“How can we be even? We didn’t know you couldn’t have children after your abortion. Now that we know, what’s wrong with you asking him for a job? He owes you that!” Liang Tuyou retorted without backing down.

"Mom, please talk to Dad, I beg you." Liang Xiaohe was on the verge of collapse.

Over the years, Liang Xiaohe has been wholeheartedly good to her family, hoping that her parents will not hold her back because of her filial piety.

But now, Liang Tuyou is actually threatening Liang Xiaohe with her past in order to get Liang Xiaobao's job, which makes Liang Xiaohe feel extremely cold.

“Xiao He, you need to know that your family is your root. You can’t even have a child now, and the Zhao family might kick you out at any time! Listen to your father, get your brother a job. Even if the Zhao family doesn’t want you anymore, you’ll still have a family to rely on.” Jiang Yue’e always stood on her husband’s side.

“Actually, you don’t have to go to him. There’s another way to get Xiaobao a job,” Liang Tianyun said.

"What method?" Liang Xiaohe asked hopefully.

"Give your job to the younger one..."

Before Liang Tuyou could finish speaking, Liang Xiaohe shouted, "No way!"

What does this job represent? It represents Liang Xiaohe's future.

If she loses her job, Liang Xiaohe will become the "rural person" she has always looked down upon.

Can Liang Xiaobao be her support?

Stop joking! Liang Xiaobao is extremely selfish. He only cares about eating the good food himself, and even if he eats until he vomits, he won't let his older sisters have a single bite.

“If you’re not willing to give up your job, then go ask him for a job for Xiaobao. If you don’t hear about a job by next month at the latest, I’ll go to him myself,” Liang Tuyou said coldly.

"You might as well force me to my death," Liang Xiaohe said bitterly.

“Even if you die, your job will still belong to Xiaobao,” Liang Tuyou said coldly.

Liang Xiaohe walked out of her parents' house, looking dejected.

She struggled for so many years, and finally she has the good life she has now.

Is everything about to be lost?

No, she couldn't admit defeat.

There's a way. Stay calm, everything will work out.

Zhao Tianyu was busy all afternoon.

As it was time to leave work, Zhao Tianyu went to Liang Xiaohe's workplace to find her.

After wandering around for a while, I couldn't find Liang Xiaohe.

"Sister Mei, where's Xiao He? Did she go to the restroom?" Zhao Tianyu asked Zhang Mei.

Zhang Mei is Liang Xiaohe's partner, and the two of them are in charge of the fabric counter together.

"Deputy Director Zhao, are you here to check up on attendance or for personal business?" Zhang Mei asked with a smile.

"It's almost time to get off work! I'm going to ask Xiaohe to go home with me." Zhao Tianyu smiled and said, "Sister Mei, just call me Xiao Zhao like before! Calling me Deputy Director Zhao sounds awkward."

"Hehehe... Deputy Director Zhao is really approachable." Zhang Mei certainly wouldn't be so tactless.

Calling Zhao Tianyu "Little Zhao" directly? People who don't know the situation might think she's arrogant and disrespectful to her superiors.

"Sister Mei, you still haven't told me where Xiao He went!" Zhao Tianyu pressed.

Zhang Mei waved, signaling Zhao Tianyu to come closer to speak.

After Zhao Tianyu approached the counter, Zhang Mei said softly, "Xiao He went to the hospital. She had a headache when she went to work this afternoon, and she couldn't bear it anymore, so she went to the hospital an hour ago."

In fact, Liang Xiaohe came to work this afternoon, signed in, and then left.

Before leaving, he asked Zhang Mei to cover for him.

Zhang Mei and Liang Xiaohe often did this kind of thing.

Zhang Mei helped Liang Xiaohe, but also for her own sake.

"Did Xiao He not ask the team leader for leave again?" Zhao Tianyu frowned.

For the past month or so, Liang Xiaohe has frequently been late or left early.

Some colleagues have already said behind her back that Liang Xiaohe is taking advantage of Zhao Tianyu's influence, not asking for leave when she needs to, and taking advantage of the company.

"Hey! Deputy Director Zhao, it's only an hour. Taking leave will result in a deduction from your bonus, so please don't be so strict," Zhang Mei said with a smile.

Zhang Mei desperately wanted Zhao Tianyu to turn a blind eye.

Liang Xiaohe can be late or leave early, so can others!

Every family has its share of troubles throughout the year.

"No, I need to go tell Old Chen that Xiao He's attendance this afternoon doesn't count." Zhao Tianyu turned around and went to find Old Chen from the personnel department who kept attendance records.

"What a blockhead. He doesn't even know how to take advantage of public resources." After Zhao Tianyu left, Zhang Mei couldn't help but curse.

Zhang Mei had originally planned to go out and take care of some personal matters tomorrow afternoon.

Zhao Tianyu's incorruptible demeanor thwarted Zhang Mei's plan.

Zhao Tianyu found Lao Chen and crossed out Liang Xiaohe's attendance for this afternoon. Then it was time to leave work.

Zhao Tianyu hurriedly walked to the hospital.

Liang Xiaohe wasn't feeling well, and Zhao Tianyu was a little worried.

The Zhao family.

After Zhao Zhenzhu woke up from her afternoon nap, she found that her son and daughter were not in the room.

Zhao Zhenzhu heard the "clattering" sound of a sewing machine coming from Wu Meiyun's workshop. She went over to take a look and saw Wu Meiyun bending down, stepping on the sewing machine to make clothes.

After Zhao Zhenzhu got married, Wu Meiyun tried to take on fewer tailoring jobs, but some long-time clients were simply impossible to refuse.

To avoid keeping her regular customers waiting, Wu Meiyun does some work every day, within her capacity.

“Mom, let me help you,” Zhao Zhenzhu said.

“Okay, you do the sewing! I’ll do some handicrafts.” Wu Meiyun gave up her place.

Wu Meiyun has been operating the sewing machine for almost an hour today, and now she's feeling a bit sore in the back and wants to stand up for a while.

Even while standing, Wu Meiyun's hands never stopped moving.

She held a strip of cloth in her hand, and with a few quick twists and turns, she made a butterfly-shaped knot in no time.

Zhao Zhenzhu quickly got to work.

Zhao Zhenzhu was also efficient; in less than half an hour, she finished sewing the two pieces of clothing that Wu Meiyun had cut out.

"Not bad, you haven't neglected your skills these past few years," Wu Meiyun praised.

When Zhao Zhenzhu first started learning the craft from Wu Meiyun, she was often scolded to tears by Wu Meiyun.

Now, Zhao Zhenzhu's tailoring skills are on par with Wu Meiyun's.

“Mom, it’s all thanks to your excellent teaching. A strict teacher produces outstanding students!” Zhao Zhenzhu smiled and said, “In recent years, many people from Zhoujia Village have asked me to make clothes for them, as well as customers from the town. If you don’t take any work here, they come to Zhoujia Village.”

“What kind of strict teacher am I? When I was learning the craft from Master Ma, I would be punished with a ruler if I made a single mistake in a stitch. I never hit you.” Wu Meiyun smiled and said, “Master Ma’s craftsmanship is really good. The flowers she embroidered look so fresh that they could attract bees to fly on them. It’s a pity… I only learned 60% of her skills.”

Zhao Zhenzhu's eyes widened.

Master Ma must be my mother's embroidery master, right?

"Mom, I want to learn embroidery. Can you teach me?" Zhao Zhenzhu asked.

Wu Meiyun rarely mentioned the word "embroidery" in front of Zhao Zhenzhu.

Recalling Wu Meiyun's master-level embroidery skills from her previous life, Zhao Zhenzhu felt a real itch to try them out.