1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 8 My Sister

At ten o'clock in the evening, there were still sporadic lights on in the housing estate.

At Zhai Yuan's home on the 16th floor, Zhao Meizhen and Zhai Yao were assembling the last pack of universal plugs.

"Yaoyao, you still have to go to work tomorrow morning, go and have a rest first, I'll take care of the rest."

"It doesn't matter. Just finish it and deliver it as soon as possible, otherwise those stingy guys will find an excuse to deduct your wages."

Zhai Yao installed the plug skillfully, rubbed her eyes, and smiled at Zhao Meizhen.

Looking at her daughter's smile, Zhao Meizhen suddenly felt dazed for a moment.

Last year, when Zhai Yao hadn't gone out to work, I did odd jobs at home with her, and at that time I often slacked off and stayed quiet.

In just one year, she seems to have grown a lot.

What adults see as poverty and hardship may not be a big deal in the eyes of children, because children have the vitality that comes from their hearts, making their lives sparkling and full of brilliance.

Only later, this vitality gradually disappeared as we grew up.

This kind of growth of Zhai Yao is not what Zhao Meizhen wants to see.

But there is nothing I can do.

My daughter is right. If I don’t finish this batch of orders tonight and the delivery is late tomorrow, at least five dollars of my wages will be deducted.

Five dollars can buy ten kilograms of old rice, which is enough food for a family of three for a week.

"When your brother finishes his studies, he should be able to find a good job. With more people to help out, our family life will be better."

As a single mother with little education, Zhao Meizhen has been working and cooking for more than ten years. She has almost no idea how much the outside world has changed. She just naively believes that as long as she studies hard, she will be able to get out of her life's difficulties in the future.

This is also the truth that Zhai Yuan's dead father told her before he died.

Unfortunately, she didn't know that Zhai Yuan didn't work hard in school.

Most of the students graduating from Sau Mau Ping Secondary School are not even qualified to interview at regular companies.

Being poor or rich is usually not something that can be influenced by human power.

It’s no one’s fault.

Just like you don’t know, after the bottle cap is opened, whether it will be a thank you for your patronage or a second bottle.

"Yes, brother has studied so much, he will definitely make a lot of money in the future."

Zhai Yao certainly knew what kind of person her brother was, but in order not to dash Zhao Meizhen's hopes, she had no choice but to go along with what she said.

The difference between telling lies and telling the truth is that the former makes people happy, while the latter not only makes people uncomfortable but also fails to change anything.

"Hey! Zhai Yao!"

Just as the mother and daughter were chatting, a sound like the howling of ghosts suddenly crossed the night sky and reached the sixteenth floor from the bottom of the building.

Zhao Meizhen was puzzled: "Who would call you so late?"

Zhai Yao frowned and forced a smile: "It should be a colleague from the store. I'll go down and take a look."

She put down the parts in her hand, picked up a flashlight, and hurried out of the room.

There was a man standing downstairs.

Zhai Yao shone the flashlight over there, the man squinted his eyes and then smiled at her.

"Brother Ming, why are you here?"

Zhai Yao recognized him at a glance as Ma Fuming, a subordinate of the Magic Lamp.

The profession of a groom is similar to that of a pimp. They specialize in luring and training fallen women, so most of them are good-looking.

This is the case with Ma Fuming in front of him. Apart from looking a little listless, he can barely be called a pretty boy.

"Ayao, come with me quickly, help is needed!" Ma Fuming was ready to grab Zhai Yao's wrist as soon as he came up.

Zhai Yao took a step back and said, "Brother Ming, I told you that I won't go to work until tomorrow."

"I know! That's why we need help from the underworld!" Ma Fuming said anxiously, "Something happened to my boss, the magic lamp, and he was locked up in the stinky house by the police. Other gangs took advantage of the opportunity to cross the line and poached several beautiful girls in the place. Now some regular customers are very unhappy. You go there first and take the blame. Brother Ming will give you more money tonight!" Zhai Yao was not interested in the underworld things he talked about, but she hesitated when she heard about the increase in money.

“How much can you add?”

"How about three hundred dollars?"

Three hundred yuan is nearly half a month’s salary for Zhai Yao in the restaurant.

She bit her lip, the images of Zhao Meizhen and Zhai Yuan flashed through her mind, and her eyes darkened.

"I don't make street clocks."

"Of course you don't have to! Don't worry, Ayao. Brother Ming will never let you go out. I will protect you well."

Ma Fuming's tone suddenly became gentle and his eyes were affectionate.

This is his usual trick of playing the emotional card. If the girl is a student who is inexperienced in the ways of the world, she will be easily deceived and eventually become his tool to make money.

However, Zhai Yao obviously didn't buy it and directly spread out her palm: "Give me the money first."

“Pick!” Ma Fuming cursed under his breath, took out his wallet and counted out three hundred-dollar Hong Kong dollars.

Zhai Yao took the money and said, "Wait here for me. I'll go upstairs and talk to my mother first."

"Damn it!" Ma Fuming looked impatient and shouted at Zhai Yao's back, "Hey! Hurry up, don't keep the guests waiting too long."

Watching Zhai Yao enter the corridor, Ma Fuming took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

pat-

Before he could take out his lighter, a ray of fire appeared in front of him.

Ma Fuming looked sideways and saw a young man who had come up to him out of nowhere, holding a lighter and giving him a harmless smile.

"Thank you."

Ma Fuming gathered the flame to light the cigarette and patted the other man's back of the hand.

Zhai Yuan smiled, put out the light, lit a cigarette for himself, and put his arm around Ma Fuming's shoulders with familiar movements.

"Brother, was that your girlfriend just now?"

"Where are you?" Ma Fuming shrugged and frowned.

"My boss is Fei Zaijun. Aren't you with Brother Shen Deng?" Zhai Yuan asked with a smile, a cigarette in his mouth.

"Oh, so you're Ajun's little brother." Ma Fuming let down his guard and sneered, "What girlfriend? She's just a horse in the stable."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Zhai Yuan again and smiled knowingly: "Why, are you interested? Wait until I have trained her well next month, and then you can come to the Queen's Bar on Xiupu Street, and I will give you a 20% discount!"

Zhai Yuan bit the cigarette butt hard and said, "Can you do it in a month?"

"Pick! Ask around in Xiumaoping. Is there any woman I can't handle?"

Ma Fuming was completely unaware of Zhai Yuan's darkening expression. He nudged him with his elbow and said mysteriously:
"Little brother, I'll teach you a couple of tricks. To deal with a woman, you have to use your emotions first. It's best to trick her into falling in love with you. Those girls are very fond of this. If this trick doesn't work, don't continue to pretend to be affectionate. Find a chance to give her a shot of strength. Once she's addicted, you won't be able to drive her away!"

"So that's how it is." Zhai Yuan patted Ma Fuming's shoulder: "What's your name?"

"My name is Ma Fuming, you can just call me Brother Ming. What about you?"

"My name is Zhai Yuan, and the girl who just went up is Zhai Yao."

Upon hearing this, Ma Fuming's smile gradually froze on his face and he stared blankly at Zhai Yuan who was so close to him.

"She is you..."

"It's my biological sister!"

After Zhai Yuan finished speaking, he grabbed Ma Fuming's neck with one hand and tilted his neck back to gather strength!

Sudden force!

boom!
A headbutt hit Ma Fuming's nose hard!
(End of this chapter)