Chapter 32 Don't Smile at Her
When Mao Chunqiao returned with a gloomy face, Jian Dashan was standing downstairs chatting with a few old men and women, holding a fishing rod in his left hand and a bucket and a small stool in his right hand.
I don't know who said what, but the whole group of people were laughing so hard that they were rolling on the ground.
Mao Chunqiao, who was already unhappy, became even more upset when she saw this.
"It's already this late, why aren't you at home cooking but wandering around..." When Jian Dashan saw Mao Chunqiao, he subconsciously handed over the bucket of fish and the small stool in his hands.
If it were in the past, Mao Chunqiao would definitely take it with a smile, and then happily go home to cook for Jian Dashan.
now……
Mao Chunqiao went upstairs with a gloomy face without even looking at Jian Dashan.
This abnormal behavior not only left Jian Dashan completely confused, but even the old men and women looked incredulous.
If Mao Chunqiao is a tigress outside, then when she returns home...
To be precise, in front of Jian Dashan, she was just a cat.
The bucket and small stool in Jian Dashan's hands were awkwardly hanging in the air.
"Brother Jian, what did you do today? Look how angry you made my sister-in-law." A slightly younger old man joked with a smile.
"How would I know what's wrong with her?" Jian Dashan said this, but he still followed her upstairs obediently.
"What happened to Mao Chunqiao today that she actually dared to turn her back on Jian Dashan?"
As soon as Jian Dashan's figure disappeared in the corridor, several old men and women began to talk in low voices.
"I heard that Jian Zhongliang's daughter sold her mother's regular job quota." Someone with the inside information immediately came out to reveal the news.
"That little girl seems quiet on weekdays, but I didn't expect that she can do great things quietly." The old man who had teased Jian Dashan before said with a smile.
"Will Li Meiqian agree to this?"
"What if she doesn't agree? It's not her place."
…
When Jian Dashan went upstairs, the door of the house was closed tightly. He leaned his fishing rod against the door and habitually raised his hand to knock on the door.
It’s not that there are no extra keys to the house, he’s just used to Mao Chunqiao’s meticulous care.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
He tapped a few times and then waited quietly.
Within five seconds, Mao Chunqiao's figure would appear inside the door, and then she would take the bucket and small stool from his hands with a smile, and at the same time chatter to him about the excitement she saw that afternoon.
Either the daughter-in-law and mother-in-law are fighting again, or someone is arguing with someone else.
These days, there aren't many entertainment programs, so neighbors' family affairs and disputes and conflicts have become a pastime for everyone after dinner.
Time passes by every second.
Not to mention five seconds, five minutes have passed.
The door was still tightly shut.
"Bang bang bang..." Jian Dashan, who was getting impatient, raised his hand and knocked again.
The force this time was obviously much greater than last time.
It was so big that the two families next door had to stick their heads out.
When they saw that it was Jian Dashan, they all smiled and invited him to sit inside.
Jian Dashan was so embarrassed.
After a while, Mao Chunqiao came to open the door with a dark face.
The door was open, but there was obviously no intention of taking the bucket and the stool.
Turn around and leave.
Jian Dashan, who has always been a male chauvinist, couldn't stand this. He went into the house, put down his precious fishing rod, and slammed the table.
"Mao Chunqiao, what medicine did you take wrong today?"
Mao Chunqiao was already feeling awkward and aggrieved, and after hearing him yell at her, she burst into tears.
"Why are you crying? I didn't hit you." Jian Dashan was dumbfounded.
Mao Chunqiao has a lively personality and rarely cries.
At this moment, she was crying as if her father had died. How could Jian Dashan not be confused?
"Jian Dashan, tell me the truth, are you attracted to Yang Huai'e?" Mao Chunqiao cried bitterly.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Jian Dashan roared in a low voice.
"Don't deny it, I saw you smiling at her." Mao Chunqiao wiped her tears.
Mao Chunqiao's heart ached when she thought that the man who had been with her for most of her life had fallen in love with another woman.
She was so nice to him.
Even though he was treated like a big boss, he still had those wicked ideas.
"What nonsense are you talking about? A bunch of old men and women are chatting there. Should I not laugh or cry?" Jian Dashan angrily picked up the teacup on the coffee table and pretended to drink it.
Mao Chunqiao rushed forward and snatched the teacup.
"The tea is cold, so I won't worry about my stomach getting hurt if I drink it."
She glared at Jian Dashan and quickly made some hot tea.
"You are not allowed to smile at that Yang Huai'e in the future." As she handed over the teacup, she did not forget the previous topic.
"Okay, don't laugh. I will cry when I see her from now on." Jian Dashan took the teacup and said unhappily.
"Jian Dashan..." Mao Chunqiao stomped her feet.
"I know, I know. Next time I see her, I will just leave. I won't step on the ground she has stepped on. Okay?" Jian Dashan looked impatient.
Only after getting a satisfactory answer did Mao Chunqiao burst into laughter.
"Hurry up and cook. I've been squatting by the river all afternoon and I'm tired and hungry." Jian Dashan didn't want to see her go crazy, so he waved his hand.
"Okay, I bought some meat this afternoon and will make you some cabbage dumpling soup later." Mao Chunqiao picked up the apron beside her and tied it on.
"That cabbage dumpling soup is so white..." Jian Dashan frowned.
"Then I'll make you braised pork and steamed egg custard?" Mao Chunqiao said hurriedly.
"Okay!" Jian Dashan lowered his head and took a sip of tea, his tone not very warm.
Mao Chunqiao walked into the kitchen happily as if she had received an imperial decree.
Jian Dashan just turned on the TV and was about to watch the news.
Mao Chunqiao rushed out again in a hurry.
Thinking that she was going to do something weird again, Jian Dashan frowned slightly.
Unexpectedly, she leaned close to Jian Dashan's ear and whispered something.
Jian Dashan was so excited that he almost jumped up from the sofa.
"Who told you this?" His tone was still full of disbelief.
The matter of the deputy factory director has been mentioned all the time, but there has been no definite answer from the higher-ups.
The most important thing is that even if he wants to promote a deputy factory director, it won’t be his kid’s turn based on seniority!
"Who else could it be? That dead girl." When talking about Jian Qingyi, Mao Chunqiao's heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were all filled with anger.
That damn girl is here to jinx her!
"She said that it was Zhongliang who told her, and she also said that Zhongliang told her not to tell anyone." Afraid that Jian Dashan would not believe it, Mao Chunqiao said again.
"Then it's almost certain." Jian Dashan couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes.
"Finally, our Jian family has produced someone with ability."
"Don't tell anyone about this matter until it's settled. Don't be like that damn girl who talks nonsense as soon as she opens her mouth." Jian Dashan reminded.
A deputy factory director is under the watchful eyes of hundreds of people. If the news leaks out and someone becomes jealous and does something bad, then the consequences will outweigh the gains.
"I know, I know." Mao Chunqiao nodded hurriedly.
"That damn kid is so tight-lipped that he even hid it from his parents." Jian Dashan felt unhappy when he thought that the news came from his least-loved granddaughter.
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