Zhao Di looked thoughtful. Ye Qingqing was right. She really needed to learn a skill. She was still young and shouldn't waste her precious time. If she could learn accounting, she could become a respectable accountant like Ye Qingqing's mother!

"Okay, I'll go learn. Qingqing, you must be careful!"

Zhao Di gave her some more instructions before going home. She planned to enroll in a vocational school right now and study accounting through correspondence courses in the evenings and on weekends.

Ye Qingqing returned home. The old lady was not in the yard. By the end of September, it was getting cooler. The old lady had switched to pasting cardboard boxes in the living room. She watched the melodramatic dramas from Taiwan while deftly pasting cardboard boxes, managing to balance entertainment and work.

"Grandma, Lu Mo said he's coming to our house for dinner tomorrow and he'll be bringing lots of gifts. You'll need to prepare a lot of dishes." Ye Qingqing emphasized the gifts.

The old lady's eyes lit up. Lin Shufang was generous, so her holiday gifts must be quite good.

"I know, that guy with the rotten asshole will come to dinner tomorrow, along with his mother." The old lady pursed her lips.

It took Ye Qingqing a while to realize who had the rotten anus, and she couldn't help but laugh. Lu Qingquan's nickname was really apt; the old lady was very talented!

What are they doing here?

Ye Qingqing went over to help the old lady paste paper boxes, and took the opportunity to ask about some gossip.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is just a few days away. We're engaged, so it wouldn't be right if we didn't come!" the old lady explained.

Etiquette cannot be neglected. Even when she was poor, she would send gifts to her daughter-in-law's family during festivals. Although the gifts were few, it was enough to show respect!

The old lady shouted loudly upstairs, "Is it done yet? Half a day has passed!"

"alright……"

Ye Lan came down carrying the stack of cardboard boxes. The old lady couldn't stand her being idle, so she assigned her a task of making cardboard boxes every day. She wasn't allowed to eat until she finished making them. The workload was no less than that of working in a shoe factory. Ye Lan complained endlessly, but she didn't dare to resist.

Shen Yanhong went back to work as soon as her hand injury was almost healed, leaving only Ye Lan at home with no one to support her.

"You've only managed to paste this much in half a day. Paste all of this first, and then you can eat dinner." The old lady glared fiercely at the good-for-nothing who only ate and farted, and whose hands and feet were slower than hers, an old woman.

"Grandma... I cut my hand..."

Ye Lan stretched out her hand, which was covered with bloody cuts. The paper used to make the boxes was very hard, and it was easy to get cut if you weren't careful. Even the old lady's hands, which she had worked on for many years, were not immune to cuts, and her hands were covered with plasters.

"It's still not broken. Let's put some plaster on it and get back to work!"

The old lady threw a roll of medical tape at her, then glared at her. Ye Lan's eyes reddened. She took the tape and wrapped it around her wound. Then she picked up a thick stack of papers and prepared to go upstairs.

"You're just pasting it down there, trying to slack off up there!"

The old woman stopped her, her triangular eyes flashing with a fierce light. Ye Lan gritted her teeth, not daring to resist, and had no choice but to sit down and obediently paste the paper boxes. If she was a little slow, the old woman would lash out with her feather duster.

Although Ye Qingqing enjoyed watching it, it wasn't right for Ye Lan to stay at home all the time. She had to find a way to get that bitch out to work. She wondered if Wei Yugang had succeeded with Shen Yanhong.

Qianjin Machinery Factory Canteen

Shen Yanhong emerged from the kitchen in a panic, her face flushed crimson and her eyes watery.

The steamer in the cafeteria broke down, and the cafeteria manager told her to find Wei Yugang to fix it. She searched for a long time before finding him, only to find him flirting with a female warehouse worker.

When they arrived at the canteen, Wei Yugang said he wanted to take a shortcut through the small bamboo grove in the factory. There was no one there. Shen Yanhong was surprised that this guy actually praised her for being pretty and having a good figure, even prettier than an eighteen-year-old girl.