He didn't want to let Lu Jiangting hide away in peace, so he let Fang Qing harass him.

"Okay, thanks."

Finally, Fu Huaiyi added, "If the line is busy, call a few more times."

Fang Qing thanked him and ran away quickly, no one knew what she was doing in such a hurry.

Lin Yuyao asked, "Why do you care about other people's business?"

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Fu Huaiyi said: "Lu Jiangting's parents are here, you know that too."

"Um."

"Lu Jiangting left his parents to Fang Qing to take care of, and he hid in the dormitory under the pretext of being busy with work."

Lin Yuyao: "Aren't you busy already?"

Fu Huaiyi: “…”

"That's true, but it's not like I can't find time to go back. I just can't bear to see him feel comfortable, so I asked Fang Qing to go find him."

Lin Yuyao: “…”

Looking listless.

But he is right.

Although she disliked Fang Qing, she also disliked Lu Jiangting at the same time.

They both have to suffer together, why can Fang Qing be the one suffering while Lu Jiangting can stay out of it?

You wish.

…

In order to wait for Lu Jiangting at night, Fang Qing did not go out to sweep the streets, but chose to sweep before dawn.

After sweeping, she kept wandering downstairs of their building, wanting to ask Fu Huaiyi about Lu Jiangting's situation.

After finding out the situation from Fu Huaiyi, she hurried back to send her son to school.

When I got home, I didn't even change my clothes and immediately picked up Wang Chenchen's schoolbag.

"Chenchen, hurry up, we're going to be late."

"Mom, I haven't eaten yet."

Fang Qing was stunned. "It's already 7:30, you haven't eaten yet?"

"no."

Fang Qing took a deep breath and looked at the old man and woman in the room.

The old man glanced at her coldly and said indifferently, "If you don't come back to cook, where are we going to eat? Hurry up, send the boy to school and then come back to cook. I'm almost starving."

Fang Qing was furious.

She got up at around three o'clock in the morning, changed her clothes and went out to clean.

I was worried that I might not be able to make it in time, so I swept very quickly.

She almost died of exhaustion, and it wasn't until seven o'clock that she finished.

Then she went to wait for Fu Huaiyi and Lin Yuyao, and asked them about Lu Jiangting's situation before returning.

She worked so hard for a long time and didn't even have a sip of water to drink. She had to send her son to school. As a result, the children didn't even have time to eat, and they still blamed her for not cooking?

"Don't you know how to cook?"

The sound was very unpleasant and loud.

The old man got angry on the spot and slammed the table, saying, "What a rebellion! I, an old man dying of cancer, have to serve your young daughter-in-law, right? You can eat the rice I cook, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning..."

The old man scolded her a lot.

Fang Qing's face was frighteningly ugly. She was about to say something in response when Wang Chenchen pulled her sleeve and said, "Mom, I'm almost late. I don't want to eat anymore. Let's go."

Seeing her son's anxious look, she suppressed her anger, put on her schoolbag, and walked out with her son.

There was a bun seller outside, so I bought a bun for my child and took it with me so he could eat while walking.

She left only after she had sent him to the school bus.

The so-called school bus is just a small van with several kids on it, all of whom have red connections and come from wealthy and powerful families.

The children were surprised to see Fang Qing wearing cleaner's clothes.

"Wang Chenchen, is your mother a cleaner?"

Wang Chenchen didn't think too much and said directly: "Yes, my mother is a cleaner now."

"So what does she do? Take out the trash?"

"No, I'm a street sweeper."

"Street sweepers also have to take out the trash. Oh, so your mom is a street sweeper. My mom said street sweepers are so dirty. Let's not play with Wang Chenchen anymore."

Wang Chenchen's eyes were full of confusion, he didn't understand, mother is mother, how could she be so dirty?

Besides, mom is dead, why don’t they play with me anymore?

On the other hand, Fang Qing returned home, and her face naturally looked unhappy.

When she came back, she bought some buns and ate them. Did she cook?

You wish.

She simply boiled a bucket of water and took it to the toilet to take a quick shower. After changing into clean clothes, she went back to the small room separated by the stairs to sleep and locked the door tightly.

Lu Cong and Wang Cuilan are still waiting for her to cook.

Wang Cuilan looked at the closed door and asked Lu Cong in a low voice.

"Old man, what is she doing closing the door in broad daylight?"

"I don't know. Let's change clothes."

Wang Cuilan said nothing more and continued to wait.

But after waiting for a long time, Fang Qing didn't come out.

Wang Cuilan frowned and said, "It can't take that long to change clothes. Let me go and take a look."

She had cataracts in her eyes and her eyesight was poor, so she could only grope her way forward slowly.

He found the stairs, slowly climbed up holding the handrail, and then knocked on Fang Qing's door.

"Fang Qing, Fang Qing?"

Fang Qing was so angry that she couldn't sleep. Just then she heard the old lady knocking on the door, and she became extremely furious.

"Why are you knocking? Don't disturb my sleep."

what?

sleep?

Lu Cong got angry on the spot, "You're sleeping? Why are you sleeping when you haven't even cooked?"

Fang Qing: “…” Cooking again?

She stood up, opened the door, looked at Lu Cong across from her and said angrily, "I've been sweeping the streets all night, and I still have to cook for you without sleeping? Am I not a human being? Don't I need to rest?"

"Why did you sweep the streets all night?" Lu Cong pointed to a worn-out clock hanging on the wall and said, "I checked the time when you left. You didn't leave until after three o'clock."

Fang Qing: “…”

"What time is it now? How many hours have I worked?"

"You usually come back before 7 o'clock, why are you so late today?"

"I..." Do I have to explain to them why it's late?

She has little work to do when she first takes over. Once she gets familiar with the job, she will have to work a few more hours a day. Wouldn't that be even more unbearable for them?

She said angrily, "Isn't it okay that there was a lot of garbage yesterday?"

Seeing her stinky face, Lu Cong got angry and said angrily, "You knew there was a lot of garbage, why didn't you go earlier?"

Fang Qing collapsed, "I'm going there at 3:00, isn't that early enough?"

"You have to work early, of course. Think about when we were in the production team, during the busy farming season, we had to go to work before dawn every day, right?"

At this time, the old lady reminded: "There is still time to repair the dam."

Lu Cong immediately said, "Yes, yes. Also, when we rushed to repair the dam, we didn't come back at night. When we were tired, we would lie on the ground for an hour or two, and then continue working. Even so, we didn't complain about being tired. But you are different. You only work three hours a day and you still complain about being tired."

Fang Qing staggered.

Why should I compete with you?

Without waiting for her to speak, Lu Cong continued, "Just be content. The job Jiang Ting found for you is something you can't find even with a lantern. Others have to work from morning till night to get a month's salary, but you don't even get to work for half a day. Just tell me how easy your job is. If I hadn't gotten cancer, I would have rushed to do it."

These words left Fang Qing speechless, and she opened her mouth for a long time without making any sound.

Finally, Lu Cong said, "Hurry up and cook. It's already so late and you haven't cooked yet. Do you want to starve us to death?"