Re-employment of divorced and abandoned women

The car finally parked safely in a shantytown in the west of the city.

Zhang Xiaoke stood by the side with a hesitant expression.It is true that she met Jiang Qingyan this time, but it is not true that she is friendly with Jiang Qingyan.

I ran into Jiang Qingyan here, but it was an accident, Zhang Xiaoke really didn't know if this was Jiang Qingyan's residence.

Lao Zhang put the parasol on top of Fang Yi's head, Fang Yi waved his hand and refused.

Today's western sun is extremely strong, and under the bright sun, it seems that this place is bare and there is no greenery at all.

Crowded, messy, dirty...

Rows of high-rise buildings in the center of the city are like a fig leaf, tightly protecting and covering this area of ​​the urban area, making it invisible and forgotten.

As far as the eye can see are some low-rise houses, the oldest tube buildings and private low-rise buildings built in disorder.

Fang Yi once thought that such a place had been planned and reorganized as early as the end of the last century, why?

In the current city, such a glamorous and modern city, there is still such a place?It's like a modern girl with a big tiger skin plaster on her back.

And like all bad places, the street gutters are filled with a faint stench and sticky grease stains.It is not much better than the eight-person staff dormitory in the lotus pond.

Fang Yi's heart beat violently again.

As Zhang Xiaoke said, there are dozens of small hair salons open along the street, all of which are shining with a strange luster. It is afternoon, but no one is open.

When the willow shoots are on the moon, the business will be much more noisy at this time.

Fang Yi doesn't want to think about it anymore, just imagining it has become a blasphemy to her.

Zhang Xiaoke curled her lips, this is the environment here, she didn't talk nonsense, and she didn't make things out of nothing.It was here that she had seen Jiang Yu with her own eyes.

It wasn't intentional to follow her, it's just that when she came to find a little sister to play with, she happened to meet Jiang Yu who had come here by bus.

Jiang Yu, who was exhausted, was completely different from the spirit with eyes shining in the night in the lotus pond.

——She must have had a rough life, even living in such an environment.

——So she lacks money, and if she lacks money, she will do that kind of thing.

——What kind of thing?Good-looking skins and cookie-cutter earning activities.

Zhang Xiaoke looked at the rows of small hair salons along the street and smiled knowingly.

You see, it is not the superior who discriminates against the weak.Obviously both are weak, but as long as you know that she is weaker than you, you will feel bullied.

The most pure and good are human beings, and the most dangerous and evil are also human beings.

Zhang Xiaoke then remembered it.Unexpectedly, this inadvertently memorized thing also helped her?

It is true that there is no shortage of opportunities in life, only the eyes to discover opportunities, and the courage and wisdom to grasp them!

She is very proud of herself.

However, Fang Yi didn't seem to appreciate it.

She turned her head and told the driver, Lao Zhang: "Send Miss Zhang back, and settle the remuneration to Miss Zhang by the way."

Zhang Xiaoke was taken aback, isn't she "Xiao Ke"?Why did she suddenly become Miss Zhang?

This change made Zhang Xiaoke feel a little uncomfortable. He didn't know whether he should be happy or pretend to be coquettish?

Fang Yi's gaze didn't stop.

Unimportant people, unworthy of attention.

"Don't come back to pick me up, I don't need a car." She said, and then walked straight into the alley.

"President Xiao Fang..." Zhang Xiaoke wanted to say something, but was grabbed by Lao Zhang.

"Miss Zhang, I'll take you back." Old Zhang secretly warned himself that in educating children in the future, they should develop morally, intellectually, physically, aesthetically and in an all-round way.

Morality is in command, and EQ must be trained.Otherwise, you won't even know how you died in the future.

Fang Yi wanted to find a coffee shop or tea room.

She walked back and forth twice in the somewhat narrow alley, and then laughed, how could there be a coffee shop in this kind of place?

All the private houses facing the street have been converted into shops. At the door of a shop called "Sister Hong's Grilled Skewers", the proprietress wearing a bib is sitting at the door of the shop, brushing her mobile phone and eating melon seeds.

Fang Yi stepped forward: "Excuse me..."

"Hey, what do you want to eat?" The proprietress stood up neatly, wiped her hands casually on the already blackened bib, got up enthusiastically, and was about to welcome Fang Yi inside.

Fang Yi reluctantly looked at the surrounding environment.

This is the most entrance, close to the main road, and all the people entering and exiting need to pass through here.The location here is the best.

"Is there any beer?" Fang Yi suppressed her psychological discomfort, wearing a high-end suit, and sat in the cramped seat of the shop.

"That must be there. Cold beer?" The proprietress neatly cleaned up the table piled with clutter, and pointed to the greasy poster on the wall of the store.

"What to eat? Our fried skewers are top-notch."

To be honest, Miss Fang Yi didn't want to eat anything.

But it seems so strange to drink beer without eating anything.

Fang Yi raised her hand to check the time, it was four o'clock in the afternoon, and there was still a lot of time for a protracted war.Slowly time is difficult to play, besides——

Fang Yi lowered her eyelids and went to the countryside to do as the Romans do. Shouldn't she be infinitely close to her life?Fang Yi cleared her throat and told the proprietress to watch her face.

The proprietress called herself "Sister Hong", and she was very agile.After a while, cold beer and fried skewers were served together.

The fried skewers are served on a stainless steel plate. Not to mention, although it is greasy, it also exudes the fragrance of fried food.

"Hey, little boss." Sister Hong continued to sit back in her usual seat, "Are you waiting for someone? Who? The man you like? Tsk tsk, with your qualifications, we... can match you. many."

The proprietress is a chatterbox, although Fang Yi has a cold face, she can still strike up a conversation.

It's the first time someone calls him "Little Boss". I don't know if the people here are used to this name.

The proprietress was right, but not entirely right.

"What qualifications do I have?" Fang Yi smiled bleakly.

What qualifications?She is now minus [-] points. If she wants to get her lover back, it is difficult for her to reach the sky.

spouse?Does she deserve to call Jiang Qingyan "lover"?

"Tsk tsk, you're so beautiful, and your family is rich, right? Apart from being a man, I can't think of any other reason for you to come to our Yangchun Lane. But here... who are you waiting for? I can't guess."

It seems that the eyesight of people who come from the market place is not necessarily bad.

At least this sister Hong has bright eyes.

"My sister guessed right? Tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to look at the city beauty, but you are still an old-fashioned infatuated person?"

"Sister Hong is someone who has been here before. Sister Hong will teach you how to chase boys."

"It is said that men chasing women, there is a layer of mountains; women chasing men, that is a layer of yarn. It is still a yarn that will break when poked."

……

In the afternoon, it was rare to have guests come so early, and today was so leisurely, Sister Hong couldn't help teaching this young girl with words and deeds.

Sister Hong began to think about the past.Back then, she was also a flower in Xiaocun;

Back then, it was not easy for those who could enter the city;

Think back then, who didn't have some romantic and foolish debts?

"So this place is called Yangchun Lane?" Fang Yi muttered to herself.

"Do you remember?" Sister Hong was afraid that she would not remember, so she asked again.

"What?" Fang Yi was actually not listening at all.

"Hey, kid... Didn't I tell you? You're a stalker. Nowadays, people don't burn themselves if they can order takeaway, and don't deliver it if they can order errands. They spend money where they can spend money." ...But this getting along, this love, if you don't spend time and thought, how can you move people?"

It turns out that there are also Yangchun Baixue among the lower Riba people.

Fang Yi lowered her eyelids and laughed. She stretched out her chopsticks and took a mouthful of Sister Hong's signature fried skewers.

Well, the taste is really good.

At 05:30 in the evening, the half-grown son of Sister Hong’s family came back and drank a large glass of water. Then, the night market in Yangchun Lane officially kicked off.

Fang Yi finally saw that familiar figure amidst the endless stream of people.

She stared at her almost greedily, even forgetting the passage of time.

It seems that Zhang Xiaoke is not completely an idiot.

At least she's lucky, at least her memory isn't wrong.

Fang Yi quietly followed Jiang Qingyan's pace.

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Jiang Qingyan felt that there was someone behind her.

Yangchun Lane is not the most suitable place to live. It is noisy, crowded, mixed with fish and dragons, and most of the surrounding areas are migrant workers.

But this place has cheap rent and convenient transportation, so she has no better choice.

Jiang Qingyan couldn't help but quicken her pace, it's not like she didn't meet Deng Tuzi here.

But most of them are those who are ruthless but not daring. They are strong and cowardly, and there is a faint smell of alcohol behind them.

Jiang Qingyan thought, is it still dark?Dare to come out?

Immediately thinking, Meng's mother has moved three times, and the environment has a great influence on the children, so Zhizhi cannot be allowed to grow up in such an environment.

It's just that the housing prices in this city have continued unabated, so how can she afford a better community?

The footsteps became more and more urgent, Jiang Qingyan was uneasy today.

That project had been lurking for three months, and it seemed that there would be a breakthrough, but someone messed up the good work, and all previous efforts were wasted.Lin Fan didn't say anything, but the superior was inevitably a little tongue-in-cheek.

Don't make it too difficult for Lin Fan.

Or, the "extra money" of more than 1 yuan should be used to solve urgent needs first?

Jiang Qingyan kept an eye out, although she was full of thoughts, but when she was near the door of her house, she suddenly turned around and walked towards another building.She hibernates quickly, hiding in the narrow and dark stair hole.

Sure enough, the footsteps behind her followed her closely, walking towards the building together.

Fang Yi climbed up the stairs, only halfway there did she realize that the figure following her had disappeared, and she immediately turned her head down.

The dark stairway is like a bloody mouth that can swallow people's souls.

Jiang Qingyan stood at the door with her back to the light.The setting sun was shining brilliantly behind her, but she herself became a silhouette, so dark that she couldn't see her expression clearly.

Jiang Qingyan squinted her eyes and raised her head, staring blankly at Fang Yi who was standing on the top of the stairs.

Last time I had a hasty farewell, this time I was able to look at it calmly.

She is still the same Fang Yi, with an air of dignity that makes one's teeth itch, a pair of red phoenix eyes that can be stained with peach blossoms at will, and in the aftermath of the setting sun, she is so beautiful that it can give birth to a sunset glow.

"Yo." Jiang Qingyan pulled out a mocking smile, "Xiao Fang always condescends to come to this kind of place? Could it be that he came to find me?"

Fang Yi suffocated, saying "yes" is not true, and saying "no" is not true.

Can this person chat?

Just such a sentence kills the chatter?Fang Yi originally had a thousand words to say, but was choked up by Jiang Qingyan's words and couldn't say anything.

The "stalker" theory that Sister Hong said doesn't work at all.She's been stalking her, and she wants someone to step down the steps.

No, Jiang Qingyan was so generous that she blocked Fang Yi's steps.

Fang Yi adjusted her breathing, raised her head again, and it was clear again.

"What a coincidence." She said, "Xiaoyu."

Jiang Qingyan almost spit out a mouthful of blood, what?Xiaoyu?She still thinks she is "Jiang Yu"?

Fang Yi walked down the steps, walked to Jiang Qingyan's side naturally, looked at her with concern, without any affectation.

"Manager Zhang said that you are not feeling well, and you have been on leave for three days. I thought, so I came to see you. Unexpectedly, I met here. So, where in life do we not meet? I think we are really destined .”

Shit, a lie made up at will.

Jiang Qingyan went crazy.

If she didn't give her face, wouldn't she lower her face even more?

She clearly knew that she was Jiang Qingyan, her so-called old lover, but she insisted that she was "Jiang Yu", right?

Well, Fang Yi, you are so kind.