Meanwhile, inside the main room of the Chen family.
After Aunt Chen returned, her expression changed several times.
She felt disheartened, thinking that Ah Yan was too heartless, and didn't ask more about Aunt Huang's situation.
The chubby girl sat down to the side, turned on the TV, and then spoke.
“Mother, I understand that you are upset, but you can’t show your displeasure to Ayan.”
“The shrimp paste factory had an accident, and the legal representative is Ayan, so she has to take responsibility.”
Aunt Chen pursed her lips, still feeling uncomfortable. "Isn't it only right to ask a few words of concern?"
"People get cold-hearted when they have money..."
"Stop!" the chubby girl shouted.
Her voice rose, startling Aunt Chen so much that she almost jumped up.
The chubby girl glanced at her mother and asked, "What are you trying to say? Are you saying that Ah Yan is cold-hearted now that she has money?"
"Did she not go to the hospital, or did she not pay the medical bills? Or did she not find a specialist to perform surgery on Aunt Huang?"
"Mother, please clear your head."
Aunt Chen's eyelids twitched, and she stared at her daughter, feeling a lump in her throat with nowhere to vent her anger.
He simply snorted and didn't say anything.
The chubby girl continued, "Am I right?"
"Now that our family is doing better, do you think it's only natural that Ayan should help us?"
Aunt Chen, "When did I think that way?"
“You didn’t think that way, but you’re prepared to do it.”
"Anyone can offer a few words of concern, right? When something goes wrong, we should address the problem, not just do superficial things," the chubby girl retorted.
Her expression turned serious, and the way she looked at her mother-in-law returned to what it used to be.
Fatty hasn't been to the shrimp paste factory much lately, but she knows a lot of things have happened there.
Fatty felt that this matter was not as simple as it seemed.
From the moment Ayan started preparing her banquet, she noticed that Aunt Huang was acting strangely.
After the incident, she heard from the workers that Aunt Huang had seemed somewhat distracted while working several times.
This incident is also an example of the rule at the shrimp paste factory: no one except the repairman is allowed to touch the machines.
Aunt Huang reached into the mixer.
"You brat, now you're lecturing me..." Aunt Chen choked on her words, feeling utterly miserable.
Of course she knew that Aunt Huang had broken the rules first and that's why something happened; it was really no one else's fault.
But deep down, she always felt that they had built a bond through running the shrimp paste factory together...
The chubby girl continued, "Mom, I've already been considerate enough in my words."
"To put it bluntly, you're just working for Ayan. If something happens, Ayan has already done enough."
"How many employers only offer a small amount of compensation when their workers have accidents?"
Aunt Chen, "..."
Her heart was pounding; she was feeling very conflicted.
After the chubby girl finished speaking, she ignored the pale face of the woman and walked out while holding her belly.
She dislikes those who only talk the talk but can't help with anything, and who just stand by and give orders.
The chubby girl thought that her mother was that kind of person.
Since this happened, she hasn't been able to help at all; she's just doing her job, and yet she's harboring resentment.
She won't indulge him.
…
The chubby girl returned home and had just taken out the rice to steam when Cao De came back.
"Don't move, I'll help you." Cao De quickly stepped forward to help her.
Now, seeing his wife's big belly every day makes him feel apprehensive.
The chubby girl sat on the sofa and briefly recounted what had just happened at home.
Cao De laughed and said, "No wonder my mother-in-law didn't look too happy when I delivered the meat to her house earlier. It turns out you scolded her."
The chubby girl snorted, picked up an apple from the table, and took a bite.
“My mother doesn’t know her place right now. It’s not that I’m siding with outsiders, but her self-righteous attitude makes me feel sorry for Ah Yan.”
Cao De nodded and deftly washed the vegetables and chopped the meat.
He admired the chubby girl for this; she wasn't petty because others earned more, and she always maintained proper boundaries with her friends.
The chubby girl said, "Ah Yan works so hard, running an electronics factory, a seafood market, and also taking care of a shrimp paste factory and all that."
"Does she own so many factories just for herself?"
"Ade, there's something Ah Yan once said that I still remember."
A single flower does not make spring, but a hundred flowers blooming together make a garden full of spring!
She wanted everyone to live a good life together.
Cao De stopped what he was doing, his eyes suddenly welling up with tears as he thought about Haibi Village now, and then about the past.
You don't need to compare too far; just compare it to the village he used to live in.
People often only eat two meals a day, and there is no rice to eat. Sometimes they only eat hard cornbread or sweet potatoes.
“That’s well said, we should write it down,” Cao De murmured.
The chubby girl nodded vigorously. She was pregnant now, otherwise she would have definitely approached Ayan and asked her to give her more work to do.
“We agreed that after I give birth and finish my postpartum confinement, you will take care of the baby, and I will go help Ayan,” the chubby girl continued.
…
In the following days, all sorts of rumors circulated in the village.
They say the Lin family are capitalists now, and they don't care about the workers' lives; many workers have left.
They even said Lin Ziyan was ruthless.
However, these old ladies just smiled and didn't say anything after hearing what Granny Li said.
Grandma doesn't take what unrelated people say to her seriously; as long as she has a clear conscience, that's enough.
Lin Ziyan had heard some of it, but she didn't have time to pay attention; a lot of things were waiting for her to deal with.
"You really don't want me to help you hire a secretary?" Fangjie looked at the pile of documents on her desk, her scalp tingling.
"I already have someone in mind," Lin Ziyan said casually.
"Who?" Fang asked curiously.
Lin Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fatty, she'll come help me after she gives birth."
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