"No, not really, but they were arguing a lot. His dad would even help you and your aunt scold him. I feel sorry for him."
Fortunately, Zhaoye was clever; seeing bicycles everywhere in the county town, he taught himself how to repair them.
Later, he learned to make clothes and opened a garment factory. Now he rarely comes back, and our relationship has improved considerably.
"He can make clothes? He can operate a sewing machine?" Wen Jiaojiao asked with curiosity, secretly planning to find a way to get him to make her a couple of modern outfits.
Zhang Xiaofang recalled that Wen Zhaoye had once used the excuse of not needing any money or food and lodging to work and learn at a clothing factory, and told the truth:
"Not only that, Brother Zhaoye can do everything. I heard from Juan and the others that he's the one who fills in when the factory is too busy."
Wen Jiaojiao herself is not very ambitious, so she especially admires people who can endure hardship and work hard.
For the first time, her opinion of him changed. Seeing Zhang Xiaofang finish picking a basket of vegetables and walk back, she said:
"Let's go home and cook." It seems I should say a few words in his defense in front of Xu Cuifen.
As Wen Zhaoye was chopping vegetables, Xu Cuifen, wearing a straw hat and carrying a hoe, rushed home. She put the hoe and hat down, glanced into the kitchen, and said:
"Zhaoye, your aunt loses track of time when she gets busy. Please step aside and let me do it."
Wen Zhaoye did not refuse, put down the cured meat he was cutting, and let out a soft "Mmm".
As he got up, Xu Cuifen saw that there were sliced sausages, salted fish, cured meat, and cured pork ribs on the table.
These are all New Year's goods that Wen Zhaoye bought during the Spring Festival. The elderly couple didn't usually eat them and have been saving them until now.
They had originally planned to wait until Wen Zhaoye left and then slowly feed Wen Jiaojiao, but now everything was ruined.
Her face was full of heartache, and her cracked hands trembled as she carried a plate of boiled pork ribs.
"This...this..." This brat has become a boss, he's eaten all sorts of good food outside, and he still eats like this at home, he's like a reincarnated starving ghost.
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