This street is known as Mihua Road. In the eastern district of Xilin City, it is a well-known gold sales place.

On both sides of the road, as always, the lights are green. Bungalow snack shop, black Internet café, game machine room. In addition, from time to time, women also come and go in suspicious barber shops, foot baths and other places.

Of course, there are also men standing in the streets and alleys, looking out cautiously. When you see a cold one like her, she is not stingy to give winks or colors...

Qin Jing ignored the glitz and hustle and bustle around him. He walked through this road with a calm face. At this time, just go through a few more alleys, and you will be home.

Luckily, there is only one family member left, so there is no need to worry about dinner.

The girl thought to herself...

It's just that an equally down-and-out man appeared in front of him to block the way.

"Xiaoqing, can you lend me some money?" The man snorted and spoke.

He is Qin Jing's neighbor, and the two still had some friendship in the past.

Qin Jing was silent for a moment, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Xiaolin." I don't have any money, if you don't mind, come to my house for a meal. ”

The man smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Thank you, Xiaoqing." I should have known. ”

Next, the two were speechless and passed by.

The girl's calm mood set off ripples.

Confusion flashed in his eyes, and his steps became heavy.

Speaking of which, she is no different from him, they are just poor creatures struggling at the bottom of this world. The difference is that there is still hope for her. And he didn't...

Qin Jing knew it.

In this world, for women, there is a bottom line of survival. As long as you are close to adulthood and have a lot of strength, at least you can survive on your own. As for men, this is not the case.

A man who lacks productivity will not have any bottom line for survival. Once you fall, there is an endless abyss under your feet.

"Should I be glad to be born a girl..."

With her thoughts in mind, the girl crossed the road, and when she came to the entrance of another alley, the bustle and hustle and bustle in front of her dissipated. The sound in my ears, with the footsteps, is getting farther and farther away...

Then, when she turned a few more alleys. After walking a little further, we came to a low brick house covered with moss.

Knock knock...

Qin Jing reached out and knocked on the door.

"Xiaoqing?" Behind the tattered door panels, an old voice was heard.

"Grandma." Qin Jing shouted.

With a creak, the door opened. An old man with withered white hair stood trembling in front of the door. smiled kindly at Qin Jing and said, "The rice is ready, let's eat..."

Qin Jing snorted and walked sideways into the house. The old man bent over his waist and led the door.

The sight of darkness in front of you.

As a dim lamp lit up, a dim light was injected into the small space...

Just like the outside, the inside of the house is extremely cold. The jet-black walls were covered with cracks. Large patches of red brick fruit are exposed.

A set of rotten wooden tables and chairs, two wooden beds, and a stack of laundry stacked at the head of the bed. At the foot of the bed there are pots and pans, and a small stove...

Qin Jing picked up a clay bowl with a notch from the ground, scooped up some water from the water tank next to him, and soaked it. Then scoop up a bowl of porridge from the crockpot on the stove.

She threw up her head and drank.

Comfortable...

The girl made an intoxicated sound. A bowl of rice porridge actually gave her the feeling of coming to life. Compared to those snacks, meals are much more stomach-nourishing...

Then she scooped another bowl and squatted on her own door, lost in thought.

In his mind, his figure kept flashing.

Before you know it, time passes. In the blink of an eye, the pottery bowl in his hand had been empty for a long time.

The night is getting deeper.

Qin Jing stood up. Suddenly, I noticed that at the corner of the dark alley around me, there seemed to be a middle-aged woman in a hurry walking out quickly...