Chapter 11

Xiaoqian's home is a village in the city. It takes about ten minutes to walk into the city. Hungry but without money, Xiaoqian looks through the dirty roadside stalls.

These stalls, people know her, can credit, but she is not willing to aggrieve themselves.

I won't be wronged in my previous life, not in this life.

Through the roadside stalls, her eyes stay in, not far away from a good scale hotel.

Although she can't compare with those high-end hotels she went to in her previous life, she can barely count it. Ignoring the fact that she doesn't have any money on her body, Xiaoqian calmly walks in.

The waiter saw the beautiful girl, dressed in plain clothes, and asked several times whether she was alone. Xiaoqian gave her a look and pushed her glasses. The waiter was shocked by her aura and took her to the window.

The view from the French window is good. There are a few stars in the sky, a big willow tree swaying in the wind, the neon of the hotel sprinkled on it, and cicadas chirping.

Xiaoqian picked up the menu, roughly browsing the circle, "2 plates of blanched shrimp, scallion fried sea cucumber, steamed turbot, scallop fans, river crab, dry fried beans, green pepper shredded potatoes, a bowl of rice."

The waiter hesitated, "sister, our plate is very big."

Xiaoqian mild smile, "I can't eat, will pack."

The waiter didn't dare to neglect, but she still looked at Xiaoqian a few times. What the girl ordered was expensive food.

The dishes were quickly served. Xiaoqian ate slowly. There were no annoying people in front of her. Her appetite was better. The waiter stood on the side and looked at the strange girl.

She ordered a lot of seafood, but did not move a chopstick, just eat vegetables with rice.

The first time I saw such a guest, Xiaoqian ate almost the same, called the waiter.

"Give me two more dishes and pack them away, but I have special requirements for making and packing the plates."

"Yes, you say."

Xiaoqian finished the request, and the waiter was surprised, "are you sure?"

Can you eat that thing?

"Do as I say, I'll pay double for the dishes."

Another pot of chrysanthemum tea was lit to cool off the heat. Looking at the chrysanthemum churning in the water cup, Xiaoqian blew it again and again.

"The taste is much worse than golden chrysanthemum."

In the brain, as if appears a soft glutinous child sound.

Mom, why do you always drink chrysanthemum tea?

Chrysanthemum tea can clear the liver fire of staying up late, mother often sleeps.

That small only accompany mother sleep, mother won't insomnia.

Some hot eyes, outside a few junior high school students on the evening, carrying a bag riding a bicycle passing by, big ugly sportswear uniforms can not stop, a young face.

If not for those bitches, her little only, it's time to go to middle school, carrying a big schoolbag, to tell her growing up troubles.

But after the little angel left, she had been insomnia. As soon as she closed her eyes, her daughter was covered with blood and crying for her mother. No one could understand the pain that no one could say. Daughter, mom missed you.

"Sister, it's 480 yuan in total. Would you like to pay by card or in cash?" The voice of the waiter interrupts Xiaoqian's thoughts. She takes back her sight to look outside.

"May I borrow your phone?"

"This way, please."

No one can understand how a mother who is dependent on her child feels after she loses her favorite child. Even if she takes revenge once, it is hard to stop the fire of hatred in her heart.

Want her to extinguish the fire, unless the little angel can come back to her and call her mother again.

However, how could Xiaoqian, who has been a psychologist all her life, not know that death is the biggest loss in psychological terms, and this blank can never be filled.

So, only with action, revenge those who let her lose her daughter guy, she has no way to fill the hole in her heart, then, in the heart of these scum, also poke a few, accompany her pain.

Borrow the phone, Xiaoqian call Ni Jianren.

"I'm at the seaside hotel. Come and pay."

Ni Jianren is also a stingy man. Compared with Chen Lin, he has never been better. He feels numb when he hears that Xiao Qian is paying.

"What are you doing there?" This is one of the most expensive hotels in the city!

"Just come and pay the bill. What's so much nonsense?"

"I have something else to do. If I can't get by, you can do it by yourself." With that, I'm going to hang up.

Xiaoqian smile push glasses, "I next door table, like sitting your boss, is called Li Zhenyou, I find him to settle."

"Xiaoqian! Don't look for him! I'll be right there Ni Jianren is flustered.

Hang up the phone, Xiaoqian look at the dishes on the table, feel that they can also pack a few more.

Where is Li Zhen? She's a liar.

The reason why slag man is so nervous is that Li Zhen is slag man's boyfriend. He is afraid of exposing the secret of his sexuality.

"Sister, all the dishes you ordered have been packed. This is specially made for you. Is it really edible?" The waiter handed over the lunch box and smelled the strange smell across the lunch box.

"Little girl, my sister asked you, where is the wound, people will not hurt?" Xiaoqian asked.

"Er... On your nails?" The waiter was confused when asked, what a strange guest.

"Wrong, the wound will not hurt on others, so, do you understand?" Xiaoqian pushes her glasses. The waiter is at a loss. It's so abstruse.

I'm sorry to eat by myself. I have to entertain the slag man. This is what I prepared for the slag man.

Ni Jianren comes to Xiaoqian after she drinks a pot of chrysanthemum tea. When she comes into the room and looks around, she doesn't see Li Zhen. She just sees Xiaoqian sitting as steady as a mountain.

"Where's Li Zhen?"

"Maybe it's just a bit of a daze."

Ni Jianren took the bill and almost fainted when he saw the number of 400“ Why so much? " He works in public institutions, the salary is not bad, but this is also his half month salary!

"I don't have that much money with me!" Ni Jianren is going to die of grief.

Half a month's salary!

"Well, I'll call my dad over, but he's so mean. You know, if he's angry, it's hard to say about the engagement next week. Maybe he'll go to your unit?"

"I'll get the money!" Ni Jianren squeezed a few words out of his teeth.

"Cell phones stay." Xiaoqian takes away his old Nokia. In this era, it's also a luxury. With this mortgage, I'm not afraid that scum men will never come back.

Looking at Ni Jianren's angry back, Xiaoqian is in a good mood. She takes a sip of the tea on the table.

She is really a bad woman. It's so cool that she can't take her expression when she sees that she's so angry.