Chapter 112: Broker (one more) (1/2)
In the tube building in the Beiting block, a family burned the fire very high. I don’t know what rare food they have made. The smell floats from the tattered cracks in the door and the window, attracting people downstairs and nearby. Live to swallow saliva.
At this time, there was a broker standing downstairs. She was a half-aged mistress, wearing a red leather jacket of crude material. Everyone called her sister Qian. At this time, she lit the grass smoke and looked up the building.
The so-called brokers are the middlemen of some gray business. They say good things, but they actually do some mischievous activities, such as this one. She is a elder sister who sells a woman nearby. In ancient times, she can be called a bustard.
This woman herself has a bit of evolutionary ability, but her ability is very tasteless and has no practical use. However, in this era when evolutionary people are noble than ordinary people, she has a higher status than everyone in this tube building.
Before the end of the world, she was a woman sitting in a bar. After the end of the world, she turned into a figure with a face nearby, but any woman who couldn't survive in Beiting and had no choice but to betray her must go to her to make a name and earn money from her body. 30% of the money should be given to her broker.
Some young girls who were not convinced were tortured by some of her stinky fish and shrimps, and since then, few in the tube building dare to disobey her.
In the beginning, she was just a broker. After tasting the benefits, her inner ambitions inflated. Seeing single women who insisted on not selling herself, she even threatened and lured those innocent girls to sink together with her.
Every self-sufficient person in Beiting hated this woman, but no one dared to say anything. When she saw her coming, a passing man smiled and bowed to her, ”Hey, sister Qian is here. ”
Sister Qian took a mouthful of cigarettes and responded indifferently, and then pointed to the scented house and asked, ”What's the situation with that old lady? Is she getting rich?”
The so-called meaning of her coming here, everyone living in the surrounding tube buildings knows, spitting in the way she walked secretly.
In this tube building lived two lingering girls. One was about twenty years old. Before the end of the world, she was a high-achieving student from a prestigious university, the kind of good university that people all over the country know. This woman's literary spirit is quietly born, even in the last days, it is like a plum blossom.
The other girl was younger, fifteen or sixteen years old. She was the granddaughter of the horse woman who had tuberculosis in the building. The two grandchildren were crowded in the attic. The little girl gave birth to a beauty, but she was too skinny, like a bone, and her mother-in-law was also sick
Is dying.
Sister Qian made up the idea of these two girls more than half a month ago, like the girls who recruited them into fame, and promised so many benefits.
”Think about it, now in this world, you two girls who have no ability at all will starve to death sooner or later. I said Xiaoqian, don't be too noble. What a college student in this world is, what is integrity? The most important thing is to fill your stomach.”
Sister Qian looked at Xiaoqian with an indifferent expression and snorted in her heart. She couldn't understand these talented women, she looked at them with a proud face and nostrils every day. Now it's alright, the college student is really going to be rubbed and crushed by her, she still has to let this little money go to the sea today, see how she will be upright in the future!
As for the other little girl who was a little panicked, she took out the face of a confidant big sister, ”Niu Niu, do you want to wear a floral dress and eat big steamed buns every day like Sister Qian? Your grandma can't bear to let you and me. I'm afraid you will suffer. But if you look at your grandma, you don't want to make some money for her to buy some medicine to eat? Sister Qian promises you that you are here with me, and your sister will arrange for you to be the big boss in the base, and you will be popular It’s spicy...”
Before she could finish her words, Madam Ma walked in from outside with a broom, coughing violently and angrily said: ”You dare to touch my granddaughter and Xiaoqian, old lady, I will fight you! Anyway, I cough and die. Get out of here, you bitch!”
Where did Sister Qian feel so embarrassed, she was driven out of the attic by the horse woman with red eyes, her head shape was messed up, she felt hatred and annoyed for a while, and wanted to ask someone to come up and teach these people a lesson, but the horse woman in front of her He coughed as if he was going to die immediately.
She hesitated in her heart. When she looked back and saw other people in the tube building were secretly poking at her good show, she sneered into anger and sneered, ”Okay, you are the most noble, I will look at your dead old woman after he died, you How does the granddaughter live!”
Since then, Xiaoqian found out that no one dared to buy the woven blanket he hooked up. Niuniu went to buy black grain pancakes, and the boss didn't dare to give her a bargain.
Even they are often troubled by some small gangsters near the tube building. They know that this is a good thing that Sister Qian has done. She said that no one around dared to help them.
Since the day of anger that day, Ma's body has become worse and worse. She lay on the bed with tears every day, watching her granddaughter and Xiaoqian being bullied, and she hated and couldn't do anything.
She already had a foreboding that after her death, the two little girls who were alone would fall into the situation.
Xiaoqian used the money left from selling the blankets to buy some rice for Ma Ma, and boiled a very thin millet porridge to feed her. Ma Ma waved his hand, ”Don’t waste food, you girl eat, I’m a wasteland body. Eating is a waste.”
She looked at her granddaughter who kept crying with some difficulty, and her heart was filled with despair immediately. She didn't want to die, and didn't want to leave her granddaughter in this cannibalistic world.
Xiao Qian seemed to know what Ma Ma was thinking, and hurriedly comforted her: ”Mother-in-law, don't worry, Niuniu is my sister. If I eat anything, I won't miss her a bite.”
Ma's wife just cried silently, how could two weak girls screw that **** woman.
Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, a flash of hope flashed in her eyes, and her skinny palms firmly grasped Xiao Qian and Niuniu's hands.
”Girl, go and serve the Buddha of Bliss. Being an aunt is better than being ruined by those people. I heard that the Buddha of Bliss is very spiritual...”
At this time, more than half a month later, Sister Qian was standing under the tube again. She heard that the horse woman was going to die soon, so I came to see their jokes today.
This old woman is immortal, and she hinders the people around her. It is difficult for her to start. When the dead old woman closes her eyes, the two little bitches/people do whatever she wants. When they fall into her hands, she will call They look good.
Sister Qian felt relieved when she thought about it, but when she arrived, she found that Po Ma’s house was cooking. People who didn’t know thought they had made a fortune for the holidays.
At this time, the man who was stopped by her turned his eyes and smiled vaguely: ”Then who knows, maybe he is really rich.”