"Mom, there's still a month before Lao Si goes to the countryside. Please think it over carefully and don't be so hasty, okay?"
Grandma Wu glanced at Huang Xiaoguo and said, "Alright, you two should think it over carefully."
Hearing what Old Lady Wu said, the two brothers felt a chill in their hearts. It seemed that Old Lady Wu had made up her mind to go to the countryside with the fourth brother, leaving them behind.
For a moment, no one at the dinner table had any appetite, except for Huang Xiaoqiang and Old Lady Wu.
The next morning, Grandma Wu tidied herself up and didn't eat breakfast at home, but just grabbed some soy milk and fried dough sticks outside.
"Mom, I still prefer to stay with you. I want to eat another basket of steamed buns."
Grandma Wu generously ordered another basket of xiaolongbao (soup dumplings), told him to eat breakfast and go to school, then picked up her handbag and left.
Yesterday's incident involving Professor Wu and his wife had a huge impact on her. Even a teacher like Professor Wu couldn't have a good ending, so she figured that if she, a descendant of capitalist society from the old era, were to be found out, her fate would probably be even worse than Professor Wu's.
While things are still relatively peaceful, I'll sell my job and go to the countryside with Huang Xiaoqiang to escape the turmoil here.
The countryside is simple and honest; no matter how big the storm, nothing is more important than the farmers farming.
After paying off Huang Mancang's gambling debts, there wasn't much money left.
She will never suffer again in her life; she will enjoy every moment of comfort she can, and naturally, the more money the better.
The only thing I can focus on right now is my job as the workshop director.
If I can sell this job for a good price, I won't have to worry about the things I need to buy for going to the countryside.
While I was thinking, we arrived at the textile factory.
Upon entering Workshop 3, it was quiet. Looking up, everyone was holding their breath, especially Wang Daya, who was huddled in the crowd with her head down, not daring to make a sound.
Grandma Wu raised an eyebrow, counted the days in her mind, and nodded. She figured it was time for Wang Daya and Zhou Pandi to come out.
I just don't know how well they received education at the Public Security Bureau.
Seeing that Old Mrs. Wu had glanced around and stood there without saying a word, everyone felt a little uneasy.
After all, when rumors were flying around the factory, they joined in the commotion, though it only lasted a moment before being silenced.
Wang Daya, who was jumping the most, looked down at her toes. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that there was suddenly a large empty space around her, and she slowly took a breath.
"Wang Daya, how have you been lately?"
"It's alright."
Wang Daya spoke softly, her expression unreadable. Was she alright? She was not alright at all.
While at the police station, I was detained and lectured all day long. When I got home, my husband and children didn't even give me a kind look, feeling ashamed that I had brought shame upon them by being in jail.
It's all Zhou Pandi's fault. If she hadn't spoken so confidently, would she have been so prejudiced just by seeing Old Lady Wu and Factory Director Jia?
If Zhou Pandi hadn't been fired, she would have definitely settled the score with her.
"Don't believe everything you hear in the future. I know you've been misled by others, so I won't bother you anymore, but you'll be in charge of most of the work for the next month."
ah?
One month!
Under everyone's gaze, Wang Daya nodded hesitantly, "Okay, alright..."
Grandma Wu glanced at her indifferently and told them to continue working according to the established plan.
After Old Lady Wu left, Wang Daya was immediately deflated and felt utterly hopeless. Thinking that all of this stemmed from Zhou Pandi, a fierce anger ignited in her eyes.
Just wait and see. She may not be at the factory, but she knows where her home is.
Not long after she sat down, someone came looking for Old Lady Wu.
"The factory manager's wife?"
Guo Zhixia chuckled, "What kind of address is that? Just call me Guo Zhixia, or comrade is fine too."
Old Mrs. Wu readily agreed, "Comrade Guo, what brings you to the factory?"
No wonder Old Mrs. Wu was surprised; Guo Zhixia, although the factory director's wife, rarely came to the factory.
First, to avoid suspicion; second, because Director Jia's expression was not good when he arrived.
Guo Zhixia nodded and followed Wu's wishes into the small office.
"So small?"
"You're not young anymore, one person is just right."
Guo Zhixia glanced around. It was rudimentary, extremely rudimentary. There was only a table and a bed, with just a pen and a notebook on the table.
She had seen the offices of other directors, and they had all sorts of vases, flowers, and stickers arranged in a very elaborate way.
Compared to theirs, Old Lady Wu's office was like heaven and earth.
It's as if they're preparing to leave at any moment.
The thought startled Guo Zhixia, and she instinctively looked at Old Lady Wu.
"What's wrong?"
Guo Zhixia forced a smile, "No, it's nothing. I'm here today to give you the rest of your payment, as agreed."
As he spoke, he handed Old Lady Wu an envelope, which was bulging and looked quite full.
Grandma Wu was also surprised; this Factory Director Jia was quite generous, it looked like a lot.
"No, no need. It's just a pair of pillowcases. You've already given me plenty."
"Oh, that's not how it works. Xiaoyue also saw the pillowcases and was very satisfied. They also reflect her feelings. She said that on the big day, she must invite Aunt Wu to the wedding banquet."
Old Mrs. Wu raised an eyebrow, and the factory director's wife brought out the newlyweds, naturally accepting the bulging envelope.
Seeing that she was willing to take responsibility when she should and willing to step down when she should, without making any demands on the matter, Guo Zhixia agreed with Director Jia's words.
After all, this matter originated from Director Jia. If he hadn't asked Old Lady Wu to make a pillowcase, this whole thing wouldn't have happened.
Guo Zhixia's gaze towards Old Lady Wu immediately became more sincere. "Sister Wu."
So this is Sister Wu? Old Mrs. Wu raised her eyebrows slightly, a smile on her face, "Sister Guo."
Hearing Grandma Wu call her Sister Guo, Guo's teeth almost showed when she smiled. "Okay, okay, if you ever have any worries or want to talk to someone, just come to me."
Grandma Wu smiled but didn't say anything. She was a shrewd woman; she wouldn't promise to help, but you could confide in her.
Seemingly realizing that what he said was somewhat inappropriate, he added, "If there's anything I can do, I'll do my best to help."
"Thank you very much, Sister Guo."
In a few simple words, Guo Zhixia almost considered Old Lady Wu a confidante. She slapped Old Lady Wu's thighs with both hands and began to complain.
She wouldn't have said anything if it were anyone else, but she knows that Old Lady Wu is a tight-lipped person.
"Don't blame me for not giving you a good look when you came to my door that day; I was just too shocked."
“It’s okay, I understand. If my husband dared to flirt with other women outside, I would skin him alive.”
Grandma Wu patted Guo Zhixia's hand earnestly, "However, Director Jia is not that kind of person."
Guo Zhixia blinked, thinking that she might as well not have added the last sentence, but that didn't stop her from staring at Old Lady Wu with shining eyes.
My soulmate...
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