In an alleyway in the North Street of this city, there is a table of people playing mahjong. They are concentrating on building their own "Great Wall" in an attempt to attack and defend freely and win.
One of the fat women played the card, and a trace of pride immediately appeared on her tense face. At this moment, her cell phone rang. She found it annoying, so instead of answering it, she took out the phone and hung up.
After a while, the phone rang again. Having won a round of cards and made money, she happily picked up the phone and answered the call. She heard the other party say, "Hey, are you looking for a cleaner at your house?"
yes! The fat woman asked in turn, are you going to apply for a job? The other party said, yes, where can I find you? The fat woman said, "Go out of North Street and wait for me at the door of the apartment on the left on the 5th floor of Unit 3, Building 2, Meilin New Village. I will be back outside later."
The other party asked her to say it again, remember it clearly, and make an agreement over the phone to see you there or not.
The caller was none other than Fei Duoneng, who was struggling to find a job. After he came out of the Environmental Health Bureau building, he felt very depressed. He walked aimlessly to the North Street intersection and saw a sticker on a telephone pole. Zhang saw an advertisement for home cleaners, so he memorized the phone number, found a phone booth and called twice, and finally got through. Because the person who answered the call was a woman, Fedoneng felt even more excited. In addition, the woman readily informed him of her home address, which made him want to give it a try even more.
Fedonen searched for it as if he was following the map and stood quietly at the door waiting. At noon, the owner of the suite on the opposite right came back and was opening the door. Fedoneng pointed to the door of the suite on the left and asked if this family was Looking for a cleaner?
The man looked at Fei Duoneng strangely, as if he didn't believe that such a young man was applying for a job as a cleaner. He nodded, walked in and closed the door.
Fei Duoneng asked before he was reassured that he was not looking in the wrong place after all.
About two hours later, it was already afternoon. The owner of the apartment opposite went out and saw Fei Duoneng still waiting here. He cast a sympathetic look and praised, "You are quite patient!" Let me tell you, you are not waiting here. The person in the room opposite is named Dujuan. People call her Mrs. Dujuan. She is addicted to mahjong. She may be playing mahjong with others in an alley on North Street. You'd better go there. Find her, or wait here. I don’t know when she will come back.
Fei Duoneng nodded, but felt that it was not appropriate to go to Mrs. Du Juan like this. Even if he found her, it would not be appropriate to talk about this kind of thing during a card game. Mrs. Du Juan might not be in the mood to talk, so she might as well wait here! This is her home anyway, and she will always go home.
Seeing that Fei Duoneng was still standing at the door of Mrs. Du Juan's house, the man went downstairs by himself. When he got to the fourth floor corridor, he turned back and glanced at him with a strange look, as if he thought Fei Duonen was stubborn and waiting. People are incomprehensible.
In the evening, Fei Duoneng finally waited for Mrs. Du Juan, a slightly fat woman in her fifties, but she looked younger than her actual age. Perhaps because of her fair skin and no wrinkles, her every frown and smile are still so beautiful, and she still has the charm of a middle-aged lady.
Du Juan: Ever since Long Dafa "died" in her belly many years ago, some men interested in her beauty have not dared to marry her because they all thought she was a slut.
Since the police found out the cause of Long Dafa's death, some people used this as a topic of discussion after dinner, and summarized and refined what was said. Finally, a terrifying version was spread, saying that if Long Dafa only regarded Du Juan as a The mistress was playing for fun, maybe he would not die, but because Long Dafa and Du Juan got the marriage certificate and became husband and wife, and Du Juan had a strong character, she killed him.
After such a rumor, men who were worried about her at first did not dare to touch her for fear of being harmed; those who dared to touch her felt that they were taking risks, but risk-takers need insurance.
A fat man who knew Du Juan was a bachelor. He once met her on the street and deliberately picked her with his foot while showing an obscene smile.
Of course Du Juan understands, but looks down upon him. In the past, Dujuan would have scolded this obese man and even warned that if you dare to harass him again, I will call the police.
This time, Du Juan's attitude became ambiguous. There was a reason for this. Since Long Dafa's death, almost no men had bothered her. Even if she put on heavy makeup and dressed up beautifully, it didn't help. She felt lonely.
Now, this fat man giving her a chance is like a smoker who is used to smoking high-priced high-quality cigarettes. He has no money to buy them for a while, so he has to smoke low-priced and inferior cigarettes. At least he can stop his addiction!
In this way, Du Juan winked at the fat man, which was a signal to him. The obese man and Du Juan went to the hotel to book a room that day. After a "flesh-and-flesh" fight, Du Juan dispelled all the accumulated loneliness and depression for some time.
She changed her impression of this fat man, and also changed her own concept. She felt that he was not good, but still good.
The obese man was afraid of repeating the same mistake as Long Dafa and Du Juan's "abdominal death", so he said, Du Mei, I can be gentle and lingering with you often to adjust my life, but I can't marry you. I am used to living a single life. When one person is full, the whole family will not be hungry.
In fact, when this fat man said this, it was like holding on to the safety belt of his life, so as not to be like Long Dafa, who was married to Du Juan, and die when he was extremely happy during sex.
Of course Dujuan didn't force her, and slowly other men came to her, but they all made it clear that it was just for fun. Sometimes it's not about playing with the body, but playing with cards. Over time, Du Juan became addicted to playing mahjong, and even did not bother to wash the rice bowl he had eaten and the clothes he had changed.
Since she is considered rich, after Long Dafa's death, the rental income from the two storefronts and some assets belong to her, which can completely meet her consumption.
When people live a prosperous life, they will become lazy. Du Juan, who was too lazy to take care of the housework, asked someone to write an advertisement for household cleaners. No one paid attention to it for several days. Unexpectedly, on the 6th day, she received a call and someone was willing to apply.
But at the card table, she won money and couldn't leave. She agreed to come out to negotiate with the applicant over the phone, but she was delayed because she was stuck at the card table.
In the evening, after losing all the money she had won, she walked out of the Mahjong Alley on North Street and returned to her building in Meilin New Village. When she walked to the fourth floor corridor, she saw a young man standing on it.
When she asked, she found out that it was the man who had called her in the morning. She did not expect that he was a young man and he was quite handsome, so she asked him in a questioning tone, "Young man, can you handle being a household cleaner?" Fedoron kept nodding.
Du Juan is a woman who values appearance, and her first impression of him was good. Then, while taking the key to open the door, she talked to him, asked his name and age. When she found out that Fei Duoneng was only 18 years old, she said in her heart, this bastard can be my son.
After a while, Du Juan entered the house. Du Juan remembered that she had made him wait a long time, and felt a little cruel to him, so she said, I am so sorry to you.
She wanted to be warmer to him now, pouring tea and handing over sweets, in order to make up for the injustice she had done to him while playing cards during the day.
Fei Duoneng disagreed and just wanted to ask her if she could sign a contract and talk about the monthly salary as a cleaner here, but he couldn't get a word in.
When Du Juan poured tea and handed over candy, he took it and put it on the coffee table, saying, "Auntie, don't be too polite."
Before I finish speaking, I want to say next, I am here to apply for a job, and you should treat me like a worker. After all, I am not here as a guest. Of course, he will then talk about how to sign a contract as a cleaner here. But with so many meanings, there is no chance to express them.
Dujuan heard him tell her not to be too polite, as if she was prompted or inspired, she became more polite.
I saw her picking up the candy that Fedonen put back on the coffee table, tearing off the patterned paper on it, and stuffing the golden candy into Fedonen's mouth.
He was too embarrassed to open his mouth, so Du Juan said in a half-threatening, half-talking tone, "Do you want to apply for a job at my house? If you want to apply, just eat this candy before talking."
