thief's woman

Chapter 1 Depends on each other

At eight or nine o'clock in the evening, Hong Kong, the city that never sleeps, is far from its nightlife of feasting and feasting.In the prosperous cities, the rich have ways to spend a lot of money, and the poor also have their own ways to make a living.The luxurious life of the Pearl of the Orient seems to have nothing to do with the people in the slums who worry about daily necessities.

A few sporadic lights lit up in the distance in the old-style tube building. She stood downstairs, bent over and carefully took off her piercing high-heeled shoes, and submitted her resume to run errands to find a job for a day. Touching the rotting flesh, she gritted her teeth in pain and quickly withdrew her hands, taking a breath of cold air with a "sizzling" from her mouth.

After sitting on the stone pier in a daze for a long time, she put on her shoes again and began to climb the stairs.Every time I took a step, I felt a sharp pain in my heel.If Sister Ping knew that she was like this, she would feel very distressed.she thought.

When I opened the door and entered, there was a stale smell in the room, as if it was an old house that had not been lived in for a long time. It had not been ventilated for a long time, and moldy and damp were mixed together.She twirled her fingers and called softly, "Sister Ping?"

No one answered.There are only leftovers on the table, and the dishes and chopsticks have been soaked in the sink for several days, and no one has washed them.Her heart skipped a beat, fearing that something might happen to Sister Ping.

She turned on the overhead light, and looked around hastily. There were several morning newspapers spread out messily on the sofa, all of which seemed to be recent, and should have been brought back by Sister Ping after finishing her cleaning work.She was even more frightened, of course she knew what the headlines were on the front page this morning, because she was carrying the same newspaper in her handbag.It has been six years, and her mental state is still not very stable. Sister Ping's deliberate actions are clearly worried about her.

Her tears fell down, it turned out that she was so worry-free!Let sister Ping, the only one who cares about her, worry about her like this!She wiped her tears, hoarsely called out again tentatively: "Sister Ping..."

There was a rustling sound from the back room, and Sister Ping replied weakly: "Meiling? Meiling is back?"

Yao Meiling pushed open the bedroom door and saw that Sister Ping was lifting the quilt to get up. She was pale and looked very weak, so she quickly asked, "Sister Ping, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Sister Ping had already sat up: "Silly boy, I'm fine. I've got an old problem. My shoulder hurts and my waist is bad... Why are you back? Didn't you say that it's easier to find a job when you live with a friend for a week? There is no rush, take your time, you can always find a good job..." Sister Ping showed a weak smile on her pale face: "Silly boy, don't tell me when you come home suddenly, come, I will cook a bowl of noodles for you Go, are you hungry?" She was about to struggle as she spoke, but was stopped by Yao Meiling: "Sister Ping, take a good rest, I can eat whatever I want, and I'm not very hungry..." But her stomach At this time, she cooed uncontrollably, and Yao Meiling lowered her head in embarrassment and touched her belly. To be honest, she had been looking for a job all day, and she hadn't had dinner yet. It would be a lie to say that she was not hungry.

"Silly boy, I brought you up since you were a child. How can you hide it from me?" Sister Ping said distressedly, "Haven't you eaten dinner yet? Sister Ping still has the strength to serve a bowl of noodles. I'll be your favorite later." Eat beef noodles."

"Yeah!" Yao Meiling nodded desperately, like a little daughter wrapping around her mother's lap and acting like a spoiled child.

The light in the small kitchen was dim, and she sat on a chair with her head propped up, waiting for Sister Ping's beef noodles.Away from the misty glass door, Sister Ping is skillfully filling the soup, with a happy smile on the corner of her mouth. A small house with relatives is a happy home.Just like when I was a child, my mother was busy in the kitchen, and she and my father were playing and laughing in the living room outside. The family had a good time.

"Sister Ping, are you ready? Are you ready?" She raised her head and kept urging her childishly.

"Hey! Meiling, wait a little longer! The beef noodles must be poured with beef bone soup to taste better, and the soup needs to be simmered slowly to develop its flavor."

"You're starving! Sister Ping!" Yao Meiling smiled and acted like a baby.Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, how familiar this scene was.

"I'm starving, I'm starving! Mom! Are you ready for the noodles?" Xiao Meiling sat at the dining table, knocking on the bowl with her chopsticks.

Mother Yao poked her head out of the kitchen, looked at her impatient daughter and said with a smile, "It's almost ready! I have a temper like a monkey spirit! I can't wait!"

"Mommy! I want to eat the delicious soup made by Sister Ping last time, with crispy bones!" She called out childishly, "Can Mommy make it too?"

"Of course! Sister Ping's ancestral secret book is now our restaurant's signature dish, and it's especially delicious when served with soup!"

At that time, their family owned a large restaurant. Because of its proper management, considerate hospitality, and excellent preparation, there were some repeat customers, and the business was always good.Relying on this restaurant, their family can live a relatively good life in the eccentric Hong Kong.Before she was ten years old, Yao Meiling was always the little princess who was loved and cared for by her family.

There is an hourly cleaning worker in the restaurant of the Yao family. He is sincere, diligent and agile, and is very popular with the Yao family.They call her Miss Ping.Sister Ping is an old neighbor who rents next to their old house. Xiao Meiling grew up under the care of this female worker and is very dependent on her.

Parents are busy with work and don't take her with them.After school, Xiao Meiling always bounced around Sister Ping and pestered her to tell stories.When there are many guests, Sister Ping is too busy, but there is a little tail behind her buttocks that cannot be shaken off. Sister Ping smiled and said that the child is really stumbling, so she squatted down and coaxed her patiently: "Meiling, Sister Ping will serve you a bowl of noodles first, are you hungry after school? You eat first, and Sister Ping will come to accompany you when she finishes her work, okay?"

"En!" She nodded fiercely, not because she suddenly became well-behaved and sensible, but because the noodles cooked by Sister Ping were so delicious.The thin noodles are very chewy. The soup is the essence of stewed beef bones. The boiled beef tendon is accompanied by sauced beef to make the soup. One bowl will make you full and satisfied.

She sat down obediently and dozed off with her small schoolbag in her arms.Sister Ping is busy in the kitchen, and Mom and Dad are also busy with their own affairs.It wasn't until the hot beef noodles were served that she was gently woken up by Sister Ping. Her schoolbag was drooling in her sleep, and her long pout was still hanging on her lips. Sister Ping made fun of her and pulled off a wet towel for her. wiped his face.She took the steaming beef noodles and looked at Sister Ping and giggled.

That was her life before she was ten years old, the whole family surrounded her, Sister Ping doted on her and loved her.

In the mist, she saw Sister Ping's wrinkled skin soaked in the years of suffering, plundered by the hasty life, leaving only a scrawny torso, and the happiness of the past can never come back like running water.Sister Ping is getting old, but she is growing up with hardships.

She couldn't imagine how much burden life has placed on her shoulders after her parents passed away.Before the age of ten, Yao Meiling was soaked in a honeypot, and had a childhood full of satisfaction and no worries.Her life should have been carried out step by step, going to a church school, studying hard, taking exams, going to a good university, her parents have sufficient funds for her to study abroad, meeting motivated and serious boys, dating, getting married... parents When her temples were graying, she brought a group of children back to visit her parents, as well as Sister Ping, who had watched her grow up and regarded her as her own.

Grow up like every child in a normal and wealthy family, fall in love, get married, live the most ordinary but happiest life in the world, and live a life of peace and tranquility.

How could such a life have any connection with Du Tianyu, the king of thieves?

However, they finally met.

Du Tianyu.

Yao Meiling rested her chin and woke up from the memories, only to find that her chest was already wet and tears were falling down, which shocked her too.

In the dimly lit small kitchen, Sister Ping was clearing away the spatula, and the smell of noodles had already entered her nostrils.She hurriedly wiped away her tears and cleaned herself up, not wanting Sister Ping to see her crying and make Sister Ping worry in vain.

"Meiling, the noodles are ready!" Sister Ping happily walked out of the small kitchen with her noodles in her hands. Under the yellow light, Yao Meiling couldn't bear to see a few white hairs caught in Sister Ping's tight bun.After so many years of hard work, Sister Ping got old, and the hardships of life only left her with a haggard and sickly body.

"Meiling, eat quickly." She smiled, and the wrinkles on her face disappeared.

"Hey." Yao Meiling replied, lying down on the table and starting to eat noodles.

Sister Ping watched her eat contentedly, and patted her on the back from time to time: "Slow down, hey, eat slowly..."

After she was full, Yao Meiling sat on the sofa. Her eyes glanced at the few morning newspapers scattered on the sofa from time to time. Sister Ping put them away in a hurry and prevaricated: "Look, you didn't tell me when you came back...the house is messy. I haven't cleaned up yet..."

"Sister Ping, didn't you not like reading newspapers before?" She smiled, trying to make the atmosphere more relaxed.

Sister Ping sat down beside her, as if she had made up her mind to have a long talk with her.

"Meiling," she said seriously: "The incident six years ago...does it still affect you? No matter what, Sister Ping hopes that you can live in peace and health..."

Yao Meiling smiled and brushed back her long hair, pinning it carefully behind her ear, as if she didn't care at all: "Six years ago, I was still in middle school, and in a blink of an eye I graduated from college, with a piece of waste paper, I can't even find a job." Her brows and eyes were round, but when she smiled, she narrowed her eyes into a thin line, obviously she was so indifferent to self-mockery, but inadvertently there was a bit of bitterness.

"Meiling, the past is over..." Sister Ping held up the newspaper, a little emotionally: "The headlines six years ago and today's headlines are just..."

"It's just the same person..." Yao Meiling interjected.She stretched out a finger, waved it in front of her eyes, and said with a mischievous smile: "Sister Ping! Down! You took the newspaper down!" She read out the headline in bold: "The king of thieves, Du Tianyu, has served his sentence Released, six years in prison and skinny." She just smiled lightly, with no other expressions on her face, making it hard to figure out what was going on in her heart.

"Meiling..." Sister Ping called her.

"It's okay..." Yao Meiling waved her hand, the corners of her eyes were moist, "He really didn't do anything to me... Why don't you believe it."

"Good boy, shall we go see a psychiatrist?" Sister Ping asked tentatively.

Yao Meiling fell sideways on the sofa, she felt that her whole body was sinking, she was too tired to speak.

"Sister Ping...I want to sleep..."

After a long time, she felt a thick warm blanket gently covering her body.

She suddenly wanted to see someone.

That person broke into her life without warning six years ago.

Du Tianyu.

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