Looking at the salad without a drop of oil in the bowl, Qian Zhizhi felt annoyed and irritated.

When I was working in a factory, even if there was no meat in the dishes, there would always be lard.

It smells delicious.

It’s nothing like the one on the dinner table. It’s called cold cucumber salad, but it’s actually just a few drops of soy sauce on the sliced ​​cucumber, without even any chopped onion, ginger or garlic.

Pickled cabbage lumps are even more economical.

Just cut into pieces and put them on a plate...

Done.

"Mom, has anyone sent money from Beijing?" Qian Zhizhi suddenly asked.

Mrs. Qian's face suddenly turned ugly.

"Yes! Mom, didn't the second son give you living expenses every month?" Hearing this, Qian Xingsheng's eyes lit up.

In the past, Qian Xingwang, the old workhorse, would be eager to give living expenses to his mother as soon as he got the money.

"No!" Seeing her children looking at her eagerly, Old Lady Qian let out a breath.

"Mom, we've been back for so long, and my second son has never sent money back once?" Qian Xingsheng looked incredulous.

Old Mrs. Qian shook her head with a look of grievance.

People used to say he was honest and simple.

Now look...

He is truly a scheming person.

"Mom, didn't you call those two people?" Qian Zhizhi was furious.

It was they who asked them to go to the capital, and it was also they who drove them back to this remote mountain area.

Do you really think that the people of the Qian family are just poor little people who just accept everything they do? "No!" Mrs. Qian said angrily.

When Old Lady Qian thought of Shen Zhimei and Qian Xingwang taking those two money-losing bastards to live a life of luxury in the capital, she felt so angry that her teeth were itching.

"Mom, why don't you call them both?" Qian Zhizhi's voice changed a little because of dissatisfaction.

"Yes! Mom, if you don't remind them, they will just pretend to be stupid," Qian Xingsheng also echoed.

He really didn't expect that two such honest people would be so cunning.

Having come to this point, Qian Xingsheng really regretted it!

If he had known earlier that the Shen family was so difficult to deal with, he would definitely keep Xie Xiaofen under control and prevent her from doing anything naughty.

They will never return to this barren mountain area again.

But it's too late to say this now.

All they can do now is to keep the money, all of Qian Xingwang and Shen Zhimei's money, in their own hands.

pity……

Shen Zhimei and Qian Xingwang have come to their senses.

The next morning, Mrs. Qian went to the village office with the phone number.

Although he didn't know why they came back, the village chief still received her warmly.

After taking Mrs. Qian to the office where the phone was, the village chief left on the pretext of having something to do.

Old Lady Qian quickly dialed the phone number at Shen Zhimei's factory.

Not long.

The call was picked up by the person on the other end of the line.

"Hello……"

"Comrade, I'm looking for Shen Zhimei and Qian Xingwang..."

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll go call someone for you." The person on the other end was very straightforward.

About half an hour later, Qian Xingwang's voice came from the microphone.

"I'm your mother!" Old Mrs. Qian said in a bad tone.

"Mom, is there something wrong?" Qian Xingwang immediately recognized the voice in the microphone.

"I've been back for so long, maybe you forgot to give me something?" Old Mrs. Qian began to ask indirectly.

"No! When you left, didn't you take away all the things in the room?" Realizing something, Qian Xingwang started to play dumb.

Mrs. Qian's suppressed anger suddenly flared up.

"Qian Xingwang, stop playing dumb in front of me. Where is the living expenses you promised to give me? When will you send it back to me?" Old Mrs. Qian stopped pretending.

"Zhimei's and Zhimei's salaries are in the hands of her younger sister. If you want living expenses, go ask her!" Qian Xingwang whispered.

He looks honest, simple-minded and easy to bully.

"Qian Xingwang, are you crazy? Is that sickly girl your father or your mother? You want to give your salary to her for safekeeping?" Old Lady Qian's voice suddenly rose eight octaves.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

In the next room, the village chief, who was bending over to look through documents, was startled by the sudden rise in the tone of Mrs. Qian's voice.

When he heard Mrs. Qian yelling Qian Xingwang's name and talking about salary, he put down the documents, tiptoed to the door and listened to the commotion.

"Zhimei's younger sister said that if we don't give her our salary, Zhimei and I will have to go back to the countryside and won't be allowed to see Daya and Erya." Qian Xingwang's voice was timid, just like the impression he had on Old Lady Qian.

As for the words, Shen Zhihuan had already thought about them for Qian Xingwang and Shen Zhimei.

Just waiting for Mrs. Qian to call.

Qian Xingwang thought his mother would call when she returned home, but he didn't expect her to hold it in for so long.

It seems that he was really scared.

Although he didn't know what Su Ziyu had done to his mother that made her flee back to the countryside overnight, he knew that his mother would probably never dare to come to the capital again in her life.

"She...you...Qian Xingwang, why did I give birth to such a loser like you? That sickly girl is Mr. Shen's granddaughter, and your wife is also Mr. Shen's granddaughter. They are all granddaughters. Why should you listen to her?" Old Mrs. Qian was very angry.

If she had known Qian Xingwang was so useless, she would rather give birth to a pig than him.

"Let your wife go to that sickly guy to ask for the money. If she dares not to pay you back, you go to Mr. Shen and let him seek justice for you." Old Mrs. Qian said angrily.

She has seen many cases of father and mother being housekeepers.

This was the first time she saw a sister-in-law taking charge of the household for her brother-in-law.

"It was Mr. Shen who called and asked the accountant in the factory to give our wages to Zhimei's younger sister." Qian Xingwang whispered.

Old Mrs. Qian had a mouthful of blood stuck in her throat.

She wanted to scold Mr. Shen for being mentally ill, but when she thought of what happened that day, she swallowed back the dirty words that were about to come out of her mouth.

"Mom, Daya has been complaining of dizziness ever since she fainted that time. I want to take her to the hospital. Can you send me some money?" Qian Xingwang asked tentatively.

"You, a working person, have no money, and how can I, a person who works hard, have money to give you?!" Old Mrs. Qian was so angry that she almost fell over.

She called him to ask for money.

How dare he ask her for money?!

A loser is a loser no matter where he goes.

If the man hadn't been in the capital, Old Lady Qian would have wanted to follow the telephone line and give Qian Xingwang a few slaps in the face.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and Mrs. Qian hung up the phone with a bang.

Hearing the beeping sound coming from the phone, Qian Xingwang breathed a sigh of relief.

After hanging up the phone, he went back to the workshop without stopping.

It was already noon the next day when Shen Zhihuan learned the news.

In order to take care of the seriously ill Li Qiuhua, Shen Zhimei took a long vacation.

Because of the relationship between Mr. Shen and Su Ziyu, the factory director approved the leave application very readily.

(End of this chapter)