"Hey, have you heard? That Ji Huai left Ai Qiao alone at the train station and ran away with the money."
"I know, it's better for Fanglan to go get her back. Several fellow villagers are collecting money for her to go home and induce labor."
"Is she about to give birth? How cruel does this man have to be to do such a thing? He defrauded her of all her money, and he didn't even leave her a few dollars for the fare."
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This is a jeans processing factory located in a coastal city. In the 1990s, as a special economic zone, this was the fastest growing city in the country.
Workers from all over the country flock here to seek development. Several female workers are busy on the assembly line, discussing the latest big gossip.
at this time.
In the dormitory of female workers on the third floor of the factory.
There are eight people in one dormitory and one public toilet on one floor.
"Fang Lan, I sympathize with Ai Qiao, but I don't have that much money to give her. We told her that Ji Huai was not a good person, but she didn't listen."
The speaker has a fashionable short curly hair, thick thighs and calves, big arms, dark skin with dark spots on his face, and is eating sour mango. "It's better now. He ran away. Do you still believe that he said he was going to buy a train?" The tickets are obviously designed.”
"Qiuxiang, stop talking." Fang Lan winked at her and looked worriedly at Ai Qiao, who was sitting on her bed.
The other party was wearing loose clothes, with a bulging belly. She lowered her head, her face was a little pale, her hand on the side clenched the corner of her clothes, her fingertips were so hard that they turned white, and she bit her bloodless lips.
She didn't refute because what the other person said was right.
Ji Huai said he would take her home. When they arrived at the station, he said there were too many people queuing up to buy tickets and he was afraid of crowding her, so he asked her to wait where she was.
Turns out he disappeared with all their money, all their valuables.
She only knew that he was from Jijiazhuang, Yancheng. He didn't have a phone number or any contact information. She didn't even know whether the information he said was true or false.
He Qiuxiang didn't speak any more, her expression was not only devoid of sympathy, but also a bit gloating.
"We are all fellow villagers. We come here to work together. If we don't help Ai Qiao, how can she go back? What should she do?" Fang Lan said and looked at the people beside her, feeling worried in her heart.
She still remembered that when she arrived at the station, the other party stood there with a confused look on his face, as if he had received a huge blow, his body was shaky, and his whole mental state was not right. There was a glimmer of water in his eyes, but he was holding back.
"I keep fifty for myself a month and send the rest home. I really have no money." He Qiuxiang was helpless and spoke louder and louder, "I also want to help her and lend her money to pay her back." I want to give her an abortion, but I don’t have the money, and besides, it’s a lot of money, so I might as well call the police.”
"Let the police arrest Ji Huai and let him give it to him. This is his child. He can't let it go. If he doesn't let it go, why didn't he fight it in the first place? He also said he would go home to have a wedding. Isn't this a lie?"
Hearing this, Ai Qiao's shoulders trembled slightly, her emotions became increasingly uncontrollable, and she lowered her head deeply.
"Okay, forget it if you don't have it." Fang Lan took a deep breath, "Forget it, I will find a way."
The cost of traveling home is close to 400 yuan, and their salary from work is only 318 yuan a month, which is equivalent to a huge sum of money.
"I'll give you thirty. After all, we work together. I don't want to see you miserable. I don't have any money with me. I'll get it for you when I go back."
After He Qiuxiang finished speaking, he sat up.
Fang Lan couldn't stand that attitude, but Ai Qiao said, "Thank you, I will pay you back with interest."
Her voice was hoarse and had no strength.
He Qiuxiang waved her hand and walked out the door.
As soon as she left, Fang Lan looked at Ai Qiao, her eyes couldn't help but turn red, "I also saved a little money, but it's only more than two hundred yuan. If it's enough, there's no need to look for her."
He Qiuxiang was interested in Ji Huai before, and it was because he and Ai Qiao had a fight together, but now they are just laughing.
"It doesn't matter, I will pay her back." Ai Qiao raised her head and forced out an uncomfortable smile.
She has a stubborn temper, but she is afraid of it now. She feels even more distressed when she thinks about Fanglan. She looks at her belly with sadness and says, "What will you do when you go back? The baby is about to be born."
Ai Qiao looked at her belly, raised her head slightly, tears welling up in her eyes, her voice choked, and every word she spoke was extremely heavy, "I can only induce labor."
Her father and stepmother forced her to get married in exchange for a bride price. She secretly saved a sum of money and fled to the big city with Fang Lan. She thought that no matter how bad the situation was, she would just beg for a living here, but she didn't expect that fate would give her such a big opportunity. Joke.
Fanglan's heart felt like there was a layer of cotton stuck in her heart, and she couldn't open her mouth to say any comforting words, nor could she give any effective suggestions.
"I don't want to." She tried her best to contain her emotions, with water in her eyes, "But Fanglan, I have no way out, I don't know what to do, I can't support it without money... I can't even support myself. rise."
Her voice was shaking violently at the end.
Ai Qiao's tears did not fall, but Fang Lan held her hand and burst into tears.
What can a pregnant woman who is about to give birth do? You don’t even have money to go home. Even if you have money to go home, what will you do next
"Ji Huai has no humanity, how can he be so hard-hearted? How could he treat you like this? This kind of person will go to hell after death! He will go to hell!" Fang Lan was cursing, and she reached out helplessly to wipe her tears.
They worked hard to work and left their hometowns just to change their destiny. In that small valley, they could only get married and have children, and they lived in poverty.
Ai Qiao's mother died when she was fifteen, and her father remarried and forced her family to take the bride price. She mustered up the courage to escape and worked so hard to change her destiny.
You work hard, but why is fate so unfair
Ai Qiao's mood was recovering as she listened to her scolding, but her fiery heart was slowly sinking and cooling down.
Instead of being in hysterical despair, she had fallen into endless darkness, and her eyes had lost their color and became dim.
It was like someone had drained all the strength from his body, leaving him hanging with only his breath.
This feeling is worse than death.
downstairs.
He Qiuxiang twisted her waist and walked in. The female worker in the dormitory asked her in non-standard Mandarin, "Axiang, how is your fellow villager?"
He Qiuxiang pursed her lips and was a little dissatisfied, "What else can I do? I'll come back to get her money, and you still don't let me talk about her after this. Her brain is already broken."
As she spoke, she rummaged around on the bed, looking for the money she had placed on the bedside. She muttered, "If I didn't pity her, I wouldn't borrow it."
"I don't think you can borrow it. You can't afford to pay it back. It's like giving it to her. Who told her to pounce on men like candy when she sees them? Ji Huai is not bad looking, and it's not bad to have a good time." Another female worker As he spoke, he covered his mouth and snickered.
The words were both mean and sarcastic. After all, people watching the excitement never thought the excitement was too big.
He Qiuxiang took out the money and said, "Forget it, I don't want to watch someone from the same place starve to death."
"Oh, I just like men."
"I think you deserve it."
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Where there are many female workers, there is only a lot of malice. He Qiuxiang looked at Ai Qiao's miserable condition and felt only happy in her heart.
She almost hooked up with Ji Huai, but Ai Qiao came out halfway, making her grit her teeth in anger.
After finding the money, He Qiuxiang took the money and walked upstairs.
After entering the dormitory, she walked over, threw the money on the bed, and added, "Although I don't know when you will pay it back or whether you have the money to pay it back, but according to the interest you said, it means you have to pay back forty yuan." He Qiuxiang After saying that, he still pretended to say, "It's one thing to sympathize with you, but it's another thing to borrow money and pay it back. I believe in your character, and it's okay to pay it back when I get home during the New Year."
The two families were not far apart. She knew that Ai Qiao had a stronger temper and valued reputation, so she was not afraid that she would not repay him.
If she dares not to pay it back, she will let her mother go. She can ruin the other party's reputation!
"When you come back for the New Year, I will pay you back." Ai Qiao nodded, holding thirty yuan in her hand, feeling sour in her heart. How could she not hear the charity in the other person's words
But at this time, where is the dignity
Fang Lan couldn't stand it anymore, "Why do you have to pay back forty yuan? Ai Qiao still needs to take care of herself when she goes back. How could you do this?"
In my hometown, the monthly salary may only be 50 or 60 yuan, and the other party will definitely work early and late to pay back the money.
How can your body bear it
"Did I make the mistake of lending it to her? She said she wanted interest, so don't forget it. Then I won't lend it, right? I'll still need the money when I go home." He Qiuxiang lowered her face as she said this, pretending that she wanted to borrow money from Ai Qiao. Grab it back from your hand.
She had already broken up with them behind their backs, and she wouldn't have come here if she didn't want to see Ai Qiao's jokes.
"I will pay you back." Ai Qiao quickly promised.
"It makes me look like I'm taking advantage of you. I won't lend you the money. Give me the money. I'm so angry." He Qiuxiang continued to snatch it back from her hand.
Having seen enough excitement, who knows if she has any money to pay back? Just take this to get the money back.
Ai Qiao held it tightly and kept promising, "Qiuxiang, I will never fail to pay you back."
She is short of money.
"Qiu Xiang, stop making trouble. I made a mistake. Don't be angry." Fang Lan also stopped her and apologized to her repeatedly. Even if it was only thirty yuan more, Ai Qiao's situation would be better now.
"Who caused trouble?" He Qiuxiang went online and cursed at Ai Qiao, "I gave birth to the child because of my own negligence. I didn't expect you to pay me back at all. Your whole life is ruined. Go back to your hometown for everything." Everyone knows that you have abortions, but you can still get married?"
In that still feudal era, a woman's reputation was particularly important.
Her tone was so unpleasant that Fang Lan became furious. When she saw Ai Qiao's hand loosen, as if she had received a huge blow, her body suddenly froze, tears poured out like a bursting dam, and she burst into tears.
He Qiuxiang vigorously opened her hand and snatched the money back. Looking at Ai Qiao who kept crying, she felt inexplicably happy in her heart.
Just cry.
I haven’t cried since I came back last night. It’s so miserable. Who do you want to force yourself on? Crying out was also satisfying for her.
"Ai Qiao..." Fang Lan also panicked, reaching out to hug her, sobbing, "It's okay, I'll borrow it for you, I'll help you..."
"No one will lend it to her." He Qiuxiang was still adding fuel to the fire.
Ai Qiao burst into tears, her face covered with tears, and her eyes kept looking forward.
He Qiuxiang felt something was wrong when he looked at it. He turned around following her gaze, and her pupils shrank suddenly.
The person standing at the door was also staring at Ai Qiao on the bed, with bloodshot eyes, messy hair, green stubble on his chin, a haggard face, and wrinkled clothes.
And he was very angry, and the veins on his forehead were jumping.