Chapter 2 Foothold

The gray-clothed guy at the door saw Cha Zhi go in and thought she was going to buy something, so he happily followed in.

I thought, sure enough, the boss said "people can't be good-looking", don't think you can't afford it if you don't dress well, the guy thought to himself.

"Shopkeeper, are you still short of pastry chefs here?" Cha Zhi walked to the counter and said to a woman in pink.

It seems to be a little rusty and nervous, and his voice is immature and crisp, but it is much better than his rough voice before.

The woman in pink who was cleaning up the ledger looked up when she heard the sound and looked at Chazhi who was standing not far from her, only to see her standing soft and weak, speaking tactfully and timidly. A coarse blue dress had been torn in several places, and her hair was a little messy. But on his dirty face, he has a pair of eyes that seem to be able to speak, black pupils, long and curled eyelashes, and his eyeballs are swaying with the question, which looks very smart. I look at you casually, and my eyes seem to be talking to you.

He looked like he was sixteen or seventeen years old, his aura around him was very gentle, he spoke methodically, and a pair of slender hands rubbed against each other, as if he was a little nervous.

"Hmm." The woman in pink looked at it for a while, and then nodded for a long time.

What does um mean? Are you happy or dissatisfied with yourself? Doesn't it look like it yourself, well... Beggar?

Cha Zhi couldn't help but think wildly.

Looking at the girl in front of her looking at herself suspiciously, the woman in pink pursed her lips and smiled, and came out of the counter. "Are you looking for a place to stay in my shop?" The woman in pink said.

"Yes, but I know some tricks and pastry, and I won't live in vain." Cha Zhi is telling the truth, so her expression is very serious, and she has a lot of skills.

"Oh?" The woman in pink seemed to have a question and glanced at Cha Zhi. "So where are you from?" I don't look like a person from Beijing. ”

The woman in pink is not in a hurry to ask her what skills she knows, but first of all, her life experience must be clean, and she needs to know that there are many prisoners who have escaped now, and she can't afford the crime of harboring prisoners, and her family can't afford it, and she doesn't blame her for thinking too much. Somewhat "excessive".

has been in the sales industry for so many years, looking at the face of the woman in pink, where does Chazhi not know what she is considering? If that were the case, I would have starved to death. The head quickly thought about the next words, and Cha Zhi slowly spoke: "I'm from over there." Saying that, he stretched out his finger and pointed to the place where he woke up, and then came: "There was a drought in my hometown this year, my parents died early, and I survived by relying on the supplies of my neighbors in the countryside. It's a pity, it's a pity.. .. Hey".

Speaking of this, Chazhi's eyes are slightly red, this is half-true, orphans are always true, so the tears are not just coming. But the woman in pink on the side didn't know whether it was true or not, she only felt that this child was really bitter.

Just looking at her thin fingers and figure, you know that she has not been good, coupled with dirty clothes and hair, it is not difficult to believe that she is fleeing, the direction pointed is the south of the city to the front, there is a "Lanjia Village" where the people are hard, their husbands are people there, the road is very far, but only after marrying themselves came to the prosperous place of the capital.

The woman in pink only felt that what she said was true, it seemed that she was a good child with a good heart, a good memory and a hard time, and then looked at her red eyes and couldn't help but soften a little, and without waiting for Chazhi to continue speaking, she said: "Good boy, I know you feel uncomfortable, but since you escaped, you will live well, and you will have the opportunity to go to Lanjia Village to see it in the future. ”

The woman in pink didn't think much about why Cha Zhi didn't say the name of the village just now, but she didn't want to talk about it because she was uncomfortable, so she opened her mouth to comfort her.

It turned out that there were really people living there, Chazhi breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, fortunately, there was no one over there, and fortunately, this woman didn't ask much, otherwise she would continue to make up stories...

"Thank you, sister, I want to live well, but I'm penniless now, and I finally came out but I don't know where to go." Cha Zhi said with a somewhat helpless face, and this is Bo Sympathy, no way, for the sake of life, hey!

"My province, my province, in the future, don't think too much that this is your home, I will treat you well in the future." The woman in pink had liked Chazhi at the beginning, but now she understands where she still doesn't want to, so she hurriedly comforts her. Anyway, raising more people is still something they can raise in Lanfu, not to mention that Chazhi and craftsmanship are what she thinks she likes.

"You can call me Mrs. Lan in the future."

"Huh?" Cha Zhi leaked a surprised expression.

Mrs. Lan thought she was unwilling, so she asked, "What's wrong?" But are you not used to this name? “。

"No, no," Cha Zhi hurriedly waved his hand. I see that my wife is the same age as me, so it was my negligence to call you sister. Cha Zhi explained.

In fact, Chazhi saw that this woman was in her early twenties, although she was well-maintained, she still had some wrinkles on her face, and her appearance was beautiful. In the heart that everyone likes to listen to good words but doesn't like to be pretentious, Cha Zhi decided to vaguely boast about his future "boss".

Sure enough, I saw this Mrs. Lan take out a pink handkerchief to cover her mouth and smiled: "I saw that you were honest, but I didn't expect your mouth to be so sweet, I forgot to ask, what should I call you?" ”。

When I heard this Mrs. Lan just say about Lanjia Village, Chazhi had already thought of the name, and in the future, Chazhi disappeared forever.

So he said, "Mrs. Lan just call me Laneige." Cha Zhi said with a coquettish smile. The eyes are bright and the teeth are white, and the two rows of teeth are white and neat, especially the two pear vortex shake Mrs. Delan was stunned.