037: I am really eighteen years old
Yu Xiaoye quickly stood up, walked over happily, and said very politely:
"Captain Zhou, thank you for the camp bed you sent yesterday!"
Zhou Ziheng looked at the little girl's face and asked in a low voice:
"How is your father's injury?"
Yu Xiaoye rolled his eyes and replied:
"He's not in danger of death right now, but he's afraid to move. If he does, his whole body aches. My mom and I are worried he might become disabled."
After hearing this, Zhou Ziheng frowned involuntarily.
Yu Xiaoye raised his skinny little face and asked miserably in front of everyone in the ward:
"Manager, what should I do if my father develops a chronic illness and becomes disabled in the future?"
Zhou Ziheng's brows furrowed even more.
Yu Jiahui sat on the hospital bed, staring at his daughter in amazement:
This kid's reaction is really quick. Is he going to act right away?
Yu Jiahui couldn't let his daughter fight alone, so he bit his cheek hard, looked sad, and said righteously:
"My daughter, it's okay, don't worry. Even if I have to pick up scraps or steal bicycle wheels, I will definitely feed you and your mother. I won't let you go hungry!"
Xu Ying knew that the father and son were acting, and couldn't help but add fuel to the fire, deliberately saying:
"Where are there all these scraps for you to pick up? Where are there all these bicycle wheels for you to steal? With your legs and feet, you can't even pick up the rotten cabbage stalks on the street!"
Yu Xiaoye felt a headache when he looked at the couple who took the initiative to add drama to his story.
Looking back, everyone said something. What should we do if we overact and mess up the performance?
He is not stupid. He became the director of Mishan Farm at such a young age. He must be capable. Trying to be clever and play tricks in front of such a person may backfire.
She simply pleaded with Zhou Ziheng:
"Director, would you mind going out and talking for a few minutes?"
Zhou Ziheng did not refuse the little girl's request. He nodded, turned and left the ward.
Yu Xiaoye followed Zhou Ziheng out closely.
In the ward, Yu Jiahui saw his daughter leaving with someone, and looked at Xu Ying with concern. Xu Ying also seemed a little worried.
However, nothing should happen in a hospital with so many people coming and going.
Besides, this manager seems to be quite decent, he shouldn't have any bad intentions-----right?
The old couple just let their daughter go.
At this time, everyone in the ward looked at the old couple with great curiosity.
The old man lying on the bed next to him suddenly sat up again and couldn't help asking:
"What is your relationship with the director?"
"It doesn't matter!"
"Damn it, if you don't want to tell me, then forget it!" The old man was so angry that he lay back down.
Seeing that Yu Jiahui looked like someone who was not to be trifled with, the others didn't bother coming over to ask about it and just went about their business.
Outside the ward.
Zhou Ziheng strode towards the end of the corridor.
He is tall and has long legs. He comes from the army and has a long stride. One step of his is as fast as two steps of Yu Xiaoye.
Yu Xiaoye could only jog behind.
When she stopped at the end of the corridor, Yu Xiaoye was already slightly out of breath. She complained in her heart:
Oh my god, why does this guy walk like he’s flying?
Is there a motor installed on the leg?
He complained in his heart, but looked respectful and obedient on the surface.
Zhou Ziheng walked to the end of the corridor, turned around and stood, his hands naturally tucked into the pockets of his military pants. His eyes fell on the little girl's head, and his voice was gentle:
"Just tell me what you want. Be direct and don't beat around the bush."
“-----”
The director is indeed a smart man!
I could tell at a glance that Yu Xiaoye was here to make a request.
Yu Xiaoye didn't want others to see his exhausted and panting appearance, so he paused for a moment, took a breath, and then controlled his breathing and said:
"Manager, let me be frank. My parents and I have nowhere to go. Can we stay on the farm? As long as we can stay on the farm, we can do anything. We just need a job, just one job!"
Zhou Ziheng seemed to have anticipated what Yu Xiaoye would say, and without the slightest surprise, he asked directly:
“Who will be assigned a job?”
"To my dad."
"Can your father work now that he's injured like this?"
"I will work for my father until his injury is healed!" Yu Xiaoye's voice was clear and his tone was firm.
"You?" A trace of doubt flashed across Zhou Ziheng's face. He looked at the thin girl again, "How old are you?"
"Manager, I'm eighteen! I'm old enough to not be considered a child laborer!"
Zhou Ziheng suddenly burst out laughing.
This smile made Yu Xiaoye feel a little uneasy, and he couldn't understand what Director Zhou meant.
Don't you believe she is really eighteen years old?
Or do you look down on her small body?
She admitted that she was indeed a little weak now, and if she worked for others, people would definitely look down on her.
But she is now the pillar of their family, so she has to do it no matter what!
Yu Xiaoye had no choice but to beg humbly:
"Captain, I'm really eighteen. I just look a little young. If you don't believe me, I have a letter of introduction that shows my actual age."
After saying that, Yu Xiaoye turned around and ran into the ward without waiting for Zhou Ziheng to react.
A minute later, he rushed out of the ward and showed Director Zhou all his family's letters of introduction, proving that he was indeed eighteen years old and had a clean family background, and was not some blind vagrant with a questionable identity.
Zhou Ziheng read the letter of introduction carefully, then raised his eyes slightly and looked at the little girl calmly.
The little girl opened her big round eyes and looked at him eagerly.
Because of malnutrition, the little girl's face is thin and small, only the size of a palm, with a pointed chin and a pure melon face.
She has a small face and looks to be only fourteen or fifteen years old at most.
Zhou Ziheng's heart softened inexplicably, and he looked away again and asked:
"What do you do in your hometown?"
Yu Xiaoye said in a low voice: "Farming."
"That's perfect. The farm needs people to farm." Zhou Ziheng said as he returned the letter of introduction to Yu Xiaoye.
Seeing that the director seemed to have made a decision, Yu Xiaoye took the letter of introduction and asked:
"Manager, can we stay on the farm?"
"Let my secretary come over later and he will arrange it for you."
Yu Xiaoye didn't expect things to go so smoothly:
Now they have a place to stay and become part of the farm?
Yu Xiaoye excitedly bowed ninety degrees to Zhou Ziheng:
"Thank you, Director! You are such a kind person!"
When Zhou Ziheng heard Yu Xiaoye's straightforward compliment, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
After being used to hearing those vague flatteries, it was interesting to hear the little girl praising him as a good person.
Zhou Ziheng didn't stay long. After agreeing to arrange a job for Yu Xiaoye, he left.
Yu Xiaoye accompanied Zhou Ziheng to the stairs, watched Zhou Ziheng leave, and then returned to the ward with a happy face.
In the ward, Yu Jiahui and Xu Ying were both eagerly waiting for news from their daughter.
As soon as I saw Yu Xiaoye’s happy face, I knew that it was done!
Yu Jiahui asked in a low voice:
"how's it going?"
Yu Xiaoye nodded happily and whispered:
"The director promised us to stay!"
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