Although Shen Hongmei was very harsh in her words, she actually felt a little guilty when she heard Zhang Caixia say that she had lost her job today. She didn't dare to go out. She waited inside for a long time before she realized that the noise outside was not that loud. The sound was getting smaller and smaller, and Yan Shuhua came in.

"Mom, why don't you go to bed? What are you doing here?"

Shen Hongmei didn't feel particularly guilty about it. After all, she was somewhat responsible for this matter.

"You said Zhang Caixia is a bad person, but her husband and Dagang are all good people. Last time when I had food poisoning, it was them who took us to the clinic. You said that I have lost my job now, so what should I do? How about I go and ask the store manager for mercy tomorrow?"

Yan Shuhua believed that his mother was a very reasonable person. If someone else had come to her house and scolded her like this, they would definitely want to embarrass her even more. However, Shen Hongmei still wanted to help her get her job back. There was only a very dim light in the living room. Yan Shuhua looked over and happened to see Shen Hongmei's hair neatly combed behind her head. There were silver hair on her temples. When she smiled, her cheeks would be a little fat, and she looked kind and gentle.

Yan Shuhua respected such a mother very much in his heart, especially after what happened today. Yan Shuhua couldn't help but walk over and lean on her shoulder, then buried his head and said, "Mom, if you want to say something, then say it tomorrow. You should have a good rest today."

Shen Hongmei patted her daughter's head, who was leaning on her shoulder, and then laughed: "Hey, I can't sleep tonight, I might as well go and make two more pairs of soles. When Jinchu can start walking, I can give him two more pairs to wear."

No matter how tired she was, she only thought about her children. Yan Shuhua nodded heavily: "Okay, Mom, I'll go to bed then."

"Go, go, hurry up, otherwise Jinchu will be anxious waiting for you." Shen Hongmei told her to go to bed quickly.

Yan Shuhua was really tired today, because she started to be busy in the morning, running around with housework, and then someone came to get herbs, and someone asked her to give her a massage. She was really exhausted.

After lying on the bed, Yan Shuhua didn't want to get up anymore. He just wanted to stay in bed like this and not move.

"You finally realize that it's not that easy to realize your dreams." Xiao Jinchu felt very sad when he saw that she was about to collapse from exhaustion. Just now, when he heard those people outside scolding her like that, he felt very uncomfortable, as if he was slapping her in the face.

However, Yan Shuhua had the ability to fight back against all those people, which made Xiao Jinchu admire him very much.

"You must be tired, I'll give you a massage and you'll feel better." Xiao Jinchu raised her hand and gave her a massage. Yan Shuhua enjoyed it very much. "Jinchu, I really feel that it's more comfortable when you massage me. It's like magic. When you touch my shoulders, I don't feel tired at all."

"If it's really that comfortable, I'll massage you a little longer tonight." Xiao Jinchu was massaging her while chatting with her, but he found that she suddenly stopped moving. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that she had fallen asleep like that.

Xiao Jinchu was about to pull his hand away, but he didn't expect that she would suddenly hug him tightly. Even though she was already half asleep, she still muttered: "Jinchu, I suddenly found that it is more comfortable to sleep with you in my arms."

That night, the two of them slept in each other's arms.

"Oh oh oh..." The chickens started crowing very early. After a good sleep, Yan Shuhua felt very comfortable all over and full of energy. He got up quickly to start today's work.

As soon as Yan Shuhua opened the door and was about to go out to work, she saw a person squatting at the door. After a closer look, she found that it was Li Mei. She quickly reached out and pushed Li Mei's shoulder: "Li Mei, what are you doing here? Aren't you afraid of freezing?"

Li Mei leaned against the wall with a backpack in her arms. She originally just wanted to take a nap and wait for them to wake up, but she fell asleep unexpectedly.

"Sister Li, come in, come in." Yan Shuhua pulled her into the house and quickly poured her a cup of hot water. Only after Li Mei drank it could she finally speak.

"Sister Shuhua, I picked some herbs for you." Li Mei handed the herbs over. Yan Shuhua saw that it was the herb that he had been missing. He couldn't believe it. How could she find this herb so quickly?

"Why do you pick the herbs now? Then you can go at daybreak?"

"Yes, I went there at four o'clock." Li Mei was wearing a green coat with a thin layer of mist on her body, because she knew that Yan Shuhua was missing one of the herbs that he gave to Xiao Jinchu to treat his leg injury, and this herb was very difficult to find, so she ran to a very dangerous place on the top of the mountain early in the morning, and as a result, her clothes were torn into several holes.

"You silly girl, why are you so stupid? You will freeze to death if you go so early. Why don't you go later?" When Yan Shuhua saw that she brought her such affectionate and loyal herbal medicine early in the morning, she felt that she had occupied all her tears for the whole day.

"Because I... I want to learn more." Mother Li told Li Mei that Yan Shuhua's craftsmanship was very good, so she had to learn more quickly. Besides, Yan Shuhua helped her father to get justice, so she had nothing to help with, so she could only help her with collecting herbs.

This time, Yan Shuhua really treated Li Mei as his own sister. He asked her to have breakfast quickly and then the two of them went to work together. After they were busy for a while, Fan Xiaofeng suddenly came. He was wearing a gray coat with his clothes unbuttoned. He smiled as he walked and looked very excited.

Following behind him was a boy who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. He looked particularly unhappy and was dragged into Yan Shuhua's house by him. Then he laughed at Yan Shuhua and said, "Shuhua, I want my son Zhiqiang to help you."

Yan Shuhua glanced at the boy named Fan Zhiqiang. He was skinny, with no flesh on his face, his eyes were narrowed, his face turned away, his mouth was pouting, and he didn't even want to look at Yan Shuhua.

"No, no, Uncle Fan." Yan Shuhua was unhappy to see him.