Upon hearing her words, Song Lixiang's eyes instinctively showed a hint of wariness.
But soon, she lowered her guard, gave a wry smile, and said, "Qiaoqiao, don't try to persuade me. I really haven't thought about finding another man. I'm fine raising these children on my own."
Seeing that Song Lixiang had misunderstood her meaning, Jiang Qiaoqiao laughed and said, "Sister Lixiang, you've misunderstood. I didn't mean to introduce you to a man."
I wanted to ask you if you've ever thought about finding a job in the city, so you could earn more money and give your children a better life.
Song Lixiang gave a wry smile. "Qiaoqiao, who doesn't want to find a job in the city and earn more money these days? But look at my situation, it's hard to say whether I can even find a job."
"For example, if I were to start working, with fixed hours, what would happen to these children while I was at work?"
Seeing that Song Lixiang still didn't understand, Jiang Qiaoqiao stopped beating around the bush and said directly, "Sister Lixiang, it's like this. My mother and brother run a duck products shop in Yun County, and they're short-staffed right now."
"If you're willing to help out at the duck products shop, I can arrange accommodation for you and the children. You'll receive fifty yuan a month for your work. If you eventually become a skilled duck maker and still want to work for us, we'll give you a share of the profits."
Upon hearing Jiang Qiaoqiao's words, Song Lixiang's eyes widened in disbelief.
She couldn't believe that such a good thing had actually fallen into her lap. It was like a pie falling from the sky and landing right on her head.
"Sister Lixiang, please consider it..."
Before Jiang Qiaoqiao could finish speaking, Song Lixiang stood up excitedly, grasped Jiang Qiaoqiao's hands tightly, and said, "Qiaoqiao, thank you, thank you so much. Don't worry, I will definitely work hard and will never cause you any trouble."
*
On the other side, the Jiang family, now only Peng Cuiying and Jiang Yongxian remained, was shrouded in gloom.
Jiang Yongxian had just returned from the Jiang family's residence, but the residence was already deserted.
He called Jiang Guozhi and learned that Jiang Guozhi and Bai Yuzhu had already left with Jiang Rou, Jiang Yiran, and Qin Haiyang.
Although Jiang Guozhi spoke to him politely, the implication was that Jiang Yiran would be their Jiang family's daughter from now on, and would have nothing to do with them anymore.
It's obvious that the Jiang family wants to distance themselves from Jiang Jiahua and Jiang Yong'an because of their affair.
Jiang Yongxian responded politely to Jiang Guozhi's words on the surface, but when he hung up the phone, he couldn't control his temper and slammed the receiver hard onto the landline.
The shop owner was immediately distressed. "Hey, what are you doing? You were acting all humble when you were on the phone with someone else, and now that you've hung up, why are you taking it out on my phone?"
Installing a telephone isn't cheap. If you smash it, can you afford to pay for it?
Jiang Yongxian was seething with anger and wanted to explode, but in the end he held back.
After apologizing to the shop owner, I paid the phone bill and gave him an extra dollar before leaving in a hurry.
As soon as he entered the door, Peng Cuiying immediately went up to him and said, "Eldest son, look, your father and I have gotten a divorce certificate, and your father has also published a notice in the newspaper severing ties with your second son."
Have you contacted the Jiang family yet? When are they going back to Beicheng? Let's hurry and go with them!
People from the food factory have already come and told us we have to vacate the premises within the next two days, or they'll kick us out!
Peng Cuiying got furious when she talked about this.
She couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of insult and cursed, "Pah! A bunch of sycophantic dogs! Back when your dad was the deputy factory director, every single one of them would have wanted to shine my shoes if they saw me."
"Now that your dad's just had an accident, and you and your second son are still perfectly fine, you've already changed to this disgusting face..."
"Mom, that's enough, stop talking." Jiang Yongxian interrupted Peng Cuiying's incessant chatter with some impatience. "The Jiang family has already left. I'll buy train tickets tomorrow, and we'll go back to Beicheng ourselves."
"What?" Peng Cuiying stared at Jiang Yongxian with wide eyes in disbelief. "They just left? What about Ranran? She's their own daughter, how could they..."
"Jiang Yiran left with them."
Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Yongxian interrupted her, "The Jiang family has wired you some money as payment for raising Jiang Yiran over the years. From now on, Jiang Yiran has nothing to do with our family."
Peng Cuiying had originally thought that even if Jiang Jiahua and Jiang Yong'an went in, it would be fine.
But she divorced Jiang Jiahua, and then she went to Beicheng with Jiang Yongxian. Her son was an official, and her daughter had plenty of money. She would live a life of luxury, just like an empress dowager.
Who knows...
"So Ranran... she also meant the same thing?" Peng Cuiying asked, still clinging to some hope.
Jiang Yongxian said without any mercy, "Mom, do you think Jiang Yiran would follow the Jiang family if she wanted to share our hardships?"
Upon hearing these words, Peng Cuiying's illusions vanished completely.
She couldn't help but grit her teeth fiercely, "Ungrateful wretches, all of them ungrateful wretches! They say girls are more inclined to be outgoing, but I should have strangled them both back in the hospital!"
The next morning, Jiang Yongxian went to the city to buy train tickets.
Before leaving, he said to Peng Cuiying, "Mom, give me the money Jiangjiahui gave you first. We still need to make some arrangements before we go to Beicheng, so that Dad and Lao San won't suffer in there."
Yesterday, when Peng Cuiying didn't collect the money, she thought the Jiang family had given her a large sum of money.
When I received it, I found it was only two thousand yuan.
Holding the money, she seemed reluctant to give it away and said with a troubled expression, "Eldest brother, you can just give the money to the third brother, but you don't need to give it to your father, right?"
I heard from them that in this situation, only the third son can get out; your father, Shi Yao, will get shot.
"He's going to die anyway, so let him suffer a little!"
Jiang Yongxian frowned. "Okay, Mom, give me the money first, and I'll go and smooth things over with the third son. When the second son comes back, we'll see if he can pull some strings to reduce the third son's sentence to the minimum."
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