Song's mother muttered, "Did he use dirty tricks? Or did he use a scheme?"
"Is your sister-in-law a decent person? It's bad, we didn't find out that there is something wrong with the Jiang family."
Song Wanyue smiled and said, "It's because of her beauty, Mom, what are you thinking? Ahem, of course she's a decent person."
Otherwise, the Jiang family would not allow Wang Xiaoyue to enter.
Mother Song heaved a sigh of relief when she heard this and said, "That's good. What's going on? Boss Jiang fell in love with someone at first sight? Is it a free love relationship?"
"It was a free love story. Boss Jiang went home to visit his relatives and fell in love with Wang Xiaoyue at first sight when he passed by a place." Song Wanyue said truthfully.
Song's mother thought about the first and second wives and chatted, "My daughter, you don't know that Song Wenbin came to our house after you got married and said he wanted to be our son. He also said that he is homeless now and can only stay in the factory dormitory, which is very crowded."
"Also, Qiuyun is back. It is said that she was hit by a car while trying to save an old lady. She is likely to become a cripple."
"She still uses a cane. Sometimes, she looks at people with a sinister look in her eyes. I don't dare to look her in the eye for too long."
"You said it was such a coincidence. Your grandma just gave everyone the money she had. But it's not easy to find a suitable job. If you're lucky, you can find one in half a month. If you're unlucky, it may take one or two months."
"It just so happens that the old lady is the mother of the deputy director of the local Youth League Office. So, the favor is returned. Qiuyun can be given a medical retirement and sent back to her hometown."
"Although this girl wanted to persuade the second wife's Chenggong and Xuemei to go to the countryside together, but in this matter, I feel a little sympathetic towards her."
Song Wanyue sighed in her heart, this sister was a ruthless person, she did it on purpose.
In order to return to the city, she did not take the college entrance examination because of her poor academic performance. Seeing that all the educated youth were able to take the college entrance examination and return to the city, she was very anxious. If she did not say this, most people would not have guessed it.
Who is so stupid as to make himself a cripple?
Even if Second Uncle's family was willing to help find a job, Song Qiuyun was anxious.
Just because Song Qiuyun almost sent the second child of the Song family to the countryside, her second uncle and second aunt did not send a single letter or a single penny during the year she went to the countryside. The situation only improved last year.
Song Qiuyun is the second wife's child, but she was the only one to go to the countryside. She must have felt unbalanced.
Song Wanyue reminded: "Mom, you better be careful, I think this person is very cunning."
This person has no bad intentions towards the first wife and their third wife.
But it’s different now. With the subsidy from her grandparents, Song Qiuyun can wait for the second wife to find a job before returning to the capital.
Otherwise, once the educated youth got married in the countryside and wanted to return to the capital, they would find it difficult to do so without money or a job.
Song's mother smiled and said, "I know about your mother. Qiuyun just came back and came to visit us. She also gave us some flower cakes, a local specialty. She said that the cakes were delicious. Of course they were delicious. How could cakes with oil, salt and sugar taste bad?"
"I just think it's a pity. Your second uncle and his family have prepared money to buy a job, but this girl is so stubborn that she thinks her family owes her something. She is so angry that she wants to work in an office as soon as she comes back."
Song Wanyue made a sharp comment: "It's hard to say. Office jobs are not that easy to find. You can't buy them with connections. Ordinary jobs pay 500 to 600 yuan, while office jobs pay at least 800 to 900 yuan, and you have to graduate from high school."
In her opinion, it was understandable that Song Qiuyun wanted a good job. Even in later generations, there were people who could work as clerks after graduating from high school. But nowadays, the competition in the city was fierce. There were only so many factories, and in each factory, there were only a few people working in offices. It was not good to be too picky.
It’s better to grab a job first, because when you get old enough to get married, having a job will give you extra points.
Ladies, making clothes is a good job, it is a skilled job and it is not easy to lose your job.
In her previous life, she had a friend who worked in the clothing industry. He could earn 7,000 yuan a month by working overtime. She was so envious of him because he made more money than she did as an accountant, who only earned 5,500 yuan at the time.
The protagonist being discussed by the two men was at the factory gate at this time, sitting under a large locust tree at the gate, chatting gossip with the idle aunties in the factory.
Song Wanyue and her husband waited until after dinner before going out.
Song Wenbin knew that Song Wanyue was coming back home today, so he left work early and waited at the gate of the compound. As expected, he heard people say that all the things brought back to her parents' home were good things.
The man was sitting crookedly in the guard room, chatting with the old man there.
Seeing two people coming out, he spoke out to stop them.
"Hey, isn't this the Song family's golden phoenix? She brought back so many good things from her parents' home."
"Hey, big brother Jiang, your wife is such a spendthrift, and you don't care about it. She has spent a month's salary on it."
Jiang Ze said coldly, "Song Wenbin, I was the one who bought the things. You, as an outsider, have no say. Look at how shabby you are. You were kicked out by the first wife and can't go home. You can only be a homeless person outside."
Song Wenbin was so angry that his face turned red. "You, you, I'm doing this for your own good. Everyone knows that Song Wanyue is good to her parents. Do you have any objection to your wife subsidizing her family so much? I don't believe that you bought all these things, and your sister-in-law has no objection?"
Even a family like the Song family has conflicts, and the struggles in families with more prominent family backgrounds will only be more intense.
Jiang Ze shook his head: "I bought it. Wanyue's monthly royalties are already 20 or 30 yuan, which is more than your salary. You, the defeated general, have to keep your dissatisfaction to yourself. This is my own Yue family. From now on, I will be the biological son of the third branch of the Song family. You, who want to be adopted, better get out of here and don't wait for me to make a move."
"I heard that you don't have a very good reputation in the factory, and it seems that you are bullied by your superiors and colleagues. You say that you have something to say about this one person bullying you, but if a group of people bully you, then it's your problem."
Every word pierced Song Wenbin's heart.
Song Wenbin argued: "It's just that Song Wanyue is lucky. If I were my uncle's son, I would be able to soar to the sky and get an office job. I can't just do odd jobs in the kitchen now."
Ever since Li Yin exposed the fact that he had borrowed money, he had difficulty moving around in the factory and even no female comrade was willing to talk to him.
You know, there used to be widows who would chat with him about family matters, but now they really ignore him.
He always felt that he couldn't get rid of his relationship with Song Wanyue.
Thinking of this, Song Wenbin asked with red eyes, "Song Wanyue, did you do this? Did you find out that I borrowed money from those two female comrades? Is that why you can't stand seeing me get any better?"
Song Wanyue would never admit it, no one would know anyway.
However, she didn't want to see Song Wenbin in the old Song family anymore, so why not send him to be a son-in-law?
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