At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Su Miantang said goodbye to his parents and second brother and took a bus to Qingxi Town.
This saved me a few cents and I walked for more than ten minutes to the entrance of the food factory. It was already around 5 o'clock in the afternoon.
According to her husband's get off work-off time, he can get off work in about half an hour.
Then she can take her man's car home to save money.
Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, she added some things to her backpack under the cover of a big willow tree.
A five-pound piece of wild boar meat, some seasonings, three packs of sesame cakes, and a pack of mung bean cakes.
Then put in five pounds of grade two rice and five pounds of flour.
There was still some space in the backpack, so after thinking about it, he stuffed a two-jin pot of oil and two bottles of Lao Baigan into it.
My uncle works as a security guard here. Thanks to my uncle for taking care of me inside and outside the house, I gave the other party two bottles of Lao Baigan as a return of the favor.
"Hey, third nephew's wife, is that you?"
Just at this time, Song Jianshe discovered a slim figure standing under the willow tree at the factory gate. She looked a bit like his third nephew's wife!
"Uncle~"
When Su Miantang heard the shout, she raised her eyes, smiled, and walked towards him.
"Hey! It's really you. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw you from a distance just now. I thought I was seeing things."
Song Jianshe was wearing a neat and straight security uniform, holding the specially equipped stick tightly in his right hand. His face showed some fatigue, but his eyes were still sharp and bright. It was obvious that he had just returned from a round of patrol.
Behind him followed several younger security guards.
When these people caught a glimpse of her standing there, they couldn't help but widen their eyes, as if they had seen something rare.
Seeing this scene, Su Miantang, who was originally smiling, seemed to suddenly realize something and quickly put away his smile.
"Old Three will be off work soon. Where did you come from?"
As Song Jianshe spoke, he waved his hand to disperse the curious young security guards behind him, urging them to get back to their work and not stand there staring at his third nephew's wife.
Hearing his uncle's question, Su Miantang quickly began to explain:
"Uncle, this is what happened. I went to submit a social media post early this morning, and on the way back I went back to my mother's house to take care of some things.
Well, I'm thinking of taking the bus to the food factory, and then taking Ayang's car home together. This way I can save some money on the fare."
As she spoke, she seemed to remember something important. She hurriedly put down the bamboo basket on her back, reached out and gently lifted the coarse cloth covering it, carefully took out two bottles of plainly packaged Lao Baigan from it, and handed them to her uncle with both hands.
"Uncle, I know you like this kind of wine. Unfortunately, I didn't get many wine tickets this time, so I can't buy you better or more expensive wine. I can only reluctantly buy these two bottles of Lao Baigan to make up the number. Please don't mind."
"How can this be so embarrassing?"
Having said that, this is wine!
My third nephew’s wife is so thoughtful. Knowing that he likes this, she bought it specially for him. He was so touched!
"Uncle, I often hear my mother talk about how you and aunt have taken care of our family over the years. If it weren't for you and aunt, Ayang might not have survived.
Besides, there's nothing wrong with a niece's wife being filial to her uncle. Please keep it. Last time we visited your house, didn't you and your aunt treat us well? "
Su Miantang was sweet-talking, and the whole conversation made Song Jianshe feel comforted.
"Okay, okay, then I'll take it. Come sit in the pavilion. When Ayang gets off work, I'll ask him to pick you up."
"Hey, thank you, uncle. I won't be polite then."
Su Miantang responded, then followed his uncle, carrying the backpack, into the pavilion and sat down to wait...
Meanwhile, the brewery's production line had just been powered down.
The workers rubbed their shoulders and wrists, finished their finishing work, and left in groups of three or four.
Jiang Yang walked at the end, checked whether the machine was damaged, closed the doors and windows, cut off the main valve, and then closed the rolling shutter door. After confirming that everything was correct, he put away the key and turned to leave.
Not far away, Director Liu nodded with satisfaction. This little Jiang is worthy of being Old Song's nephew. He is indeed responsible and meticulous in his work.
His brewery now has stable sales and impressive financial reports.
The future is promising.
At the end of the year, if there is a profit, we will take out some money and arrange for the people in the finance department to buy New Year's goods and prepare some New Year gifts to distribute.
Reward workers with outstanding performance!
......
"Ding-ling-ling~"
"Ayang, stop, come here."
"Uncle? What's wrong? I'm not going to your house for dinner tonight. I have to go home."
"Who would invite a guy like you home for dinner? I asked you to come here because I have something important to tell you!
Your wife is here. She has been sitting quietly in my pavilion for over half an hour waiting for you. Why don't you take her home quickly?
The person who was speaking waved at Jiang Yang as he spoke.
Hearing this, Jiang Yang's eyes widened instantly, his face full of surprise:
"Ah? My wife?"
Then he hurriedly got out of the car and quickly parked it on the side of the road, fearing that he would block other people's way.
At this time, most of the workers were already rushing home on their bicycles.
Those who lived in the food factory’s staff quarters seemed much more relaxed and comfortable. Some of them gathered in groups of two or three, talking and laughing.
Some people walk alone, leisurely, enjoying the tranquility and leisure of the moment.
"Ayang~"
Accompanied by a soft and sweet call, Su Miantang slowly walked out of the pavilion.
She has a graceful figure and walks lightly, as beautiful as a blooming flower.
Looking at her hands again, she was holding an exquisite backpack, which seemed to contain something.
When Jiang Yang saw that the person coming was his wife, a bright smile immediately broke out on his face. He quickened his pace and ran towards Su Miantang like a gust of wind.
When he got closer, he stretched out his hand without saying a word, wanting to take the backpack from his wife's hand. But when he actually held the backpack, he found that it was actually quite heavy.
"Alright, alright, you young couple, stop being so affectionate and clingy here!
It's getting late now, you should hurry up and ride your bikes home, so as not to make your mother wait anxiously at home."
Song Jianshe, who was standing by, couldn't help but urge him. Although his tone sounded slightly disdainful, he was actually referring to his nephew Jiang Yang.
After all, in his eyes, his nephew's wife Su Miantang is gentle and virtuous, and she often buys him good wine.
In comparison, one's own children are not so filial and well-behaved.
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