Yang Qiaoqiao was almost laughing in exasperation at the shamelessness of these people.
However, now that the village chief has stepped in to play the villain for her, she no longer plays the good cop.
She smiled and said, "Auntie, then I'm sorry, but the clothing factory I work in relies on my skills to make money."
Even junior managers in the factory have production quotas, and these quotas are heavier than those of ordinary workers.
There's a reward and punishment system for not completing the task. If your child doesn't like working, and they really have to come to my factory, they might not earn any money after a month and would have to give me extra pay.
Upon hearing this, the aunt stared at Yang Qiaoqiao in disbelief, then said angrily, "Yang Qiaoqiao, if you want my child, just say so. Why are you bluffing me like this?"
"What kind of logic is there in the world where the workers get paid by the boss? I think you're a bloodsucker, a heartless capitalist!"
Yang Qiaoqiao spoke politely, but was scolded instead.
She wasn't going to put up with them anymore. "I'm a vampire and a heartless capitalist? I'd like to ask you, you know exactly what kind of people your children are, yet you still want to put them in my factory and have me arrange for them to be in leadership positions. What else could you be but trying to leech off me?"
"You..." The older woman was speechless, stunned by Yang Qiaoqiao's painting. She then put on an air of superiority and said, "Yang Qiaoqiao, no matter what, I am your elder. Is this how you talk to your elder?"
She even turned to Lin Xiaohui and lectured her, "Lin Xiaohui, is this the kind of good daughter you raised? She's made her own money and become successful, but instead of helping out the younger siblings in the village, she treats her elders with such an arrogant attitude?"
Lin Xiaohui used to be gentle and easy to talk to, but that was because her family was poor and she lacked confidence.
Now that she had the confidence, she couldn't let others bully her daughter again, so she said directly, "She's the good daughter I raised!"
If you're so capable, why don't you raise a daughter like that and take her to a big city to enjoy life?
Why did you come here begging my daughter?
"Sun Fengjiao, let me tell you, there's no way my Qiaoqiao would accept your lazybones. If you say another bad word about my Qiaoqiao today, don't blame me for throwing you out with a broom!"
As Lin Xiaohui spoke, she picked up a large broom from the base of the wall with great force.
Sun Fengjiao gritted her teeth and said, "Fine, now that your family is successful, you don't care about us poor relatives anymore. I won't beg you anymore!"
Pah! What a load of rubbish!
"Let's see how long you can be so smug!"
"roll!"
Sun Fengjiao, cursing and swearing, took away the things she had brought. As she spat, Lin Xiaohui couldn't help but hit her with the large broom in her hand.
She was beaten so badly that she ran and jumped, still yelling, "Let me tell you, the fortune teller said that my dog is destined for great wealth and honor. When my dog becomes rich and powerful, don't come begging to me!"
"Pah! I'd rather beg you than pass by your house than beg for food!" Lin Xiaohui cursed from the doorway.
Although the others came with the same purpose as Sun Fengjiao, they were much more polite to her at this time.
After Sun Fengjiao left, they stopped mentioning asking Yang Qiaoqiao to arrange jobs for their children.
He exchanged a few awkward pleasantries with Lin Xiaohui and Yang Qiaoqiao, and then left.
As for the things they brought, they were all taken back after a few back-and-forths between Lin Xiaohui and herself.
Only then did the village chief allow his two sons to push two carts into Yang Qiaoqiao's yard.
Looking at the cart full of fruits, vegetables, mountain produce, and grains, Yang Qiaoqiao asked in surprise, "Uncle, what are you doing here...?"
Yang Mingcai said, "Qiaoqiao, you and your brother are the most capable people in our village. You have brought benefits to the village. We can't help you with anything else."
These fruits, vegetables, and grains were all grown by the villagers themselves. Taking them back to eat is a small token of our appreciation.
"Originally, everyone wanted to come and thank you in person, but there were too many people, and we were afraid of taking up your time."
They brought the things to me so I could pick them up for you, as a token of their appreciation.
The items on the cart weren't valuable, but the quality of the fruits and vegetables showed how much care the villagers had put into bringing them to her.
Yang Qiaoqiao said to Yang Mingcai with some emotion, "Uncle, I'll accept all these things. Please thank everyone for me."
As she spoke, she went to the car and took down a bag of sealed red envelopes, handing them to Yang Mingcai. “Uncle, these are a small token of my appreciation for the villagers. Please help me distribute them to everyone so I can visit each family individually.”
Yang Mingcai didn't expect Yang Qiaoqiao to have prepared red envelopes for the villagers, and subconsciously declined, saying, "Qiaoqiao, this is too much. Many of the middle-aged and elderly people in our village work at your duck farm, and many young people have also gone to work in your garment factory."
The whole village owes its good life to you, and this is all we're giving you—something we grew ourselves. How could we possibly accept your red envelope?"
Yang Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "I am able to achieve what I have today thanks to the support of my fellow villagers."
Uncle, you absolutely must distribute these red envelopes to everyone for me, otherwise I won't accept these things!
Since Yang Qiaoqiao had already said all that, Yang Mingcai naturally had no choice but to accept the red envelope.
The next day was New Year's Eve.
Yang Qiaoqiao originally thought that there were already quite a lot of people in her family for the Spring Festival this year, but she didn't expect that Grandpa Xia and Grandma Xia would also come over on New Year's Eve.
When Yang Qiaoqiao received Grandpa Xia's call and went to the airport to pick up the elderly couple, she was filled with joy and surprise. "Grandpa Xia, Grandma Xia, why did you come today?"
Wang Shuyi smiled and took Yang Qiaoqiao's hand, saying, "Qiaoqiao, your Grandpa Xia and I have both heard about your relationship with Huo Beixiao..."
Before Wang Shuyi could finish speaking, Xia Yuntao tugged at her, "Old woman, it's the New Year, let's not talk about this. We just came to keep Qiaoqiao and An'an company for the New Year."
Wang Shuyi nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, let's not talk about this, let's have a happy New Year!"
In the days since Huo Beixiao left, Yang Qiaoqiao has been deliberately trying not to think about anything related to him.
But every now and then, I would wonder how Huo Beixiao is doing in Hong Kong now, and whether he has found out anything.
Yang Qiaoqiao's smile froze for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure and asked about Grandpa Xia and Grandma Xia's family situation.
Wang Shuyi used to look melancholy and bitter when she talked about her younger relatives, but now she happily held Yang Qiaoqiao's hand and said, "Qiaoqiao, when it comes to those good-for-nothings in my family, Grandma really has to thank you."
Back then, my husband and I both thought that those good-for-nothings had been ruined, and that our Xia family was finished with their generation.
You were the one who told us they had many advantages, and you were the one who came up with the idea of setting up a small company for them to work for.
Surprisingly, they've actually gotten to the point where they're doing it.
Perhaps because their children and grandchildren are now doing well, Xia Yuntao and Wang Shuyi not only have much better energy and spirit, but they also look younger.
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