"Ziquan, are you tired? Why don't you take a rest for a while before training again?" Grandpa Mu asked his grandson with concern as he looked at his slightly pale face.

Mu Ziquan was watching Mu Shan's receding back. When he heard his grandfather's question, he leaned against the wall, turned around, and shook his head slightly.

"Grandpa, I'm fine. These past two days I've been able to stand on my own for half an hour and even walk a few steps without holding on to the wall."

Mu Ziquan's voice was filled with excitement. His aunt's rehabilitation training program was comparable to that of the world's top trainers.

Although the process is a bit intense and painful, the results are quick.

"Really? That's great." Grandpa Mu was happy for his grandson when he heard that he could walk a few steps.

But thinking of Mu Ziquan's efforts and hard work during this period, he still said it with some heartache.

"Ziquan, Jiaojiao said that your leg is almost healed, but grandpa hopes you won't rush it..." Having said that, Grandpa Mu hesitated to speak.

Seeing that his grandfather seemed to have something else to say, Mu Ziquan quickly explained, "Grandpa, don't worry.

Although my legs were paralyzed for three years, they have recovered quickly. Now I just need to follow the training methods my aunt instructed me to do."

"Well, you must remember to follow Jiaojiao's instructions and not intensify your training without permission, understand?"

After hearing his grandson's words, Mr. Mu smiled with relief, tears flickering in his eyes.

While he was happy, he also felt that his grandson's non-stop training was really too hard.

So he quickly changed the subject, wanting his grandson to rest for a while: “By the way, Ziquan, our transportation now doesn’t just rely on walking.

We can get information by more than just shouting. We already have a communication line. Why do you have to go all the way to Mushan?"

Grandpa Mu recalled that when they were young, they fought with fists and relied entirely on strength. The era when one could easily cripple the opponent if not careful was gone.

"Hehe, I really shouldn't have done that. I was so anxious that I actually forgot there was a phone at home!"

Mu Ziquan said embarrassedly. He realized belatedly that he was too concerned and felt inexplicably guilty.

"Ziquan, don't worry about the medical equipment factory. Su Shuoci and Jiaojiao are not pushovers. Besides, there are the Han family, the Xiao family, and even the Si family as their backing."

Grandpa Mu was not simply comforting his grandson, but he had already called the relevant departments to deal with the matter.

"Grandpa, before I can walk properly, can I study medical equipment technology research and development?"

"Well, that's possible. When you can walk freely, you can also take up a position in a relevant department like Su Shuoci, and be available whenever the country needs you."

"Grandpa, if my legs can recover as before, I still want to go to the front to fight."

"Ziquan, as long as you are happy, grandpa supports you." Grandpa Mu said sincerely.

"Dad, Ziquan, what are you talking about on the balcony? Come downstairs for dinner." Mu Qingtong shouted from the stairs.

"Okay, let's go downstairs to eat. Will my uncle and the others come back for dinner tonight?" Mu Ziquan asked in a good mood.

"They eat in the factory cafeteria, and we can cook in our dormitory." Mu Qingtong said in a normal tone.

In fact, she was still very angry, but she didn't dare to show it in front of her father and nephew.

Ever since her adopted daughter caused that incident, she was too embarrassed to go back to work at her previous unit, so she applied for early retirement.

Because she was only 48 years old, Gu Jiaojiao hired her to work in the canteen of the electrical appliance factory.

Mu Qingtong usually checks whether the vegetables sent by farmers are fresh, and then weighs them and records them.

At the same time, she also helped supervise the hygiene in the canteen. The work was easy. Mu Qingtong knew that this was the factory of her aunt and nephew.

Moreover, her husband is now the factory director, her son is the backbone of the technical department, and her family also owns a small share.

So Mu Qingtong would find other work to do in her spare time so that she could save some salary.

Her former neighbor's sister-in-law had a rural household registration and had never had a job since she married into the city.

When he accidentally learned that Mu Qingtong could still find a job after retirement, he praised her profusely. After all, nice words don't cost money.

Although Mu Qingtong is quite old, she has a simple personality and will feel flattered if others say a few nice words to her.

So he patted his chest and introduced the neighbor's sister-in-law to work in the canteen of the electrical appliance factory.

At the beginning, she and Mu Qingtong were like sisters, and she even rushed to help Mu Qingtong with more work.

For example, when Mu Qingtong went to dump coal slag, the neighbor would grab the trash basket from her hand and say, "Let me do the rough work."

Mu Qingtong has been used to a life of luxury since she was a child. When someone is eager to do something for her, she is naturally happy and relaxed.

But after a long time, the neighbor's sister-in-law became unhappy. Why should she do the heavy work while Mu Qingtong only had to weigh the vegetables?

She came from the countryside and had always been secretly jealous of Mu Qingtong's good family background and good fortune.

Not only does Mu Qingtong work in a state-owned enterprise, but it is also the easiest job, while she doesn't even have a job.

Now, they both work in a private factory canteen, so why should she do the rough work?

So she was lazy and didn't take out the coal slag these two days. The trash can under the stove in the cafeteria was full and no one went to take it out.

Because Mu Qingtong had already forgotten about this incident, and the neighbor's sister-in-law pretended not to see it and let the trash cans pile up like a mountain.

The chef in the cafeteria was so angry that he reported the two of them to the factory director.

At that time, Wang's father did not agree with his wife introducing the two-faced neighbor's sister-in-law to the factory.

So he scolded his wife mercilessly. Mu Qingtong knew she was in the wrong and didn't say anything in front of her husband.

But when she returned to the cafeteria, she angrily complained to her neighbor's sister-in-law, "I used to take out the coal slag every day, but you insisted on doing it. Now you don't take out the coal slag without even telling me. What do you mean by that?"

"What can I mean? I'm just too busy. The factory director is your husband. Isn't it normal for him to scold you a few times?"

"You...you..." Mu Qingtong was so angry that she couldn't utter a complete accusation for a long time.

"What do you mean by 'I'? If you have the ability, don't work here!" The neighbor's sister-in-law just wanted to piss Mu Qingtong off.

She thought that she had angered Mu Qingtong and that the job of weighing vegetables and keeping accounts every day would be hers.

"Just go, go. Do you think that after I leave, you can do the easy work? I want to see if you can replace me.

I shouldn't have introduced you to the factory in the first place. My kindness was not rewarded, and I met an ungrateful person."

In a fit of anger, Mu Qingtong really returned to the Mu family. Since the Mu family had no hostess now, she could stay as long as she wanted.

In fact, her family worked in an electrical appliance factory and had a separate yard for family housing, but she was angry and didn't want to go back to her home.