Previously, she would press Song Shiting for money, but now that Song Shiting has completely severed ties, she can only try to get money from other channels.
Wang Guihua: "Besides, Meiling is not young anymore. If we don't find her a job now, she will get married in two years and I won't get a penny of the money she earns."
After thinking for a moment, Song Shirong said, "I can't arrange it for now. I'll see in two months."
He had already arranged a job for Song Meili when he came back once. It's not easy to arrange a job now, especially one in town.
"Don't ask for too much right now. Once we've made further progress, you'll have no shortage of work to do."
Wang Guihua immediately beamed with joy: "Yes, yes, as long as you brothers work together, our family will be different in the future."
Song Meili was assigned to a garment factory in the town.
This is the only garment factory in town, a state-owned enterprise, and getting in isn't easy.
Song Shirong used his connections to arrange a junior workshop management job for her. Whether she could handle the job depended on whether Song Meili had the ability.
He didn't want to arrange for both sisters at once, because if problems arose, he would have to bear the responsibility for both of them alone. So he only arranged for one.
Wang Guihua: "In short, no matter what, you have to find a way to get things sorted out as soon as possible."
Ever since Song Shiting didn't contribute a single penny, she wished he were dead. Even if Song Shiting became successful in the future, it would have nothing to do with her. So why should she tolerate Song Shiting?
Song Shirong stood up and said, "If there's nothing wrong, you shouldn't come to town!"
Wang Guihua had her own thoughts. She looked at Song Shirong cautiously and said, "Second brother, I don't want to stay in the village either. I want to move to the town."
Song Shirong looked at her with a deep gaze and said, "Not for now. I will arrange for you to come over when you are able to stay here."
Wang Guihua came to town to find Song Shirong today because she had figured it out. Working in the village every day, hoeing the soil and facing the sky, is not as comfortable as living in town and having easy access to shopping.
All these years of hard work, isn't it all just so she can live a good life with her son?
Now that her son is successful, shouldn't she be able to live a good life?
Song Shirong was not in a good mood. He arranged the factory for Song Meili because she kept saying that she wanted to go with him to start a new life in another place. He didn't want Song Meili to be in such a troublesome situation.
He said in a cold voice, "You can stay at home for now. I will make arrangements when I can."
Wang Guihua was not happy and said something more. Song Shirong's voice turned cold and he said, "I'm going to arrange it this way now. Just do as I say. If you listen to me, you'll have a good life in the future. But if you don't listen to me, you'll have to bear the consequences yourself if any problems arise."
Upon hearing Song Shirong's words, Wang Guihua was terrified and dared not utter a single objection.
Now that the second and third sons are capable, it proves that her initial decision was correct: "Okay, okay, you two brothers can make arrangements for me. I'll just wait for you to bring me good fortune from now on."
Song Shirong: "Stay in the village, don't come out, and don't talk nonsense. We will take care of things, and you will enjoy good fortune later. Think about it, you have waited for so many years, is it necessary to rush this moment?"
Wang Guihua's irritable emotions were finally calmed down: "Okay, Mom will listen to you. I'll do whatever you say."
Song Shirong had already turned and headed outside.
Ruan Qingling didn't have to go to class today, so she wasn't in a hurry to send Yaya to Aunt Lan's place.
Ya Ya cleverly clung to Ruan Qingling's neck, refusing to let go.
Ruan Qingling said with a smile, "Little glutton, let's go get some soy milk and fried dough sticks."
Ya Ya was so happy; the thought of fried dough sticks made her feel wonderful.
She had tried some fried dough sticks soaked in soy milk before and couldn't forget them.
Ruan Qingling said to Song Shiting, "We're going out to eat soy milk and fried dough sticks. You can only have porridge. I'll bring it to you when I get back."
Song Shiting nodded. He didn't care. Watching Ruan Qingling carry Ya Ya out, he casually picked up the newspaper next to him and started reading.
Ruan Qingling took Ya Ya outside. The market was quite crowded, with vendors hawking their wares and people haggling over prices. It was noisy everywhere.
The old man selling soy milk has a big pot of steaming hot soy milk over here.
Ruan Qingling ordered two bowls, and after one bowl cooled down, she poured it into Ya Ya's baby bottle.
Glass baby bottles are fragile and easily broken, so Ruan Qingling has to be careful at all times, holding them for her daughter to prevent them from getting broken.
The porridge stall was right next door. While drinking soy milk, Ruan Qingling asked the stall next door to ladle a bowl of porridge into an enamel cup for her. She also bought some side dishes, planning to bring the food to Song Shiting after she finished eating.
After eating and drinking her fill, Ruan Qingling carried Ya Ya in one arm and held an enamel cup in the other, then walked towards the health center.
It takes a while to get from the market to the health center, and that section of road isn't very busy.
It's a three-way intersection, one end of which leads to a small alley.
Ruan Qingling was walking along the roadside when she heard the sound of a bicycle speeding behind her. She moved to the side of the road with Yaya in her arms, trying to avoid the bicycle coming from behind.
Since the last time, she had been more careful when she walked, but at that moment, a short stick came crashing down on her head.
A gust of wind swept by, and Ruan Qingling noticed it. As she dodged, she casually splashed the porridge from her enamel cup at the other person's face. It wasn't very hot, but it was enough to smear the porridge in their eyes.
With a roar, the man jumped off his bicycle and swung his stick at Ruan Qingling.
Ruan Qingling was filled with rage.
She had just reprimanded Lin Fang yesterday, and now someone else was coming over today.
Holding her daughter in one arm, Ruan Qingling kicked out and aimed a kick at the other person's chest.
However, this time the person seems to be even more powerful than before.
This person was not the one who hit her with a small hoe at the alley entrance earlier; he was holding a knife, each strike potentially fatal.
She was also worried that Ya Ya would get hurt, so she was very careful with every step she took.
Seeing the knife coming at her, she pulled a sharp knife from her pocket, flashed it at the knife, and then flicked it backwards, knocking the knife away and even cutting off a piece of the other person's little finger in the process.
The fierce man, seeing his finger suddenly bleeding profusely, realized he was no match for Ruan Qingling and immediately fled into the alley, abandoning his bicycle.
Ya Ya was sprayed with blood that landed directly on her face, and she immediately burst into tears.
Because it was so dangerous just now, there wasn't a spare hand to cover Ya Ya's eyes during the fight to prevent her from seeing what happened.
While Ya Ya was crying, she quickly put the knife away, wiped the blood off Ya Ya's face, and comforted her.
Song Shiting was worried that Ruan Qingling would come out from inside, and he immediately saw Ruan Qingling wiping the blood off Ya Ya's face.
His face darkened instantly, and he strode over.
Ruan Qingling said, "The other party's fingers are on the ground. Whoever is missing a finger is the murderer."
She can only try to calm Ya Ya down, afraid of causing psychological trauma to the child.
Song Shiting picked up the severed finger from the ground.
There were quite a few onlookers, and only after Song Shiting took out his identification did the crowd gradually disperse.
Song Shirong was in the alley, his gaze becoming particularly deep. He never expected that Ruan Qingling would have such skills!
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