Li Shufen's eyes darted around, she wiped away her tears, an idea came to her mind, and she whispered something in Wang Xingfa's ear.
Wang Xingfa's eye twitched, and tears welled up in his eyes.
“We are still not satisfied with this compensation. You have only solved the problem of raising Da Bao’s child. What about us, the old couple? So, you still have to hire my Xiao Bao as a full-time worker.”
"No problem," Secretary Hu agreed without hesitation.
Anyway, there are quotas available. Now many retired workers don't let their children work in this industry. Some even resigned from their jobs to start their own businesses. The iron rice bowl will break sooner or later. Secretary Hu readily agreed.
“You can’t let him go down the mine to do dangerous work. Let him do odd jobs and logistics work above ground. He’s our only son, and we can’t let him go down the mine and die.” Seeing that the other party agreed so readily, Wang Xingfa pressed his advantage.
"No problem." Secretary Hu took out two copies of the compensation contract for them to sign. As for the matter of resolving the employment issue, he added a clause at the bottom of the agreement and stamped his personal seal on the added clause.
The Wang family looked at the paper bearing both the official seal and their personal seal for a long time.
I don't recognize many characters.
The three adults took turns looking at it, but they couldn't understand much of it, so they had to pull 12-year-old Wang Xiaojun to look at it.
Wang Xiaojun is Wang Dabao's son, and he also has a daughter named Wang Xiaoya, who is only eight years old.
The child stammered through a few sentences but couldn't continue, looking at the adults in his family with a troubled expression.
"I told you to study hard, but you wouldn't listen." Xie Xiuhua slapped the child in exasperation.
"Give it to me!" The village chief shook his head helplessly and reached out to the child. These people didn't ask him and Su Xiaonuan for help because they didn't trust people.
The village chief was reading intently when Li Shufen suddenly said, "Village chief, please read it to us. If there are no discrepancies, then we'll sign it."
These people are really speechless, even Su Xiaonuan shook her head.
The village chief had no choice but to read it aloud, a process that was quite difficult. He had to stop frequently to answer their questions, and he could only continue reading after the village chief and Secretary Hu had explained it to him and he had fully digested it.
This family is really something else. If it were based on Su Xiaonuan's usual temper, she would have been very rude to them long ago. With a family member dead, they still have this kind of mood and are so stubborn. It's infuriating!
Both parties finally signed their names.
When the brown paper bag containing five hundred yuan in cash was handed to Wang Dabao's wife, Xie Xiuhua, Li Shufen snatched it away without hesitation. "This is money my son earned with his life; I can't give it to you."
"Mom, you can't do this. Da Bao is my man, and I have two more children to raise..."
"Don't you still get twenty yuan a month in compensation from Languang Education?"
Everyone was disgusted and shook their heads and sighed.
“Li Shufen, you can’t be so domineering. Wang Dabao is your son, that’s true, but he’s also Xie Xiuhua’s man and the father of two children. Here’s what we’ll do: five hundred yuan, two hundred for you two old folks, and the other three hundred for Xie Xiuhua.” The village chief couldn’t stand it anymore.
"No, that's what our elders got, three hundred."
"Okay, I agree." Xie Xiuhua knew she was no match for her mother-in-law, so she had no choice but to agree in front of the village chief. Otherwise, her mother-in-law might have taken all the money.
“Look at you, a man in his forties isn’t as reasonable as a young person.” The village chief snatched the brown paper bag, divided the money into smaller portions, put two hundred yuan into another brown paper bag, and handed it to Xie Xiuhua. “Here, take this back. We still need to arrange Da Bao’s funeral.”
After seeing off the troublemakers from the Wang family, Secretary Hu began to inquire about Wang Xiaobao.
"Village chief, where is Wang Xiaobao?"
"Him..." The village chief didn't want to say too much. It was better for someone to take over Wang Xiaobao's troubles than for him to do bad things in the village. "He should have gone out on business."
"Secretary Hu, since you're here, why don't you stay in the village for a couple of days and wait until Wang Dabao's funeral is over before you leave?" Su Xiaonuan understood and quickly saw the guest off on behalf of the village chief. She wanted that scumbag Wang Xiaobao to go to the mine even more than the village chief did.
"No! No!" Secretary Hu waved his hand and stood up. He wasn't about to argue with the Wang family. He was too busy running away to stay for another night. "I have to go back. There are still many things to take care of at the mine."
As the village chief saw Secretary Hu off, he secretly gave Su Xiaonuan a thumbs-up.
...
Su Xiaonuan could smell the chicken soup outside the courtyard gate. She sniffed and wondered, "What day is it today?"
"Mom, you're back!" DouDou and GuoGuo ran towards her.
"Slow down, don't fall!" Xiao Nuan's heart jumped. Every time she saw the two adorable girls running, she was worried that they would fall. Usually, she would spread her arms and run forward quickly, bending down to catch them when they couldn't stop.
Holding one in each arm, she asked, "Grandma, what delicious food are you making?"
DouDou: Grandma killed a chicken and made soup.
Guoguo: There are still many little eggs in my tummy.
Moxi brought out a bowl of chicken soup and carefully placed it on the stone table in the yard. "Sister-in-law, come and have some soup."
Zhang Yulan followed her out, carrying several bowls, a soup spoon, and chopsticks. She smiled and instructed her daughter, "Go and bring out the rice and dishes."
"Mom, what day is it today?"
"You, you even forget your own birthday." Zhang Yulan began ladling soup into a small bowl. "Mo Ran instructed me to give you the bankbook today as a birthday present. I thought you would remember, but it turns out you can't remember anything at all."
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