Chapter 257 We are not picky

Jiang Yu looked innocent, "What did I say?"

"You said that I took money from Zhang Chunhua and ordered her to make trouble? The whole factory has spread it!"

Zhou Xue relied on Shao Jiakang and was sure that the matter had been resolved. She was not afraid of the rumors in the factory.

No matter how much she spread, as long as the factory did not convict her, she was right. As soon as

she said this, others knew it clearly.

"So the story about Zhang Chunhua was true?"

"So the factory punished Zhou Xue because of this?"

"Zhou Xue, you took money from her and caused her to be fired. Shouldn't you return the money to her?"

The factory's disciplinary notice was still posted, and Zhou Xue's words seemed to be a confession.

Everyone also found it funny, thinking that Zhou Xue's psychological quality was not ordinary.

Even in this situation, she can still be stubborn.

Zhou Xue looked at the mocking eyes of the crowd and gradually realized that something was wrong.

"What punishment?"

Jiang Yu turned his body to let her see for herself.

Zhou Xue looked closely and saw the notice posted on the wall, her face changed drastically.

She didn't believe it, pushed away the people around her, and her face was almost against the wall.

"How could it be..."

Jiang Yu stood aside, smiling and persuading: "Zhou Xue, remember to return Zhang Chunhua's money to her. You have messed up everything. How can you have the nerve to take other people's money?"

Zhou Xue's eyes were red with anger, and she glared at her viciously.

"You did it!"

Jiang Yu was not to blame for this: "You have caused so many troubles before and after, why didn't the factory punish you, don't you know it in your heart? If they don't deal with it this time, it will be hard to convince the public." No matter

how big Shao Jiakang's face is, he can't always interfere in the affairs of the second factory.

Jiang Yu took a last look at the collapsed Zhou Xue, took her bicycle and left.

While pedaling, she was thinking about what to eat tonight.

When she returned to Yulin Hutong, she met Xie Feifei.

"Why are you here now? Come to my house and sit down?"

Xie Feifei smiled and said, "My mother asked me to ask you to go home for dinner tomorrow night. I think tomorrow is the second day of the Chinese New Year, and I don't know if you will go back to your parents' home."

Jiang Yu thought for a moment and made a decision quickly.

"I'm not going back to my parents' home. I'll go there tomorrow night."

Xie Feifei nodded, "Okay, then I won't go in. I'm in a hurry to go home for dinner. I'll talk to you tomorrow night. Remember to come as a family. My mother specifically told me to do that." She turned around

and found that Jiang Yu was the only one there. Huang Ying still had to talk to her.

Jiang Yu agreed and watched her leave before walking into the courtyard.

She just walked to the door of the south room and saw Fu Xianghong and said, "Jiang Yu, does your TV have a signal at night?"

Jiang Yu nodded, "Yes."

"Then I'll ask the two children to go to your house to watch TV at night."

It's normal to visit each other in the courtyard, and Jiang Yu naturally wouldn't refuse.

There were some minor fights before, but they didn't really become enemies.

"Okay."

Jiang Yu washed his hands and walked into the kitchen to take a look.

There were still some dumplings left from last night, but eating dumplings alone was not enough.

The two pieces of meat sent back from the factory have not been eaten yet. They are chopped up and fried into sauce, and made into fried noodles with soybean paste. It is enough to eat with dumplings.

It is a rare New Year, so we have to eat enough meat.

Not long after, He Tingyue came back, and she turned around and told him her idea.

He naturally had no objection, washed his hands and started to knead the dough.

Jiang Yu helped prepare the side dishes and talked about Zhou Xue.

"At first I thought she could escape with the support of Director Shao."

When mentioning Zhou Xue, He Tingyue's expression was a little cold.

"Let her bully my wife again and again, I might as well quit as the section chief."

Director Zheng is not a good-tempered person. He can tolerate her once or twice, but who has the patience to tolerate her if she does it too many times.

Jiang Yu understood: "Did you ask Zhou Xue to clean the toilet?"

"I just mentioned it to the factory manager."

Jiang Yu's mouth curled up. She didn't have a tail, if she did, it would be gone now.

Always thinking that Zhou Xue had a backer, who would have thought that one day, she would also have a backer.

This feeling is not bad.

Jiang Yu lifted the lid of the pot and took a look. The dumplings were steamed.

She picked up one, blew it, and fed it to his mouth.

"Reward!"

He Tingyue took a bite and squinted his eyes as if pretending to enjoy it.

"Well, the dumplings fed by my wife are delicious."

Jiang Yu was amused and glared at him.

He Feiyan, who had just walked into the yard, saw this scene and was already accustomed to it.

"Sister-in-law, what are we having tonight?"

Jiang Yu said, "Dumplings and fried noodles with soybean paste."

He Feiyan said hurriedly, "Then I'll go to Mr. Jin's place and buy some mutton offal soup. It's perfect with fried noodles with soybean paste."

In fact, there was some mutton offal at home, but it was too late to cook it.

Jiang Yu nodded, "Then you go. Be careful of the slippery road and ride your bike slowly."

He Feiyan was very fast. She came back with the mutton offal soup just after the fried noodles were ready.

The aroma of He Tingyue's fried soybean paste wafted into the courtyard. Everyone knew clearly that his family was eating meat again.

In a blink of an eye, he saw He Feiyan coming in with something, and Fu Xianghong suppressed the bitterness in his heart.

He asked, "Fei Yan, what are you carrying?"

He Fei Yan said, "My family is having fried bean curd noodles tonight. Isn't Mr. Jin's mutton soup the best match for fried bean curd noodles? I went out to buy it specially." Fu Xiang

's eyes turned red.

"Eating fried bean curd noodles requires soup. Your family is celebrating the New Year every day."

He Feiyan covered her mouth and smiled, "Yesterday was Chinese New Year, and I almost vomited from eating beef."

After finally being able to eat meat, He Feiyan only stopped when she was full.

Fu Xianghong felt more and more sad, as her family didn't even get to eat meat during Chinese New Year.

Seeing He Feiyan walk into the south room, she turned around and called out her two children.

Liu Zhi asked, "Mom, what's the matter?"

"Don't you want to watch TV? Mom will take you and your brother there now."

Fu Xianghong led her two sons to the south room. The fragrance became stronger and stronger, and the mother and her children couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

Seeing them, everyone in the room raised their heads.

Fu Xianghong smiled too enthusiastically, "Hey Jiang Yu, are you eating? Didn't you just say that the two kids wanted to come over to watch TV, so I brought them here."

Without waiting for Jiang Yu to say anything, she brought the two kids in.

The Liu Zhi brothers' eyes never left the dumplings and noodles on the table.

Jiang Yu asked, "Sister Xianghong, did you eat so early?"

Fu Xianghong was waiting for her to ask this question.

"No, the two kids were clamoring to watch TV, so I brought them here first."

A normal person would definitely take the initiative to ask them to eat if they knew they hadn't eaten.

But Jiang Yu didn't follow the routine, she just said "oh" and continued to eat.

Fu Xianghong secretly cursed in her heart, "You're so stingy!"

"Jiang Yu, how do you turn on the TV?"

Jiang Yu said, "I need to go upstairs and adjust the whole line. Sister Xiang Hong, you should take the children back to eat. Come back after you are full. We are not comfortable eating here."

Fu Xiang Hong took the two children and walked over. "Then we can have dinner together at your house. We are not picky."

Jiang Yu did not look at her and directly divided the remaining dumplings on the table with two for each of them.

"I am really sorry, Sister Xiang Hong. My family did not cook today. The food was a fixed amount for each person. There was no leftovers."