Yang Niannian carefully reminded, "Don't underestimate him too much. When you go to clean up the waste today, buy two packs of cigarettes and take them with you. Find a chance to ask the people in the factory about Du Weili's background. You have to know his identity first to avoid hitting a wall."
Maybe Du Weili really is someone with a powerful background. Judging from his conversation today, he is not a person without any bottom line.
Jiang Yang laughed, "This is easy. You don't need to look for anyone else. I suspect Master Zheng knows it. He transports goods everywhere every day and knows a lot of people. He helped Du Weili transport goods before, but they fell out because of the delay in paying him."
Yang Niannian nodded. "You decide. You can ask anyone you want. I'll go set up the stall first."
Jiang Yang ran into the house tactfully and moved the goods into the bed of the tricycle. He reported whatever he thought of to Yang Niannian.
"Yueyue is old now. It's not appropriate for her to sleep with me anymore. I want to build a small house next to us so that she and I can sleep separately."
"Okay, you can find a bricklayer over here." Yang Niannian originally wanted to discuss these issues with Jiang Yang, and it would be better if Jiang Yang realized them himself.
"No need to find a bricklayer. I can just buy some bricks and build it myself. It's very simple." Jiang Yang said.
Yang Niannian, "You handle it. You are 16 years old, you should have your own opinions. Don't ask me about trivial matters. I'm going to set up the stall."
What she wants to train is a capable assistant, not an eldest son. Jiang Yang must learn to have his own opinions.
If you ask her about every little thing, wouldn't she be annoyed to death?
It was almost time for the season to change, and there were not many people buying clothes. Only four pieces of clothing were sold in the morning, so business was not good. Yang Niannian did not stay on the street for long, and closed the stall and went back to the scrap yard.
Jiang Yang and Master Zheng were out and not at home, so she took a rest and rode her bike to the bank.
I have been too busy recently and have not saved any money. I have several hundred dollars on me, but it is not safe to keep them with me, so I would rather save them to feel more at ease.
The person who handled the business for her was Qi Cong. She was lucky this time and did not meet Fang Hengfei.
When Qi Cong was doing business, he would always glance at Yang Niannian out of the corner of his eye, intentionally or unintentionally.
At first, she didn’t think there was anything wrong, but when she found out that he had been looking at it too much, Yang Niannian thought there was something wrong with the deposit, so she couldn’t help asking, “Is there any problem?”
Qi Cong shook his head awkwardly and handed her the passbook. "No, no, please take your passbook."
Yang Niannian didn't suspect anything and walked out of the bank with her passbook. However, before she reached her bicycle, she was stopped by a middle-aged woman carrying a lot of bags.
"Excuse me, girl. Do you know where the bank is? My son works in the bank. I came to look for him, but I'm unfamiliar with the place and I can't read. I don't know where to go."
"Bank?" Yang Niannian turned and pointed at the bank door a few meters away. "That's the bank. Go in and ask."
"Okay, okay, thank you... Miss, have we met somewhere before? Why do you look so familiar to me..."
Mother Fang stared at Yang Niannian's face and looked at her carefully. The smile on her face suddenly faded. "Are you Yang Niannian?"
She thought the old lady had recognized the wrong person, but unexpectedly she called out her name. Yang Niannian also felt that the old lady looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen her.
"Who are you?"
After making sure she had recognized the wrong person, Fang's mother's expression instantly turned ferocious. "You are such a little vixen. You just came out of my son's bank, right? Tell me, why are you here to find him? Are you still trying to seduce my son? You sisters have inherited Huang Guihua's wildness, right? You just want to sleep with men every day. I tell you, you'd better stay away from my son, or don't blame me for being rude."
Yang Niannian didn't recognize Fang's mother at first, but when she heard her son work in a bank and speak with an Ancheng accent, she matched her with Fang's mother.
It must be said that Fang's mother has a very good memory. She only met the original owner once, but she still remembers it to this day.
Fang's mother's words were harsh, and Yang Niannian didn't give her a good face either, "Old woman, keep your mouth shut. Who wants to be your daughter-in-law? Your son is such a jerk that he doesn't even want to be pecked by chickens. He's not even as good as a hair of my man. He's a jerk that even maggots would hate if thrown into a cesspool. I still don't look down on him even if I divorce him 100 times."
Respect the old and love the young, and respect the kind old people, not the immortal things.
"You shameless thing, you've been divorced 100 times, you might as well just go to a brothel. I know you're just like that woman, you're not honest even after marrying a man, you just seduce men..."
Fang's mother is uneducated and is a typical country shrew. She curses people in a dirty and smelly way and can use all kinds of ugly and obscene words. Yang Niannian is really one step behind when arguing with such a woman.
Of course, she wouldn't be stupid enough to just listen to Fang's mother scolding her, so she interrupted loudly.
"You old woman, do you have cancer? You don't even say a word to help others, and if you keep spewing shit, I'll make you swallow shit."
Without giving Fang's mother time to react, she snatched the luggage bag from her hand, threw it across the street, and left immediately, with quick and decisive movements.
Fang's mother never thought that Yang Niannian would be so mean. She was so angry that she wanted to catch up with her and beat her up, but she was worried that her things would be picked up by someone else. After hesitating, she decided to go and pick up the luggage.
"You bitch, you did such a wicked thing. Your child will be born without an asshole and will be struck by lightning sooner or later."
Fang's mother had a ferocious look on her face and kept muttering curses all the way to the bank door. Until she saw her son, her ferocious expression was instantly replaced by joy, and in the blink of an eye, she turned into a kind mother.
"Hengfei."
Fang Hengfei had just walked from the bank to the lobby when he suddenly heard his mother's voice. Thinking he had misheard, he turned around and glanced at the door inadvertently, and his body was suddenly shocked.
Seeing that his colleagues were busy and didn't notice his mother, he hurried over, pulled them out of the bank, and lowered his voice in an accusing tone.
"Mom, why are you here?"
Seeing that her son didn't seem happy to see her, Fang's mother felt disappointed. "Hengfei, do you dislike me as your mother? I'm embarrassing you."
Looking at her son dressed in a suit and tie now, she almost couldn’t recognize him. How could he look like a farmer at all?
The son she raised had grown up and become a successful person, which was something to be happy about. However, when she saw that her son showed no joy at seeing her, she sensitively realized that something was wrong.
Fang Hengfei explained guiltily, "Mom, what are you thinking about? I'm at work. Our bank doesn't allow you to meet with relatives and friends during working hours. This is against the rules and you will be fired."
When Fang's mother heard that she would be fired, she was instantly frightened. "Then, then you should go back to work. I won't go in. If anyone asks, just say I'm a customer who came to deposit money."
Hearing his mother say this, Fang Hengfei felt guilty and distressed again, "Mom, go forward from this side, turn at the second intersection, and wait for me at the third noodle shop. I'll go there when it's time for dinner, and Huiying will go there too."
He made an appointment with Yang Huiying to go there for noodles today.