Chapter 384 Personal Assistant



Grandma Yi prepared a sumptuous dinner.

Chicken stewed with mushrooms, braised fish, potato ribs, scrambled eggs with peppers... Knowing that Song Fuyu likes to eat white rice, I specially cooked some for her, while the rest of them ate steamed buns made from two-grain flour.

"I heard from Zhengyang that you like potatoes. Try grandma's recipe to see if it suits your taste."

Grandma Yi didn't pick up any food for her, and gestured for her to eat it herself.

Before they came to visit, Xiaobai told them some of Song Fuyu's table manners. The first and foremost point was that she didn't like others picking up food for her, especially no one should try to pick up fatty meat for her!

Song Fuyu picked up a piece of potato and put it in her mouth. The potato had been stewed for a long time and had fully absorbed the meaty soup. It was definitely her love.

"tasty!"

To prove that she was not lying, she picked up another piece.

"If it's delicious, eat more. The mushrooms in the chicken have been stewed for a long time and are very tasty."

"Yes, I will."

"Grandma Yi, please hurry up and eat. You must have worked hard to prepare such a large table of food."

"It's okay. It's not hard. I used to do all kinds of work. I'm a little uncomfortable with being idle all of a sudden here."

"I wanted to get some matchboxes to paste, but Zhengyang and Shanshan both disagreed."

According to custom, elderly people of her age all live with their sons, but she was the only one who married and came with her granddaughter.

She was afraid of what others would say about Shanshan, and was also afraid of becoming a burden to Xiaobai, so she wanted to find something to do to supplement the family income, to prove that she would not eat for free and could contribute to the family.

"You have worked hard for decades. It's not easy for you to stop doing farm work. Just rest at home and take care of your health. If you are bored, go to the mobile home and chat with everyone."

"Don't worry about making money. I'm young and strong, and my income is pretty good."

"Besides, Shanshan is working for my sister-in-law now. We have two salaries at home. What are you worried about?"

Xiaobai knew what his grandmother was thinking, but she was already in her sixties, and no matter how busy she was every day, he just couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

"Grandma Yi, just listen to Xiaobai."

"Take the opportunity now to stop working and take care of your health. You will be busy when Xiaobai and Shanshan's baby is born."

In terms of age, Yi Shanshan is two years older than Song Fuyu.

As long as she and Xiaobai are in good health, the baby will probably be here soon.

"Can Shanshan adapt to working in the studio?"

"Yes, my sisters-in-law and the others took good care of me. They patiently guided me when I didn't understand something. Thanks to them, I can now start embroidering individual objects."

"Not bad, I got the hang of it pretty quickly."

"Don't rush things. If you lay a good foundation in the first few months and have a solid foundation, your income will not be low in the future."

"Yes, I will."

After eating half a bowl of rice and some vegetables, Song Fuyu put down his bowl and chopsticks.

"Fuyu, you don't want to eat anymore?"

"Well, I have a small appetite, and I feel uncomfortable if I eat too much."

"But you're eating too little, aren't you?"

He gave her a full bowl of rice. She ate half of it and gave the rest to Yan Ziyuan.

"I'm full, really."

"I have to drink a glass of milk before going to bed later, so I have to save some space."

Since she had said so, Grandma Yi could not persuade her any more, and just kept lamenting that she ate too little. If Shanshan in their family really ate to her heart's content, she could eat three or four steamed buns in one meal.

"Boss, I heard that they are going to install running water in our tube building. Is that true?"

"You are well-informed about gossip."

"Hey, I heard what they said too. Come to confirm with you."

Now they all go to the nearby well to fetch water. Although it is not far away, there are too many people and they have to queue up every day and go upstairs.

It doesn't matter if he is at home, he can go and pick it up, but if he goes out on a mission later, Shanshan will have to pick it up, and he feels bad.

"It's still under discussion. There are no kitchens or bathrooms in the houses right now. If they are to be installed, they will be installed somewhere in the corridor. They will not be installed in every household."

"I don't ask for anything else, just one tap on each floor. At least we don't have to go to the well to fetch water."

"How can an idea like Lao Li's that benefits everyone be approved by the higher-ups? In the past, if you wanted to change something, you had to apply for it for several months."

"You have to thank your sister-in-law for her contribution."

"Sister-in-law, you didn't bring up this idea with Master Li, did you?"

"no."

"I'll keep it a secret for now. You'll know by tomorrow noon at the latest."

"Ah, can't you tell me now? It will affect my sleep tonight."

"No, just bear with it."

When they got up and prepared to go home, Xiaobai was still begging to tell him the news in advance, but Yan Ziyuan would not tolerate her and pulled Song Fuyu downstairs and left.

"Haha, he wouldn't really be unable to sleep all night, right?"

"Don't worry, it's impossible. This kid sleeps very well and falls asleep in seconds after he goes to bed."

After returning home, she asked Yan Ziyuan to boil water for her bath, and she went to Li's house.

"Aunt Yan, come and eat the mango, it's delicious."

Seeing her come in, Xiaozheng immediately stood up and took her to eat fruit.

"Aunt Yan, do you want to eat pineapple? If you want, I'll ask Dad to cut it for you."

"I just finished my meal and can't eat anything else. You eat it."

"Don't you like pineapples? They're delicious. I love them so much."

"Don't tempt your Aunt Yan to say that she wants to eat pineapple. We can only eat mango tonight, and save the pineapple for tomorrow!"

"Hey~ okay~~"

"Young man, don't sigh. Aunt Yan will make dried pineapples for you and your sister when you are on holiday."

During the time she was in Guangzhou, Yan Ziyuan did not go on any missions. He finally took the time to build a kang for the house and made an earthen oven for her.

"Dried pineapple? The dried kind?"

"Yes."

"Then there's no water in it? Will it still taste sour and sweet?"

"Come to my house on Sunday and I'll teach you how to make it. You'll know what it tastes like when you try it."

"good!"

"Mom, what day is it today? When will Sunday come?"

He's already looking forward to it.

"Today is Wednesday, and the day after tomorrow is Sunday."

"Mom, remember to remind me on Sunday~"

"Don't worry, during the holidays, besides playing in the sandbox over at the tube building, you will only go to your Aunt Yan's house or Aunt Huang's house next door."

After amusing Xiaozheng, Liu Aihua went to the room and gave this month's registration form to Song Fuyu, and briefly relayed to her the situation summarized by Wu Danniu.

This month, the salary of the embroidery group has become the same as that of the sewing group. In the following period of time, the income of the two groups should be similar. After that, it is hard to say. Embroidery will definitely surpass simple sewing... She must find a way to improve the competitiveness of sewing.

When he got home, he took out the next day's salary and instructed Yan Ziyuan to divide it into small packages. On top of the salary, he also added a mid-year bonus for everyone.

"Wife, with such a high salary, I want to be with you."

"Then come on, I'll hire you as my personal assistant."

"Help you with everything?"

"Not only that... it also has a bed warmer..."

After satisfying his urge to talk, before Yan Ziyuan could react, Song Fuyu slipped out of the room with his clothes and ran towards the bathroom.

However, the speed was not fast enough and it was stopped halfway.

"Boss, I'm starting my trial work now..."

"No......"


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