The middle-aged woman sized Ning Yuan up and down, her eyes gleaming as if she were looking at merchandise, and simply nodded: "Not bad."
They didn't say whether they were satisfied or not.
Ning Jinyun's expression didn't change much. She smiled ingratiatingly and said, "Director Ge, my wife might be able to do housework now. She used to do all the housework. Besides, she has a big bottom and a slim waist, so she's good at bearing children."
As she spoke, she roughly tugged at Ning Yuan, making her turn her back.
Ning Yuan was already uncomfortable with the middle-aged woman's critical, merchandise-like gaze, and then she heard her mother speaking like a human trafficker.
She frowned, becoming wary: "Mom, what are you trying to do? What did you mean by those words?"
Ning Jinyun smiled and pinched Ning Yuan's arm, but her eyes were not polite: "You should speak to adults more politely. How have I taught you to do this?"
Director Ge stared at Ning Yuan's waist and buttocks for a while, then looked at Ning Yuan's round face.
She smiled kindly and said, "Young lady, your mother asked me to find you a good job that can get you your household registration transferred back to the provincial capital."
Ning Yuan looked at her coldly: "What good job? Prostitution?"
Ning Jinyun angrily pinched her slender waist again: "You brat, this isn't the pre-liberation era, how can you talk like that, you're offending people!"
Ning Yuan endured the pain and said expressionlessly, "What exactly do you want to do!"
Director Ge glanced at Ning Jinyun and smiled: "Didn't you tell her?"
Ning Jinyun smiled apologetically: "That silly girl is busy with farm work and doesn't call home or write letters, so I brought you all the way here."
As she spoke, she immediately said to Ning Yuan, "This is Director Ge from the Student Affairs Department of our Provincial Department of Education. She's here for your job. The Student Affairs Department of the Department of Education is short of an administrative staff member. You should call her Aunt Ge!"
Ning Yuan was taken aback. This... really is a good job in the traditional sense, the really good kind.
but……
She looked at Ning Jinyun warily: "Why did you suddenly decide to find me a job?"
It's such a good job! If such a good thing happened, it should be my second sister's, how could it possibly be hers!
Ning Jinyun's face turned cold, and she reached out to pinch her again: "You brat..."
But the next moment, Ning Yuan suddenly slapped her hand, her face cold: "Mom, just talk, don't pinch me!"
Ning Jinyun was embarrassed and raised her hand to slap him: "How dare you talk to me like that? You've grown wings, haven't you?"
Ning Yuan frowned, trying to avoid it, but someone was faster than her.
He grabbed Ning Jinyun's hand with a "snap".
Rong Zhaonan's cold voice rang out behind her: "Mother-in-law, let's talk this out."
Ning Jinyun was stunned when she looked up. The other party was clearly a junior, but his cold eyes and aura made her afraid to move.
Her hands were aching from Rong Zhaonan's grip, and her face turned ashen. This was hardly the way to treat her mother-in-law, yet she dared not utter a single curse.
The other party has a special background and is not someone I can afford to offend.
Seeing this, Director Ge looked at Rong Zhaonan and smiled almost ingratiatingly: "This must be Comrade Rong. He's right."
Then, she stepped forward and pulled Ning Jinyun away, scolding her, "Ning Yuan's mother, why are you so impatient when teaching children? Speak properly."
Rong Zhaonan's eyes were deep and unfathomable, but he still let go of her hand.
In an instant, he realized that both women knew about his background.
Ning Jinyun didn't dare to get angry at Rong Zhaonan, but glared angrily at Ning Yuan: "It's not that you think I'm biased and refuse to acknowledge me as your mother, but I'll show you whether I, as your mother, am biased. Now that there's a good job, I'll rush to give it to you first!"
Ning Yuan looked at Ning Jinyun with her big eyes and asked quietly, "Really?"
Under her penetrating, almost sharp gaze, Ning Jinyun almost instinctively felt guilty.
This brat has changed so much in the past year, she's actually a bit scary.
“Isn’t that right? You’ve called several times already. You just hate me for making you go to the countryside and stay there, but your second sister finally managed to stay in the performing arts troupe!” Ning Jinyun’s eyes suddenly reddened.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked at Ning Yuan with heartache: "Both of you are my flesh and blood, how could I bear to let you suffer? Now the whole family has gone to great lengths to find you a good job, and you still hate me, you won't even let me in the door!"
A flicker of emotion crossed Ning Yuan's eyes. She lowered her gaze, her heart filled with complex and painful feelings.
For so many years, it has always been like this: when Ning Jinyun is fierce, I am both afraid and hateful, but when she softens and cries to me, I feel both soft-hearted and heartbroken.
Ning Jinyun's softness was merely a tactic she used to manipulate herself; she would never use such tactics on her second sister.
If there weren't so many people here, she really would have liked to ask.
Why? Even if I'm not your biological child, you've raised me for so many years. Even a dog should have feelings for me...
Ning Jinyun had no idea what Ning Yuan was thinking, only that she had her figured out again, and her tears fell even harder: "Xiao Yuan, are you really going to disown your mother because of these things?"
Ning Yuan looked at Ning Jinyun's crying face and closed her eyes.
From a very young age, all I wanted was for my mother to give my second sister a little bit of the love she gave her, just a little bit...
Even after learning that she was her adoptive mother, she still longed for this meager maternal love and gave so much, just because Ning Jinyun said that she loved her child.
Unfortunately, they were all fake.
In her past life, she got married but never experienced love; she had a mother but never received maternal love. It's strange, some people are just born without ever receiving any love.
Then I'll just give up everything in this life.
Rong Zhaonan instinctively felt that there was something strange between the mother and daughter, but he could feel that Ning Yuan's thin back was stiff.
He put his arm around Ning Yuan's shoulder, took the plate from her hand, and said casually, "Guests are guests, Ning Yuan, please invite your mother and the others in for a seat."
Then, Rong Zhaonan, without allowing any argument, put his arm around Ning Yuan and led her into the room.
The girl, who was usually very opinionated, silently let him put his arm around her and lead her into the room.
Ning Jinyun was interrupted from her "emotional outburst," froze for a moment, and could only wipe away her tears.
“Treat her better. Do you think she’ll listen to you like this? If things go wrong, I won’t be responsible!” Director Ge gave her a cold glance and followed her into the room first.
Ning Jinyun gave a dry laugh. Bai Jin had warned her in the same way before, but she just couldn't change her habit all at once.
As she followed, she muttered to herself, "Oh dear, that child is so soft-hearted. Look, I cried, and she let us in."
Upon entering, Old Tang immediately perked up when he heard that she was Ning Yuan's mother: "Come on, sit down. You haven't eaten yet, have you? Let's eat together."
He was busy adding bowls and chopsticks to serve Ning Jinyun and Director Ge, while Granny Xia glanced at Ning Yuan and Ning Jinyun with a cold eye, without making a move.
Ning Jinyun's eyes lit up when she saw the table full of dishes: "Ning Yuan, you've been eating and being well-fed in the countryside!"
That brat must be living the high life thanks to that Rong guy from Beijing, and she actually dares to complain about me sending her to the countryside! What an ungrateful wretch!
If she had known, she would have sent Ning Meimei to the countryside.
After vaguely learning from Qin Hongxing that Rong Zhaonan had an impressive background, Ning Jinyun had completely forgotten how much she had disliked Rong Zhaonan for being a sent-down youth.
I just felt like Ning Yuan, that bastard child who wasn't even born to me, had gotten such a good deal!
Director Ge didn't seem too surprised by the table full of food.
Old Tang placed a bowl of white rice in front of Ning Jinyun, and said with a mix of emotion and pride, "Mother Ning, Ning Yuan is a good child. You are so lucky. You don't know yet, do you? She got into university..."
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