you!"

A pig's hand reached out from the back of the prunella grass and grabbed the ear of the man opposite, who exclaimed in pain: "What are you doing, let it go!"

The proprietress sounded in her deep voice behind her: "Okay, you eat soft rice, you dare to look at a woman in front of the old lady, you can't go wrong in your own house, and if you want to bump, her eyes are crooked, what does it have to do with you!"

The man grinned and hurriedly took the initiative to flatter: "Yes, yes, you're right, I didn't have eyebrows, she was wrong, she should apologize, okay?"

Xia Kucao sighed and shook his head to leave a sentence, and walked out of the door calmly: "I've already said sorry, not everyone is the same as you think, so disgusting, even if he wants to frown, I don't bother to take care of him!"

The proprietress was furious when she heard this: "Alas, what do you mean, you are still pretending to be tall, of course my man is full of charm, you are a begging for food, it is strange not to hook up with my man!"

Xia Kucao didn't reply, her words were very hurtful, but there was no need to be more serious, otherwise wouldn't it be a shrew to scold the street if she quarreled on the street?

As the old saying goes, the prime minister can hold the boat in his belly, so let her be the prime minister today.

The proprietress of the shop next door whispered to her husband: "Sai Jinhua's problem is made again, and she goes crazy when she sees a good-looking girl." ”

"Hehe, it's not, when her man is really bad for three lifetimes, he can't beat, scold, or rest!"

"Alas, can I beat and scold and rest what you say?"

"No, no, how can I hurt you!"

"That's like a word, warn you, don't hook up with those foxes, or I'll pick your skin too!"

Xia Kucao felt funny in her heart when she heard these words, this married woman's thinking pattern is really different from ordinary people, why should women belittle women!

This street may not be able to stay, and being so troubled doesn't it make people have a handle, forget it, go to another street, thinking so, Xia Kucao turned all the way down West Street, bent the road to find a lively market, and carefully looked for information such as recruitment notices all the way.

After reading it for a while, I was a little puzzled, it was a post that nine of them were recruiting carpenters, doing handicraft work, and Xia Wither looked at his hands, this bite of rice may not be eaten.

There is also a cloth processing and dyeing, Prunella stared at the post, looked carefully, and only wrote an address on it, and did not explain the treatment and so on.

However, this is not a way to live, since looking for a shop along the street to work as a coolie was rejected, it is better to try to work in a cloth factory.

Xia Kuicao tilted her head and bit her lip to cheer herself up, although she had not been in contact with it, but as long as she was studious, she should be able to get started soon.

Thinking about it this way, I memorized the address, and carefully distinguished, heh, it's not too far from where I am now, so let's try it.

The bluestone path is still a bit uneven, and there is a little water, which may have been left by the rain a few days ago, and the distance between the houses is quite close, almost narrow.

Xia Kucao looked at this long path and retreated a little, she was some distance away from the main road, and she didn't see anyone for such a long time, but the house number pointed the way.

Xia Kucao couldn't help but say to herself: "Do you want to give up now, how can you feel a little biased, is it that the factory deliberately chose to be in a hidden place in order not to pay taxes?"

The foot took a step forward, and retracted, and took a step forward, and retracted, and the summer withered grass looked around, and there was really no one, strange.