Chapter 447: .The ruthless and selfish man of the nineties (1)

"Eh, haven't you heard? That Ji Huai threw Ai Qiao at the train station alone

and ran away with the money. +++Cartino novel website www.mtlnovel.com"

"I know, Fanglan is going to get her back. Several fellow villagers are

collecting money for her to go home and induce labor."

"She's going to give birth? How cruel does this man have to do this kind of

thing? To cheat her all of her money, so she didn't even save a few dollars

for the car fare."

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This is a jeans processing factory located in a coastal city. In the 1990s, as

a special economic zone, it was the fastest growing city in the country.

Migrant workers from all over the country flock here to seek development.

Several female workers are busy on the assembly line and discuss the recent

big gossip by the way.

at this time.

The female worker's bedroom on the third floor of the factory.

There are eight people in one dormitory, and one public toilet on each floor.

"Fanglan, I sympathize with Ai Qiao, but I don't have that much money for her.

We all told her at the beginning that Ji Huai is not a good thing. She doesn't

listen."

The speaker was perming with a fashionable short curly hair, thick thighs, big

calves, big arms, dark skin and dark spots, and he was eating sour mango, "Now

it’s alright, the man ran away, you still believe him and said he was going to

buy it. The train ticket is clearly designed."

"Qiuxiang, don't say it." Fanglan winked at her, looking worriedly at Ai Qiao

who was sitting on her (bed chuang).

The other party is wearing loose clothes, her belly is high and bulging, her

head is drooping, her face (color) is a little pale, her hand is squeezing the

corner of her clothes tightly, her fingertips are so hard that she is white,

and there is no blood (color) on her bite. Lips.

She didn't refute, because the other party was right.

Ji Huai said to take her home, and the two went to the station. He also said

that there were too many people in line to buy the tickets. He was afraid of

crowding her and asked her to wait in place.

As a result, he took all their money and all valuable things and disappeared.

She only knew that he was from Jijiazhuang, Yancheng, and had no phone number

or any contact information. She didn't even know whether the information he

was talking about was true or false.

He Qiuxiang didn't speak any more, not only did he have no sympathy, but also

gloated.

"It's all fellow villagers, come here to work together. We don't help Ai Qiao,

how can she go back? What should she do?" Fang Lan said, looking at the people

next to her, worrying in her heart.

She still remembered that when she arrived at the station, the other party

stood there with a confused look, as if she had received a huge blow, her body

was crumbling, her mental state was not right, her eyes were full of water,

but she was (strong qiang) forbearing. With.

"I keep 50 for myself in a month, and I have to send the rest home. I really

have no money." He Qiuxiang was helpless, and said louder and louder, "I also

want to help her and want to lend her money. Go home and give her an abortion,

but I don’t have money. Besides, that’s a lot of money, it’s better to call

the police.”

"Let the police arrest Ji Huai and let him give it to him. This is his child.

He can't do it. If he doesn't, why didn't he fight it? He said he went home

for the wedding. Isn't this cheating?

Hearing this, Ai Qiao's shoulders trembled slightly, her emotions became more

and more uncontrollable, and she bowed her head deeply.

"Okay, don't worry if you don't have one." Fanglan took a deep breath, "Forget

it, I'll find a way."

The cost of traveling home is close to 400 yuan, and their salary for going to

work is only 318 a month, which is equivalent to a huge sum of money.

"I'll give you thirty. At any rate, I'm working together. I don't see you are

too miserable. I don't have any money with me, so I will get it for you.

After He Qiuxiang finished speaking, she sat up.

Fang Lan couldn't stand that attitude, but Ai Qiao said, "Thank you, I will

pay you back at the interest."

Her voice was dumb and she had no strength.

He Qiuxiang waved his hand and walked out the door as he said.

When she left, Fang Lan looked at Ai Qiao, her eyes couldn't help but red, "I

also saved a little money, but it's only more than two hundred yuan. If it's

enough, I don't have to look for her."

He Qiuxiang had been interested in Ji Huai before, and because he and Ai Qiao

had been together for a while, and now he was watching a joke.

"No (guan), I will pay her back." Ai Qiao raised her head and squeezed an

uncomfortable smile.

She is (sexual xing) son stubborn (强qiang), now she is afraid that she is

enduring it, thinking that Fanglan feels even more distressed, looking at her

belly, full of sorrow, "What will you do after you go back? The child is about

to be born."

Ai Qiao looked up at her belly, raised her head slightly, tears swirling in

her eye sockets, her voice choked, and every word she uttered was extremely

heavy, "I can only induce labor."

Her father and stepmother forced her to marry her for a betrothal gift. She

secretly saved a sum of money and fled to the big city with Fanglan. She

thought that no matter how bad she was, she would be begging for a living

here, but she did not expect fate to make such a big joke. .

Fang Lan's heart also seemed to be blocked with a layer of cotton, she could

not say any comforting words, nor could she give any effective advice.

"I don't want to." She tried her best to contain her emotions, her eyes

gleaming, "But Fanglan, I have no retreat. I don't know what to do. Without

money, I can't afford it... I don't even know how to support it. Can't afford

it."

At the end of her speech, her voice was trembling violently.

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? Even if there is no

money to go home, what should I do afterwards, even if I have money to go

home?

"Ji Huai has no one (sexual xing), how can he be so hard-hearted? How can he

treat you this way? This kind of person will go to ** after death! He will

go to hell!" Fang Lan was cursing, helplessly stretched out her hand to wipe

Tears.

They desperately climbed out to work and left their hometowns just to change

their destiny. In that small valley, they only had to marry and have children,

and they lived in poverty.

Ai Qiao died of her mother at the age of fifteen, and her father remarried,

forcing her family to take a betrothal gift. She plucked up the courage to

escape and tried so hard to change her destiny.

Diligent, but why is fate so unfair?

Ai Qiao listened to her scolding, but her emotions were recovering, and her

hot heart was sinking slowly, slowly cooling down.

Compared with the hysterical despair, she has fallen into endless darkness,

her eyes have lost (color) and become bleak.

It was as if someone had exhausted all the strength of his body, leaving only

one breath to hang.

This feeling is worse than death.

downstairs.

He Qiuxiang twisted her waist and walked in. The female worker in the

dormitory asked her in substandard Mandarin, "Axiang, how is your fellow?"

He Qiuxiang narrowed her mouth and was a little dissatisfied, "What else? I'll

get her money when I come back, and even if it's all like this, she won't let

me talk about her, her brain is broken."

While she was talking, she flipped on the (bed chuang), looking for the money

she was pressing on the head of the bed, and muttered in her mouth, "If it

wasn't for her, I wouldn't borrow it."

"I don't think I can borrow it. I can't afford it if I borrow it. It's

equivalent to giving it to her. Who told her to pounce on seeing a man like a

candy? Ji Huai looks pretty good and has a good addiction." Another female

worker Talking, covering his mouth and laughing.

There is constant ridicule inside and outside, after all, people who watch

lively are not too lively.

He Qiuxiang took out the money, "Forget it, people in the same place, I don't

want to watch her starve to death with her big stomach."

"Oh, people like men."

"I think it deserves it."

...

Where there are a lot of female workers, there is only a lot of malice. He

Qiuxiang sees Ai Qiao's miserable situation with only happiness in his heart.

She almost caught Jihuai, but Ai Qiao came out halfway, and she gritted her

teeth with anger.

After finding the money, He Qiuxiang took the money and walked upstairs.

Entering the bedroom, she walked over and threw the money on the (bed chuang),

adding, "Although I don't know when you will pay it back, and if you have any

money to pay it back, but according to the interest you said, it will be forty

yuan. "After He Qiuxiang finished speaking, he still pretended to say, "It is

one thing to sympathize with you, and it is another thing to borrow money to

pay back. I believe in your character, and it will be fine when I return home

after the Chinese New Year."

The two families are not far away. She knows Ai Qiao's (sexual xing) son wants

(强qiang). She values her reputation and is not afraid that she will not

return it.

If she dares not to pay back, she will let her mother go, which can make the

other party's reputation bad!

"When you come back for the New Year, I will pay you back." Ai Qiao nodded,

holding 30 yuan in her hand, her heart was sour, why couldn't she hear the

charity in the other party's words?

But at this time, how can there be any dignity?

Fanglan couldn't stand it anymore, "Why do you have to pay forty yuan? Ai Qiao

still needs to raise her body when she goes back, how can you do this?"

In my hometown, a month’s salary may be only 50 or 60 yuan, and the other

party must get up early in order to repay the money.

How can the body stand it?

"I was wrong to lend her? She said she wanted interest, don't forget it, then

I don't want to borrow it? I need money when I go home." He Qiuxiang lowered

her face as she said, acting from Ai Qiao. Grab it back in your hand.

She and them had long been quarreling, and if it weren't for Ai Qiao's jokes,

she wouldn't come over.

"I will pay you back." Ai Qiao quickly promised.

"It seems like I'm taking advantage of you. I don't want to borrow anymore.

Give me the money and I am angry." He Qiuxiang continued to ** it from her.

Enough of the excitement, the ghost knows if she has the money to pay it back?

Just use this to get the money back.

Ai Qiao held it tightly and promised, "Qiuxiang, I won't fail to return you."

She is short of money.

"Qiuxiang, stop making trouble, I was wrong, don't be angry." Fang Lan also

stopped, and even apologized to her, even if it was only 30 yuan, Ai Qiao's

situation would be better now.

"Who is making trouble?" He Qiuxiang was still on the line, and he cursed at

Ai Qiao, "I made the child out of my own disorder. I didn't expect you to pay

me back at all. You've been ruined in your life. Everyone knows that you have

an abortion, can you still marry?"

In that era of feudalism, the reputation of women was particularly important.

Her tone was very unpleasant, Fang Lan burst into flames, seeing Ai Qiao

loosen her hand, as if she had received a huge blow, her body froze suddenly,

tears bursting out like a bank burst, and she burst into tears. sound.

He Qiuxiang vigorously broke her hand and grabbed it from the money. Looking

at Ai Qiao, who was crying constantly, she felt a sense of happiness (kuai) in

her heart.

Just cry.

I haven't cried since I came back last night. It's so miserable. Who do you

want to show (强qiang) to? Crying also made her enjoyable.

"Ai Qiao..." Fang Lan was also panicked, reaching out to hug her, sobbing,

"It's okay, I will help you borrow, I will help you..."

"No one will lend her." He Qiuxiang was still adding fuel and jealousy.

Ai Qiao cried very badly, her face was full of tears, and she kept looking at

the front.

He Qiuxiang felt that something was wrong when she looked at it, turning

around and looking at her, her pupils shrank suddenly.

The people standing at the door stared at Ai Qiao on (bed chuang), with

bloodshot eyes, messy hair, blue scum on his chin, haggard face, and wrinkled

clothes.

Moreover, the anger was not small, and the veins in his forehead jumped

wildly.