“Xiaoyan used to be timid and didn’t like to talk when there were many people. Now she’s become so capable. It’s all because we were forced to. It’s all because we’re useless.” Song Ma said sadly again.
Even Song's father finds it unbelievable that Xiaoyan has become like this, but he thinks his daughter is wonderful!
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Song Yan doesn't have to attend the education conference if she doesn't want to. What Old Mrs. Song did was very disgraceful to the leaders of the machinery factory; they won't let her off easily. Hopefully, she'll learn her lesson.
Song Yan doesn't care about her at all!
The chicken soup had mushrooms in it, making it delicious and the mushrooms fresh. Song Yan couldn't resist eating a bowl of it.
The steamed buns are ready, fluffy and fluffy. Add two apples, and tomorrow's breakfast is ready.
Song Yan planned to deliver a larger batch, so that around noon, Song's mother could take them to the hot water room and steam them over the vent to warm them up. This way, Song Yan wouldn't have to rush back.
Unexpectedly, Song Yan ran into He Jianian's mother, Xu Fengxia, as soon as he went out.
Both were factory workers, but there were good people like Aunt Guan and bad people like Xu Fengxia.
Xu Fengxia was furious. After Old Mrs. Song was arrested, she said that Xu Fengxia had told her that Song Yan was rich, and that her granddaughter was also rich, so she should help her son. She added that it was her niece's filial piety to give her uncle money.
Xu Fengxia, of course, denied it to the death, but because of this, she was called in and criticized by the factory leaders. When she saw Song Yan, she felt that she finally had a place to vent her anger.
Xu Fengxia saw Song Yan crying uncontrollably yesterday, until he was sobbing uncontrollably. That useless person dragged Old Mrs. Song into this mess; Old Mrs. Song is utterly worthless.
When He Jianian wrote to his mother, he said that Song Yan was well-liked in the village and shouldn't be offended. This is a machinery factory; what leverage does she have? "I'm telling you, Xiao Yan, you're only good enough to get Grandma in there," Xu Fengxia said, giving a thumbs-up. "Last night, your grandma was crying her eyes out, she's so old, tsk tsk, she really is that bastard from the Song family, she's ruthless..."
It's not even time for work yet. Xu Fengxia must be out so early to buy soy milk for her father-in-law!
Song Yan carried a basket, but it wasn't filled with any liquids, so he wasn't worried about spilling anything. He could act without restraint.
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