Dear readers, Chen Sisi is used to being a young lady, so she doesn't understand the taste of sorrow. Just because she was misunderstood by Bao Dacheng as a woman in a state of chaos, she feels that the sky has collapsed and the ground has fallen. In the eyes of the working people, she is definitely worried about typing new poems. She doesn't think about it. Even if she suffers a little grievance and wears the hat of a woman in a state of chaos, the grievance is still suffered by Hilton, and she is carrying a gucci on her back, and there are thousands of hard-working brothers, because of their untidy clothes or

He was rejected by Hilton by beasts, and there were thousands of poor sisters who didn't even know what Gucci was. This only shows that Chen Sisi had serious lack of life experience, was seriously separated from the masses, was arrogant and bureaucratic. In this way, Editor-in-Chief Qin's suppression of Chen Sisi made sense, because Chen Sisi is still very immature now, and there is still a big gap from a competent journalist. She urgently needs setback education!

I won’t go too far, and Chen Sisi drank a few glasses of wine and felt dizzy in her head. She was wandering aimlessly in the streets and alleys of Shangjiang City in a drizzle. Before she knew it, she walked to Binjiang Road.

The Yangtze River passes through the city and divides Shangjiang into two. In early spring, the weather is cold and it rains again. The riverside road is empty and there are no pedestrians. But I see a vast river, and the river water is covered with mud and sand, which is majestic and silent. It seems calm, but it is full of murderous intent. One by one, it gathers and swells on the river surface. Everyone in Shangjiang knows that the silent vortex can swallow a barge without a trace in an instant. If a person falls into the vortex, the only way is to go to Tangjiatuo, 30 kilometers downstream to collect the body, and there is a backwater bay.

Chen Sisi stood by the river, the cold wind and rain were coming, her whole body was cold, thinking of her "tragic experience", she burst into tears for a moment.

Chen Si thought that crying alone is actually reasonable, because, medically speaking, tears are a good way to vent emotional balance mentality. It is said that women live longer than men because women like to cry. After a burst of tears, their worries will be wiped out. As a human being in the second life, the effect is the same as Nirvana.

So, Chen Sisi took out a powerful weapon of "crying", preparing to let tears cleanse the soul, face the vast river, and burst into tears: "Woo woo..."

Chen Sisi just made two "whip" sounds, but she couldn't continue.

I heard a loud scream in my ear: "Miss, I can't do it!"

Chen Sisi was so scared that she shivered, and her crying stopped abruptly, but she felt a secret sigh in her heart. This young lady was so unlucky that she was at home and could not even cry. Suddenly, she felt that she was being hugged by someone in the waist, and Chen Sisi was so scared that she shouted: "Let me go! Let me go!"

The man did not relax at all, but hugged Chen Sisi tightly, dragged him back hard, and shouted: "Girl, it's not easy for parents to raise you. It's a big deal. For the sake of your parents, you have to think about it!"

The man didn't mention her parents, but when he mentioned her parents, Chen Sisi became even more sad and angry. Her father Chen Daqiang not only did not support her career, but also obstructed her from many aspects. Her mother Jiang Yuhuan, only her father was in charge, and she had no opinion. She followed her father to make trouble. Chen Sisi was angry, and the eldest lady used the eldest lady's temper and struggled desperately: "I don't have parents! I don't have parents! Let me go!"

With a word "Let me go", the man hugged Chen Sisi even tighter: "Are you Sun Wuzi?"

"I'm not, I'm Chen Sisi!" Chen Sisi shouted.

"If it's not Sun Wuzi, he will have parents!"

"I don't have parents... I'm not Sun Wuzi! Let me go, you, you..." Chen Sisi turned her head and saw an old woman with silver hair holding her: "You old witch!"

Chen Sisi was hurtful and showed the bad nature of a spoiled young lady. However, the old woman didn't care and dragged her, coaxed and persuaded her, and dragged Chen Sisi under a sun umbrella.

Under the sun umbrella, there was a newsstand with more than a dozen newspapers and magazines covered with plastic cloth to protect against rain. The old woman pressed Chen Sisi on a small plastic stool, sat opposite Chen Sisi, took Chen Sisi's hands and sighed: "What's the matter with such a beautiful girl? Tell me about it and you must not take that path!"

"You can control which way I go!" Chen Sisi was still a little confused, and the eldest lady's temper had not yet passed.

The old woman smiled: "The aunt can't take any other way, but if you want to take that road, the aunt has to take care of it." The old woman glanced at the vast Yangtze River.

In the drizzle, the river is vast and the water and the sky is the same.

Only then did Chen Sisi realize that the old woman thought she was going to jump into the river to commit suicide because she was here to act bravely.

Chen Sisi looked carefully and saw that the old woman was kind-hearted, with silver hair and red face. She was wearing a white blue cloth dress, but she was clean and neat. She didn't look like an old witch, but like the Queen Mother. When she looked at herself again, she was wet, her hair was messy, her eyes were swollen, and her face was sad. She was wandering by the river, her soul was absent-minded, and she looked like a standard image of a short-sighted woman. Moreover, she was the kind of village woman who had no man to seek death.

Chen Si thought that he had just scolded someone for "old witch", and was very embarrassed: "Auntie, I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry, aunt, it's nothing, but I must not be sorry for my parents." The aunt said and handed Chen Sisi a dry towel: "Wipe your hair quickly, don't catch a cold, look at what you've been soaked!"

Chen Sisi took the towel, wiped her hair and face. When the cold wind blew, she felt goose bumps all over her body, and the wet clothes were pressed against her body, which was cold.

The aunt took off her work clothes.

"Auntie, I'm not cold."

"What's not cold, your body is soaked! Put it on!" The aunt did not allow Chen Sisi to shirk her clothes and put them on Chen Sisi. The work clothes carried the aunt's body temperature, as warm as spring. Chen Sisi seemed to have returned to the arms of her childhood mother, and tears rustled down.

"Oh," the aunt sighed, "Why are you crying again? Girl, I heard from my aunt that there is no hurdle in this world that cannot be overcome..."

"Auntie, I, I'm not crying, I...I want to cry...I..."

"Want to cry? Then cry!"

"Wow..." Chen Sisi cracked her mouth and cried loudly into the aunt's arms.

The aunt hugged Chen Sisi with one hand and patted Chen Sisi's undulating shoulders with the other.
Chapter completed!