That year, the old man and the old lady did not stay in the village, so Li Mantun and his family came to the city to celebrate the New Year.
My uncle's health has not been very good for many years. Some time ago, Ershuang took him back to his hometown. Before he left, my uncle lived with my grandfather for several days. I'm afraid he will never see him again after this separation.
The old man was also in a low mood. He went out and bought a few large sacks of paper for burning. Seeing his children and grandchildren kneeling on the ground with grins on their faces and making a lot of noise, he felt much better. This time he and his eldest brother went downstairs. He was also a rich second generation. Money can bring harm to people. Everyone will die one day. As long as he doesn't suffer from poverty, he will die. It is also painful to be alive without these parts of the body working properly.
The old man himself is quite open-minded, but he is a little worried about his children and grandchildren. Li Mancang rubbed his legs that were numb from kneeling.
The others looked at the mountain of paper in front of them, and their vision went dark. This fight would last until dark. Their ancestors wanted to rebel, recruit soldiers, and send so much money over.
"Dad, you take a rest. We can take care of these." The second child felt a little distressed when he saw that Li Mancang had most of his hair cut off.
Li Mantun looked at his four sons. He was old and wanted to rest.
Xinghu was about to speak
"No, what if the ancestors like the money given by your father, the most promising descendant?" The old man leaned on his crutches and supervised the work beside him, not letting Li Mancang rest.
Li Mancang...his father's menopause must have been delayed.
Li Mantun sighed inwardly and decided to just fight obediently.
The women were all in the kitchen preparing the New Year's Eve dinner.
Liu Cuihua asked Li Mei, "I heard that many factories have long holidays. How is your factory doing?"
Speaking of this, Li Mei became worried. "Our factory also held a mobilization meeting, allowing those of us who are about to retire to retire early. I was planning to wait for two years and give the job to Panpan." Luo Panpan is not a good student and can't even get into high school. We originally planned to let Luo Panpan take over, but now the factory wants us to retire early, how can we take over?
Liu Cuihua: "Can't Luo Ying arrange something for Panpan? He's her biological father, so she should use him when necessary."
"The Luo family hasn't contacted Panpan for several years. They definitely can't do anything about it."
"If you fail the entrance exam after graduating from junior high school, you can go and work in the factory or shop owned by the third brother," said Wu Zhiqiu. His family owns a factory, and he can't just watch his relative's children do nothing.
"With Panpan's physique, she can't work in a store. She's better suited to work in a factory," Liu Cuihua said with a smile. Luo Panpan has always been a big eater and is very fat. She looks like Luo Ying and has no good looks. She is really not suitable for working in a store. She said this without fear that Li Mei would disagree. The eldest sister-in-law was embarrassed to say it, so she helped to say it, otherwise it would be a trap for the third brother.
Li Mei was a little unhappy. "It's best to take over from me. Why can't private factories compare to state-owned ones? The current difficulties are temporary. The higher-ups will definitely find a solution. If state-owned factories can fail, private ones are even more unreliable."
"If you are afraid that they are unreliable, don't go. Find a reliable one. If you can't find a job, don't go looking for your nephew." The old lady sitting on the side was unhappy when she heard the eldest girl say this. She complained about the bad food when begging. She didn't know what her own children were like. If it wasn't for the face of her relatives, could the eldest daughter-in-law say this? She looked down on them and spoiled them.
Li Mei's face turned grim. "Mom, I don't mean anything else. It's definitely best if Panpan can take over my job. Private factories can't compare to state-owned ones."
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