"Woo woo woo ......"

Desperate to bite low, the cries hovered overhead, blocked by the cobweb-like streets, desperate.

Lian Xiaoshou paused, and then knocked on the old moldy door.

Tuk tuk.

There was silence in the room, followed by a series of staggering footsteps.

The wooden door hung with rusty iron hooks that creaked between pulls, and the light behind the door was dim, revealing only half of his face.

The young girl's eyes were wary, and her hand was still against the door, "Who are you?" ”

Lian Xiao noticed the girl's red and swollen eyes, as well as the similarity of Xiao on her facial features, pursed her lips and smiled: "My name is Lian Xiao, and I am here to visit Aunt Juan." ”

"Oh." The girl seemed to have heard of her, but she was not very enthusiastic, lowered her eyes to cover the redness and swelling of her eyes, turned around and opened the door, and whispered, "Come in, my mother is in the house." ”

Even smiled and nodded, didn't care about the other party's attitude, carrying a net of things, as soon as she entered the door, she saw Aunt Juan wearing a gray and white cotton jacket curled up on a small stool, her hair was scattered, and her face was still stained with tears.

"Aunt Juan, I'm not busy." Lian Xiao pressed the other party's hand handing the water, and said seriously: "Is there a problem in your family?" ”

Aunt Juan moved the corners of her mouth, she didn't want the juniors to see the jokes, but a pair of black and white eyes of the upper girl, the ghost made her feel sour, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.

It turned out that Aunt Juan was injured yesterday and rested at home, and the house leak happened to rain overnight, and her daughter, who was supposed to work in a canned food processing factory, stumbled back, saying that she was fired from the factory.

"This group of black-hearted and rotten things, I used to let the osmanthus take it here and there, and it was all cheap, and now she is off the job, and she is actually going to sell her to the widower of the dead mother-in-law, I ...... Even if I take my whole family to die, I won't let them succeed, ah, this thief God......"

Aunt Juan's hoarse voice was like moss growing in the darkest corner, dark and distorted in this narrow alley of less than 20 square meters.

This was actually very common in the late 80s.

The old and new enterprises have not been replaced, and both peasants and workers in both urban and rural areas have been hit hard.

Dragging families with mouths, selling children and daughters, and eating the blood and blood of relatives to survive and catch their breath abound.

Lian Xiao faced the wave for the first time, and a trace of depression was added to his heart.

She noticed that the young girl had been sitting on a low stool with her back on her back, clutching a handful of wilted leafy greens in her hand, picking out the remaining parts of it little by little.

The thin light outside the house was little by little dark......

Lian Xiao closed his eyes fiercely, and with a strong hand, he clenched the woman's rough palm, and suddenly said loudly: "Aunt Juan, are you willing to open a shop with me and sell pork offal." I'm too busy when the stall grows, so if you want, how about a salary of 20 yuan a month? ”

These words were prepared when they came, but now they smell like they are in ruin.

Aunt Juan and Osmanthus in the house were stunned.

"You want to please...... We? Open a shop? The muscles on Aunt Juan's face trembled a little with the voice, and finally she couldn't hold it anymore, grabbed Lian Xiao's hand against her forehead, bent her spine deeply, and cried bitterly, "Thank you, thank you, even the girl, my aunt and Osmanthus owe you a great favor in this life......"

Coming out of the alley, Lian Xiao raised his eyes to look at the clear sky, and let out a deep breath.

The tears on the back of her hand still lingered, and even if she knew that it was a novel, she still couldn't remain indifferent.