Wang Yue… “Two shops cost more than 20,000 yuan, both in Li Xing’an’s name. How can I not make a fuss? What did that street urchin Lao San use to buy them? It was your parents who paid for it!”
"You also said that it's my parents' money, they can give it to whoever they want. All I can do now is to be filial to them!" He didn't want to tell Wang Yue about his other thoughts to avoid any trouble.
Li Xingguo is now like a fly in a glass bottle. He seems to have a bright future, but in fact he can hardly move forward. People in the unit are talking about his broken leg behind his back, and his leaders are also very cold to him. If he wants to achieve something in the unit, he needs the leaders to give him a chance, which is obviously impossible now.
Since the current conditions at home are so poor, he might as well focus all his energy on the family. If he has some start-up capital, he can also go into business, and he will definitely be a hundred times better than that idiot third brother.
Wang Yue didn't know what Li Xingguo was thinking, she lowered her head and said nothing. She had also been looking for a job recently, and it was official: one person per job, one position per person. She felt that she was educated enough and didn't want to work in the workshop, and she also wanted to find a job in an office, which was simply a fantasy.
She looked down on the kind of people who hired money from the society, and thought that they were no different from the landlords. So she told Li Xingguo that she wanted to work in his shop, where she would be the boss, and she wouldn't have to look at people's faces, and she would know how much money she made every day. Killing two birds with one stone.
It's a pity that Li Xingguo is useless and failed to deal with his parents, so she has to stay at home. Sister-in-law comes to her every day to ask for money. Mom and her family will be out in a few months, and the whole family depends on her, but she can't find a job. She can't sleep recently, too anxious.
At the matchmaking agency, Aunt Yuan from Fenglan's unit was brought to the agency by Fenglan at noon.
The old lady and the loud speaker immediately welcomed her warmly, "Please sit down, big sister. It's a bit hot this day. We are sorry to bother you to come here." There is no need to talk about generation here, it's either the older sister or the younger sister.
The old lady looked at Aunt Yuan. She heard Fenglan say that she was in her fifties, but she actually looked much older, more like she was in her sixties. She had short hair that reached her ears and was combed meticulously. Her clothes were washed so white, but they were clean and tidy. She looked neat and tidy, but there was sadness in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, and a bitter look on her face.
Appearance reflects the heart, which proves that Aunt Yuan’s life is not going well.
After a few pleasantries, the old lady came straight to the point, "Sister Yuan, you also told Fenglan about this. There is an old man in our compound. He has no children or relatives. He is 70 years old and in good health. He has two houses and earns 45 yuan a month. What do you think? If you have any ideas, you can directly raise them."
When going on blind dates at this age, you have to be picky, state your conditions, meet the person if you think they are a good match, and if not, look for the next one. Put aside the filter of love, people's IQs are all low.
Aunt Yuan rubbed her hands nervously and said, "My dear sisters, Xiao Li has told you about my situation, right?"
The old lady and the loud speaker nodded
"You should ask the old man first if he despises me for being unlucky in marriage. I have a pretty strong life," Aunt Yuan said with a wry smile on her face.
"What you said is true. Everyone has their own life. What does it have to do with you? If you have that ability, the country will have to protect you and use you as a secret weapon." Da Laba didn't like to hear this. When she was a child, she heard this a lot when her mother died. They all said that she was the one who killed her. What did she do? What did she do wrong? It was painful enough to kill her mother, and now she was being ostracized by her relatives.
Aunt Yuan smiled bitterly and said, "I'd better ask." These men had been introduced to her before, but they all looked down on her for her bad luck and were afraid that if they married her to a man, her family would be unlucky.
The old lady nodded. It didn't mean that just because they didn't like it, others wouldn't like it either. After all, they would be living together in the future.
The old lady asked Da Laba to tell Uncle Ge about Aunt Yuan's situation. If he was satisfied, then forget it. If not, he could come and meet her.
Da Laba quickly rode Fenglan's bike to the compound. Uncle Ge was standing at the door, swinging his legs and basking in the sun leisurely.
Da Laba hurriedly pulled Uncle Ge into the house. Zeng Yuhua, who was washing clothes in the yard...what was she doing? She couldn't talk about anything like this.
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