Chapter 382 The Battle for Worker-Peasant-Soldier Quotas 04



Captain Huang: "If you say he's capable, then he's capable. Don't tell anyone else what I'm telling you today. Wait until I announce Hou's college admission quota before you recommend Cheng."

Wei Hanjie: "Of course."

As Yu Rujia walked from the clinic into the backyard, she saw Duole riding on the dog's back again.

Yu Rujia: "Duole, didn't I say we can't ride dogs? Why are you riding one again?"

Upon hearing her voice, Duole quickly jumped off the dog: "Mom, this is a steamed bun, not a twisted roll. I didn't ride a twisted roll."

Okay, she did say earlier that you can't ride on flower rolls, not steamed buns. This little brat, not even three years old, has already learned to find a loophole.

No wonder the little guy hesitated for a moment before agreeing when she didn't want him to ride the flower roll; it turns out he was thinking of getting it back from the steamed bun.

Yu Rujia: "You can't even ride a steamed bun."

Duole's little face immediately fell. Not only could he not ride the flower roll, but he also couldn't ride the steamed bun. He would be a puppy without a dog from now on. He was so sad.

The little guy thought for a moment, then a smile returned to his chubby face. He ran up to Yu Rujia and unleashed his ultimate move, stretching out his chubby short arms to hug her thigh.

Duole nuzzled against her affectionately: "Mom, I'm still little, can you let me ride Huajuan and Mantou a little longer?"

Yu Rujia reached out and moved the little guy's soft little body a little distance away: "You're too heavy, you'll crush the steamed buns."

Duole pouted, "I like steamed buns and flower rolls, so I won't crush them. Mom, can I ride for just a little bit each day, just a little bit, okay?"

Mantou strode nimbly to Yu Rujia's side, nuzzled her, wagged its tail wildly, raised its furry head, and opened its mouth to suck on her finger.

Its bright, black gem-like eyes looked at her as if to say, "I've played with my little master, now give me some water to fill my body."

Yu Rujia looked at the dog, which was growing into a clever little man, and was speechless for a moment. She dripped a drop of spiritual spring water from her finger and put it into the dog's mouth.

Having received the reward, the steamed bun stopped sucking on her hand and wagged its tail even more enthusiastically.

Dole reached out his chubby little hand and stroked Mantou's smooth back, asking in a babyish voice, "Mantou, do you want to play with me?"

Mantou understood and quickly nodded his head. "Play, I must play! Play with my little master, there will be a reward."

Duole immediately said happily, "Mom, look, Mantou agreed to play with me, so please let me ride Mantou and Huajuan a little longer. When I get a little older, I won't ride them anymore."

Yu Rujia glanced at Mantou, who was even more robust and imposing than the average dog. A dog weighing eighty or ninety pounds should be able to carry forty pounds of stuff without any problem.

Yu Rujia: "If you make a promise with Mom, Mom will let you ride the steamed buns for a little longer."

Without a second thought, Duole agreed: "Mom, you go ahead."

Yu Rujia: "When you turn three, you can no longer ride on steamed buns and rolls; and now you can only ride a dog for fifteen minutes a day. If you find that they can't take it, you must get off immediately."

Duole is only a few months away from turning three.

One dog rides for fifteen minutes, and two dogs will last for half an hour, enough to satisfy the little dumpling's cravings.

Duole was happy as long as he could ride a dog. Seeing his mother nod, the little guy jumped up and down on the ground a few times with joy: "Okay, I agree. I won't let Mantou and Huajuan get hurt."

At the Wu family home, Wu Yuanyuan, heavily pregnant, knelt in front of the door: "Dad, Mom, I know I was wrong. Please forgive me for the sake of your eldest grandson."

She knew Zhou Likang's words were unreliable, but the future he described was so promising that Wu Yuanyuan was tempted, which led to the current situation.

She shouted outside many times. Coupled with her unhappy married life, she looked much more haggard. If it weren't for the fact that she was the type of person who couldn't lose weight even by drinking cold water, she would look even worse now.

Passersby couldn't help but say that Zhou Likang was a terrible person, which angered Wu Yuanyuan so much that she ran back to her parents' home while heavily pregnant.

Wu Dazhu felt that since they had severed ties, he could not bring Wu Yuanyuan home until she divorced Zhou Likang.

But Zhu Jiaojiao was soft-hearted. Wu Yuanyuan's complexion was so different from before the wedding, and she was crying like this while heavily pregnant. She couldn't bear it and let Wu Yuanyuan into the house.

Wu Yuanyuan hadn't been to her childhood home for almost a year. When she came back and saw the familiar scene, her eyes welled up with tears, and she buried her face in Zhu Jiaojiao's arms and cried even harder.

This made Zhu Jiaojiao regret whether she had been too harsh on Wu Yuanyuan.

The mother and daughter hugged each other and burst into tears.

Wu Dazhu watched with a heavy heart, but thinking of Wu Yuanyuan's behavior last year, he hardened his heart and decided that he had to keep a close eye on her until he was sure she had changed for the better, and he couldn't be soft-hearted.

Wu Dazhu: "Alright, Jiaojiao, Yu Zhiqing said that you should pay attention to keeping your mood stable and not have big ups and downs, as it's not good for your health."

Zhu Jiaojiao had cried enough, wiped away her tears, and then wiped away Wu Yuanyuan's tears: "Yuanyuan, if you can't live with him, come back. As long as you don't have anything to do with him, you are still our daughter."

Wu Yuanyuan touched her swollen belly and said with a bitter face, "My daughter's belly is so big, how can I just leave her like that?"

Zhu Jiaojiao: "We'll raise the child ourselves, as if he doesn't have a father."

Zhu Jiaojiao had witnessed Wu Yuanyuan's life over the past year and wanted to pull her back several times, but Wu Dazhu persuaded her not to.

If Wu Yuanyuan is truly willing to sever all ties with Zhou Likang and return with her child, she will spare no effort, even if it means going hungry herself, to provide food for the mother and child.

Wu Yuanyuan shook her head: "It hasn't come to that, Mom. There's a quota for worker-peasant-soldier students now. They get a subsidy of several tens of yuan per month during their studies, and they're guaranteed a job after graduation."

"If we get this spot, Likang can take my daughter and me back to the city, and our lives will be settled. Can our family ask the brigade leader to get this spot?"

They were begging to be let in, it turns out it was for this reason.

Wu Dazhu was furious, and he became even more certain that his daughter was a bad daughter. After nearly a year of hardship, she still couldn't tell the difference between good and bad.

Wu Dazhu said angrily, "There are so many high school students, and the brigade leader isn't blind. Why would he give such a precious spot to someone who often causes trouble and shirks his duties?"

"If the captain really did that, do you believe that the other high school students could trample him to death?"

Wu Yuanyuan: "Dad, it's not that serious. As long as the brigade leader agrees not to announce the candidates yet, no one will think of Likang. Once we leave, even if those people find out, they can't do anything to us."

“Likang said that as long as we get a spot, he will give our family one-third of his monthly subsidy and salary. That’s at least ten yuan. We don’t have to do anything and we can get ten yuan more every month. What a great thing!”

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