Does Jiang Baoqin hate Jiang Xinyu?

Looking back on the past, whether it was in her previous life or in this life, Jiang Xinyu never did anything to be sorry for her, but she did a lot of wrong things.

When she was in a mental hospital, she just wanted to come out, and even the whole family went to the mine to reform, and in those hundreds of days and nights, she slowly turned from resentment at the beginning to remorse, and finally to numbness.

Until her family was released again, God gave her a chance to be born again.

She doesn't want to be entangled in those people and things in the past anymore, no one is sorry for her, she did it herself, she just wants to make money and give herself a home in the future.

"Sister Ling, you listen to my advice, let the past pass, you have changed your face now, don't toss anymore."

In the final analysis, Zhang Ling didn't cut people for no reason, it wasn't that her stepfather was a beast, her mother was a nest, and Zhang Ling wouldn't fall to that point. Her ex-husband was purely unlucky, people didn't feel sorry for her, and she shouldn't think about destroying other people's peaceful lives now.

The corners of Zhang Ling's mouth hooked up a sneer, which quickly disappeared.

looked at Jiang Baoqin again, and there was only mockery in his eyes.

"It seems that you are still not short of money."

has mixed herself up like this, and she looks like she is timid and afraid that things have been transformed, which really makes her sick.

If she is sorry for Zhang Ling, she will get it back one by one, otherwise she will be sorry for the sins she suffered in the mine.

Back to his cabin, Jiang Baoqin really relaxed when he lay down on the bed.

took out all her savings and counted them, plus the money she earned from selling radios, she already had more than 1,500 yuan.

While counting the money, the landlord's aunt knocked on the door.

"Baoqin, open the door, we have something to say to you."

Jiang Baoqin hid the money before opening the door and went to the main house with the landlord.

"You haven't eaten yet, let's eat some food first, you see how thin you are."

Jiang Baoqin has indeed not eaten for most of the day, and when she was doing business, she only nibbled on two cakes a day, and her weight was not much higher than when she was in the mine.

If she doesn't eat well, her face is yellow, her complexion doesn't look good, and if she wears it old-fashioned, everyone thinks she's not young.

"I'm not hungry, what are you going to say?"

Landlord: "You take the goods to sell in other places, how is this trip?" ”

Jiang Baoqin shook his head: "I was almost robbed, I have to run as soon as someone from the joint defense team comes, but I have experience, and I can save my book this time." ”

The landlord's family thinks that she is pitiful, a woman's family has to go south and north to do business by herself, she can't eat well, her clothes are broken, and she can't earn money and she is still insisting, she is not old next year, but she looks like dozens of people.

The landlord's daughter: "I found a job, I worked as a waiter in a hotel, and my salary at the end of the month was fifty, or you would try it with me tomorrow, and the person in charge said that there was still a shortage of waitresses, but it needed to be long, and tomorrow you put on my clothes, and I would comb your hair for you, if they didn't want it, they would ask if they could accept the cleaners." ”

The landlord's aunt said: "It's better to find a job than to take risks and do business with your own goods, you are a woman's house, and it is not safe to be outside." ”

Will the landlord's family care about Jiang Baoqin or because Jiang Baoqin met the landlord's daughter who fainted on the street with low blood sugar and was almost taken advantage of by hooligans on the street, knowing that she had no place to live, they simply cleaned up the utility room at home and rented it to her cheaply.

Jiang Baoqin has now accumulated a lot of life wisdom, such as pretending to be poor, pretending to be old, and pretending to be pitiful, no one who has seen her will think that she is a woman who is just the right age and has a good appearance.

"Tingting, which hotel is it?"

The girl blurted out: "Xingyun Restaurant, just opposite the Xinhua Cinema." I went to the interview the day before yesterday, and it was the same as the palace, not only a place to eat, but also a dance floor for singing and dancing. We, the waiters, just serve the food, deliver the wine, and clean up the dishes. ”

Jiang Baoqin's heart sank, and where she had a relationship with Zhang Ling, she didn't think it was a serious place.

When the two met for the first time, Zhang Ling said that she would introduce her to a rich man, and kept saying that she would take her to earn men's money.

"Tingting, don't go, it doesn't sound like a good place."

The girl gave her a blank look, "Why isn't it a good place?" I'm going to work as a waiter, and people recruit waiters to be passable, and the person in charge said that the waiter is good, and the dining experience of the guests can be better. I serve tea and water food in the dining room, 50 yuan a month, where can I find this kind of job? ”

The girl grabbed Jiang Baoqin's hand, "You don't make much money in the wind and rain, so it's better to apply for a job with me, and we can be companions together when we go to work every day." ”

Jiang Baoqin shook his head, "I definitely don't meet the requirements of others to recruit waiters." ”

She glanced at Tingting, who was not tall, but her skin was thin and white, with a melon seed face, she was pure and cute of the small jasper type, and her voice was good.

She didn't know what Zhang Ling was doing, but her intuition gave her a bad feeling.

Is the waiter really just serving dishes and tidying up the table?

With an empty stomach, Jiang Baoqin lay on the bed and tossed and turned.

Since she met Zhang Ling, she has been hesitating, hesitating to report her.

Zhang Ling wanted to take revenge on Jiang Xinyu, she could have turned a blind eye.

…

The best business to do in the New Year's Pass is that it is too troublesome to squeeze the train, and she has to worry about other passengers taking her luggage away when she gets on the train.

Another batch of goods came in, and she went to the train station with her bag on her back.

She covered her tightly, only revealing a pair of eyes, and walked past Chen Zhengyu, Chen Zhengyu didn't realize that the person was her at all.

Chen Zhengyu is not light, wearing sunglasses on his face, a leather jacket on his body, jeans on his lower body, and his hair is also styled, and the front two pinches of his forehead are curved, looking oily.

There is no doubt that Chen Zhengyu is now a young comrade at the forefront of the trend.

Jiang Baoqin stood in front of him, and Chen Zhengyu waved his hand, "Auntie, don't stand in the way, there are still vacancies over there." ”

was called aunt, Jiang Baoqin was silent.

It was a coincidence that I was able to meet him at the train station today.

"You go with me to a place where no one is outside, I have something to tell you."

Chen Zhengyu's brows furrowed when he heard her voice.

Outside in the open space.

"What's the matter, hurry up, my train is about to check in."

The two have parted ways for a few days, and Chen Zhengyu knows that she is not good at mixing up when he looks at her dress.

"I saw Zhang Ling, she escaped from the mine, and now she works at Xingyun Restaurant, she wants to take revenge on her ex-husband and Chen Yi Jiang Xinyu, let me inquire about them before..."

"Travelers..."

At this time, the radio sounded inside the train station.

Chen Zhengyu hurriedly ran inside, "I know." ”

It is not easy to catch the train before the Spring Festival, especially at a big station like Yangcheng, when the train stops, the track is crowded with people, and the flow of people is too large, and it is not easy to squeeze up.

Jiang Baoqin hadn't finished speaking, watching him squeeze into the crowd and disappear.

Zhang Ling is no longer called Zhang Ling, but Min Qiao...