The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

The sky darkened.

At a street corner in Dongguan, in front of a barbecue stall shrouded in smoky smoke.

Liang Rumeng was still sitting on the low stool, holding an unfinished bamboo skewer in her hand, staring blankly at the sky that had returned to blue.

Yan Cong did not die.

The hand that pierced through the black coffin remains in her mind to this day.

After a long while, she lowered her head and chuckled softly.

It's good that you're alright.

It's good that he's still alive.

As for myself...

"What's going on?!"

A piercing roar came from inside the store.

The heavy plastic curtain was suddenly lifted, and the proprietress squeezed out, her round belly protruding.

She wore an apron around her waist whose original color was no longer discernible; it was covered with solidified grease and a few rotten vegetable leaves.

She walked to the bowl of ingredients and glanced down at it.

More than half a basin of meat skewers were still not finished.

The proprietress's face contorted into a grimace, and she opened her mouth to spew a torrent of spittle.

"Two hours have passed, and this is all you've cooked for me?!"

"What are you looking at, the sky?"

"No matter how capable someone is, that's their business!"

"If you're going to work for me, you'd better do your job well!"

Liang Rumeng then came to her senses.

She hurriedly put down the bamboo skewer, stood up, and bowed repeatedly.

"Excuse me."

"I'm sorry I've been late for work. I'll start now and finish quickly."

She bent down and reached for the bamboo skewer.

"Don't touch it!"

The plump proprietress kicked away the plastic basket containing the bamboo skewers.

Bamboo skewers were scattered all over the ground.

The proprietress crossed her arms and looked her up and down with a cold smile.

"Our shop is too small to accommodate someone as important as you."

"Get out!"

As she spoke, she pulled out a few banknotes from the greasy cloth bag at her waist.

He rubbed it between his oily fingers and then flicked it at Liang Rumeng's chest.

"Take it!"

"Here's your pay for the past few days, now get out!"

Five red bills were scattered, one of which even fell into the sewage.

Liang Rumeng squatted down and picked up the money one bill at a time.

She wiped the dirty banknote clean and counted it again.

five hundred.

Liang Rumeng held the money, her fingers slowly tightening.

"Boss!"

"I know I've missed today's work, I'll leave in a bit."

She paused for a moment, then looked up again.

"But I've been here for fifteen days."

"We agreed on 130 yuan per day, so the total should be 1,950 yuan."

"There are only five hundred here."

"What?"

The plump proprietress's two small eyes suddenly widened.

She glanced at Liang Rumeng from head to toe, a smirk playing on her lips.

"With your work ethic, you dare tell me your salary isn't enough?"

"I'm being kind by even giving you five hundred!"

The proprietress stretched out her finger, almost poking Liang Rumeng's face.

"Look at yourself again."

"Wearing a mask all day and letting your hair down, who knows if you've dropped any hair into my food?"

"So what if I deduct a little money from your pay?"

"I don't!"

Liang Rumeng suddenly looked up.

Her eyes were already red, but she didn't loosen her grip on the banknotes.

"I didn't dirty the ingredients."

The proprietress was startled by her suddenly raised voice and took half a step back.

When she realized what was happening, her expression turned even more unpleasant.

How could I have been scared off by a girl who usually doesn't even dare to speak loudly?

"Who are you yelling at!"

She yelled, spittle flying everywhere.

"You think you can just say you don't have it?"

"You dare talk back to me? You've really gone too far!"

She patted the cloth bag at her waist, making the change inside rustle.

"You can't even produce your ID card!"

"Besides me, who else on this street would dare to take you in?"

"It's only because I'm kind-hearted that I'm giving you a bite to eat!"

"You don't even thank me, and you dare ask me for money?"

"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't even have earned this five hundred yuan!"

"Take the money and get out of here!"

Liang Rumeng did not move.

She stared at the proprietress, her chest heaving faster and faster.

"I skewer the ingredients every morning, grill things for you in the evening, and clean up the trash after I close up shop."

Fourteen hours a day.

"I didn't ask you for a single extra penny."

"I just want my wages back."

"Fourteen hours?"

The proprietress chuckled.

"Who saw it?"

Do you have any evidence?

"Did we sign a contract?"

She took a step forward, her belly almost touching Liang Rumeng's body.

"If you don't get out of here, don't blame me for being impolite!"

"I'm not leaving."

Liang Rumeng clutched the five hundred yuan in her hand tightly.

"You must pay me the remaining 1,450 dollars today."

"If you don't pay me, then I'll file a complaint with the labor department."

"You dare to complain about me?!"

The landlady's face contorted into a deep grimace.

She suddenly raised her greasy right hand and slapped Liang Rumeng across the face.

Liang Rumeng did not dodge.

She closed her eyes, her body taut and straight.

The sound of cars braking at the street corner happened to come in quick succession at that moment.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of orderly footsteps rapidly approached.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The sound of insurance being activated came from all directions.

The expected pain did not come.

Liang Rumeng waited a few seconds, then opened her eyes in confusion.

The plump proprietress standing in front of her had lost her fierce demeanor.

His greasy, fat face was covered in cold sweat.

Two short, thick arms were raised high above his head, the fat still jiggling.

"Don't shoot!"

"Officer, don't shoot!"

"I didn't do anything!"

"gun?"

Liang Rumeng was even more confused.

She slowly turned her head, following the proprietress's terrified gaze.

The street, which was bustling with people just moments before, is now completely blocked off by rows of black SWAT vehicles.

Fully armed special police blocked off both ends of the street, with about a hundred people at the front carrying rifles, the muzzles pointed directly at the barbecue stalls.

Liang Rumeng froze, and tentatively took a small step to the side.

The gun barrel didn't move.

She took another step.

Still nothing.

Liang Rumeng quietly loosened her clenched fingers.

Fortunately.

They're not here to arrest her.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but the landlady almost died on the spot.

There are only two people in this shop now.

If those gun barrels weren't following the girl's movements, then who else could they be aimed at?

she?!

Depend on!

She only had a little over a thousand yuan deducted from her salary, right?

Was it really necessary to rush into arranging acute iron poisoning for her?!