Four,

Xiaoya actually has nowhere to go, and she doesn't know where to go or what to do.

She stood foolishly on the street, her mind was blank, and a cold wind blew, and she had a cold war, and then she thought that no matter what, she had to survive tonight. Touching her pocket, there was still 300 yuan. This was the living expenses given to her when school started. She had spent several months and had all that left. She planned to find a place to live first.

In fact, there are many hotels near Xiaoya's house, but Xiaoya thinks that Hu Jing may come out to find her. Since she has run out, she can't be caught back, so it's better to run away.

Thinking of this, Xiaoya made up her mind and waved to stop a taxi.

After getting on the bus, she told the driver: Go to Pudong.

Although Pudong and Puxi are not far apart, in Xiaoya's opinion, this is a farewell to her life in the past sixteen years, saying goodbye to Jing'an, saying goodbye to where she grew up, saying goodbye to her childhood, saying goodbye to her deceased parents, the boy who loved her, and heading to an unknown world. When the taxi was speeding past the Yangpu Bridge, which had just been completed for more than two years, she couldn't help looking back at the brightly lit west bank of the Pujiang River, letting tears gush out and flow freely on her face.

Xiaoya later said that she actually wanted to go further and take the train to Beijing, Guangzhou, or something else. When the train passed the Shanghai station, she did have the idea of ​​asking her master to stop the car. However, maybe it was because she still had a deep attachment to the city in her bones, maybe it was because she didn't have much money in her pocket, and more importantly, she subconsciously did not expect that this farewell would last for ten years. Like too many children who left in anger, 16-year-old Xiaoya did this just because of a moment of impulse. If Hu Jing really put more effort into finding her like other parents looking for her own flesh and blood, then it would not be difficult to find Xiaoya in Shanghai through the police. Unfortunately, Hu Jing didn't do that.

Hu Jing did come out to find her soon after Xiaoya ran out. She pulled Lei Jianguo to ask her neighbors one by one, then shouted Xiaoya's name at the top of her voice, and walked back and forth several times around her home. How could Xiaoya have a shadow? She finally found an old lady who set up a fruit stall and said that she seemed to see Xiaoya take a taxi and leave. Hu Jing asked what the license plate number? While closing the stall, the old lady looked at the two and said: How can I remember? This little girl took a taxi by herself in the middle of the night, and you are really relieved!

Hu Jing didn't bother to fight the old lady and asked Lei Jianguo: What should I do? Should I call the police? Lei Jianguo was shocked when he heard this. He wanted to attract the police. He might not do it well and would have to go in and squat for a few months, because at least Xiaoya himself and the young man could prove that he had failed to rape. He was quick to be wise and put on an extremely serious look and said to the old lady:

Is there a boy next to Xiaoya? Ah?

The old lady also vaguely remembered that there seemed to be such a person talking to Xiaoya on the side of the road for a while, then nodded.

Lei Jianguo pulled Hu Jing and left, saying: This little ** must have gone home with her little partner. What else do you want to find here? I will go to their school tomorrow to look for it, and why should I call the police? Then we will kill our people! Hu Jing thought about it, and she had already been stabbed by someone else, and then she shook Xiaoya's affairs. This family is really going to make people laugh. That night, the two went back to bed. A few days later, Lei Jianguo did go to Xiaoya's school. When he asked, his classmates said that she had never come. Lei Jianguo was secretly happy and turned around and told Hu Jing that Xiaoya had dropped out of school and lived with that boy. Hu Jing was very angry and wanted to go find her, but Lei Jianguo persuaded her not to be a relative.

You can't control your child. No matter what, your body is important, and there is a child in your belly! When Xiaoya figures out that he will come back, Hu Jing has to give up. In fact, Lei Jianguo didn't expect that Xiaoya would leave alone and would leave for ten years. He was just worried that if Xiaoya comes back and explains the matter to Hu Jing, it will be a problem for him. Hu Jing also said that he would call the police and ask the police to help find it, which made him frightened. So if Xiaoya doesn't come back for a day, he will live a comfortable life. Just thinking about Xiaoya's body and face are so tender that he can pinch out water. Could it be that little bastard? He was extremely unhappy, as if he had eaten a pile of shit.

That night, Xiaoya asked the driver to park his car in a place called Yangjing Road. The reason was very simple. Pudong was not as prosperous as it is now, and there were no street lights in many places. Xiaoya looked at the darkness in front of her and felt that it was almost as good as running out. She was really scared to walk forward, so she got off the car.

Yangjing Road looks quite prosperous. After a few steps, Xiaoya saw a Tianbao Hotel. There was a banner outside, saying that the special priced room was 60/day. Xiaoya counted that there were more than 200 people on her body and decided to stay for a few days.

The hotel front desk waiter Guan Xiaoya asked for an ID card, but Xiaoya didn't. The waiter said that she couldn't stay. Xiaoya was tired all night and didn't know what to do. She just kept begging, but the little waiter refused to give in and asked her to leave quickly. Xiaoya's tears suddenly came down again.

The owner of the hotel is a fat old man in his fifties. His surname is Zhu. He smiles like Zun Maitreya. Others call him Bajie, and he never gets angry. When Xiaoya was crying outside, he was watching TV in the duty room. He heard a sound outside and came out with a cup. After learning about the situation, he waved his hand to the waiter and said, "It's only a little girl, where are you going to get there so late?" What's wrong with staying for one night without an ID card?

The waiter was quite up to the principle and said: What should the police do if they come to inspect?

Lao Zhu said: Just say it’s my niece, it’s okay.

Xiaoya said that she was most grateful to four men in her life, her husband, Zhao Lei, and the third one was Lao Zhu. Although she later became a fame, it was the arrangement of fate. She was always grateful to this uncle who took her in times of danger.

She stayed in smoothly that night and couldn't sleep all night.

The next morning, she heard someone knocking on the door in a daze, put on her clothes and went to open the door, and saw Lao Zhu standing at the door, holding a teacup, and looking at her with a smile.

After Lao Zhu came in, he found a chair to sit down, crossed his legs, took a sip of tea, and spoke:

Little girl, where is the home? It’s time to go back. It’s time to run out for too long, and my parents should be anxious.

Xiaoya didn't expect that Lao Zhu would come up and say to her parents. Her nose felt sore and tears fell down. After waiting for a long time, she said: My parents are gone, and I don't have a home.

Lao Zhu was a little surprised because there were many people from other places in Pudong. He began to think that Xiaoya was from the countryside. As a result, when he heard that his accent was from Shanghai, he asked:

Are you from Shanghai? Where are you in Shanghai and where do you go to school?

It turns out that I live in Jing'an, Taihefang. I went to the first year of high school in Jing'an Middle School.

Oh, my hometown is also in Jing'an. I ran across the river to make a living more than ten years ago. So why did you do so far? You are still studying? Let's take a walk, I'll find a car to take you back.

Xiaoya's head shook like a rattle:

I won’t go back, don’t send me back!

Lao Zhu saw that there was probably a hidden story, so he told Xiaoya with Yan Yuese: What happened? Can you tell uncle?

Xiaoya thought about it and briefly told Lao Zhu about her situation. Of course, she omitted how Lei Jianguo harassed her, but said that her mother died early and her father was gone again. Her stepmother remarried and found a man, which was not good to her, so she drove her out. After a scene last night, she had an inexplicable trust in the man in front of her, and it turned out that in the next two years, this uncle nicknamed Bajie was indeed worthy of her trust.

After hearing this, Lao Zhu fell into deep thought.

The little girl in front of me is really hard to live. If she had to send her back, the two of them at home were outsiders, so why would they bully this child? It would be useless to find a policeman. This is someone else's family matter, but if you let it go, where can this little girl go if she loses money in her pocket?

He thought about it and asked Xiaoya:

Then do you still want to go to school?

Xiaoya nodded. She still has a lot of affection for the school.

If you want to go to school, you have to go home. There is no school here that can accept you!

When Xiaoya heard this, she shook her head with a nerve reaction, then I won’t go to school anymore, I will never go back to that home anyway!

Lao Zhu said: Look at this, is it good? You can do it first with me and help those sisters clean the room. I will pay you some salary every month. When will you want to go back, I will send you back.

Xiaoya felt that there was no better way, so she nodded.

Of course, Lao Zhu would not be so generous that she asked Xiaoya to live in the guest room as a waiter. In the afternoon, Xiaoya went to the basement of the hotel with her bag. The basement of this hotel is divided into two floors. The second floor of the basement is the dormitory of these workers. There are more than twenty rooms, each of which is two or three people. The room is turbulent and smells of musty smell. Xiaoya almost vomited when she pushed the door open and went in. Thinking about it, since she was out, it should be hard to endure some hardship, so she stayed here and started her not-so-long career as a waiter.

The basement floor is a nightclub. It turned out to be a dance hall, with only one hall, with more than a dozen sets of tables and chairs, with large screens hanging on the wall, and a karaoke machine. This configuration was the most popular in the early 1990s. There were often several people sitting in the hall, and there were people dancing three or four steps in the dance floor. There were always some men and women on the vocal table coming up from time to time to present a song to everyone, hoping that everyone here would have a happy performance. Later, some flesh-and-hearted businesses began to appear inside. Some women asked for a cup of tea to sit in the hall for one night, just waiting to be taken away by the guests, so it was a relatively chaotic place. Xiaoya remembers that when she was in school, the students' code stipulated that places that were not allowed to enter and exit included three bedrooms, one living room, a video room, a billiard room, a game room, and finally this dance hall.

But when Lao Zhu took over this hotel, the dance hall was basically gone. It should be said that in those years, dance halls like this became much yellow. With the rise of various nightclubs, KTVs and disco halls, the guests of night entertainment were subdivided into several different groups, and they could meet their needs through different places. When singing a song, they had to write a song list and hand it over to the unified dance hall of the sound master. This outdated place began to slowly withdraw from the stage of history.

So Lao Zhu started to let the dance hall leave it there half-deadly because he was tight. After running a hotel for more than a year, he had some money in his hand. He drastically renovated this floor and changed it into a nightclub. He set up more than 30 private rooms and found some girls to sit on the * table. The business was so good for a while. He initially asked the girls to live in the dormitory on the second floor of the underground, but these girls who were easy to make money quickly went out to rent a building themselves. The only ones who lived in the underground dormitory were just waiters who cleaned the hotel.

There are more than 100 rooms on the fourth floor of the upper floor, and many of them are reserved for guests. After getting drunk, they took the girls directly from the nightclub. It was silent, safe and convenient, and it was a one-stop one. So the business has become more and more popular in the past two years. If the hotel had not needed staff and had to arrange accommodation for these girls, Lao Zhu also wanted to decorate the second floor of the underground to earn more money. He has been thinking about this these days, but he also felt that this kind of thing was illegal after all, and it was not good to be too ostentatious. Several large-scale venues were swept in Jinqiao. He was not very worried about this. A security captain of the Pudong Branch had a bit of friendship with him and had paid a lot of tributes over the years. He should not copy his venue, but the captain also told him not to be too ostentatious, so he planned to observe for a while before talking about it.

Although Lao Zhu made money in this hotel and nightclub, he sometimes shook his head when he saw the worldly scenes. He always felt that sitting on the table was just a seat and drinking with the guests. It was normal to hug him. But a few times he went into the private room and saw the little girl being stripped away, letting the guests touch her body, and laughed very happily, because this means she could get more tips; or one guest brought two, three girls wanted a room, or two guests took a girl into the room
Chapter completed!