Wan Mei shook her head cowardly: "I don't know anything and I don't know what job I can find. When your father was there, I never went out to work."

"So, Zhao Xiahua is right."

"What did she arrange me again?"

"She said you are someone who can't survive without a man."

"...She farted!" Wan Mei was furious, "What kind of good thing do you think she is? Her man was a bad gambling man, lost all his family, sold his house, and lived in a rental house! At least our family has its own house!"

Zhao Yuanjing asked: "The house you live in was bought by your ex-husband, right?"

Wan Mei's face changed slightly, and she forced a smile and said, "What ex-husband? That's your father! Your father has left, so this house belongs to us."

"I think if your ex-husband knew that the house he had worked hard to buy was used by a man who abused his son. He might die with his eyes open."

Wan Mei was so scared that she heard it: "What are you talking nonsense about, you are such a dead child? Are you going to stay in a hotel?"

Zhao Yuanjing doesn't want to sleep in the streets.

He also wanted to take a shower and change his clothes.

So Wanmei took him to check in a room.

The front desk still remembers Zhao Yuanjing.

After all, it is indeed rare for minors who come to stay at this big night to dress like him.

The front desk looked at Zhao Yuanjing a few more times, compared Wan Mei's ID very seriously and responsibly. After confirming that she was Zhao Xiaojing's biological mother, she agreed to check in the room.

The room is 898-1 night, and a deposit of 1,000 is required.

There are 1,898 in total.

When the front desk said this number, Wan Mei was a little confused.

Now her whole body is less than three hundred yuan.

She was a little embarrassed: "That... Xiaojing, why don't we live in another place? I know there is a nearby environment that is pretty good..."

"I won't go to the small hotel."

"Xiao Jing, why are you ignorant?" Wan Mei was so embarrassed.

There was a mother and daughter waiting in line behind. The mother was about the same age as Wan Mei. When she saw this scene, she sarcastically said: "If you don't have money, don't come here, and waste other people's time!"

The daughter asked, "Mom, is it expensive to live here?"

The mother smiled and said, "Of course it's not expensive for our family, and I think it's low-end. But... it's hard to say for some people."

"Then where do they have no money to live?" the girl asked naively.

"There is a small hotel outside that costs 30 or 40 yuan a night." The woman glanced at Wanmei, "Can you do it? My daughter is sleepy and needs to rest."

Wan Mei looked at them and said to the little girl: "Little boy, your mother is really experienced. She actually knows that the nearby small hotel costs only 30 yuan. People who have never lived in it usually don't know."

The little girl looked up at her mother: "Mom, have you lived?"

The woman's face changed slightly, she pulled her daughter and glared at Wan Mei: "What's the matter with you? It's better than a poor man who has no money like you!"

At this time, a sweet voice from the front desk came: "Get your room card and wish you a happy stay."

The two of them turned around and happened to see the scene of the front desk handing the room card to Zhao Yuanjing with both hands.

Zhao Yuanjing took the room card, and a staff member led him to work the elevator.

Wan Mei stomped her feet anxiously: "Xiao Jing, come back, mom doesn't bring enough money..."

Zhao Yuanjing walked into the elevator without looking back.
Chapter completed!