My relationship with my grandfather Fang Jide was on the same page in the early years, and I once vowed never to go back to that home. Anyway, I'm not afraid of him when I have money. Later, I really couldn't stand my grandmother's soft grinding, probably because I sent money back, Fang Jide answered me every time I called my grandmother, and said a few words to me.

I knew too well about the relationship between Fang Jide and my grandmother, and I knew what kind of torture my stalemate would bring to my grandmother, so it slowly eased later.

After I went out to work, I never thought about the future. Since then, I have had the idea of going back and opening a store and living a peaceful life.

Although I also had money in my hand at that time, once I had the idea of leaving, I wanted to make more money.

I wanted to start with Fu Yankai, but who is Fu Yankai and where can he get me money?

The few years I spent with him were exchanging my youth for the comfortable life he gave me. Sure enough, I didn't find any way out from him. I have a stubborn personality and love face, so I feel that I can't get off the stage. was angry and aggrieved in his heart, so he simply tore his face with Fu Yankai.

So that time I went to that private club to sit on the stage, and I was also a risk.

I heard that the club has a large-scale event, which requires a large number of young ladies, and if you are lucky, you can get tens of thousands of dollars a day. The people in that field are either rich or expensive, there are many perverted rich people, they are disgusting, and they are tired of playing with Guan-style service.

I didn't dare to go, but at that time, for the sake of money, I thought about it later, and I was good and whitewashed. Gritted his teeth and endured for a week. I'm not so scared.

However, it is also unlucky for people to drink cold water and stuff their teeth. I trained there for a few days, and I didn't make much money, so I first encountered the anti-pornography.

I heard that the sweep was very strong, and many hotels with a big background and a big background suffered heavy losses, and everyone was in danger. I was caught by the anti-pornography team in the hotel, and squatted in a row against the corner of the wall with many escort ladies.

The police called for all the lights to be turned off, and the headlights were turned on, and the lobby was white. There are no dark lights to hide the shame of the sex industry, and one by one they bury their heads in their legs.

Although it was very dangerous, after all, the hotel was crowded and chaotic. Because there were too many people involved, the ladies just lined up with their heads in their hands. Later, somehow, when I got into the police car through the side door through the corridor, the electric gate was suddenly pulled, and it was pitch black everywhere, only the faint light of the emergency lights in the corridor.

I chuckled in my heart and knew my chance had come. Relying on my familiarity with the hotel, I took advantage of the chaos to walk down the fork in the road, just in time to catch a glimpse of a woman kicking down a policeman at the corner of the hallway, leaning against the wall and looking around.

The policeman who had fallen to the ground kept calling the woman's name, and his tone was still very concerning. It is estimated that it is awareness. But the woman was really ruthless, and I don't know if the floor was slippery or heavy, anyway, the policeman didn't get up several times.

This kind of scene is chaotic, there are three religions and nine streams, and I didn't make a fuss, thinking that this woman seems to be able to punch and kick, and she knows the police, and there must be a way to escape, so I rushed over and pulled her and hid to the side. The policeman didn't catch up, and I vaguely guessed that this woman might be new and unfamiliar with the hotel. In a few words, I told her that I knew how to run, and I was also a fallen person at the end of the world, and the woman didn't say much. The two of them stumbled and really escaped.

When we got out of the hotel, we didn't dare to show up, so we found a small hotel and hid for about half a month, and we had no money on us. Later, I also called Fu Yankai for help, but his phone has not been able to get through, I called his home once I received a call, and he briefly said that he is in trouble now, and he will go to me in the future.

Anyway, we have heard a lot of this kind of talk, and we don't know whether Fu Yankai is true or not, and when something happens in this kind of field, no one can take care of anyone. I didn't dare to count on him anymore, and I was really afraid of being caught. The ID card and bank card were all in the place where I used to live, so I quietly touched it back, packed up my things and ran away.

The scene of the anti-pornography was the one in the photo Zhang Bailiang gave me, Fu Yankai standing at the door of the hotel. I always thought that Fu Yankai was stumped by something else, but I didn't expect him to be at the scene at the time.

Tossed by this incident, I felt that turning back was the only way to go, and I wanted to go home and open a small storefront and live a plain life.

I went out before I was eighteen years old, and after six or seven years of wandering, I returned to my hometown from the bright city with discouragement.

My grandparents treated me like a peer of the same age as me in the village, and they even started to introduce people on blind dates. I don't want to get married, it's just that the Fang family can't raise an old girl at home, which is not a face-saving thing for Fang Jide.

It's an important treatment I've never enjoyed in my life, and it's ridiculous to say that if they took such good care of me when I was a teenager, I would have gotten to where I am today?

No, maybe it's because I've come to this day that the Fang family takes care of me like this. I can't even remember how much the Fang family has benefited from me over the years.

As soon as my grandmother saw me going to the garden to pick vegetables and take a bucket to carry water, she ran over and shouted, Ah Qing, don't get your clothes dirty and break your hands. I sometimes look at her short and slightly hunched back and think back when I was a child. The teenage girl who got up before dawn to pick and wash vegetables, put them in a big basket in the back seat of the bicycle, and swayed left and right to sell them at the market, is it really me who is now pampered and treated like a guest by them?

At the same age, others are still simple and pretty, college students who have not been graduated long ago.

I, as for myself, have been stained with worldliness and filth.