When it came time to actually deal with the guests, Qian was still embarrassed. The first group of guests Qian came into contact with were civilized people, and there was no rude behavior and vulgar language. After the guests were seated, Qian walked over and stood next to the guests in a low voice, asking what they needed. The sound of music buried Qian's faint voice, and the guests did not hear her question. Qian stood awkwardly next to her for a moment, and then regained the courage to ask again. As long as the guest had orange juice and water, Qian carefully wrote down the things the guest wanted on the notepad, trotted to deliver everything to the guest with a tray, and handed it to the guest with both hands. It was the first time she had dealt with a guest head-on, and it wasn't as scary as she had imagined, but it took a long time for her pounding heart to regain its composure.

This is life, this is life. There are countless firsts to go through. There is no warning, only to bear it with a head and face, whether it is bitter or sweet. Qian is the experiencer of her own life, life tests her, and she is honing her life. Qian is a girl who is not good at talking but is good at thinking. She is very intelligent, although she is young, but she can read words, and she often quietly watches others do things, thinking about what she should do. There are all kinds of people in the bar, there are serious people who are just for entertainment, and there are also people who are not pure for the purpose of disappointment.

Many people buy alcohol just to get drunk and stimulate hormones to vent wantonly. Qian is not as charming as other waiters, but she is a little more pure. There are a lot of abusive and trash men who like to tease Qian who is new to the world. Maybe in the eyes of those people, they have long been tired of women who have been in the scene for a long time, and feel that their laughter and tenderness are contaminated with the smell of wind and dust. Although he is not clean, he always wants to find something clean to cover up his dirty heart. And these happen to have all of them. Young, pure, clean.

After a long time, many customers who often come to the bar buy alcohol and choose to buy wine. Qian has also adapted to the clothes that made her uncomfortable at first, and she has slowly become accustomed to being surrounded by a bunch of stinky men and pushed around as objects. She learned to drink. Here, a lot of things are the first for her. Sometimes the guests would get her drunk, sometimes they would drag her to the dance floor and force her to dance, but she wouldn't, being pulled around like a puppet. There are many things that she can't think or not, those people don't need thinking women, they need puppets, slaves to emotions, or just a vase-like plaything. When habits become natural, everything becomes a matter of course. Qian accepted her fate, she is an authentic rural girl, with no outstanding appearance, no knowledge, no background, only parents who are waiting for money to see a doctor, as long as she does not sell her body, there is nothing she can't do. She's already out of the way.

When a person lets go of everything, nothing will daunt her. It is not uncommon for unscrupulous guests to slip money into her revealing clothes and take the opportunity to touch her white and tender breasts. There are also people who pour her wine, the more she drinks, the more the guests pay, in order to earn more money, she drinks desperately, often after drinking and running to the bathroom to vomit, and after vomiting she comes out and continues to drink. In just a few months, Qian has fully adapted to the life of the bar. Every time she gets the money, she is happy, but her happiness is fleeting. Struggling in pain, and indulging in painful contradictions, unable to extricate themselves. All this is cruel to a young girl.,It's ruthless.,And helpless.。。

Qian has no friends, no life of her own, she doesn't need friends, once she wanted to get friends, but buried her future. Now she is not an independent person, she does not live for herself, what she needs to support is a stormy home.

There is never a turning back in life, and once you take the first step, you can't take back the second foot. Regardless of the road ahead, there is only one way to the dark. This is especially true for children from poor families, whose families are extremely financially depressed, their parents are mentally poor, and poverty limits their imagination and the education they can give to their children. Human education is multifaceted, the shaping of character, the construction of outlook on life, the enlightenment of ideological concepts, a healthy and strong person should have many aspects of literacy, not only cultural knowledge, of course, every aspect is very important, indispensable. As educators, how can parents adjust their children if they don't have the qualifications? A lot of sad things are passed down from one generation to the next, from generation to generation, from generation to generation, and from generation to generation. What is even more tragic is that they never knew that they were the spokesmen of pathetic and that their descendants were their burial objects. Qian is just the most inconspicuous and ordinary of thousands of poor girls. They are like weeds, swaying in the wind. No dependence, no thoughts, just living for the sake of living.