Shoujian, my mom told my brother that if I dared to give the job to your sister, they could go to the factory and cancel the job; they'd rather not give it to her than let her have it.
She was so afraid that Lü Shoujian would abandon her that she started betraying her family.
Lu Shoujian was furious when he heard this. His face darkened, and he looked at Liang Zhongmei with disdain.
If he hadn't been unable to find a suitable blind date, why would he have to put himself through this entanglement with Liang Zhongmei?
"Isn't your family going too far? Now that we're getting married, we'll be family. My sister is your sister, isn't she? What's wrong with you not working for my sister?"
Lu Shoujian was very unhappy, feeling that Liang Zhongmei's family were not good people.
"Have you ever thought about this? If you don't have a job in the future, how will you support your painting? If you don't have a job, you won't have any money."
Lü Shoujian was like this; he wasn't a painter at all, he just drew self-portraits for people on the roadside.
The two of them met because Liang Zhongmei asked Lü Shoujian to draw her portrait. The portrait... was very much in line with his personality. At that time, he was very good at talking and made Liang Zhongmei think that she was very beautiful.
Then he recited poems, talked about becoming a painter in the future, and said that if he succeeded, she would be the woman behind him.
They said that once he becomes famous and popular, he will have many fans, and Liang Zhongmei will be the number one fan.
Liang Zhongmei was deeply moved and became a fan of Lü Shoujian after graduation, which was quite dramatic.
Each time they met after that, Lü Shoujian would give her a painting. Liang Zhongmei was particularly beautiful in the painting, and it also had a poetic and picturesque feel to it. This made Liang Zhongmei even happier, and she felt that Shoujian was really talented.
Upon hearing this, Lü Shoujian realized that this made sense. If Liang Zhongmei ran out of money, it would be inconvenient for him as well. Lü Shoujian knew very well that once money went into his mother's bag, it was gone forever.
"Alright, then you don't need to give it to me."
Here's the thing: I'm going back to school soon, and after graduation I'll be able to hold an art exhibition, so I need some money—a thousand yuan. Do you have any?
This wasn't a lie; it was something Lu Shoujian's friend told him. He felt this was his chance, and if he seized it, he could reach the pinnacle of his life.
He talked to his mother about it, but she just wouldn't agree to give him the money, which is why Lü Shoujian came over.
Liang Zhongmei was especially happy for Lü Shoujian, but the price was really too high.
“Shoujian, but I don’t want to help you. It’s because I don’t have that much money. You know I only make about twenty yuan a month, and I spend it all every month…”
Lü Shoujian knew Liang Zhongmei had no money, so he came up with a plan. "I've got an idea: marriage!"
"Since we're getting married, shouldn't we host a dinner party? And if they come to host the dinner, we'll definitely have to accept a gift of money."
Liang Zhongmei covered her mouth, unable to believe what she had just heard. Shoujian said they were getting married?
"Are you serious?" This was something Liang Zhongmei had always dreamed of.
"Yes, really."
Lu Shoujian was a little unhappy when he saw Liang Zhongmei's silly look. "What, you don't want to!"
"How could that be!" Liang Zhongmei was almost ecstatic. "I'm just too happy. I thought you were joking."
I'm willing, I'm absolutely willing, I really, really want to.
How could she possibly refuse?
"Remember to invite everyone from your factory to the wedding banquet, and also have your mother visit all your relatives and friends. They will all give gifts, and then we'll have money."
Liang Zhongmei is now completely subservient to Lü Shoujian. As long as she can get married, she is willing to give everything and do anything for him!
Shoujian is so wonderful. He doesn't ask her for a job anymore and is even willing to marry her. She truly feels happy.
"Okay, then let's set the date for the 8th of next month, is that alright? I've also picked out the location, Chicken Feather Shop."
Chicken Feather Shop is the name of a restaurant.
Liang Zhongmei nodded vigorously, afraid that Lü Shoujian wouldn't see it.
"That's fine then, I'll be going now."
After saying that, Lü Shoujian was about to leave when Liang Zhongmei quickly grabbed him, went over and gave him half of the money, saying, "This is my salary, you can take half of it."
Lu Shoujian glanced at Liang Zhongmei, took the bag, and left.
Actually, Lü Shoujian had been thinking about this idea for a long time, but he never expected that he would end up with Liang Zhongmei. Liang Zhongmei really got a good deal.
Liang Zhongmei happily walked out the door and went straight home.
Mo Yan is working on something. The original owner used to work with machines in the city, and Mo Yan plans to continue working on it and finish it as soon as possible. With the original owner's skills and the blueprints in her mind, the progress is quite fast.
Hearing the noise, Mo Yan looked over and saw Liang Zhongmei running in excitedly.
"Mom, I'm getting married!"
Liang Zhongmei was especially happy, feeling that she was about to walk into the hall of happy marriage.
"With that Lü Shoujian?"
Mo Yan sneered. This Liang Zhongmei really is stubborn and won't give up until he hits a brick wall.
“Well, you all keep saying he’s lying to me, but that’s not true at all. He said he doesn’t need to give the job to his sister or quit his job. And he’s going to school soon. Once he comes out of school, he’ll be a great artist, and then we’ll be able to live a good life.”
As Liang Zhongmei spoke, she imagined things as if she had suddenly moved several years into the future, when Lü Shoujian had succeeded and she had become the most important woman to him.
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