Xia Lijuan has broken her bone. Even if her family doesn't like her, as long as she is He Wenhua's girlfriend, they will definitely have to show their support and continue the relationship.
When Mr. He took Mrs. He to He Wenhua's shop, Mrs. He prepared some fruit and a red envelope containing 288 yuan.
At this point, the 288 yuan red envelope was actually quite large, considering that a day's salary was only thirty yuan, and some people didn't even earn that much.
In their hometown, the amount given in red envelopes for weddings is only this much. When visiting a sick person, buying some fruit and milk, a red envelope of 120 yuan is sufficient.
However, now that the family is better off, Aunt He has made the red envelopes a bit bigger.
However, Xia Lijuan was not satisfied.
She told He Wenhua privately, "Your uncle gave me a red envelope with 288 yuan inside..."
She was going to complain, but when He Wenhua heard that the red envelope was 288 yuan, she immediately got excited: "So much!"
"Is this considered a lot?" Xia Lijuan wanted to say that he was short-sighted.
“Where we come from, a little over a hundred is considered pretty good. My uncle got two hundred and eighty-eight, and that’s not much. Don’t you think about how low the salary level is?”
"But don't you think about how much your aunt and uncle earn?"
"So you think it's not enough?" He Wenhua lowered his voice, afraid that Old Lady He would hear. "Don't be so ambitious. Besides, you're only looking at what you've received; think about what you'll have to pay back. My uncle gave you two thousand eight hundred; next time, you'll have to pay back three thousand. You're happy when you receive it, but when it comes time to pay it back, will you be willing to give it up? Let me tell you, put away your petty thoughts and your dissatisfaction. My grandma is here now; don't upset her."
"Fine, fine, you think your grandma is so precious? I'll shut up and not say anything more, okay?" Xia Lijuan huffed.
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With only one week left until her high school entrance exam, He Wenlin is quite busy.
She had no problem with humanities subjects, and junior high school chemistry was also very easy. The difficulty for her lay in math and physics.
She failed physics in her first monthly exam, and her physics teacher watched her do her tests every day.
In the second monthly exam, her physics score did improve to 79 out of 100. Although she didn't reach her target, it was a significant improvement. Her physics teacher was even angrier and said to her, "Your physics score can still improve, which means you weren't working hard before!"
Good grief, they gave He Wenlin two physics tests a day.
At this point, even the math teacher couldn't stand it anymore!
Because my physics score went up, but my math score dropped; I only got 65 points!
The math teacher objected, saying that she was using the time she would have spent learning math to catch up on physics, which was wrong. Math is a subject that will be tested regardless of whether you study humanities or sciences in the future, so the math teacher also mandated that she do two practice tests a day.
It's just...
He Wenlin now does four practice papers every day without fail.
With only one week left before the exam, the two "big devils" were keeping an even tighter grip on her.
Her grades are more than enough to qualify her for the top classes at No. 1 or No. 2 Middle School, which is why the teachers are so strict with her. The atmosphere in a good school and a good class is different, which is why she can get such good grades.
Before she knew it, the exam was approaching. Perhaps because of their age difference, He Wenlin wasn't nervous.
I slept in late this morning, which is rare for me, and skipped the morning reading session.
Her father drove her to school for her exam around 7 a.m.
"Do well on the exam. I made braised pig's trotters and shrimp for lunch," Dad He instructed.
"Don't worry, I'm sure I'll get into the top class at No. 1 or No. 2 Middle School."
He Wenlin felt that she might not be able to attend No. 1 or No. 2 Middle School because, as a boss, she couldn't possibly devote all her energy to studying.
After we move to the new factory, I might have to take leave from time to time to handle company matters.
For students, the most important thing is to study. If they take too many leave of absences or make too many phone calls, the school may not approve.
Never mind, I'll take the exam first.
If the grades are good, there might be room for negotiation.
If I really can't accept it, I'll go to a private school, which almost had a major incident. Anyway, I can't let some teenage high school students interfere with my studies.
As long as the teacher understands high school level material, that's fine. If there's anything she doesn't understand, she can ask questions after doing practice problems. Besides, she'll definitely be studying humanities, which involves a lot of rote memorization, so that will be easy for her.
The two-day exam ended quickly.
After leaving the exam room, it was not even five o'clock. Other students came to ask her to check the answers, but He Wenlin was too busy.
The cake shop is opening tomorrow, and they need to work overtime tonight to produce cakes and bread, so she has to keep an eye on things.
Cakes and breads have short shelf lives, so He Wenlin's production is all scheduled for the night shift, which means that the cakes are made the night before or early in the morning and then transported to the store to sell early in the morning.
Tomorrow is the weekend and also the first day of business, so production will be increased. In addition, a day shift is also scheduled for tomorrow, with production in the morning and restocking in the afternoon.
The van that Mr. He was driving has been requisitioned to transport cakes and bread, so he is temporarily driving a motorcycle.
Since today is the first day and there's a lot of goods, the new driver from the food factory, Wei Hanqing, is driving the factory's truck to transport them.
Mr. He drove his van to take He Wenlin, He Shan, Mrs. He, and Mrs. He to the store to stock up on goods.
Yes, Grandma He is back.
Today is the opening of the cake shop, and it just so happens that He Wenhua's two factories are on holiday. When they are on holiday, the fast food restaurant has no business, so last night, He's father picked her up and brought her back. The old lady said she wanted to go to the cake shop to help out, but He Wenlin told her to rest well, and she refused.
The old man can't stay idle.
When I arrived at the store, it was not yet 5:30.
The two new employees, Xiaomi and Xiaoyue, were already waiting in the store's receiving department.
It was so early, and the mall wasn't open yet, so they could only enter and exit through the supermarket's receiving area.
The receiving department usually starts work at five o'clock because fresh produce is delivered quite early and needs to be ready before the supermarket opens.
He Wenlin knew how to handle things; she smiled and gave the uncle in the receiving department two golden cakes.
"Uncle, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Here, try some of my cake."
Actually, there was a pack of good cigarettes under the cake.
Uncle Tian from the receiving department smiled and said, "You're too kind."
"If you like it, please recommend it to me."
"Of course," Uncle Tian said. "Don't push it over like that, it's too much trouble and it's easy to tip over. There's a forklift over here, put the goods on a pallet and use the forklift to pull it over."
After saying that, he dragged a pallet over from the side and told them to put the goods on it.
"Okay, thank you, Uncle Tian. We'll do it ourselves, so as not to take up your time."
All the crates were placed on pallets. Because there were so many, and they were afraid they would tip over, He Wenlin held one on each side and slowly pulled them to the cake shop.
"These are all labeled. Just put the corresponding items in. Keep them neat and tidy to give customers a clean and hygienic impression. Put a sample box with some toothpicks next to each item for customers to try. Cut the sample into pieces about the size of a coin..."
He Wenlin talked as she worked.
Actually, I had already been to the store beforehand and made all the arrangements, big and small, and had already talked about it, but today is the official opening day, so He Wenlin still has to say it.
Everyone else is a newbie, but she has experience, so I have to keep nagging her.
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