Yang Zhiguo's face turned cold. "I'll go out and find someone later. Tomorrow morning, I'll take them over to hand over the work."
Yang Xiaoxi spent 450 yuan to buy that temporary job. Yang Zhiguo felt very sad when he thought that it would be wasted. If the factory had not been closed for the day, Yang Zhiguo would have wanted to fly over and sell his job immediately to avoid any more trouble.
Early the next morning, Yang Zhiguo took people to the factory to prepare for the handover of work, but was told that Yang Xiaoxi had been fired for having a criminal record. For the sake of the factory's image and reputation, Yang Zhiguo was furious, but he could do nothing because Yang Xiaoxi was indeed in jail and the factory was operating according to regulations.
Nowadays, jobs are so scarce that everyone has to try their best to find one. As soon as the news of Yang Xiaoxi being in jail came out yesterday, some people took it to heart. They immediately reported it and bought jobs to get it done at the last second before getting off work.
When Yang Zhiguo returned home and told the other three about the incident, they were furious. Zhao Cuihua even cried, wiping away her tears. I wonder if she felt more sorry for Yang Xiaoxi or the 450 yuan?
The news spread so quickly that everyone guessed that it must be Yang Xiaobei's doing. Although they hated him, no one dared to cause trouble for him. They could only curse Yang Xiaobei in their hearts.
Yang Xiaobei waited for two days, and when he saw that no one from the Yang family came to find him, he knew that his plan had succeeded.
What do you mean by love for one's son? Yang Zhiguo and his wife love themselves the most, and what they need most is their son to support them in their old age. As long as they have Yang Xiaodong and Yang Xiaonan, they are not afraid of that couple coming after them.
On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, when Jiang Shushu returned to work, Jiang He and his wife stuffed her with a lot of delicious food, such as rice dumplings, sesame cakes, sugar cakes, and rice flour...a whole bag full.
"Mom and Dad, don't take so much. I eat at a state-owned restaurant every day. How long will it take me to finish all this? What if it goes bad?" We eat this stuff morning and night, and we can't finish it until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. It would be fine if it tasted good, but the problem is that it's not. Except for the salty rice dumplings, none of the others are delicious. They are either too sweet or tasteless.
Jiang Shushu looked at these things and regretted giving Xu Hehua a pound of white sugar and four pounds of brown sugar before the New Year. When Jiang Shushu thinks about it now, he is in tears.
Jiang Shushu thought that more sugar would be needed during the Chinese New Year, so he brought back some extra sugar and left the rest for Xu Hehua to use slowly. However, he didn't know that Xu Hehua was so greedy and used all five pounds of sugar to make sesame cakes and wrap sugar cakes.
The sesame seed cake was okay, with a layer of sesame seeds on the surface, so it wasn't too sweet to bear. But the sugar cake was really unbearable. Besides the soft and thin layer of rice flour on the surface, the inside was full of sugar. When you took a bite, it was sweet, sweet, and so sweet that it made you sick. Jiang Shushu didn't want to eat a single bite.
The problem was that sugar cakes were the original owner's favorite. In previous years, there wasn't as much sugar, so Xu Hehua usually only made two or three for the original owner to try. This time, Xu Hehua thought Jiang Shushu brought back so much sugar because he wanted to eat the sugar cakes she made, so out of the five pounds of sugar, three and a half pounds were made into sugar cakes! She made a total of 30.
Jiang He and his wife only ate one each symbolically, saying that they would leave the remaining 28 for Jiang Shushu to eat slowly. Jiang Shushu had no choice but to smile and pretend that the food tasted good.
At that time, in order to finish the 28 sugar cakes without leaving any trace, Jiang Shushu took great pains. He persuaded Jiang He and his wife to eat a few more each, saying that good things should be shared together. Then, in the name of filial piety, he gave 6 cakes per person to Jiang Mingwen's family.
As happy as Jiang Shushu was when he gave them the cakes, he was just as unhappy when they returned. Because Jiang Shushu had helped Jiang Xiaocheng some time ago, Jinhua and Zhang Meihua were especially grateful to him. Knowing that the original owner loved sweet cakes, they exchanged candy coupons with others and bought several kilograms of sugar to make the cakes. Jiang Shushu gave them six cakes, and they gave him 20 fist-sized cakes in return.
Xu Hehua: "What's so great about this? It'll be gone in a few days. These can be heated up and eaten. It's very convenient. This way you don't have to cook in the morning, and you can also eat some to fill your stomach when you're hungry after get off work in the evening."
"Mom, don't give me that sugar cake. I thought it was so delicious when I was little. But after eating it for a few days, I feel that it is not as delicious as before. Let's leave it for you and Dad." For the first two days after the sugar cake was made, Jiang Shushu ate four in a day (three of them were secretly put in a small space) to pretend that they tasted good. After that, he only ate one a day.
"You've eaten too much. Eating too much of anything will cause this. I only gave you six sugar cakes, not many, so you can keep them and eat them slowly. This can be kept for more than ten days, so you can eat one every two days."
Jiang Shushu: “…” I still have six in my small space.
Xu Hehua took out a smaller bag and said, "Shushu, take this to Xiaobei. A few days before the Chinese New Year, Xiaobei came to see your dad with gifts. He's alone in the city and definitely doesn't have time to cook these. Give these to Xiaobei so he can try them. It's also a small token of our appreciation from your dad and me."
"good."
Jiang Shushu rode away on his bicycle. After returning home, he opened the two bags. Jiang Shushu saw two rice dumplings, six sesame cakes, three rice cakes, and three sugar cakes in Yang Xiaobei's bag. Jiang Shushu put all the sugar cakes in his bag into Yang Xiaobei's bag, and took out half of the ten sesame cakes and gave them to him. If he was not afraid of being too exaggerated, Jiang Shushu wanted to give all the six sugar cakes in the space to Yang Xiaobei.
"Yang Xiaobei's training is very hard, and he needs to replenish sugar the most. He definitely needs these sweet things."
Jiang Shushu took another candy cake from the small space and put it in.
"Nine is bad, ten is just right, ten is perfect, perfect, and I can eat one less thing."
Jiang Shushu tied Yang Xiaobei's bag again, washed his face, and then took his things and rode his bicycle to the Public Security Bureau.
Jiang Shushu was just about to find someone to ask when he saw Yang Xiaobei not far away, "Yang Xiaobei."
Yang Xiaobei heard someone calling him, turned around and saw Jiang Shushu waving at him.
Yang Xiaobei walked towards Jiang Shushu, "Jiang Shushu, Happy New Year!"
"Happy New Year!" Jiang Shushu took the bag off his bicycle and handed it to Yang Xiaobei. "My parents asked me to bring you some rice dumplings, sesame cakes, and other things. You can try them."
Yang Xiaobei was stunned for a moment, then immediately took the bag with both hands. The bag was heavy, but Yang Xiaobei felt warm in his heart. He didn't expect that Jiang He and his wife still missed him during the New Year.
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