“Little girl, if you want to file a complaint, then go ahead. Anyway, Auntie feels she hasn’t done anything wrong.”
The Cleaning Lady looked at the environment in front of her, which was no different from a toilet.
Anyone who knew would think she was here to clean a room, but those who didn’t might think she was here to clean a bathroom.
Luckily, she had prepared by recording audio and taking pictures when she entered, so she wasn’t worried about being reported at all.
“If it were someone else, there’s no way they could clean this up for 68 yuan an hour.”
She shook her head helplessly. At her age, cleaning was already hard-earned money.
The price was already very cheap, yet the young person in front of her still insisted on haggling.
She picked up her toolbox, ready to leave.
Meanwhile, Chi Qingya had already shared her grievances in the Sister Group, hoping her friends would help judge right from wrong.
[Little Bear Gummy: Qingya, I’ve even thought of the title for your Xiaohongshu post.
Just call it “Spent 💰68 on a cleaning service and got pua’d instead? Witnessing what ‘Princess Syndrome Auntie’ really means 👑” #CleaningServicePitfalls #RantAboutAuntie #RentalWoes]
[No Cilantro (Postgraduate Edition): I’ve got the content for you too, Qingya.
Who gets it, family‼️ After our girls’ party yesterday, the place turned into a dump 🚮. Gritted my teeth and booked deep cleaning on a certain platform, but ended up hiring an Ancestor!‼️
👉《Auntie’s Strange Operations Full Record》
1️⃣ Snapped pics for her Moments as soon as she entered 📸
She circled my house battlefield with her phone, posting: “How can anyone live in this doghouse” 🙄 (Caught her red-handed)
2️⃣ Brought her own lunch for a picnic 🍱
Pulled out two boxes of Self-heating Hotpot from her toolbox, said my place was so messy she could only squat to eat (Was she here for a field trip?)
3️⃣ Green Mold Cake act blind three times 🍰
The moldy cake was right under her nose! Not only did she avoid it with her rag, she even said, “Little Girl, eat less sweets or you’ll get fat” 😅
4️⃣ Confusing talk about extra charges 💸
“You’ll need to pay for three extra hours for this” ❓️ Might as well just rob me! Is Crayfish Shell charged by the piece 🦞?]
[Strawberry Milkshake (Diet Edition): Exactly, Qingya, you can’t let this Auntie pua you! They just see we’re young and want to bully us, so you have to be careful, especially since you’re living alone and we can’t help you. I suggest you just snap back at her.
If you’re posting, add a #HumanAtavismScene to the topic.
Of course, Qingya, I’ve even thought of how to clap back at these old things for you.
💅 Auntie, do you need help editing your Moments post? I suggest adding #HumanAtavismScene
💅 “Share a bite of your Self-heating Hotpot, after all, 68 yuan can’t buy your immersive performance.”
💅 “You should switch careers to Mold Appraiser, since being able to ignore Green Mold Cake is a real talent.”]
Chi Qingya looked at her friends chatting so enthusiastically, and some were even ready to help her post on Xiaohongshu. She felt a little touched inside.
All the day’s troubles melted away at that moment.
She couldn’t help but think of Su Li.
If Su Li were here, would she help speak up for her if she saw her being bullied?
Would she argue with this Auntie on her behalf?
Chi Qingya’s gaze suddenly dimmed, and her previously buoyant mood slowly fell.
If Su Li were here, she probably wouldn’t speak up for her.
She would probably still wear that indifferent expression, as if nothing ever concerned her.
Or maybe…
Su Li wouldn’t argue with this Auntie, but would just quietly clean up the room herself.
Looking at the Cleaning Lady who had already left, Chi Qingya felt an inexplicable sense of loss.
It didn’t take long for the commotion in the corridor to attract the attention of others. Neighbors she rarely saw suddenly gathered.
Chi Qingya felt her face growing warm.
“Sixth floor’s little missy, eh—”
Shanghai Auntie used her thermos cup to cover her mouth, pretending to whisper to the auntie next to her:
“Garbage Room Auntie said this morning, in her sorting bag, the used toys and beer bottles were all mixed together!”
The metal Elevator doors reflected three knowing, wrinkled faces.
“Tenants like this are just bad luck!”
Northeast Big Sister from 903 clutched her Prayer Beads, incense ash falling onto her Kangaroo Grocery Shopping Plastic Bag.
“Yesterday a fat cockroach crawled out from her door crack, I chased it for two floors!”
“Guess where that critter ran?”
“Swish, right into her pile of shoeboxes in the corridor— hmpf! My girl says all her twenty-something pairs of Little Leather Shoes are knock-offs!”
She glanced around, exchanging looks with the others, and they all nodded knowingly.
“Her deliveries always come in the middle of the night, and the knocking is so loud every time.”
A neighbor whispered: “Last week, there was a box labeled Nighttime Long-lasting Black Box. When opened, it was a vibrat—”
Seeing there were children around, she quickly changed her words: “Ahem, it was Overnight Health Supplement! Girls these days, really…”
At this moment, someone else muttered:
“I used to see the Little Girl who lived with her always carrying a bunch of garbage bags. I didn’t get it before, but now I do.”
“No wonder she’s always so busy. Living with someone like that, you’re bound to get sick sooner or later. Speaking of which, it’s been a while since I’ve seen that Little Girl.”
Chi Qingya looked at the crowd gathered to watch the commotion, her body trembling slightly, her face growing even redder.
She felt like a clown performing in a show, surrounded by onlookers.
After she closed the door, Chi Qingya felt even more aggrieved.
She just wanted someone to help clean her room— why did she have to be talked about like this?
It’s not like she wasn’t paying…
She just wanted to bargain a bit, make the price a little lower.
She only bought a few little toys that any adult would use— why did everyone else act like she’d committed some unforgivable crime?
Feeling her nose sting and her eyes growing red, Chi Qingya sat by the door, curled up, buried her face in her knees, and sobbed softly.
After a while, the buzzing of Fruit Flies reached her ears. She waved her hand in disgust, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and stood up again.
The room still needed to be cleaned. After pulling herself together, Chi Qingya immediately hired two Aunties through the app.
Since it was already late, Chi Qingya had both Aunties come together to help clean.
This time, she spent a lot, paying each of them 100 yuan an hour, for a total of 600 yuan.
The two Aunties worked for four hours before the place was finally tidy.
Even though they frowned when they saw the state of the room, they didn’t show it as openly as the previous Cleaning Lady.
But their expressions still hurt Chi Qingya inside.
Clearly… clearly, they do cleaning for a living. Other people’s homes can’t be that clean either.
Why did they have to treat her like this?