twenty two,

Boss.

day.

Xu Baolin gritted his bullet and walked into the worker's home.

An old man in his fifties half tilted on the kang, smoking a lot of smoke leisurely.

Xu Baolin leaned forward and called out humbly: "Mr. Qu."

Mr. Qu didn't even raise his eyelids and asked, "Baolin, are you in trouble?"

Xu Baolin: "Master, I want to... think..."

Mr. Qu: "What do you want to do? Ah! Do you have a good job and don't want to do it with me anymore?"

Xu Baolin: "No, no, no."

Mr. Qu: "What's wrong with you? Ah! Hesitant."

Xu Baolin: "I think...I want to pay a portion of the wages from you in advance."

When Mr. Qu heard the word "money", he sat up and said, "What are you doing to pay money in advance? Ah!"

Xu Baolin: "Mr. Qu, you know that we have many children and don't have enough food. The family has been unable to make a living for a long time. I'll make some money from you in advance, because I want to buy some rice and flour for the children to eat. Look..."

Mr. Qu: "This is not possible!"

Xu Baolin begged: "Master, I beg you, just promise me and give me some money first!"

Mr. Qu: "No! Absolutely not!"

Xu Baolin: "Master."

Mr. Qu: "Baolin, let me tell the truth! If you work in my house, I should give you wages, but not at this time, so you have to wait until the end of the year. This is the rule here."

Xu Baolin: "Master, but I have special circumstances."

Mr. Qu: "Yes! I know, you can't break the rules here because of your special situation. Baolin! You should think about it for me. I am not just you, but a group of people. If you do this today, someone will come out to do this tomorrow. At that time, will I agree or not agree to him? Ah!"

Xu Baolin stood there, speechless.

Mr. Qu: "Okay, don't stand here stupidly, go back to work!"

Xu Baolin glanced at him, turned around, and walked out in a depressed mood.

twenty three,

Inside the small thatched hut.

My mother sewed her clothes for a while and found that there was no movement in the yard outside, so she stopped working, stood up, and walked out.

When he arrived at the door, he shouted outside: "Sanpang."

No one agreed.

"Three fat." Mother shouted again.

Still no one agreed.

My mother sat there playing with her back and asked, "Where is your sister?"

The table was hesitant: "She...she's out."

Mother: "When?"

Full table: "I don't know."

"Oh! This child went out quietly." The mother hurriedly threw the work in her hand and walked outside.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!