Chapter 95 How many disability subsidies does your family receive each month?
Song Yuxia was amused by her, "Even if I never get married in my life, I will never look at your grandson! You don't need to worry so much. Any girl with eyes would never look at your grandson."
She gave a cold snort and strode away before Granny Zhang could retort.
Seeing that Granny Zhang was about to start cursing again, Yan Sui turned around, her sharp gaze intimidating her.
"Have you already forgotten what I just said?"
Old Lady Zhang had no choice but to shut her mouth reluctantly, her face showing great dissatisfaction.
Zhao Chunrong deliberately slowed down and walked beside her, nudging her with his elbow.
"You've taken a fancy to Song Yuxia?"
Granny Zhang spat, "Who would want her? She's old and ill-mannered. She's not good enough for my grandson."
Zhao Chunrong wasn't going to tolerate her. "Her conditions aren't great, but your grandson isn't much better. It's good enough that he can even get a wife, yet he's still being picky. If he keeps being picky, your grandson will be a bachelor for life."
Granny Zhang's son died young, leaving her to outlive her son. She only had one grandson, Zhao Hui, and was counting on him to carry on the family line.
The thought of her grandson not being able to find a wife made her extremely anxious.
“But Song Yuxia doesn’t want to. What’s wrong with my grandson? She says such awful things.”
But now, on second thought, she suddenly felt that marrying Song Yuxia wouldn't be a bad idea.
She has a stable salary and works under Yan Sui. I'll have her talk to Yan Sui about transferring Zhao Hui over as well.
When the time comes, Song Yuxia will have to hand over her salary. We can't let her keep subsidizing her family, and there's no reason for her to support her grandmother after getting married.
“But with Song Yuxia’s personality, she definitely won’t agree if I go to her door to propose marriage.”
Zhao Chunrong thought she was incredibly slow-witted. "Why don't you just talk to her parents?"
"But you have to be generous and give her some money. She has a younger sister who went to university last year and I heard she wants to study abroad, which will cost a lot of money. You have to agree for the sake of the money."
When money was mentioned, Granny Zhang became unwilling.
"I didn't even mind her age, and her family still dares to ask me for a bride price?"
"Tsk, tell me, aren't you a pig-brain?!"
Granny Zhang rolled her eyes. Did she have as much of a pig brain as Zhao Chunrong?
"Then tell me."
Zhao Chunrong snorted, "Song Yuxia earns five thousand a month, and with bonuses, she makes eighty or ninety thousand a year! If you take out a hundred thousand in betrothal gifts to marry this woman, and then have her hand over her salary, you can basically earn back the money in a year. Don't you think that makes sense?"
When Granny Zhang heard this, she realized it was true!
"Okay, I'll talk to my Hui first. You know he has high standards, so he might not necessarily be interested in Song Yuxia."
Meanwhile, Yan Sui was unaware of Granny Zhang's plans.
On her way home, she met Peng Xiufang's youngest son, Yan Yu.
It was the first time Yan Sui and he had met, and they weren't familiar with each other, so they didn't have much to say to each other.
But Yan Yu was very outgoing, calling her "sister" affectionately.
After some small talk, he finally revealed his purpose: "Sis, my dad works as a purchasing agent at a fresh food supermarket. He heard that your strawberries are especially delicious. Do you think you could..."
"cannot."
Yan Yu: "...I haven't finished speaking yet."
Yan Sui smiled faintly, "Which fresh food supermarket does Uncle Zhendong work at?"
"Lewan is a local chain supermarket."
Yan Sui hadn't asked much before, but it suddenly came to mind today.
really.
Before Yan Zhendong asked, a purchasing agent named Xiao Chen had already consulted him.
The purchasing agent had already learned about her situation; it's impossible that he hadn't told Yan Zhendong.
Given her repeated rejections, Yan Zhendong's persistence was truly puzzling.
“I’ve already told your dad that I don’t have any fruits or vegetables to sell to him. He’s come to the wrong person.”
Yan Sui was almost certain that Yan Yu's purpose in returning this time was clear: to help Yan Zhendong.
She said goodbye to Peng Xiufang and walked back thoughtfully.
Even after lunch, I was still thinking about it.
She couldn't understand why Yan Zhendong might harbor ill intentions towards her.
After finishing her meal, she habitually nestled on the swing, and as she swayed, a shadow suddenly fell from above.
Yan Sui snapped out of her daze and sat up.
"Mr. Fu, what brings you here?"
Instead of answering, Fu Yansheng asked, "What are you thinking about so intently?"
He was blocking her sunlight, and Yan Sui subconsciously moved to the side.
However, the man was very outgoing and sat down in the empty seat she had given him.
Yan Sui: "..."
They didn't mean to give you their seat.
She pursed her lips and decided to let it go.
"Mr. Fu, I do have a question. Could you help me analyze it?"
"you say."
Yan Sui recounted Yan Zhendong's unusual behavior to him, asking, "Do you think there's something wrong with him?"
"Yes." The conclusion was reached quickly.
"Why?"
"Lewan was founded 15 years ago and is registered locally. Its founder is Feng Liqun. The company mainly deals in fresh ingredients such as fruits, vegetables, aquatic products, and fresh meat. To date, it has more than 30 stores locally and more than 400 stores nationwide. It is doing well and making considerable profits. It probably doesn't care about your profit."
It's not worth Yan Zhendong wasting his time going back and forth.
If it wasn't for the money, it means he had other motives.
"Have you offended him?"
Yan Sui rested her chin on her hand. "To be honest, I only cursed him a few times. I can't hold a grudge like that, can I?"
If it's really because of what he said in the hospital room last time, then Yan Zhendong is being too petty.
Fu Yansheng does not know Yan Zhendong and will not comment.
"As long as you insist on not cooperating with him, he will have no chance to harm you."
Yan Sui nodded, agreeing that this was indeed the case.
She only paid more attention to it because it involved Peng Xiufang.
"By the way, Mr. Fu, is there anything I can help you with?"
She followed Fu Yansheng's gaze and saw what he had brought.
"The Xuan paper you requested is 1980 special bark and 1984 clean bark four-foot single Xuan paper."
Yan Sui didn't know much about Xuan paper, but she knew it was very expensive just by hearing the name.
"How much is it? I'll transfer it to you."
Fu Yansheng: "No need."
Yan Sui blinked, a sly glint in her eyes.
"Yes, yes, otherwise I wouldn't have such an expensive gift to give you."
She smiled and said, "After all, it's only natural to reciprocate."
Seeing the speechless look on the man's face, Yan Sui couldn't help but secretly laugh.
Fu Yansheng knew she was doing it on purpose; she didn't even try to hide it, like a fox stealing fish.
How many more times are you going to use that phrase to shut me up?
Yan Sui swung her fair toes, feigning confusion: "Oh dear, isn't this the principle Mr. Fu taught me? I'm just putting it into practice."
Fu Yansheng raised his hand and tapped her forehead. "You still owe me two jars of strawberry jam."
Yan Sui covered her forehead and suddenly realized, "That's the real purpose! Mr. Fu, you just have a sweet tooth!"
The man remained expressionless and pointed to the other three boxes on the ground.
"This is for a few of the older female members of your family."
When Yan Sui opened it, she was surprised to find it contained ginseng.
With such a large size, it must be expensive.
"Mr. Fu, you've struck it rich now? Giving such an expensive gift, are you planning to ruin your life?"
He could tell from Yan Sui's expressive face that she was sympathizing with her mentally challenged brother again.
After a moment's hesitation, he finally spoke: "Actually, we have a little bit of wealth at home, so it's not that hard."
Yan Sui said "Oh," and nodded, "That's true, your family receives several disability subsidies every month."
Fu Yansheng: "...My income is decent, so I don't need to compete with others for subsidies right now."
Yan Sui experienced for the first time what it means to be indebted to someone who has taken a bribe.
None of the things he sent were cheap.
She skipped into the house, walked around, and finally took two jars of strawberry jam, two packets of peach gum, and two bottles of peach blossom wine.
"This peach blossom wine is a bit stronger than the previous one, so just sip it and don't drink too much. I also have some greens in my garden, and the cherry tomatoes are ready to be picked. If you don't mind..."
"If you don't mind, can I pick it now?"
Yan Sui was taken aback. "You're really not being polite."
The middle part is just for loading cargo.
"Yes, I'll pick some for you! I'm going to do a live stream soon, so I wanted to clear some vegetables from the field."
Fu Yansheng nodded. "I'll help you."
"No need for that, Mr. Fu, that would be too much trouble."
"Yes, we should reciprocate."
Yan Sui looked down at the things he had brought. Were her return gifts worth that much money?
But free labor is always welcome.
She had just agreed when her phone suddenly rang.
Yan Sui had no choice but to ask Fu Yansheng to wait a moment.
I took out my phone and saw it was another call from an unknown number.
The moment the call connected, Fu Qingci's suppressed roar could be heard: "Yan Sui, delete your Weibo posts!"
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