This is exactly what Wu Xiuying hates the most!

She simply waved her hand and said, "Don't put the blame on me here. I'm telling you, I'm not an unreasonable person. This workstation should be mine, and this applies wherever I go! If you're unreasonable, then I'll find a more reasonable place to talk it over!"

It was because Wu Xiuying knew that this was a critical moment in the factory's transformation that she deliberately proposed arranging Li Mohai's work at this time.

This youngest son had never worked in his entire life in his previous life, never earned a penny, and just spent his days eating, drinking and having fun. He was a loser!

In this life, Wu Xiuying would never allow her youngest son to become like this. He is still young and many things have not been finalized. As long as he can be guided well, he will definitely do better and better in the future.

Director Xu finally understood that Wu Xiuying was certain of this matter. He gritted his teeth and said, "Security Department, do it or not!"

"Dry!"

Wu Xiuying agreed immediately. She didn't care what job Li Mohai did. As long as he had a formal job and didn't stay at home eating and drinking for free, that was enough.

Wu Xiuying agreed, but Li Mohai was unwilling. Working in the Security Department meant working in three shifts and standing guard at the gate. How could he bear this?

"Mom, I'm not going."

Li Mohai walked over reluctantly and started to act coquettishly with Wu Xiuying.

"The security department is too hard. I won't go. Mom, can't you arrange a better job for me?"

Before Director Xu could even speak, Wu Xiuying slapped Li Mohai on the back of the head and yelled, "You useless bastard! Look at you now, just eating and waiting to die. Isn't that shameful? I tell you, those who don't work, don't eat. If you don't work, you won't have anything to eat. Just try it if you don't believe me!"

"Mom! I grew up by your side. You have always loved and cared for me. How could you bear to let me do such hard work!" Li Mohai was a little anxious.

He really didn't understand what was going on with his mother during this period of time. Why did she seem like a different person?

"It's because I'm your mother that I can't let you just sit around eating and waiting to die. Either you go to work or get out of here. Don't call me mom anymore. It's up to you!"

Wu Xiuying was also a straightforward person and directly gave two choices.

For Li Mohai, these two choices were simply hell, except that one was the seventeenth level and the other was the eighteenth level.

He hesitated for a long time and finally said reluctantly: "Okay, I'll go to work, okay! I've never seen you act like a mother like this!"

Li Mohai turned around and went back to his room, muttering to himself, and slammed the door to express his anger.

Director Xu sighed helplessly, "Xiao Wu, your sons are really giving you a lot of trouble. Okay, I'm going back now."

After saying this, Director Xu turned and left, obviously worried that Wu Xiuying would continue to negotiate terms.

Wu Xiuying didn't care whether her two sons were happy or not, and started studying her pickles directly.

She was naturally clever and skillful, and was especially good at making pickles. People around her liked the pickles she made, so Wu Xiuying planned to make some and try selling them.

Wu Xiuying did what she said. She borrowed a tricycle from her neighbor and rode it to the vegetable market.

Soon, Wu Xiuying bought a lot of vegetables and some seasonings. She sorted the vegetables according to needs and blanched them, and then started to make soup.

The most important thing about this pickled vegetable is the braising soup. Only when the soup is well cooked can it taste good.

While the soup was cooking, Wu Xiuying wiped each jar of pickles inside and out with a dry towel to make sure there was not a drop of water on it.

If there is water on the jar, it will affect the taste of the pickles. The most important thing is that it will also affect the shelf life of the pickles. If you are not careful, the pickles in the whole jar will probably rot.

These are little tricks that take time and experience to develop.

After a while, the stewed soup was finally ready. Wu Xiuying poured out all the soup and set it aside to cool. Then she started cutting vegetables and was busy for the whole morning.

At noon, Li Mohai finally came out of the room. Seeing the kitchen full of smoke, he became a little anxious.

"Mom! Why haven't you cooked yet? I'm starving!"

"No one dies of starvation. If you're really hungry, you should hurry up and make yourself a meal instead of standing here complaining!"

While Wu Xiuying was scolding the child, her hands were not idle. She quickly collected all the raw materials for the pickles, put them into the cooled braising soup, and sealed all the jars.

Seeing Li Mohai still standing there in a daze, she pointed at the empty stove and said, "Didn't you say you were hungry?"

"mom!"

Li Mohai really couldn't bear it anymore this time. He couldn't just not let him eat a bite, right?

"Yeah, your mom's here!"

"Hurry up and cook, your mother is hungry too."

Wu Xiuying responded, then turned and walked outside. Before leaving, she did not forget to put her apron on Li Mohai.

Is this... is this normal, mom?

Li Mohai couldn't even believe his eyes. He would rather believe that it was all an illusion!

However, the rumbling sound of his stomach reminded Li Mohai all the time that he was hungry, and all this was happening in real life.

Although Li Mohai was reluctant, he quickly brought two bowls of noodles.

Looking at the steaming noodles, Wu Xiuying didn't hesitate at all. She took it and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

After working for a whole morning, Wu Xiuying was really tired and hungry. Although the noodles were very unpalatable, it was very good to be able to eat ready-made noodles, which was a big improvement.

Li Mohai wanted to say something, but when he saw Wu Xiuying eating noodles in big mouthfuls, he suddenly couldn't say anything. Originally, Li Mohai was very dissatisfied and unhappy about the cooking matter, but he didn't know why, but now when he saw his mother eating the food he cooked, he felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment, and even a little bit of pride that was difficult to express.

"Mom, is it delicious?"

Li Mohai had prepared many complaints, but now, they all turned into this one question.

"It's delicious! My son is amazing! He cooked so well even though it was his first time!"

"Look at these noodles, they're cooked! Haha, they're actually cooked!"

Wu Xiuying said this and took another big bite.

Although her praise was not sincere, Li Mohai obviously appreciated it.

"Then I will cook noodles for you whenever I have time in the future!"

Li Mohai looked at Wu Xiuying with a smile.

Is this considered repaying kindness with enmity?

Wu Xiuying took a deep breath, then frowned at him: "You will be working in the Security Department in the future. If you don't have time, you don't have to cook noodles. Be good and listen."