"We're hiring every day, but you have to be hardworking there. Lazy people don't get much money," Ye Qingqing said bluntly upfront.

So that Ye Lan wouldn't be blamed by the old lady for lying if she didn't earn any money.

"Nonsense! Lazy people can never earn money. Back in the production team, we earned work points. Some men didn't even have as many work points as me. Otherwise, how could I have supported your father and his two brothers?" The old lady started reminiscing again, looking quite pleased with herself.

Raising three sons, especially the eldest son who was so successful, was a glorious achievement that the old lady talked about with pride throughout her life.

"Grandma is amazing!"

Ye Qingqing was generous with her praise, showing a more straightforward nature.

Let alone decades ago, even now, it's not an easy task for a woman to raise three sons. The old lady certainly has the right to boast.

The old lady was even more pleased with herself and in a good mood. She made a decision and said, "Tell Zhao Di to take Ye Lan to find a job. If she succeeds, I will give Zhao Di something to thank her."

"No need. Sister Zhaodi and I have a very good relationship. There's no need to send anything."

Ye Qingqing waved her hands repeatedly, fearing that the old lady would really go to Zhaodi's house to deliver something and make a fool of herself. She could guess with her own eyes that the old lady would definitely deliver a bowl of stinky amaranth stalks or a small dish of fermented bean curd.

It means the vegetables the old lady planted haven't grown yet; otherwise, it would have been a great gift for her to give a basket of vegetables.

Zhao Di is a nice person, but her mother is just like the old lady. A bowl of stinky amaranth stalks and a dish of fermented bean curd cannot satisfy Zhao Di's mother. Ye Qingqing plans to buy some snacks and send them over.

We can't let the old lady interfere.

The old lady was delighted to hear that she didn't need to be seen off, and her gaze towards Ye Qingqing became even more kind.

"Grandma, will Dad agree?" Ye Qingqing asked deliberately.

The old lady's face darkened, and she snorted coldly, "If you don't agree, then get married. Staying at home like a corpse every day, what kind of behavior is that!"

Although she's half-dead, she's still a virgin. At worst, she can ask for a lower dowry. The old bachelor shouldn't mind, and he can at least make some money back!

Before dinner, Ye Qingqing ran out to find Zhao Di. Zhao Di worked at a shoe factory run by the neighborhood committee. The benefits were not as good as Ye Zhiguo's state-owned enterprise, and the salary was much lower.

Zhao Di is able to earn so much money thanks to her extremely fast hands and strong hard-working spirit. She works at least ten hours a day, and she has to work overtime every night. Sometimes, to meet deadlines, she even has to stay up all night.

Even so, Zhao Di doesn't earn more than a thousand every month; on average, she earns about eight hundred a month.

But if it were Ye Lan, Ye Qingqing wouldn't even need to think about it. She probably wouldn't even be able to earn two hundred yuan a month, given that she's been pampered since childhood.

Living in the same alley and being about the same age, one can earn a thousand yuan a month, while the other struggles to earn even two hundred yuan. This stark contrast is sure to deeply affect the old lady's soul.

Hehe... Ye Lan's good days are coming soon!

Ye Qingqing became happier and happier as she thought about it. She first went to the small shop at the entrance of the alley, bought two catties of high-end pastries, and then bought a bottle of liquor for five yuan. Zhaodi's father loved to drink, so she catered to his taste.

Zhao Di had just gotten home from get off work. She had arrived half an hour earlier than Ye Zhiguo and the others in the morning, and her get off work ended half an hour earlier as well. After a quick meal, Zhao Di had to go to the factory to work the night shift. She was so busy all day that she didn't even have time to catch her breath.

"Let Ye Lan work in the factory? Can she handle it?" Zhao Di's family was stunned.

What can Ye Lan, with only half a life left, do?