"You can earn it all back in less than a year. If you ask me, this is too little. If it weren't for the fact that you're my sister-in-law, this job is respectable and pays well. I could sell it for 3,000 and people would buy it. Do you believe me?"
When Jia Hua's eyes met those of Factory Director Jia, a strange feeling arose in her heart that she was actually right.
According to this logic, it's indeed possible to recoup the investment in less than a year.
After a moment's thought, Jia Hua readily agreed, "Okay, I'll go back and discuss it with Jianguo, and also let the old couple in the countryside know."
A hint of surprise flashed in Grandma Wu's eyes. It really worked! She had expected to sell it for 800 yuan, which would have been great, but she didn't expect it to be 200 yuan more.
He turned to look at Guo Zhixia with gratitude in his eyes.
Guo Zhixia didn't see it; she was slightly raising her chin and giving a wink to Director Jia, who was standing next to Jia Hua. See? She can still get things done.
Firstly, it repaid Old Lady Wu's losses; secondly, it solved a troublesome matter for Jia Hua; and thirdly, that was the most important thing—she finally got to hold her head high in front of Factory Director Jia.
That's killing three birds with one stone!
Jia Hua was also an impatient person. After resolving a major issue, she hurriedly rushed home.
Guo Zhixia saw Jia Hua off and also handed Wu Laotai an invitation, saying, "Remember to come then, you have to attend Xiaoyue's wedding."
"Definitely, definitely." As Grandma Wu left, she bowed sincerely to Guo Zhixia. "Thank you, Sister Guo."
Guo Zhixia was also stunned by her words. After realizing what was happening, she quickly pulled her up, saying, "What are you doing? You're both getting what you want. I'm just acting as a middleman."
It makes sense. He had been thinking things through at home, not wanting to get involved in their previous financial transactions, but when he saw Old Lady Wu, he couldn't help himself and directly made the decision for her.
Looking back now, I was worried that she would blame me for acting on my own initiative.
Grandma Wu shook her head and smiled, "How could that be? Sister Guo is clever and always thinks of me first. If I were to negotiate on my own, I wouldn't be able to come up with such a high price."
Seeing that she looked serious and not at all reluctant, Guo Zhixia breathed a sigh of relief, followed by an unexpected surge of joy.
No one had ever praised her like this before. Clever? Guo Zhixia's lips curled up at the thought. In the past, people would always say that she was reckless, brainless, and clueless.
Even after Old Lady Wu left, Factory Director Jia noticed that she was still smiling with a crooked mouth, and he wondered in surprise, "You and Wu Mingxia get along so well?"
Hearing Director Jia's voice, Guo Zhixia came back to her senses. "Of course, she's a clever person, and so am I. Clever people naturally hit it off when they meet."
Factory Director Jia's lips twitched. She's clever? He really hadn't noticed a thing.
"But you handled things quite well today."
Guo Zhixia hadn't expected her husband to respond, but his casual "hmm" came out of nowhere, leaving her feeling somewhat flattered.
The other half, Old Mrs. Wu, glanced at the sky and went straight home.
"mom."
"mom."
"mom."
"mom."
Grandma Wu nodded casually, then went into the inner room to start packing her things, leaving the whole family stunned.
Huang Mancang tentatively peeked inside and saw Old Lady Wu rummaging through drawers and cupboards. "Wife, isn't the fourth son's trip to the countryside still a while away? Why are you starting to pack now?"
Huang Xiaoguo and Huang Xiaomin were also puzzled, but more than that, they felt inexplicably uneasy.
From childhood to adulthood, Grandma Wu's image had never disappeared from their world. And then...and...
The two brothers choked up for no apparent reason, "Mom..."
Old Mrs. Wu paused in her packing, stood up, and sighed, "You all work hard at the factory. If anything happens in the future, or if you can't stay in the city anymore, come find me..."
My sons are all grown up and have their own ideas about things. It's not good to impose my ideas on them; my past life was a bloody example of that.
Huang Mancang paused, glancing out of the corner of his eye at Huang Xiaoguo and Huang Xiaomin crying their eyes out. He felt a strange mix of emotions, but mostly excitement at the prospect of freedom.
Amid the somber atmosphere, Huang Xiaoqiang was the happiest. He had his own mother with him on his trip to the countryside, and nothing could be more joyful than that.
Working in the fields, planting crops, digging manure, chopping firewood, and weeding are all trivial matters now.
With his mother around, how could he endure hardship?
Hearing the sobbing behind her, Old Lady Wu felt uneasy. She chased everyone out and ordered Huang Mancang to cook dinner immediately.
After closing the door, the feeling of frustration didn't last long. Looking at the mess on the floor, my head started to throb.
How am I supposed to carry all this stuff? And this isn't even all of it. If I could, I'd want to move everything from the entire bedroom.
The thought flashed through my mind, and just as I was about to bend down, the scene before me suddenly changed.
Everything was white. Grandma Wu was completely confused. Where was she?
Then, in a flash, I found myself back inside the house.
Grandma Wu was shocked, as if the change just now was an illusion. She stood there for a few seconds, then realized the key point and a thought struck her.
Various transitions between alternate reality and otherworldly realms.
A bold idea gradually formed in Old Mrs. Wu's mind: if all these things could be stored in that otherworldly space, it would save her so much trouble.
The Huang brothers outside, their eyes blurry with tears, stared blankly in the direction of Old Lady Wu's room.
Upon seeing this, Huang Xiaoqiang's mouth moved, "If you can't bear to leave Mom, then just come with us. You'll still be with Mom then, wouldn't that be great?"
Huang Xiaoguo's eyes narrowed as he thought about the stable life in the factory, the fixed salary, how prestigious it would be to talk about it, and how he could walk with his chest held high.
Huang Xiaomin glanced at Li Jin'e beside him, and he was also unwilling. Between the city and the countryside, anyone with a brain would know which one to choose.
Seeing that they were silent, Huang Xiaoqiang spread his hands and said helplessly, "If you don't want to leave, then stop making that face. If Mom sees it when she comes out, she won't feel good either."
Huang Xiaoqiang was really overthinking it. Even if Grandma Wu saw it, apart from feeling a little uncomfortable at first, she's now immune to it.
Besides, it's not like I can't see her anymore. If I really want to see her, I can ask for leave and show her a letter of introduction to go see her.
"What are you saying! If it weren't for you, would Mom have sold her job and followed you to the countryside, abandoning us?"
"Yes, you're the youngest, fourth brother. Mom loves you, and we don't object. But leaving us with Dad's mess, is that fair to us?"
Huang Mancang had just brought the prepared food into the house when he heard Huang Xiaomin's words and immediately remembered that he still owed Zhou Sanqiwu a huge gambling debt.
Old Mrs. Wu sold her job, so she definitely couldn't pay off his debts. In the end, wouldn't the gambling debts fall on her own head?
He doesn't have a job now, and based on the conscience of his eldest and third brothers, he doesn't think they would be willing to use their salaries to pay off his debts every month.
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