After three or nine days, people's teeth trembled with cold. When Li walked on the road, she only felt that her clothes were tightly covered and the cold was still drilling on her.
At this time, even if she doesn't want to go to work again, she wants to get to the place as soon as possible to warm herself up.
Longhai Bath Center where Ai Xia works, she pushed open the glass door, nodded at the familiar front desk, and then quickly walked into the female guest department.
Pushing open the thick cotton curtain, a hot air floated up, and Ai Xia felt very comfortable and recovered from the frozen body. She took off her clothes one by one and put them in the cupboard, leaving only her underwear and sitting on the sofa.
At noon, not many people come to take a bath. Ai Xia came as soon as she cooked dinner for her family, and there was still time to rest.
Ai Xia is a bather in this bath center. Winter is the peak season. Although she works hard, her income is not bad.
"We all agree on this."
"Yes, I'll pay tomorrow."
Several girls in the mobile phone WeChat group chatted in full swing. Ai Xia smiled and sent a message: "At this age, there is no chance if you don't boast."
Ai Xia is not a local. She met Zhang Baojun in her twenties and married him. At first, the family objected, but Ai Xia was so stubborn that the people who said they were looking for it didn't want to go back on their word. Now that she is in her thirties, her original promise has turned into ten years of housework and boring work in the bathhouse.
Usually busy with work, Ai Xia has only a few good friends here, all of whom are women who live with their husbands and children.
Smartphones have been around for several years. Several people thought that they had registered a micro-signal and built a group chat. They usually talk about their parents' shortcomings in the group and give out ten or twenty red envelopes on holidays.
A few days ago, someone in the group said that they saw a set of photo studio activities and the effect was good. They also specially took photos and sent them to everyone.
Ai Xia jokingly said, "When you are old, you should take pictures like other girls. ".1 thousand, it is better to sign up for a cram school for your child. "
The man disagreed and made a voice in the group.
"For more than ten years, I have been guarding my family and the pot every day. When can I think about it myself? "
"Rhapsody in July is a flower, but a woman is not. Leave a souvenir while your body can still fit into that cheongsam. It will cost money in a few years, and no one wants to take pictures of you. "
Ai Xia was moved by this man's words. As soon as the last sister discussed it, the group owner made a decision: "shoot, we are also chic!" "
"Ai Xia, my stomach doesn't feel well. I have a guest here. Please rub my back. People need milk and salt. " Ai Xia was chatting excitedly when she suddenly heard someone calling her name.
That's Sister Wang in the bathroom. She has worked in this business for more than 20 years and is regarded as an old employee of Longhai.
"Oh, good!" Ai Xia and Sister Wang are not good friends, but they often help each other when something happens, so they agreed happily.
See sister Wang Ai Xia nodded, hurriedly turned and headed for the bathroom outside, looking a little nervous.
I guess it is urgent. Without much thought, Ai Xia led the guests to her third stage.
"Elder sister, what's the matter? Are you strong enough? " The people of Ai Xia are honest and hardworking, and sweat is dripping from their foreheads at the moment.
At this moment, a figure flashed in, accompanied by the sound of high heels stepping on the water.
Ai Xia turned his head and found that it was the manager of the female customer department. She was a little confused. Female managers generally don't come to the bathing area. First of all, she gets wet easily in women's clothes. One more thing, there are only a few women taking a bath here, and there is really nothing to check.
"Is this number three yours?" The female manager doesn't look well.
Ai Xia's hand movements paused and nodded coldly.
"You work first." The female manager glanced at the guest lying on the washtub, ignored Ai Xia, and turned over the things in the basket next to her.
"What's the matter? Is there anything wrong? " Looking at the female manager, Ai Xia was surprised.
The female manager looked at a list in her hand and said to Ai Xia, "Come to me when you have finished reading it." Say that finish, went straight out.
Ai Xia was confused. When she rubbed her back, she felt her hands were weak. After serving the guests well, she quickly put on her clothes and walked into the office of the female manager.
"The amount of essential oil in your basket is wrong. What's wrong? " Ai Xia didn't speak, the female manager asked her first.
"What ... what?" Ai Xia doesn't understand what a female manager means.
"I got the correct list of essential oils you use for bathing every week, but your number is wrong." The female manager's face is tight.
"What's the matter?"
"I sent you thirty bags. The front desk list says that ten guests used essential oils, but now there are 23 bags in your basket. "
"More?" Ai Xia still didn't understand the meaning of the female manager.
"A guest reported that a bathing worker cut corners. The purchase price of a bag of essential oil is 10 yuan, and the guests will be charged 20 yuan for using it. Three people use two bags, which is equivalent to saving ten dollars. Save two or three bags a day, and it will be five or six hundred a month. "
The female manager's mouth turned fast, and Aixia reacted for a while before she understood, and quickly cried.
"No, I have always been a guest with a bag. I am not that kind of person! "
"What about the extra essential oil?" The female manager hit the nail on the head.
I know if I have cut corners, but why is there more essential oil in my basket? While speaking, Ai Xia suddenly remembered something.
She came early at noon today. There are only two people in the bathing area, she and Sister Wang, chatting on WeChat. What is Sister Wang doing? At that moment, she came running in a hurry. Is it really because her stomach is upset?
But why did Sister Wang have to send the essential oil to herself?
Actually, thought of here, Ai Xia probably already had the answer in his heart. The female guests in Longhai are generally older. They have worked here for many years and have a good relationship with each other. Only myself, after being married from other places, was transferred, and Longhai was recruited later.
Ai Xia asked the female manager after knowing it: "Maybe someone got the news and put the essential oil in my place?"
"You don't admit it. Who do you think framed you?"
"It's not me anyway, won't you check it yourself?"
"I have counted them all, and you still have them."
"That's because she gave me more!" Ai Xia raised the volume.
"What about the evidence?" The female manager obviously didn't believe what Ai Xia said. "Several other people are local elder sister. How can people do such a petty thing? Being discovered is not shameful enough! "
"What do you mean!" Ai Xia is understandable that the female manager doubts herself. After all, it was her duty, but when she said this, Ai Xia got angry. "We foreigners are unwilling to face it?"
"I'm too lazy to argue with you. The female guest department is not much more than you, and you are much less. Either pay the essential oil in your account, deduct this month's commission, write a check, or don't come to work. "
"Don't go up, don't go up!" Ai Xia looked at the female manager with bossy eyes and became more and more resentful.
"Why are you still standing? Go ahead. " At this moment, the phone of the female manager rang, and she dropped this sentence and ignored Ai Xia.
"Who wants it!" Ai Xia walked out of the office, holding a fire in his heart and slamming the door.
2
Ai Xia was wronged and angry. She simply packed her things and left the bath center in a hurry. When she went out, she gave Sister Wang a hard look.
Along the way, she kept comforting herself, whether she resigned or not. She has long been tired of this job.
365 days a year, except for 30 nights and the first day of junior high school, every day is the same. Staying by the pool in summer, I feel breathless in my chest; Sitting in the hot air room for a long time in winter, when the cold wind blows outside, your hands will crack; It is inconvenient to take care of children. My son Mao Mao is only in the fifth grade, so he will come home from school by himself at night and heat up Ai Xia's lunch for dinner.
Besides, this is not a glamorous job. Someone asked Mao Mao's mother what her job was, but her son didn't know how to answer!
Thought of these, Ai Xia's mood relaxed a little. Maybe this is still a chance to change her life.
It's okay today. It is rare for Ai Xia to see Mao Mao at school. In fact, at the beginning, she could have lived a little easier, listened to other people's words and gave her children to her grandparents. However, Ai Xia felt that the quality of teaching in rural areas was not good, and she took her children to her side regardless of opposition. As a result, the expenses increased a lot, and she went to the bathroom to find a job of bathing.
Ai Xia stood outside the teaching building and lamented that the schools in this city are just different. How magnificent this teaching building is, and the surrounding greening is well done. Even the children's reading sounds are better than those in the village.
When the bell rang, Mao Mao saw his mother coming to pick him up from school today. She trotted over and bounced her blue Mickey Mouse bag on her back.
Ai Xia hugged the child, and all the unpleasant things were left behind. Mao Mao took her mother's hand and walked home, laughing all the way.
Open the door, Zhang Baojun really sitting in the room, his face is not very good.
"Dad!" Mao Mao affectionately shouted.
"How did you come back today?" Ai Xia asked while packing. Usually Zhang Baojun takes a taxi to have dinner outside.
Zhang Baojun ignored Ai Xia's question and asked, "Why did you come back so late? I finally came back and couldn't eat a hot meal. "
"I didn't know you would come back today ..." Zhang Baojun's words made Ai Xia feel wronged. Besides, Mao Mao usually eats hot meals alone. Zhang Baojun doesn't know whether he forgot or didn't know at all. Ai Xia also has to work hard until evening to get off work.
"Don't wander around with your children after school."
"Zhang Baojun, what do you mean!" His words suddenly lit the firewood in Ai Xia's heart, but Mao Mao's big black eyes were looking at his parents, and Ai Xia held back his angry words.
"I'm going to cook." Ai Xia stopped looking at Zhang Baojun, said gloomily, and walked away.
In the kitchen lampblack, Ai Xia quietly wiped her tears. I still remember when I first got married, she and Zhang Baojun lived an inseparable life. At that time, Zhang Baojun was not like this to him. Is it because we are old? Or is it because aunt's job of rubbing bath is not decent enough?
However, isn't she just for the children and family?
After finishing the meal, Ai Xia put the dishes on the table and came across the list of lottery tickets set aside. When she picked it up, she knew why Zhang Baojun was like this-she lost money when she bought a lottery ticket.
I don't know when Zhang Baojun got into this bad habit. He often buys lottery tickets ranging from dozens to hundreds. Calculated, it is also a big expense.
At the dinner table, Ai Xia looked at Zhang Baojun, eating with a straight face and thinking about the wording.
"Baojun, buy less lottery tickets. I heard that someone bought them just because ... "
Ai Xia's words haven't finished, Zhang Baojun smacked the chopsticks on the table.
"What did you say about a meal!"
"Keep your voice down, the child is watching." Ai Xia patiently continued to persuade, "Everyone knows that it is not easy to make money, and there are many places to use money in the future."
"This is called investment. What do you women know? "
"Which investment can only go in and out?"
"Forget it, don't say these useless things."
Zhang Baojun's attitude made Ai Xia a little annoyed, and her voice cooled down: "My little sister is going to get married soon, and she has to give a bride price of 3,000 yuan."
"Three thousand?" Zhang Baojun sneered, "That's why I'm not allowed to buy lottery tickets. I want to give the money to your mother's family. "
"When we got married, aunt also gave three thousand. This time, my daughter can't get married less than her. "
"Not your own sister, that's what I mean."
"Zhang Baojun, can you be reasonable?" Ai Xia doesn't want to discuss this problem politely any more.
"Three thousand is enough, your little sister, let your parents go out."
"I did it for your own good, do you understand!"
"Is it good for me to spend my money?"
"When I married you, I was poor. Over the years, my family asked me, when did I not say hello? What is the picture? Not only to prove that I have not seen the wrong person in the past, I want to reassure my family. " Speaking of which, Ai Xia's nose is sour and tears are about to fall.
"Now that my little sister is married, we can't even get three thousand pieces of happy money. How do you let my mother's family treat you as a son-in-law! "
Ai Xia's words made Zhang Baojun speechless. He simply picked up the down jacket hanging on the back of the chair and walked to the door: "I went to the sports car."
When he got to the door, Zhang Baojun remembered something and turned to Ai Xia and said, "Didn't you just get paid these two days? When you get paid, remit the money to your family first. "
Say that finish, Zhang Baojun bitterly out of the door. Ai Xia was sitting at the dining table, suddenly feeling a little flustered.
At that time, she said on impulse that she would resign. But when she came home and really faced the stall, she realized her impulse.
Money is needed everywhere at home. Without Longhai, it is difficult to find such a well-paid place.
But Ai Xia forgot to elaborate on this point. She must clear the table first to make room for Mao Mao to do her homework.
After finishing the housework, Ai Xia finally has the energy to think about his sister's marriage.
The Spring Festival is coming soon. I'm going back to my hometown and city now, and I'm going back for the New Year. It's unrealistic to toss and turn. I can't go back and I won't pay. It doesn't make sense
Judging from Bao Jun's attitude, it seems impossible for him to come up with 3000 yuan.
Thinking about it, Ai Xia was angry again. She works as hard for this family as anyone else. Why can't she talk when she needs money?
Little sister's wedding money must be paid. Ai Xia knows where the passbook is at home, so she can only take out the money first and talk about the rest later.
Ai Xia went to the cupboard and took out a box from the bottom drawer. All the family bankbooks are hidden in it.
Can open the lid, Ai Xia froze, and it was empty. When she reacted, she was a little flustered.
Ai Xia carefully rummaged through the other cabinets in the cupboard, but didn't see the passbook.
Ai Xia hurriedly looked down and recalled that not long ago, she saw Baojun put the passbook here. How could she not know?
Ai Xia turned the house inside out, but there was no passbook.
Ai Xia looked at her messy home, and her heart was in a state of chaos.
What about the passbook? Where have all the savings she and Baojun have worked so hard to save in recent years gone?
three
The passbook is missing. Ai Xia's first reaction is that there are thieves at home. Baojun must know about it as soon as possible.
When the phone was connected, Zhang Baojun's impatient voice came from the other end.
Ai Xia found something was wrong and asked, "Aren't you in a sports car? The road is so quiet? "
Zhang Baojun was shocked and explained, "I went out to go to the toilet, and there was no one at night. What happened? Say it quickly. "
Ai Xia had a strange feeling in her heart, but she was in no mood to think about anything else at the moment, so she quickly told Baojun, "The passbook at home is missing. I've looked everywhere, but I haven't seen it. Do you think there are thieves at home? "
Zhang Baojun obviously didn't expect Ai Xia to talk about the passbook, and he paused, as if he suddenly remembered: "The passbook, I left it to my parents."
Ai Xia heart flashed a trace of unhappiness. Zhang Baojun took the money together without telling her: "I don't know when I took it."
"I listened to the radio in the car some time ago. The news said that there were thieves near the community and several families lost things at home. I was afraid of being stolen, so I moved all the valuable things first. "
"That you somehow ..."
"Come, come, go back and say something."
Ai Xia also want to say something, Zhang Baojun has hung up the phone.
Hang up the phone, Ai Xia is thinking about what to do. Baojun certainly doesn't make sense, but it's not appropriate to go to Baojun's parents to get the passbook back.
Ai Xia married alone and was careful in everything. Baojun just put the passbook back. She went there alone to get it back. Baojun's parents may have misunderstood something.
On reflection, Ai Xia didn't come up with any good ideas. The only glimmer of hope is the salary she hasn't received after working in Longhai for a month.
But at noon today, I said, "If you don't do it, you won't do it." If you walk sloppy, will people still pay you?
Seeing that the day of bringing home the bacon is coming, Ai Xia stomped into the female manager's office.
Entering the door, the female manager is looking down at something. When she saw Ai Xia, she pretended to be very surprised: "Oh, why are you here?"
Ai Xia smiled apologetically: "Manager, I apologize to you."
"Was it quite car-scrapping when I went out from here yesterday? Why did you suddenly come over and apologize? " The female manager looked puzzled.
Ai Xia controlled his temper and whispered, "Yesterday was not an impulse. Don't be angry. "
"angry? You are not from Longhai. How can I be angry with you? "
"No, manager, my family is counting on my work and life. Please give me a chance. "
"Still want to do? That's fine, as I said yesterday, make up the poor essential oil money and deduct a month's commission. "
"Don't." Ai Xia quickly said, "It won't happen again, it won't happen again."
"It seems still didn't realize the mistake? Then you'd better go back. "
"What the fuck did I do wrong?" Ai Xia couldn't help cursing in her heart, but looking at the payroll on the table, she managed to squeeze out a smile. "Listen to you and do as you say."
Tell the female manager that Ai Xia finally kept her job and got this month's salary. She calculated, except for what she gave to her family, she only saved 200 yuan, which was not enough to buy food this month.
At this time, several group chat messages popped up on the mobile phone.
"Sisters, have you signed up?"
"It's already done."
"Well, my daughter also said that she would shoot with me."
Through the screen, Ai Xia can feel the eagerness of those friends.
"Is there anyone who hasn't signed up?" Someone in the group asked.
"There should be no, I have been talking for so long." Then someone responded.
Ai Xia looked at the chat message on the screen. It is obvious that she is alone at the moment, but she is embarrassed from head to toe. How should she explain to her sisters that she took advantage of the petty gain and was detained? Said her husband wouldn't pay? Or have you been married for so many years and have no savings?
Ai Xia, who has just been so hard on by the female manager, has put up with it, but now she is so sad that she cries for no reason. She found a corner and pretended to look at her mobile phone while wiping her tears.
This matter has almost become a knot in Ai Xia's mind.
Why is she more diligent than others, but she can't go home well? Why did she work the hardest, and finally she suffered? Why are some people so melodramatic and spoiled by their husbands?
Ai Xia can't figure it out
four
After a few days, something good finally happened. When Zhang Baojun came back by taxi, he gently told Ai Xia that his little sister was married and went back to her hometown for a few days.
Ai Xia said she was busy at work, so forget it. However, Zhang Baojun also said that he could ask for leave, and his little sister got married this time. Besides, they haven't seen each other for a long time, so it's better to take this opportunity to catch up.
Zhang Baojun said that Ai Xia was so moved that he took a few days off and went back to his hometown by train.
Back to her parents, Ai Xia felt indescribably relaxed. She didn't have to pay attention to her words and deeds, which made her look younger.
At the wedding, my little sister cried very sadly. Ai Xia remembered the day of her wedding, and her tears fell with her.
After dinner, the men were still drinking, and the two sisters sat together and talked about their family.
"Elder sister, isn't brother-in-law very kind to you?" Halfway through the writing, my little sister suddenly came up with this sentence.
"Who did you hear that?" Ai Xia smiled. "If you don't get married, why don't you give me a few days off to play?"
"I just feel this way. Every time you call home, you say that you have a good life there, but I am the same age as you. There are some things that my parents can't see, but I have feelings. " Little sister's voice is a little low.
"Look at this down jacket. You went home for the New Year a few years ago and wore it. My brother-in-law seldom calls us on holidays. More importantly, just a few years, you see how old you are. "
This last sentence startled Ai Xia's heart, and the bitter water in her heart churned outward. She couldn't hold back for a moment and told all her recent grievances.
In the end, some regretted their outspoken remarks and added, "In fact, your brother-in-law is very concerned about his family. His children go to school, and the family expenses are high. He drives a sports car during the day and sometimes drives all night at night, which is very hard. "
The little sister frowned and thought for a moment and said, "Sister, I think something is wrong with my brother-in-law."
"What?" Ai Xia didn't understand what little sister meant.
Xiaomei held Ai Xia's hand and narrowed the distance between them: "I have a friend who also drives a taxi. Taxi companies don't just run. People work day shifts and night shifts. "
"What do you mean?"
"That is to say, if you work in the day shift, you can't drive a sports car at night, and you have to drive someone else at night."
This sentence made Ai Xia's heart jump and her voice trembled: "You ... you mean Bao Jun did something else without telling me?"
"Not necessarily, I just have such a guess."
"That's right." Doubt is like water in a dam. Once it breaks, it will keep pouring out. Ai Xia said, "He didn't seem to support my coming back before. Why did he suddenly agree to let me take time off? "
Ai Xia and Xiao Mei looked at each other, and they both knew what each other was thinking.
Little sister realized that she had said too much. After all, it's someone else's business. She comforted Ai Xia and said, "Sister, maybe I think too much. The rules of taxi companies vary from place to place. Don't forget. "
Ai Xia mouth promised, but her heart has made a judgment. Lying in bed at night, Ai Xia kept echoing her sister's words in her mind, hardly sleeping a wink.
The next morning, Ai Xia decided to change the train ticket and return to the city in advance.
five
Back in the city, Ai Xia immediately went to Zhang Baojun's parents' home by bus. At first, Zhang Baojun faltered about the whereabouts of the passbook at home. Ai Xia didn't realize that something was wrong until her sister said it.
Knock knock, Zhang Baojun's parents were surprised to find that it was Ai Xia.
"Dad, mom, I just came back from my parents' house and brought you some special products." Ai Xia has a smile on his face.
"Come on in." Zhang Baojun's mother stepped aside and let Ai Xia in.
In recent years, Ai Xia and her parents-in-law can't say how close they are, at least there is no contradiction. Three people sit together and chat.
"By the way, mom, before Bao Jun took the passbook home? Mao Mao has to take money to enroll in a cram school. " Ai Xia seems to have accidentally said this sentence.
"passbook?" Zhang Baojun's mother, "Bao Jun didn't bring any passbook back." (novel title: "Divorce", author: Jun An zai. From: read some stories every day and watch more exciting)