"Grandpa's soup is too salty."

Chen Zhenzhen was dissatisfied: "Not only is it salty, it's also mushy."

Zhao Xingjia and Zhao Xingye had a good meal at the restaurant yesterday, but today they ate this meal, which tasted like pig food:

"Dad, can you be more careful when cooking?"

Zhao Youcai couldn't hold back his emotions anymore after working so hard and still being criticized. He slammed the table in anger:

"This is how I cook. If you don't like it, forget it."

Zhao Xingjia also slammed the table: "That won't do. We can't go hungry every meal. If you can't cook well, just take out the money and buy us food from outside."

"I don't have any money."

"You have no money. Where did your money go? How about we go get it for you?"

Zhao Xingye couldn't help it. When he stole the money before, he found that there was no money in Zhao Youcai's passbook. At that time, Zhao Youcai lied to him and said that there was another passbook. Now he guessed that the money must be in Li Shulan's hands.

Zhao Youcai saw Lao Si threatening him and said in a muffled voice, "I'll give you the money tomorrow."

It seems I have to ask Shulan for some money to calm these two bastards down.

After dinner, Zhao Xingjia tossed and turned in bed, not knowing which department he would be transferred to tomorrow. Could it be the hot and stuffy production workshop?

It can't be the cleaning department, which specializes in dealing with garbage and wastewater in the production process. This job is smelly and dirty, and he doesn't want to do it. I heard that the discharged wastewater is also poisonous.

Doing this job means risking your life to make money.

If he were assigned to this department, he would definitely quit.

He slept for a while and was about to get up to settle the score with Ma Xiulan, but was stopped by Chen Zhenzhen:

"The college entrance exam is coming up in a few days. Today you said you took half a day off, but you didn't study hard. What are you going out for now?"

If Zhao Xingjia passed the college entrance examination, she would still have a future. Zhao Xingye hadn't even slept yet and had already sat by the stove to review. Zhao Xingjia was still snoring. She lifted the corner of the quilt and finally woke him up from the cold, but he still wanted to run away. He was really a hopeless case.

"Okay, I'll review it then."

Anyway, I can always settle the score with my mom.

Old Mrs. Wang didn't dare to make a sound now, for she was afraid of being pushed out to freeze again.

Unfortunately, the peace in the Zhao family did not last long, and Zhao Xingfeng came back angrily.