Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Xia Ruoxin's face was a little more embarrassed, and she quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I won't be next time," she lowered her head, hugged the daughter who was already asleep in her arms, and smiled lightly. It didn't matter that she touched the nail a lot Now, she is used to being laughed at, and if her face is thinner, she will be tied up.

She turned and walked in the direction the woman was pointing, but at this time the light rain in her arms opened her eyes and stared at the woman behind her without blinking.

The most beautiful things in the world reveal the cleanest things in the world, which can make people feel inferior. She always keeps her eyes open, the woman staring at the child's overly beautiful face, and her eyes cannot be removed for a while. And, even, I feel a little burning on my face.

The people who work are not shameful, nor are they inferior, they are just supporting themselves with their own hands.

Xia Ruoxin went to the place pointed by the woman and went in. All of them were men, only she was a woman.

You are looking for a job. The man who seems to be in charge is looking up and down Xia Ruoxin. Sure enough, the Xia Ruoxin that has been disgusted by everyone has long disappeared from people's eyes. In a year, new things will happen, and the old Things will be gradually faded by time. People are most likely to be forgetful. Stars are sometimes forgotten, let alone an ordinary person.

Xia Ruo nodded his heart, but didn't know why he used such eyes. She carefully held the child in her arms. She was a little uneasy, wouldn't be, and didn't want her?

"I can do anything, and I'm not afraid of suffering," she quickly took a step closer. If she didn't succeed again, she might not return home without food today, and go home to eat pickles and drink boiled water.

"However, this job is not suitable for you," the man said with a side of his head, explaining, "We only recruit shopkeepers here. In simple terms, porters, can you?"

"And you still have ..." He pointed to the little baby holding in Xia Ruo's heart. She wouldn't bring that little thing to work.

She is very good and won't be noisy, and we need a lot of work. Xia Ruoxin lowered her head and caressed the little rain. She was really good and never cried.

The man hesitated for a while, not without sympathy, but the job was really too heavy for women.

"I can," Xia Ruo nodded hard, she could do anything, as long as she could give her money and let her buy milk for her daughter.

Her almost begging tone made the man hesitate again, it seemed that it would be extremely sinful to reject such a woman.

And the child in Xia Ruo's heart had a pair of big eyes, and the mother and daughter had the same double deities. The kind of helpless, pleading stared at him could not even say half a rejection.

"Okay, you try it first. If it really doesn't work, then you go." He stood up, anyway, if he could persist, it would depend on her. Not a woman has done it, but time It ’s not that long. There is a big difference between men and women. Women and men are fighting for strength.

"Thank you," Xia Ruo was about to cry. She finally found a job. Maybe it will be very hard in the future. But, again, she can already see the shadow of happiness.

She hugged her daughter with a smile, and Xiaoyudian's little hand caught her mother's hair, and her little lips were raised.