Chapter 110 Malice and Reluctance
"Take it away quickly. If you say another word, I will stew dog meat for you. You are so disrespectful. You dare to put a little beast on my kang."
"Don't you have flowers growing on your kang? What's wrong with me putting a dog here?" Lin Chuxia pouted. "You really don't want to treat it? Are you just trying to satisfy your medical addiction? You'll never see this shop again."
"You are quite capable, aren't you? Do you still need me to show it to you? Give it a few of your vitamin tablets. I think your vitamin tablets are very good and can cure all diseases."
There was no point in chatting like this. Lin Chuxia put the puppy on the ground feeling a little guilty and watched Grandpa He fiddling with his pot of flowers.
This pot of flowers has been there for a while. It was raised by Grandpa He after he became his apprentice. It was half-dead at first, but now that the weather is cold, Grandpa He put it on the kang, and it seems to be getting some life.
"Master, what kind of flower is this? It doesn't look like a flower to me. You wouldn't just be raising a weed for fun, would you?"
Old Master He glanced at her and said, "Your medical book is just a fire starter. If you want to know, go read a book."
Lin Chuxia scratched her head and said, "I don't have time now. I will definitely watch it when I have time."
"You don't have to watch it if you have time. You have vitamin pills."
Lin Chuxia: "...Master, if you continue chatting like this, it will hurt the relationship between master and disciple. Okay, I won't say anything more. Can't I go back to read?"
Lin Chuxia walked away angrily, holding the puppy.
Grandpa He looked at her unconvinced back and smiled silently. His eyes fell on the bag of apples that Lin Chuxia brought. He picked up one, wiped it casually and took a bite. It was so sweet!
Lin Chuxia went back to the office in the courtyard. This trip was not in vain. Since Mr. He said so, the puppy's legs were not born disabled.
I took some spiritual spring water from the space to feed it. I don't know if the puppy was really thirsty or because the spiritual spring water was sweet, but it drank more than half a bowl of spiritual spring water cleanly.
My little belly is bulging.
"You're really greedy," Lin Chuxia thought as she touched his belly, "Should I give you a name? Seeing that your belly is so round, I'll call you Yuanbao, to bring me wealth and fortune."
The little puppy had yellow hair all over its body. It lay comfortably on its back, letting Lin Chuxia stroke its belly. It really looked like a gold ingot.
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In a small courtyard two streets away, Su's mother saw Su Wenmao limping back and quickly put down the half-washed clothes.
"Where have you been all afternoon? What happened to your leg? Did someone beat you up? Tell me who beat you up, and I'll go settle the score with them."
Su Wenmao ignored his mother's questioning and asked, "Where is my dad?"
"He's taking a nap in the room. I don't know if he's awake yet. Go find your dad and ask him to avenge you."
Su Wenmao lifted the curtain and entered the room. Su Dazhuang was still snoring on the kang, so Su Wenmao shook him awake.
"Dad, did you know that Su Wensong has opened a bun shop now?"
Su Dazhuang was still not fully awake, and mumbled, "Why are you staring at him? It's not like a grown man selling steamed buns. How can it compare to your iron rice bowl in the machinery factory?"
"He opened a steamed buns shop in a wing of his house. You know how close their house is to the train station? There were so many people coming and going to buy steamed buns. He didn't have to do anything himself. He hired several people, young and old, in the shop. He is now the boss."
Upon hearing this, Su Dazhuang suddenly came to his senses, "Can he still be the boss?"
"Why can't he be the boss? I saw with my own eyes that the people in the bun shop were very polite to him and they defended him and flattered him everywhere. If he wasn't the boss, would those people have to look at his face?"
Su Wenmao was still very angry when he thought about it. He was still an apprentice in the machinery factory and anyone could step on him, but Su Wensong suddenly became the boss.
"I stayed in the store for the whole afternoon and saw that I sold 20 to 30 baskets of buns. I should have sold at least dozens a day. If we had a store like that, not to mention Cuicui's job, I wouldn't have to endure the humiliation in the machinery factory. Wouldn't it be great if we could open a small store and be the boss? We should have moved the house here at the beginning."
His eyes were full of malice and resentment.
Su Dazhuang sat up from the bed after hearing this, his cloudy eyes showing calculations, "Is that bun shop really that profitable?"
"If you don't believe me, go and have a look. Let's not talk about the steamed bun shop, but you must have heard of Qin's cooked food, right?"
Su Dazhuang nodded and said, "I heard it tastes better than the cooked food in the old food factory." What does it matter?
"Qin Ji's cooked food is also sold in his steamed bun shop. Do you think it's profitable?"
This time, Su Dazhuang really believed what his son said. If that was the case, selling dozens of dollars a day would not be a problem.
"Dad, you've always been looking forward to my early marriage so that you can have a grandchild. Whether Cuicui and I can succeed depends on you. Her family said they would either arrange a job for her or pay her a large dowry. If you can get Su Wensong's bun shop over, what else do we have to worry about?"
Wouldn’t that mean you have both work and three turns and one ring?
When the time comes, he and Cuicui will open a husband-and-wife shop. It makes him happy just thinking about it.
Su Dazhuang nodded. His son was already 25 or 26 years old and still single. It was only this year when he got a job in a machinery factory that a matchmaker came to their house. But his son’s conditions were really..., so the matchmaker asked for a higher dowry.
If it were a few years ago, it would be no problem for him to arrange a job for him, but now he is just doing a job to get by. If he really had that ability, why would his son have been an unemployed vagrant for so many years?
Even Su Wensong got that job by using up his last bit of connections.
As for the three-turn and one-ring, let alone the money, his wife doesn't have a job and has been relying on his salary for all these years. Where would she get the money to buy the three-turn and one-ring?
But my son's matter cannot be delayed any longer. If it is true as my son said, they have a shop...
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The next day, Lin Chuxia and Su Wensong went to the cotton mill together again.
On the way, Lin Chuxia asked Su Wensong, "Have you prepared the red envelope I asked you to prepare?"
"Everything is ready. Do you want it now, boss?"
"Give it to me."
Lin Chuxia took the things Su Wensong handed over, took a look at them, and put them in her bag to make sure they were okay.
When he arrived at Kang Yong's office, the other party had already prepared the contract.
The contract at that time was just a simple agreement, not as formal as in later generations. It was a piece of letterhead from the cotton mill with the contents agreed upon by both parties written on it and finally stamped with the official seal of the cotton mill.
Both parties need to sign and Lin Chuxia, the second party, needs to put her fingerprints.
However, this had legal effect at the time and everyone recognized it.
Lin Chuxia took a look and found that it was indeed what they had agreed upon yesterday, except that the lease term was only one year.
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