From here to the hotel where she works, the bus has to be transferred three times, about an hour after another.

She took the bus and got off the bus once. It was already dark and she was waiting anxiously at the bus stop.

It was only after seven o'clock that she had missed the last bus. If she took a taxi from here, it would cost at least 20 yuan. She was reluctant to let the money go. If she left, she would have arrived in two hours.

It was a little cold at night, so she pulled her clothes and walked alone under the street lights.

The colorful neon lights lit up, flashing like little stars in the sky.

Chen Jinfeng had yearning in her slightly old eyes, but the lights in the city never belonged to her.

At this moment, a motorcycle passed by her side, and with one hand, he quickly pulled the bag off her shoulder, and the man whistled arrogantly.

Chen Jinfeng loosened her hand and immediately screamed: "I snatched things... I snatched things..."

The bag is her salary this month, which is 3,000 yuan.

However, no one paid attention to her, and the pedestrians on the road were still looking at her like crazy.

A rustic woman, no one pays attention to it.

Chen Jinfeng chased after a long journey, but did not chase anyone.

She thought that the three thousand yuan was obtained by washing dishes and picking vegetables for a month, so she sat on the side of the road and started crying sadly.

She didn't dare to call Wanqing either. That girl would definitely think she was stupid, and she didn't even have someone to talk to.

Gu Anxi stood two meters away with her schoolbag on her back, looking at the crying woman.

She knows this woman.

Shen Wanqing's mother used to work in the Gu family's kitchen, and she would make some rice cakes for her and Shen Wanqing to eat.

Gu Anxi and Wang Keru were not close to each other, and Wang Keru didn't care much about her, so when she saw Chen Jinfeng love Shen Wanqing, she was a little envious.

She said, "What's wrong with Aunt Chen?"

Chen Jinfeng was crying, her face was green and red, and she was really embarrassed.

She stared at Gu Anxi for a long time before recognizing: "It's Miss Anxi. My money was robbed, three thousand yuan, and a month's salary."

As she said that, she felt sad again: "I saved up the dowry for Wanjing. She would not have any dowry when she married into the Qin family in the future, and she would be looked down upon."

She said, smearing her face with her hands.

Gu Anxi saw that her hands were rough and cracked, with several even tiny bloody holes.

Her heart seemed to be poked by something.

Chen Jinfeng felt a little embarrassed: "Why did I tell you this? I was careless."

She is leaving.

Gu Anxi called her.

She walked forward a few steps, silently picked up Chen Jinfeng's hand and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Chen Jinfeng's hand shrank.

Of course it hurts!

Such a hole is always soaked in water to wash dishes and pick vegetables. Of course, pesticides will hurt, and in the most severe cases, it may even become a little ulcerated.

But no matter how painful it hurts, she still gritted her teeth and persevered in order for the child to have a better face in the future.

Gu Anxi knew very well that these three thousand were no longer important to Shen Wanqing.

However, it is very important to the woman in front of you.

Sometimes, pain needs faith to support it.

Shen Wanqing is her belief.

Gu Anxi put down her hand and took out a small bottle from her bag.

Turquoise green.

Bo Xichen gave it to her.

She stuffed it into Chen Jinfeng's hand: "This should work when applied to the wound."

Chen Jinfeng didn't dare to ask for it, this little bottle looked so precious.
Chapter completed!