Chapter 122 Female Boss: We women can also achieve great things...
Seeing Chen Mian's puzzled expression, and with everyone else staring at her, even her son put down his toy and tilted his head to look at her.
Zhijia suddenly felt a surge of heat rising from her limbs to her head, and a flush of blood spread down her neck to her face.
Her face flushed red instantly, and she stammered, "I didn't come to borrow money, I have money."
"This is my first time buying a house, and I don't know how to prepare. I'd like to ask you for your advice."
Zhijia looked at Chen Mian earnestly and repeated eagerly, "I really have money. I haven't spent any of the salary and bonuses you gave me before. I've saved them all for Aji."
Chen Mian moved to sit next to Zhijiayi, gently took the young mother's hand, and comforted her with a tender tone.
"Don't worry, we'll take it one step at a time. It's not that you don't have money, it's just that we're good friends and I want to help you as much as possible."
Since you have enough money, I'm relieved. Which location would you like to buy in? I'll help you decide.
As soon as Chen Mian finished speaking, Zhijiayi blurted out as if she didn't need to think, "I want to buy a place next to the police station."
She trusts no one now, only Chen Mian and the police. It was Chen Mian who took her in and gave her a chance to live. It was the police who helped her find her child.
Chen Mian nodded: "Okay, then let's buy a place next to the Public Security Bureau. I'll go with you to look around that area in a couple of days and see if there are any suitable opportunities."
Chi Yu also said that he, his colleagues, and the security guard would keep an eye out.
Li Hongmei, who was standing to the side, was touched by Zhijiayi's selfless maternal love for her son. As a mother herself, her eyes also quietly reddened.
She felt that what Zhijiayi said made a lot of sense. It was nothing for her to be scolded by her mother-in-law, but if Minmin grew up a few more years and could understand what adults were saying, it would be fine.
If it were Minmin being scolded or even reprimanded by her grandmother who didn't love her, Li Hongmei's heart would ache whenever she thought of that scene.
Mumian is right. A woman needs to have her own money to have confidence in her husband's family and to protect her children.
Thinking this, Li Hongmei also spoke up, "Mianmian, I also need your help to see how to contract my own farm."
It's true that she owns shares in the garment factory, but she's not interested in what's going on there, and her husband manages the quarterly dividends.
All she knew how to do was farm work. Now, after careful consideration, she realized she didn't have much money, only her physical strength.
Thinking of this, she looked troubled, her brows furrowed, and her voice carried a hint of fear, "Mian, I don't have much money. Will starting a farm cost a lot of money?"
Having just calmed down Zhijiayi, Chen Mian now had to continue calming down Li Hongmei.
"Don't worry about it. As long as you don't insist on growing peaches like I did, it won't cost much at first."
"But don't be silly and do all the work by yourself. You'll be Boss Li from now on, so let the workers do the work in the fields."
Chen Mian was afraid that Li Hongmei would be too worried about the wages and end up ruining her health, so she said that on purpose.
Li Hongmei was amused by the "Boss Li" she mentioned, and blushed, saying, "I don't have anything yet, and you're already teasing me."
Chen Mian said loudly, "So what? Anyone with ambition is remarkable!"
"We want to show those men that we women can also achieve great things."
“Yes! We can be our own bosses.” After her son returned, Zhijia’s spirits returned as well, as if all the hardships she had experienced before were just a thing of the past.
Li Hongmei: "Okay, let's be our own bosses!"
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In the afternoon, after seeing off Li Hongmei and Zhijiayi's group, Ji Yu, who was on vacation at home, took the opportunity to go back to the Chen family home with Chen Mian.
Before leaving, Chen Mian took all the leftover vegetables and meat from the refrigerator, claiming it was to avoid waste.
Ji Yu was charmed by her confident and self-assured demeanor, and couldn't resist bending down to kiss her, while also messing up her carefully styled hair.
After being chased and beaten by Chen Mian, he obediently squatted down and was only let go after Chen Mian re-braided his hair into a prettier side braid.
Chen Mian's car was left at the Chen family home for her parents to use, and she usually drove Ji Yu's military green Jeep when she went out.
At first, she wasn't used to it. She wasn't short for a girl, but the Jeep had big tires, a high chassis, and a different field of vision, so it was inevitably a bit difficult to drive.
However, after driving it a few more times, she fell in love with the feeling of having a wide field of vision.
I even want to get a truck driver's license; it sounds so cool.
Chen Mian drove the car the whole way, while Ji Yu sat nervously in the passenger seat, keeping her eyes fixed on the road ahead.
When passing through the city, Chen Mianmian got off and bought some more fruit and snacks.
Having food didn't ease Ji Yu's tension; in fact, it intensified it. He had to keep an eye on the road while also feeding Chen Mian snacks.
Fortunately, Chen Mian's driving skills had improved after a period of practice, and the two of them arrived at the Chen family home without any major incidents.
After parking the car, Ji Yu carried his things in one hand and held his wife's hand in the other, and returned to his mother-in-law's house contentedly.
With the recent off-season for farming, there's not much work to do at home, and the exams that Lin Huijun and her husband had been worrying about for so long have also long since ended.
Chen Yongliang spends his days at home watching TV and practicing calligraphy. He's already planning to continue selling Spring Festival couplets during the Lunar New Year.
Lin Huijun drew many more clothing patterns, but this time there were many more designs for children's clothes.
Chen Mian didn't even need to look to know that she was definitely envious of someone else's granddaughter again.
"Dad, Mom, we're back."
Upon hearing his daughter's clear voice, Chen Yongliang hurriedly put down the ochre-colored calligraphy brush in his hand and stepped forward to greet her.
"Dad, this is the new newspaper that was delivered to the door. I just brought it in for you."
Chen Mian placed the newspapers she was holding on the table and weighed them down with a paperweight to prevent them from being blown away by the wind.
After exchanging a few pleasantries with his daughter and son-in-law, Chen Yongliang picked up the newspaper and began to read it carefully.
Chen Mian knew that her father had always loved reading, so she didn't say anything. She glanced at her father's focused back and smiled at her mother.
Ji Yu didn't know what they were laughing at, and only found out after asking.
It turns out that when Chen Mian was little, Chen Yongliang loved reading. If he couldn't afford to buy books, he would borrow them. After he finished reading the borrowed books, he would go to the recycling station to buy expired newspapers to read.
After receiving the newspaper, I carefully smoothed out the creases, first skimming through the important information, and then carefully reading through each section.
Once you've read it several times and can recite it from memory, carefully paste it onto the bedroom wall. It can serve as wallpaper and also provide a place to review frequently.
The newspapers piled up so much that they covered Chen Mian's room.
She would only glance at it occasionally, and her essays written in school would get high marks several times over.
After chatting about her father's past anecdotes, Chen Mianmian then talked to her mother about Minmin and Aji.
"Mom, you didn't see it, but Aji, a boy, is prettier than Minmin."
His slightly curly hair covered his forehead, and his round eyes blinked, making people overlook his single eyelids.
Chen Mian imitated Aji's childish words from her mother, "He actually asked, 'Why is Ji Yu at my house, haha...'"
Chen Mian laughed so hard she almost fell over, and Lin Huijun was also amused. The little girl's name, Aji, was so cute and lively.
Hearing this made her want to see the child; Minmin hadn't seen him for a while.
Lin Huijun said regretfully, "If I had known your house was so lively, I would have brought your dad to stay with us for a few days."
My son is serving in the military and can only come home on weekends. My younger daughter lives in her unit's dormitory during the week.
The eldest daughter moved to the city a few days ago, and her parents are busy repairing the yard and won't let her help.
She and her husband were left alone at home, staring at each other, feeling incredibly bored.
Hearing her mother say this, Chen Mianmian realized that she had been back for quite a while and hadn't seen her grandparents.
"Why didn't Grandma ask you to help with the yard repairs? Can they handle it?" Chen Mian asked worriedly.
Lin Huijun was also very troubled. "Your maternal grandmother insisted on reliving the feeling of building the yard together when you first got married with your maternal grandfather."
"They say I influence their memories of their youth."
Chen Mianmian's interest was piqued by her mother's words. She turned and exchanged a glance with Ji Yu, who nodded slightly in agreement.
“Grandma is quite old, but she’s still very fashionable,” Chen Mianmian said with a smile.
Lin Huijun rolled up her sleeves. "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. You brought back so many dishes. What do you want to eat tonight? Mom will cook for you."
"I want to eat hot pot!"
"What's so good about hot pot? It has no nutritional value at all, it's all just the taste of seasoning." Lin Huijun has eaten hot pot a few times, but she still prefers to eat the dishes she cooks herself, which are healthier.
Chen Mian said matter-of-factly, "How can it not be nutritious? It has meat and vegetables, and you can eat a lot of delicious food at once."
Seeing that her mother didn't believe her, she pulled Ji Yu along, her round almond-shaped eyes fixed on the other woman, "Ji Yu, don't you also think hot pot is delicious and nutritious?"
Lin Huijun chided, "You didn't even ask Ji Yu what she likes to eat."
Ji Yu played with Chen Mian's fingers, pinching her fingertips and touching the dimples on the back of her hand, and smiled as she agreed, "I love everything Mianmian likes to eat."
"Alright then." Seeing that the young couple were willing, Lin Huijun had no choice but to compromise and turned to her husband to urge him on.
"Yongliang, why haven't you finished reading the newspaper yet? I'm about to start cooking. Is there anything you'd like to eat?"
Chen Yongliang seemed not to hear what his wife said. He sat in the chair with his body slightly hunched over, and the newspaper in his hand was crumpled.
“Yongliang?” Lin Huijun reached out and patted her husband’s shoulder.
Chen Yongliang then came to his senses, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked up at his wife, his eyes still slightly red.
"What's wrong? I didn't hear what you just asked me."
Lin Huijun assumed he was moved to tears by a literary work published in the newspaper again, so she didn't think much of it and repeated, "I'm asking what you want to eat tonight?"
"Oh, okay, I'm fine with anything, you decide what to do," Chen Yongliang said dejectedly, looking as wilted as a frostbitten eggplant.
Lin Huijun sensed something was wrong and looked suspiciously at the newspaper in her husband's hand. "What's wrong with you today?"
The next second, she was also stunned.
The newspaper article, with just a few words, summarized a person's entire life:
Zhong Qianshu was a renowned Chinese writer and translator. He was born in 1931 and passed away on December 20, 1998, at the age of 67.
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