Although the men at X's workplace receive a fixed monthly salary, which is not small, it's still a struggle to feed and provide for several mouths.
At this time, many people still have to support their elderly parents back home, as well as their younger siblings, pay for their education, and help them get married.
The burdens on their shoulders are not light.
If one more person goes out to work, even if the factory salary isn't necessarily much, their quality of life will definitely improve significantly.
Everyone in the compound knows about Gao's family's circumstances, so Gao's wife has no reason to compete for this job.
Gao's salary is more than enough to support a family of three. Moreover, Gao's wife is no ordinary woman; it is said that she can earn money simply by writing a few things.
Looking at all those appliances and furniture that people had bought one after another, in the family compound, every single one of them, except for those few with connections, who wouldn't be envious?
Just then, a little person came out of the room wearing his little slippers, his eyes still clearly sleepy:
"Mommy~" she called out upon seeing Ye Wanying.
Hearing her son's voice at the doorway, Ye Wanying turned around and glanced at them, then smiled apologetically at her sisters-in-law:
"Get up, kids. Sisters-in-law, we'll chat again when we have time."
"Okay, hurry up and dress the child so he doesn't catch a cold."
That's ridiculous. Even if the heating is turned off during the day, there's still some residual heat. How could it get cold so quickly?
However, Ye Wanying couldn't say it outright; it was just an excuse, and everyone understood.
After her sisters-in-law left, Ye Wanying closed the door and went to hug her precious son.
"Baby, are you awake?"
I've always said that a son is like a warm, comforting cotton-padded jacket, and it's absolutely true!
The little man chuckled; he must have woken up by now.
"Mommy, I'm hungry, my tummy is hungry."
"Okay, let's eat breakfast, but you need to wash up first."
"Okay, Mommy will wash."
The child was still too young and needed help with washing up. Ye Wanying put her son on the sofa and then went to prepare the toiletries.
The little guy had just woken up and hadn't been sitting on the sofa for long when he fell to one side, making an "ooh" sound. He looked so cute.
A short while later, Ye Wanying came out of the bathroom, took her son to wash up.
It took about ten minutes to wash my face, brush my teeth, and apply lotion...
Breakfast was simple: milk, eggs, and bread.
The little guy didn't seem to like drinking milk, and he retreated to the side with a look of disdain.
How could Ye Wanying not see it?
"What's wrong?"
The little person is pouting:
"Mommy, why do children have to drink milk?"
This is the case at my own home, my great-grandfather's home, and my maternal grandparents' home. Even though adults don't have to drink it.
Ye Wanying laughed, finding it amusing.
"You didn't know this? Drinking more milk can boost a child's immunity, making them less prone to illness! It can also promote calcium absorption and help them grow taller."
Although the benefits are good, the little man is still not very interested. That milk is really not very tasty; it has no flavor at all.
Ye Wanying coughed:
"Okay, tell Mom why you don't like drinking milk. If you have a good enough reason, then Mom will allow you not to drink it."
"Really?"
Pfft, so kids will be kids, easily fooled by adults with just a few words.
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