Chapter 87 The Secret That Is Not a Secret
“Yiyi…”
On the way home, Yang Laosan's wife wanted to say something but stopped herself several times.
"Just say it if you have something to say." Jian Qingyi tilted her head and looked at her.
"Sun Xiaocao has been looking for work everywhere recently..." Yang Laosan's wife mustered up the courage.
Perhaps fearing that Jian Qingyi would disagree, she paused for a moment and then hurriedly said, "Don't underestimate that little girl because she's young. She's smart and nimble."
"Let her try tomorrow!" Jian Qingyi pursed her lips and smiled.
Yang Laosan's wife's parents married her to Yang Laosan early just to get the dowry for her brother.
To be precise, it was sold to Yang Laosan.
Just like Sun Xiaohua.
After all, who would marry off their daughter without giving her some dowry?
Because I have been caught in the rain myself, I want to hold an umbrella for others.
What Jian Qingyi values is her kindness.
"Yi Yi, thank you!" Yang Laosan's wife seemed to be relieved.
"She works and I pay her. What's there to thank her for?" Jian Qingyi chuckled.
"Yi Yi, you don't know, I heard from my mother-in-law that that bastard Sun Qiang wants to sell Xiao Cao again. These days, he is looking for a matchmaker to find a husband for Xiao Cao!" Yang Laosan's wife sighed.
"Isn't Xiaocao only fifteen?" Jian Qingyi has been busy with the clothing store recently, going out early and coming back late every day, so she really didn't know about this.
"Yeah! Only fifteen." Yang Laosan's wife sighed again, "I really don't know what Sun Qiang and his wife are thinking."
What's wrong with my daughter?
Isn't their daughter their biological child? !
Other people favor sons over daughters because they have sons, but they don’t have sons, so why should they favor sons?
Along the way, the two chatted casually.
When they arrived at the family compound, they both went upstairs.
Yang Laosan's house and Sun Qiang's house are in the same building. Yang Laosan went to Sun Qiang's house first without having time to go back to his wife's house.
As soon as I reached the stairs to that floor, I heard Sun Qiang cursing.
"You stupid girl, all you do is eat and eat all day long. What's the point of raising you?"
"That water is free! If you just pour it out like that, even mountains of gold and silver wouldn't be enough to build it."
The entire corridor was filled with Sun Qiang's curses.
Perhaps they were used to it, and no one came out to watch.
Yang Laosan's wife raised her hand and knocked gently on the door.
"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear someone knocking on the door? What are you standing there for? Why don't you move?"
Then there was the sound of hurried footsteps behind the door.
After a moment, the door creaked open.
Sun Xiaolan's thin little face was revealed. "Aunt Yang San, what can I do for you?"
The thirteen-year-old child looked even shorter than a ten-year-old child, and the clothes, which were not big to begin with, looked particularly large on her.
"I'm looking for your second sister. Is she at home?" Yang Laosan's wife asked in a low voice.
"Second sister, Aunt Yang is looking for you." Sun Xiaolan turned her head and shouted towards the kitchen.
Sun Qiang's wife Xia Shuhui came out after hearing the noise.
"Her aunt, please sit inside!"
"I don't want to sit down anymore. I just don't know two words and I want Xiaocao to teach me." Yang Laosan's wife smiled and said the excuse she had thought of long ago.
Jian Qingyi never told anyone about opening a shop.
Even when the man Yang Laosan asked her about it, she just said that she had found a job washing dishes.
"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear your Aunt Yang San calling you?" Sun Qiang's cursing voice sounded again.
Sun Xiaocao didn't dare say anything. She wiped the water off her hands on her clothes and trotted out.
"Aunt Yang San!" she called out timidly.
"I'll bring your Xiaocao back to you later." Yang Laosan's wife put her arm around Sun Xiaocao's slightly thin shoulders and smiled at Xia Shuhui.
"It's okay. Just let me know if you have any problems next time." Xia Shuhui waved her hand nonchalantly.
Fearing that Yang Laosan might hear it, Yang Laosan's wife did not dare to take the man home, but went directly downstairs.
"Aunt Yang San, didn't you ask me to teach you how to read..." Sun Xiaocao looked puzzled.
"Shh! Keep your voice down!" Yang Laosan's wife tugged at the corner of her clothes and pulled her inside.
The grass followed obediently and didn't say anything.
It was not until they turned into an empty corner that Yang Laosan's wife, who was walking in front, stopped.
"Xiao Cao, I have a job here. Do you want to come?" Yang Laosan's wife looked around and spoke in a low voice.
"Yes!" Sun Xiaocao nodded hurriedly.
"But you have to promise not to tell anyone about this, including your parents and sister." Yang Laosan's wife looked serious.
"I promise I won't tell anyone. If I do, my intestines will be ruptured and I will die a miserable death." Sun Xiaocao hurriedly raised his right hand.
"Okay! Then you get up early tomorrow and wait for me at the gate, and we'll go to work together. Don't worry, as long as you work hard and don't cheat, the boss will definitely not treat you unfairly." Yang Laosan's wife looked around like a thief, afraid that someone would hear her.
Little did she know that the secret she was determined to keep would no longer be a secret the next day.
Jian Zhongliang didn't expect this either.
His little girl is so brave.
When he heard about it from others, he still didn't believe it.
Standing outside the door of [Yisheng] at this moment, looking at the little girl lying on the counter doing homework, Jian Zhongliang didn't know whether he should continue to stay here and be angry, or turn around and go back.
On her first day at work, Sun Xiaocao was helping a customer try on clothes when she accidentally saw a person standing at the door. She subconsciously wanted to invite the customer in to take a look.
She had just taken a step when she froze there.
This morning, Aunt Yang San repeatedly warned us not to tell anyone about Sister Yi Yi opening a shop.
Yang Laosan's wife saw her standing there stupidly and was about to ask her to tidy up the guests' clothes, but when she turned around, she was also dumbfounded.
Seeing Sun Xiaocao and Yang Laosan's wife were also in the store, Jian Zhongliang laughed angrily.
So he kept it a secret from the whole family.
"Yi Yi..." Yang Laosan's wife called softly.
"What's wrong?" Jian Qingyi raised her eyes.
With the midterm exam approaching, teachers of all subjects are assigning homework relentlessly.
Although these questions were not difficult for her, she still had to write them stroke by stroke!
Yang Laosan's wife glanced outside the door and motioned Jian Qingyi to look for herself.
When Jian Qingyi turned her head, she met Jian Zhongliang's dark eyes.
"Dad, my dear dad, you are finally here." Jian Qingyi threw down the pen in her hand, rushed out and held Jian Zhongliang's arm.
"You still remember that I am your father!" Jian Zhongliang wanted to pull his hand back, but his arm was held tightly by Jian Qingyi.
"Look at what you said. Even if I don't recognize myself, I can't forget my biological father!" Jian Qingyi dragged the man into the store.
Sun Xiaocao cleverly ran to the backyard to make tea.
By the time Jian Qingyi dragged Jian Zhongliang to sit on the sofa in the men's clothing area, tea was served.
"Uncle Jane, have some tea."
"Does your father know you are here?" Jian Zhongliang asked.
Sun Xiaocao shook her head.
"Take this dress down for me to try on." A customer was looking for someone in the women's clothing area.
"Coming!" Sun Xiaocao responded and ran over quickly.
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