"What did you say? Are you deaf?!"
What we say is none of your business.
Yu Meixia turned her head and stared expressionlessly at the women in front of her. "Yes, I'm deaf. Would you like to say it again so I can hear it?"
The women exchanged glances. Yu Meixia's temper wasn't exactly good. If they made a scene and the director found out, they might even have their pay docked. They quickly waved their hands, saying, "We're too lazy to waste our breath arguing with you."
After saying that, he fled.
On the other side, Old Mrs. Wu never expected that Yu Meixia had been implicated by her, and she was saying all sorts of nonsense.
When Grandma Wu returned to the workshop, she saw that the female workers in Workshop 3 were doing well, including Wang Daya, who was sitting quietly at her workstation, busy with her work, and had someone helping her.
"Help me out?" Wang Daya was furious at the people sandwiching her between them. Before she knew it, she had just exerted force and felt a sharp pain in her arm.
Why are you pinching me?!
The female worker who pinched her smiled softly, "Da Ya, it's just that I'm afraid you won't concentrate and will break our things."
"you!"
Wang Daya glanced at what was in front of her and knew that what she said was true, so she swallowed the air that was in her throat.
Grandma Wu glanced around, saw that there was nothing wrong, and turned to leave.
Wang Daya caught a glimpse of Old Lady Wu leaving out of the corner of her eye and said irritably, "Why are you afraid of her? Besides, we don't even know if what she said is true."
As soon as she finished speaking, someone immediately chimed in, "Hey, since Director Wu has a relationship with Factory Director Jia, she can definitely get things done. How could Factory Director Jia not give her face? Otherwise, how could he explain it to our Director Wu?"
“That makes sense. Our workshop has never successfully applied for this benefit before. If it really works out this time, I can buy three pounds of meat to improve my family’s meals.”
As soon as the topic of food came up, everyone in Workshop 3 started talking excitedly.
Wang Daya almost spat out a mouthful of blood; her face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
Isn't this like shooting herself in the foot? She wants Old Lady Wu to be scorned, looked down upon, and even dragged down from her position as director.
I never imagined that the female workers in Workshop 3 would develop such feelings for Old Lady Wu because of this.
Seeing that Wang Daya didn't speak, the others gestured to the people next to them to look at Wang Daya.
His face was so black, it was comparable to the coal burned in the dead of winter.
Regardless of the rumors circulating outside, Workshop 3 is relatively stable for the time being.
When Yu Meixia saw Wu Laotai trying to strike up a conversation with her after get off work, Wu Laotai simply ignored her and walked away.
Yu Meixia stood there, sighing inwardly.
Having already walked some distance, Old Lady Wu headed straight for the department store. She needed to investigate the rumors thoroughly and also carry out the tasks assigned by Factory Director Jia.
When he came out of the department store again, he had silk thread and fabric in his hands.
Before she could leave, two people suddenly walked past her. Old Mrs. Wu paused and looked in the direction the two people had gone.
Miao Fengying?
The other man, who was a head shorter than her, was obviously Qiao Zhenjun, the son of the Qiao family.
Their conversation drifted to Old Lady Wu's ears on the breeze: "Zhenjun, you're so good to me."
One sentence made Qiao Zhenjun's cheeks blush slightly, "Fengying, if you see anything you like at the department store later, just tell me."
Miao Fengying turned her head slightly and asked, "Zhenjun, have you told your family about us?"
"Um, not yet. My parents have been too busy lately, and I can hardly find them. I'll tell them when I get home today."
"Okay, that's fine then. I'll be waiting for you."
She couldn't hear anything else she said. Old Mrs. Wu watched the figure recede into the distance, her expression complicated.
Just as they were about to leave, a sorrowful figure stood not far away, staring blankly at the two people who had gone into the distance.
Grandma Wu couldn't help but rub her forehead, and with a slight twist of her toes, she pretended not to see it and tried to walk around to the other side.
"Mom, my heart aches so much..."
Did Huang Xiaofu see her? Old Mrs. Wu sighed and walked towards him. "Feeling sorry for her? We happen to have some painkillers at home. Take some when you get back."
After dragging Huang Xiaofu home, Old Lady Wu plopped down on a stool and drank three large cups of water from an enamel mug before she could catch her breath.
When she caught sight of Huang Xiaofu standing at the door, she really didn't want to talk to him. What was the matter?
She couldn't be pulled away; his heels seemed to be rooted to the ground. Old Mrs. Wu was so angry that she didn't want to deal with him anymore and was about to leave when Huang Xiaofu grabbed her sleeve tightly.
Those who want to leave can't, and those who don't want to leave can't be dragged away.
Old Mrs. Wu slapped him several times with her large sinuses before she could barely drag him away from where he was.
A tall young man, over 1.8 meters, still needed her, an old woman nearing fifty, to drag him along. If it weren't for the crowds on the street, she would have liked to stuff him back in and rework him!
Huang Mancang stared blankly at the mother and child in front of him, "What, what happened?"
"Ask him!"
Old Mrs. Wu said irritably, and Huang Mancang blew a bubble from his nose, his eyes filled with tears, "Dad, my heart aches so much..."
Huang Mancang's lips twitched. Just as he was about to speak, a figure flashed before his eyes. Then he saw Old Lady Wu grab Huang Xiaofu, who was standing at the door, and pin him to the ground, starting to beat him severely.
Huang Mancang took several steps back, his eyes filled with fear. He glanced at his sons standing on the other side, then nodded and said, "Quickly, try to persuade them!"
No no no.......
Huang Mancang glared at him a few times. What a coward! He had to do it himself. What... what should he say?
"Oh, right," he tentatively took a few steps forward, swallowing hard, "the mother of my child?"
He called out once, but received no response. Huang Mancang hesitated for a moment, realizing he hadn't called enough. He called out a few more times, trying to evoke Wu's maternal love by calling her "the mother of my child," "the mother of my child, the mother of my child..."
Grandma Wu breathed a sigh of relief and stopped what she was doing. Seeing this, Huang Mancang seized the opportunity to say, "Didn't Xiaofu say he was in pain? Then quickly give him some painkillers. Trying to relieve pain with pain won't work, will it?"
The Huang brothers watched as Huang Mancang solemnly gave painkillers to the heartbroken Huang Xiaofu, and their eyes twitched.
Their father is really quite ingenious.
Huang Xiaofu grinned as he got up from the ground, his face now showing signs of a pig's face. Looking at Old Lady Wu, whose breathing was gradually calming down, he mumbled, "Mom."
Old Mrs. Wu snorted coldly, and seeing that his eyes had cleared up considerably, she asked him, "Are you awake now?"
Huang Xiaofu flinched, "Wake up, I'm awake..."
Huang Mancang gave Wu Laotai a thumbs up from behind. His wife was really something; she had cleared Wu's mind in an instant.
Old Mrs. Wu glared at him, and Huang Mancang cleared his throat, covering his mouth, and asked seriously, "So what if you can't catch a girl? You're acting like you're going to die. Look at yourself, where is your manhood?"
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