147 This Could Be Considered As Happiness (1/2)

”Ruoxin, you're here to collect the clothes?”

The woman smiled and nodded. ”Yes.” There was a faint glow to her face in the frosty wind, and her belly was growing bigger.

”It is such a cold day, and you are still here for collection.” The woman pitied her fragile frame and sighed. ”You are the thinnest pregnant woman I have ever seen. You must take care of yourself. Don't compare with the others and don't work too hard.”

”It's alright, I can do it. The baby will arrive soon. I want to save more money to buy her milk powder.” She smiled happily as she looked at her stomach. Her face was in a state of bliss.

”Alright then, give me a minute.” The woman wanted to say more but stopped herself. Finally, she shook her head and went back in.

Nobody knew where she came from, the one who collects clothing. They only knew her name was 'Ruoxin', a pregnant woman who had no one. She usually came to this area to collect clothing to wash. They pitied her so they were constantly looking out for her. Even when there was no clothing to be washed, everyone would come up with some in unison. It was a form of unspoken help for her. To put it plainly, everyone owned a washing machine; but they just wanted to give her money with a cause.

After all, they were all women. Such a pitiful woman deserved their sympathy.

The middle-aged woman emerged with a big bundle of clothes in her arms. She passed them over to her.

The younger woman at the door thanked her and then made her way to the other families for collection.

That was Xia Ruoxin.

A few months ago, she left that city using what little money she had for a bus ticket. She was penniless when she arrived. This was why she stayed in a warehouse and worked as a laundry lady to earn money. Life was tough, but she felt satisfied.

Now, both she and her baby were well. She did not feel lonely because she had her baby.