Ancient cultivator Tang Jin was caught in a battle between cultivators and exotic beasts over a spiritual treasure and was accidentally transmigrated to another world.
He found himself to be ...
In a simple mud-brick house on the outskirts of Panyun County, a voice cried out, "Xiao Mohe, Xiao Moyu, how dare you! You even dared to sell my job. Who gave you the audacity? Huh?"
Qin Diao stared at her two grandsons with red eyes. She got up early this morning to go to work at the state-run restaurant. As soon as she arrived, she saw a familiar face, a young woman in her thirties.
This young woman comes from a well-off family, and she occasionally helps Qin Diao and the others out of pity.
"Xia, why are you here so early? The state-run restaurant isn't open yet. You'll have to wait until noon to buy food," Qin Diao said to the young woman named Xia in his local dialect.
Xia was also puzzled when she saw Qin Diao. "Auntie, you're not here to buy food, you're here to go to work. What's wrong? Didn't your Xiao Mohe and Xiao Moyu tell you? They sold your job to you."
With a "boom," Qin Diao felt a surge of heat rush to the top of her head. She staggered back a few steps, and Xia quickly came over to support her.
"Auntie, are you alright? Don't be scared. I really did spend 350 yuan to buy you this temporary job. I'm not lying to you."
Qin Diao took a while to recover. Seeing that Xia didn't seem to be lying at all, she knew that it was probably true. But how could these two boys do such a foolish thing?
"You stay here for now, go back and ask them what happened."
Xia called from behind, "Auntie, once you buy this job, you don't want to return it." Although she felt a pang of reluctance, she persisted. There was no other way; finding a job these days was just too difficult.
Qin Diao fled home in a panic. She had no choice; if those two brats had really taken the money, the job would belong to them. She couldn't bring herself to go back and take it back.
Seeing that his grandmother's eyes were already glistening with tears, Xiao Mohe finally couldn't bear it and knelt down directly in front of Qin Diao. Xiao Moyu also knelt down with her.
"Grandma, I sold the job." Xiao Mohe's voice was already trembling with tears as she spoke.
"Grandma, let's go. I don't want to stay here anymore. How about we go to the South Island? Nobody knows us there, and we can live like everyone else. I never want to hear people call us capitalists' brats again."
As they spoke, both of them were already sobbing uncontrollably. Qin Diao's tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. But that was a job that would provide her with a livelihood. How would she raise these three children to adulthood?
When Xiao Moyan returned home and saw this scene, her nose immediately stung, and tears streamed down her face. She knew that her two older brothers had done it all for her sake.