One thousand yuan is enough.
"Don't worry, Auntie will keep an eye on things at work for you."
"Auntie, you're so kind."
As the two chatted, Jia Yue's expression improved considerably. Aunt Liu felt that she had done the right thing, saving a girl who was on the verge of collapse—a truly meritorious act.
Not long after, Liu Shan came to deliver food again. The reason he was the one was the best person at home to adjust his work schedule for convenience.
Liu Shan came in, put down the food, and was surprised to see Jia Yue: "Comrade Xu? What brings you here again?"
Aunt Liu glared at him: "How dare you talk like that?"
"Yes, yes, I misspoke."
Jia Yue smiled and said, "Auntie, it's okay, there's nothing I can't say."
Aunt Liu looked at Jia Yue with affection.
Liu Shan felt a chill run down his spine; here we go again.
After dinner, Aunt Liu started making demands of her son: "You know a lot of friends, so help Jia Yue see if anyone is selling a job, anything under a thousand yuan is fine."
Liu Shan looked at Jia Yue, then at his mother, and felt that something was wrong.
"Mom? What's going on?"
"Why ask so many questions? Just keep an eye out."
Jia Yue explained from the side, "Comrade Liu, I urgently need a job and I'd like to buy it with my own money. If it's inconvenient, don't worry, Aunt Liu has already helped me a lot."
Last time I saw that Aunt Liu liked to eat pea flour cake, and my grandfather once gave me several dessert recipes, including one for pea flour cake. Apparently, it has some interesting origins, so I guess I'll consider this my way of thanking Aunt Liu.
After saying that, Jia Yue took a piece of paper out of her pocket.
The prescription, written with a brush and printed on Xuan paper bearing the marks of time, was handed to Liu Shan.
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