Da Laohei lived up to her name: big, old, and dark.
Big meant she had a lot of strength.
Dark meant her skin was indeed dark.
Old was thrown in purely for the sake of rhyme.
As for her full name?
Forgive Gu Xiaobai, but he hadn't remembered it yet.
Let's just call her Da Laohei for the time being.
The two of them chatted casually back and forth, and before long, Da Laohei started venting about her job.
You wouldn't know unless you heard, but once he heard, Gu Xiaobai instantly turned into the most attentive listener.
Weren't these all prime materials for writing? Everything was starving for content—starved, absolutely starved!
Da Laohei: "Sigh, working two days on and two days off is usually okay, but during holidays, it feels like my entire soul gets evaporated. I basically slept at the station these past two days, woke up the next morning, and went straight back to work."
Da Laohei: "Did you know? Just last week, an old grandpa wanted to take the high-speed rail to his son's place to spend the Spring Festival. Guess what he brought in his suitcase? He brought a jar of self-brewed Kaifeng white liquor."
Da Laohei: "According to the rules, we originally wanted him to put the liquor in a storage locker. But guess what the grandpa did?"
Gu Xiaobai: "Threw a tantrum and rolled on the ground?"
Da Laohei: "Not at all! The grandpa pulled several small bags of side dishes straight out of his suitcase, sat right next to the storage lockers, and started eating and drinking r…
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