Hearing the Voices of the People, I Work for the Welfare of the Elderly Community
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I had been unemployed for four months and was so poor that I had to work as a temporary community worker just for lunch. An aunt came in and pointed at my nose and cursed: "My money hasn't been paid out for three months! Are you going to help me with it?" "Why don't you people who take money and do nothing work die?" "I tell you! If you don't help me get it done today, I will lie on the ground and won't leave!" I was so frightened that I took a few steps back. But several colleagues laughed and pushed me out, "What are you doing?" "You are a temporary worker, and you are the one who does this kind of thing. If you can't do it, get out!" I had no choice but to hold back and prepare to explain to my aunt. The next second, the aunt didn't move her mouth, but the sound came from her body. [What's going on? Am I not fierce enough? Didn't I say that if I was more aggressive, they would help me expedite the processing? If you don't help me, I really won't be able to eat! I realized that I can hear the voices of the people who work...
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