"No, no, this was just made and served, it's not leftovers," Liang Xiaohe hurriedly waved her hand and said.

Despite the Liang family's poverty, the father and son have quite a few refined tastes.

If they think Liang Xiaohe gave them leftovers, they'll definitely get beaten up.

"That's good." Liang Xiaobao then picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

The rich aroma made Liang Xiaobao's eyes widen instantly.

"Dad, it's delicious, eat it quickly." Liang Xiaobao said, his mouth full of meat, his words muffled.

"You're a filial son. You didn't forget your old man when you ate something good." After praising Liang Xiaobao, Liang Tuyou called out to the kitchen, "Wife, don't fry the eggs, just bring me a bowl of rice."

After shouting, Liang Tuyou couldn't wait to reach out with his chopsticks, pick up a piece of meat, and put it in his mouth.

Liang Xiaohe looked somewhat saddened.

She brought the meat home for her father, but he didn't say a word about how filial she was. When her younger brother ate the meat, he simply told her, and her father said her brother was filial.

It really is... as biased as ever!

"Mom, I want a bowl of rice too," Liang Xiaobao called out, but his chopsticks didn't slow down at all.

The father and son shared the food, and when Jiang Yue'e came out of the kitchen with two bowls of rice, there were only seven or eight pieces of meat left in the lunchbox.

"Mom, you eat too." Liang Xiaohe made room for Jiang Yue'e.

"I'm full, let your dad and brother eat!" Jiang Yue'e glanced at Liang Tuyou, and seeing that he didn't speak, she swallowed hard and declined.

"Alright, Xiao He is trying to be filial to us, so even if you're full, have a bite too!" Liang Tuyou said mercifully, putting a piece of meat into Jiang Yue'e's bowl.

"Yes!" Jiang Yue'e responded happily, picked up the bowl, and slowly began to eat.

After finishing his meal, Liang Xiaobao picked his teeth and said, "Sis, don't bring back raw meat next time. Mom's cooking isn't very good. Have your husband cook it properly before you bring it back."

Today was Liang Xiaobao's first time eating Zhao Tianyu's braised pork, and it was so delicious that it rivaled the cooking skills of state-run restaurants.

After eating something delicious, I no longer want to eat the "pig slop" my own mother makes.

"Yes, yes, my cooking skills aren't good. It's a waste to cook meat for me," Jiang Yue'e said with a forced smile.

"Tianyu just got promoted, he's busy! I don't know him..."

Liang Xiaohe was about to decline when Liang Tuyou coughed. Liang Xiaohe had no choice but to say, "Okay, I'll try my best."

“Xiao He! You’ve been married into the Zhao family for three years now. You should know how much wealth the Zhao family has, right? Has the old woman of the Zhao family said when you’ll be in charge?” Liang Tuyou asked.

"Those two old geezers are incredibly cunning; they won't tell me anything. Managing the household? They're dreaming!" Liang Xiaohe said, somewhat annoyed.

"Dad, don't talk about anything else, tell me about my business first," Liang Xiaobao urged.

Liang Xiaobao didn't care at all about who was in charge of the Zhao family.

No matter who's in charge, Liang Xiaohe will always bring things back to her parents' home.

“Yes, yes, Dad is getting old and had a few drinks, so he’s forgetful.” Liang Tuyou slapped his forehead and said, “Xiao He, we were just talking about Xiao Bao’s job. Xiao Bao is not young anymore, and he’s lying at home all day, so it’s not good for him to find a wife. The work in the production team is too tiring and not suitable for him.”

Liang Xiaohe sensed something was wrong and quickly said, "Dad, I've been keeping Xiaobao's matter in mind! I just talked to Tianyu a few days ago and told him to keep an eye out. Whenever the supply and marketing cooperative hires temporary workers, we should try to get them even if it costs some money."

“Zhao Tianyu won’t do; he doesn’t have the skills. Xiaobao wants permanent employees, not temporary ones,” Liang Tuyou said, shaking his head.

"A permanent position? Permanent positions are hard to find. Even if someone offers a permanent position, we don't have that much money." Liang Xiaohe was startled.

These days, a permanent job is like an iron rice bowl; it's very difficult to get one.

Unless someone is willing to transfer the job. It's basically "selling a job".

Of course, the transfer fee is also expensive, ranging from eight hundred to one thousand yuan per job. Opportunities are also scarce.

Liang Xiaohe earns 25 yuan a month. After giving half to her family, she still has 800 yuan. It would take her more than five years to save it all without spending a single penny.

"Find some time to go see that person and ask him to arrange a formal job for Xiaobao," Liang Tuyou instructed.

If there's a way that doesn't cost money, why would you want to spend money?

This is not Liang Tuyou's usual way of doing things.

"Dad, no! The matter from back then is settled." Liang Xiaohe's face turned pale.

"What do you mean, 'even things over'? Don't you see what a mess you look like now? You were fed and pampered for years after going to the Zhao family, and your belly hasn't even swelled up." Liang Tuyou glanced at Liang Xiaohe disdainfully and said, "He ruined your life. How can you even things over with a temporary job?"

Liang Xiaohe touched her stomach, her body trembling.

Back then, Liang Xiaohe was young and naive, and fell for that man's trick.

After she got pregnant, she went to him, but he was unwilling to take responsibility at all.

Liang Xiaohe threatened suicide before the man finally relented. He promised Liang Xiaohe that if she aborted the child, he would arrange a temporary job for her. After that, they would be even.

Liang Xiaohe did not recover well after her abortion.

She went to the hospital for a check-up a few days ago, and the doctor said it would be difficult for her to get pregnant.

Six years have passed since that incident, and Liang Xiaohe has finally forgotten her nightmarish past and started a new life.

Zhao Tianyu was sincere towards Liang Xiaohe, and Liang Xiaohe had no desire to have anything to do with that person again.

“Liang Xiaohe, don’t forget, if I hadn’t found someone to help you back then, would you have been able to marry into the Zhao family? Where did those hooligans come from? Should I go and talk to my good son-in-law about it?” Liang Tuyou narrowed his eyes, staring sharply at Liang Xiaohe.

Liang Xiaohe's marriage to Zhao Tianyu was meticulously planned.

After figuring out Zhao Tianyu's daily routine, Liang Xiaohe had Liang Tuyou arrange for a few thugs to deliberately harass Liang Xiaohe on the roads Zhao Tianyu passed by.

Zhao Tianyu, caught up in the moment, pulled off a hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress act.

Later, Liang Xiaohe used the excuse of repaying Zhao Tianyu to appear in front of him time and time again, eventually winning Zhao Tianyu's heart.

Fearing that Zhao Tianyu would discover he wasn't a virgin, on their wedding day, Liang Xiaohe had Liang Tuyou bring along a few relatives to get Zhao Tianyu drunk.

It can be said that the Liang Xiaohe in Zhao Tianyu's eyes is not the real Liang Xiaohe at all, but rather the image that Liang Xiaohe designed for Zhao Tianyu to see.

"Dad! I've taken a lot of things from my parents' home over the years! You've ruined my marriage with Tianyu, and it's not good for you either." Liang Xiaohe tried to reason with Liang Tuyou.

“I don’t want to interfere with your marriage with Zhao Tianyu either. I just hope you can go to that person and ask Xiaobao for a job. The choice is in your hands, not mine.” Liang Tuyou spread his palms, looking like a rogue.

“I can’t go to him anymore, he’ll turn on me. We agreed that he’d give me a temporary job and we’d be even,” Liang Xiaohe pleaded desperately.