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Chapter 135: The tired disappointment

The work of adding coal is very hard, it is all physical work. I work hard every day, but I only give three dollars a day.

The boss felt sorry for her and promised her to pay her once every ten days and give her thirty dollars.

If you save money, three yuan a day is still enough for two people to eat.

But Lin Cong is a lazy person and is unwilling to do any work. He brags about how he can make a lot of money in the future, but he is confused every day, either sleeping or smoking, and he will steal money while she is not doing it.

At first she quarreled with him every day, but he used a lot of words to block her, saying that the current dilemma was short-lived.

With his writing style and talent, he will surely be able to make a fortune in the future, give her a stable and wealthy home, so that she can bear it for the time being and stay with her.

She believed him again and again, but unfortunately, he didn't even see a pen except smoking and sleeping, let alone holding a pen.

She cried and was sad, but unfortunately no one pityed her.

She misses her father very much, her mother very much, and her brother very much...

When she was at home, she slept until midnight every day. She was either made by her mother or her brother. She just had to open her mouth.

Now even if she wants a sip of water, she has to run a long way to drive it into the house in the cold winter, and then tremble and cook it.

These days, she has to get up early in the morning every day, cook porridge and drink it, then run for half an hour to work in a small factory, and walk for more than half an hour to get here after get off work.

She had never done a rough job. After shoveling coal a few days ago, the bones all over her body seemed to be not her own, and she was so sore that she cried bitterly.

Lin Cong didn't feel sorry for her at all, and even cursed that she was pretentious, saying that she was a rural woman who did some rough work, was useless.

She gritted her teeth and endured it, thinking that if she didn't do it, she would starve to death, so she continued to go out the next day.

After more than two months, she finally got used to the job. She lost weight and became stronger. Unfortunately, she was hungry every day and was as busy as a dog. She often couldn't eat a bite of hot food.

The dripping water turned into ice at night, and it was so cold that she picked up the water, patted off the thin ice on her body, and gritted her teeth and walked back.

She didn't dare to walk to the alley just now because she was afraid that she would cry again.

Back at the rental house, she carried water into the kitchen, tremblingly started to set off fire, squatted in front of the stove and watched the fire, slowly baking herself, and dazed intently.

The fire was about to go out, and she reached out and threw a piece of rotten wood in.

Under the bright fire, her hands were thick and black, like a dead tree.

She stared at her hands blankly, and tears slid down again without realizing it.

When will this day end?!

She turned her head and looked at Lin Cong, who was still smoking with a quilt wrapped around the bed, and cried even harder.

Lin Cong frowned and whispered: "Why are you crying? Haven't I told you anymore? I'm hungry! I want to have a meal!"

Cheng Tianfang wiped away the tears and said unhappy: "You are lying on the bed at home all day long. Do you still know how hungry? I got up at six o'clock and went back until dark. I only had a meal all day long. I still have to work. Am I not hungry?!"

Lin Cong rolled his eyes and whispered in anger: "Okay! Don't yell, hurry up and cook the rice."

Cheng Tianfang bit his chapped lower lip and choked: "The New Year is coming tomorrow, do you know? Ah?"

Lin Cong was stunned and suddenly smiled.

"Tomorrow's New Year's Eve? It's already the New Year! So fast!"

Cheng Tianfang sniffed and sneered: "You either sleep or eat every day. You don't have to live at all. How can you know which day today and tomorrow are!"

Lin Cong glared at her angrily and knocked on the ashes.

"Don't talk too much! I'm just temporarily! When I stabilize, as long as I move the pen tip, I can get a lot of money into my pocket!"

Cheng Tianfang has long been immune to this and no longer believes it.

"After the New Year, please go out with me to find a job. The boss settled my salary earlier and said he would only go to work in the fifth day of the lunar month. When it was early spring, the weather was warm and only one worker was needed. I don't want me anymore."

Lin Cong was furious when he heard this and shouted: "You have a brain disease, right? I am a future college student, where do you need to find a job? I don't know how to do those low-cost jobs! I am born to make a lot of money! I don't want to make small profits like this!"

If something had happened to his father and had a disease in prison, he would have been a high-ranking official now.

With his father's background and talent, what's the difficulty for him to become a high-ranking official!

Unfortunately, my father is gone and my career is gone.

During the college entrance examination, he could have been able to get into a very good university, but unfortunately he was so poor that he couldn't go to college.

If he can go to college smoothly, he will definitely be a cadre in a state-owned enterprise. Even if he is not a large cadre, he will be a senior manager of a large state-owned enterprise and a technical personnel that the state attaches importance to.

The job he is looking for must be consistent with his identity and can also provide his talents with work, otherwise he will never want it.

He would never take some hard work like some work. Such a job insults his talents, his talent and identity!

Cheng Tianfang was anxious and said silly: "Then you go and make big money! You are born to make big money, so why don't you make money?! Apart from being able to gambling, you only know how to smoke and sleep. What do you use to make me believe that you can make big money?"

"Shut up!" Lin Cong said irritably: "When the time is ripe, I will definitely make a lot of money! I have houses and land in Rongcheng, which is also very valuable. When my mother sells all the houses and land, I will be a monetary!"

Cheng Tianfang lowered his eyes and sneered softly.

"Didn't mom call and say that the house over there was occupied by your creditor? Your house was only rented. Your mom said it could not be sold, so she could only sublet it."

She was not serious when she was in school and didn't know a lot of words, but no matter how stupid she was, she could see through his nature after spending these few months together.

A man like him has no responsibility and will only brag about how powerful he is!

Unfortunately, he is just a man who doesn’t even know how to boil some hot water by himself. What can he rely on for him?

There is only an old house left in his family. Apart from that, the gambling debt is more than 2,000 yuan, and nothing else is left.

Now that the house has been occupied by the creditor, he still cares about becoming a rich man by selling the house - it's really unsaved!

Lin Cong's fair and thin face was slightly pale, and he coughed awkwardly.

"If you rent it, you will be rich! My mother said that after the New Year, the land should be rented out."

Cheng Tianfang closed his eyes and felt that he was so tired that he could not breathe.

"You have been in this house for almost three months, so you have to go out and have a chance to make a fortune, right? At least you can find a job like a clerk to earn some living expenses."
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