Chapter Seventy-Two: A Prostitute Is Not Sad

Ah Sha touched the silver hairpin in his arms carefully, his mouth was coquettish, and he pushed Zheng Yu's strong chest, "Dead ghost, where did you touch this baby?" โ€

Zheng Yu took Asha's little hand into his hand and smacked his lips, "When I was by the river during the day, on the edge of Zhou Agou's noodle stall, an old woman walked on the road as if she had lost her soul, with a big bag of things bulging in her arms, and stepped into the river with one foot. โ€

"Are you looking at people pitifully?" Ah Sha laughed out loud, "You obviously fell in love with those treasures in her arms!" โ€

Zheng Yu leaned on the head of the bed indifferently, playing with Asha's black hair, "That old woman is so poor that she is dead, how can she have any treasures, There are some chicken bits and pieces in her arms, just this stupid hairpin is worth some money, don't wear it on your head, if you have a chance, hit a few light and beautiful little hairpins, this will line you." โ€

Zheng Yu rubbed his chin against Asha's smooth forehead, not disgusted with the fine beads of sweat on her forehead at all, and kissed it.

In the cool moonlight, the two of them mixed together again.

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After sending Zheng Yu away, Ah Sha got up and wiped it briefly, sat on the edge of the bed and lit a candle, squinting under the light and looking carefully at the thick and long silver hairpin.

Under the light, you can see that the color of this silver hairpin is not good, and it is not new, the whole hairpin is black, and Ah Sha rubbed it with his hand, and did not wipe the dirt on it, I think it is because of the age.

Fortunately, the weight is full, if it is really on the head, it will definitely hurt the scalp.

However, this kind of hairpin is not used for hairpins, just to show financial resources, and most of the people who like this kind of hairpin are some old ladies.

Ah Xi took this hairpin and looked at it carefully, she always felt that this hairpin was very familiar, but she always couldn't remember where she had seen such a shoddy hairpin, until she covered this hairpin warmed up, she remembered where she had seen this hairpin.

She had seen this style of hairpin a long time ago in the place that was called home, in the place where she could barely call it home, and the woman said with pride that she would leave it for her son to marry his daughter-in-law.

She also said that the workmanship is all false, and that things like gold and silver must be weighed in sufficient quantities.

Scold.

Ah Sha turned the hairpin between his fingers a few times, and indifferently threw the rough-made hairpin into the treasure chest under his bed, closed the treasure chest, brushed his clothes, called the little maid waiting outside to clean up, and changed into a new set of clean bedding.

After everything was cleaned up, he reached out and pulled a rope beside the bed, only to hear the bell outside moving.

Ah Sha pulled the corners of his mouth, put on a bewildering smile, and greeted him with a smile, "Good brother, why are you here today, what a rare guest!" โ€

She threw herself into the arms of the newcomer again, smiling like a flower, smiling smartly, but in the faint candle flame, there was no trace of a smile in the depths of her eyes.

Prostitute. The son is ruthless, and the drama is unmeaningful.

Who takes whom seriously?

The world is ordinary, as it should be.

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"Sister, someone is looking for you outside the door."

The next morning, everything was over, and the girl in Tsing Yi instructed a few people to move the bathtub into Ah Xi's room, and seeing that she was still paralyzed on the bed and did not get up, she walked over and poured her a glass of water.

"Let her go." Ah Sha raised her head, and drank the water she brought with the hand of the girl in Tsing Yi, without raising her eyelids, looking very impatient, "Didn't I tell you, don't bother me about her affairs in the future!" โ€

The girl bit her lip, "Sister, it's not her, it's a man." โ€

Man?

After drinking the water, Ah Sha collapsed on the bed again, frowned and thought about it, what man?

"If you have money, come in, if you don't have money, get out, do you want me to teach you?"

"He said he was your father."

Ah Xi sat up all of a sudden, as if he was very excited, and after a few breaths, he suddenly calmed down again, lowered his eyes and looked at the crimson quilt covering his body, and reached out to touch the dark folds on the quilt as if nothing happened, "Got it, you guys go out." โ€

Ah Sha took a bath, ate breakfast, slowly put on her best clothes, pulled out the treasure chest under the bed, and looked at this box of treasures that were glittering enough to blind people's eyes, these were the prostitution funds she had accumulated for many years.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ah Sha pushed the box back again, she also sat down to drink a cup of tea, and waited until the sun was three poles before walking out slowly.

Waiting outside the door was a tall and thin middle-aged man, standing on the side of the road with his head bowed, facing the wall, with his back to Shame, as if he didn't want people to see what he had to do with this small courtyard.

When he saw Ah Sha, his eyes lit up, and when there was no one around, he hurriedly walked to Ah Sha, "Girl, your mother drowned this morning!" โ€

What?

Ah was stunned for a moment, as if he had been struck by lightning.

What is ยทยทยทยทยทยท called? He's dead?

Asha's father said that her mother was nervous yesterday afternoon and wanted to come to the city to see her, but she couldn't pull it, and she ran out without cooking at home, and she didn't go back all night, so he and his son, father and son, burned some noodles casually and dealt with it.

This morning, passers-by saw her body floating in the river, fished it up and sent it home.

"Girl, this ยทยทยทยทยทยท"

The man rubbed his hands, "Do you have any money or anything, buy a coffin for your mother."

"This is so good, it's not good for people to have no coffin and no wood, wrap a mat and bury it in the ground, right?

"I know you hate us, today you should be kind, pity the poor puppy on the side of the road, and buy a coffin for your mother."

The man leaned closer, and Shame could smell the faint smell of alcohol wafting from him.

She lowered her eyes, tilted her head as if thinking about something, stood still and didn't move, her dark eyes looking at the man she should call 'father', "She's dead, what's the matter with me?"

"She's not my mother, my mother, she's the emerald red in the brothel.

"I'm a prostitute, not your daughter.

"She's not my mother, you," Ah Shay's eyes swept the cramped man up and down, and sneered, "It's not my father, we don't know each other." โ€

After saying that, Ah Sha slammed the door shut, blocking the man who wanted to get closer and say something.

After closing the door, Ah Sha grabbed the clothes on her chest hard, this was her best-looking and most expensive silk dress, she wore this dress, covering all the mottled marks on her body and came out to see her father, just like a soldier wearing his shining armor, rushing to the battlefield with his chest up.

She didn't want anyone to see her wounds and weaknesses, especially in front of her father.

Ah Sha gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound, her whole body was trembling.

She's not sad, she's not sad, she's not sad!

Shame told herself over and over again, what is there to be sad about? It's just a mother who sold herself to the Qinglou a long time ago, but it's just a mother who abandoned her a long time ago, what's there to be sad about!

Don't cry!

They were the ones who abandoned you first! Don't cry!

Ah Sha crossed his hands, hugged himself tightly, ran all the way back to the room, pulled out the treasure chest under the bed, and poured all the gold, silver and jewelry inside on the bed.

She climbed into bed, not thinking that the gold and silver were too cold and hard, and held these gold and silver jewels, these riches that the world coveted, these things that could bring her a bright future, and covered herself and these treasures tightly, and hid in the quilt with her head.

It's okay, others don't want you, you have money!

You have so much money, shame, you are shame, shameless.

What is there to ache about that kind of heartless woman?

Aren't you going to die, you're going to die, and you're going to die too! Nothing to be sad about!

Don't cry! Don't cry!

You have to laugh, the enemy is dead, and you still have so much money, shouldn't you laugh!

You're going to laugh! You're going to laugh!

You want them to know that you're a ruthless and unrighteous. Child!

Ah Sha clenched his teeth tightly in the quilt, trembling all over, and strangled these cold riches into his arms.

Prostitute. The son will not be sad.

Right?

The bright sky did not light up this dim room, and in a place where no one could see it, Ah Sha covered the quilt and hid.

Slowly, a low sobbing sound came from the thick bed.

The voice was soft, just like a soggy bird singing low on a rainy day.

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