The weather has been nice recently, so Song Yuehua specially made snacks for the two treasures at home.
Song Yuehua couldn't remember the overly complicated ones, but red bean cake and mung bean cake were relatively simple and could be made.
Soaking, steaming, and then frying, as long as you control the heat well, it will not fail.
As for the mold, there is no need to customize it. After all, you are going to eat it at home. You can find a few bamboo tubes, split them in half, press them into a cylindrical shape, and then cut them into pieces. It will also look good.
Just as the family was happily eating cakes and drinking tea, Liu Shanpao from the village came over and said that something happened in Dongshan.
Song Yuehua asked Tian to look after the two treasures while she went over to take a look.
On the way there, Liu Shanpao said that it was Wen Xiaohua's family who were causing trouble in Dongshan.
Wen Xiaohua? Isn't that someone from the compound?
Today, Liu Xue and Tan Xiuxiu went to the county town to buy rice bran. No wonder it was Liu Shanpao who came to call them.
When Song Yuehua arrived, a fierce-looking woman was sitting in the middle of the cotton field, rolling on the ground and crying, "How can you be a mother like you! Your child is almost starving to death, but you still hold a lot of money and refuse to let go. How can you be so cruel!"
"People like you will never have a good death! You can't even ignore your own son! You must be looking for a stranger. God is watching you. Just wait to be struck by lightning..."
Seeing Song Yuehua coming, Zhou Dafu glared at Liu Shanpao and said, "Boss, this is Wen Xiaocao's mother-in-law."
"Where is Wen Xiaohua?" Song Yuehua asked.
Zhou Dafu pointed, and Song Yuehua saw Wen Xiaocao squatting there holding a skinny, ragged little boy with red eyes.
"I don't know where this woman heard that Wen Xiaohua made money working as a farmhand in Dongshan, so she came here with her child to ask for money," said Zhou Dafu.
"Have you given it?" Song Yuehua asked.
"Not yet," Zhou Dafu said, "Wen Xiaohua's husband had an affair with a woman outside, and he divorced her and kicked her out. The child they left behind is a boy, and she was reluctant to give him away, but she couldn't raise him well herself."
"The main reason is that if a woman from outside comes in, there will be no good life for the ex-wife and children. Wen Xiaocao now wants to bring the child to live with him, otherwise he won't give her a penny."
This old woman's demeanor is comparable to that of Old Lady Song.
Song Yuehua whispered a few words to Zhou Dafu, then stepped aside and said nothing.
Sometimes it is not necessarily a good thing for the boss to step in, as it may give these people room to act rashly.
Zhou Dafu said to the old woman, "Aunt Wei, I'm the manager of this area. If you have anything to say, you can tell me. If you don't mind, it's time for dinner. How about going to the kitchen to have a bowl of shredded pork noodles together?"
Shredded pork noodles? Mrs. Wei swallowed her saliva when she heard it. She really wanted to eat noodles, but she was afraid of spoiling the deal.
Zhou Dafu seemed to know what she was thinking, and said, "Take Xiaohua with you. If there is anything, we can talk while we eat. It won't delay us."
Mrs. Wei got up quickly and said to Zhou Dafu, "You lead the way!"
Song Yuehua was very impressed by the actor's flexible acting skills.
Zhou Dafu shouted to the farmhands who were watching the fun, "Go back to work."
The farmhands soon dispersed.
Zhou Dafu brought a few people to the compound.
As soon as she entered the yard, Mrs. Wei rolled her eyes, feeling sour, "Wen Xiaohua, is this where you live?"
"No, this is where Manager Liu lives." Wen Xiaohua replied.
When she heard that Wen Xiaohua did not live here, Mrs. Wei felt a lot more relieved.
Zhou Dafu asked Granny Lan to prepare a few bowls of noodles, and taking this opportunity, they sat face to face in the hall.
"Wen Xiaohua, I was the one who recruited you here. Although I sympathize with you, your family affairs always affect your work. Your employer will definitely not agree." Zhou Dafu ignored Mrs. Wei and spoke to Wen Xiaohua.
When it comes to the job at Dongshan, Wen Xiaohua becomes nervous. She knows in her heart that she will never find a good employer in her lifetime. "Manager Zhou, please ask for mercy on my behalf. I can solve the problem quickly. I promise that it will not affect the job."
Mrs. Wei at the side also heard it. The manager looked smiling, but he wanted to fire people as soon as he came. If Wen Xiaohua lost her job, who would she ask for money from?
Zhou Dafu asked, "How are you going to solve this problem? Aunt Wei can't afford to raise a child, and she comes here to make trouble every day. Not only can the boss not handle it, but I can't handle it either."
Wen Xiaohua was in a dilemma for a while. She wanted to raise the child by herself, but she had to work. If she didn't work, she and the child would starve to death. If she gave the money to her husband's family, she was afraid that not a penny would go to the child. It would be no different from throwing the money into the water.
"I can plead for you at the Dongjia School." Zhou Dafu stopped there.
Wen Xiaohua's eyes lit up. She of course knew that the school in the village belonged to the owner.
A few times when I passed by, I could see the red brick and white walls inside through the crack in the door. The windowsills were bright and clean, and I could hear the sound of reading aloud.
Originally, this was a place she had never dared to think about. Later, when she had saved some money, she also thought about taking Xiaofeng under her wing to study. She went back during her vacation, but before she even entered the door, she was kicked out by the Wei family.
Manager Zhou said he would plead for her, but she didn't know how to do it. She was willing to work for free as long as her children could go to school and have enough food to eat.
Wei Feng on the side held Wen Xiaohua's hand tightly.
Wen Xiaohua seemed to have gained confidence, and said to Mrs. Wei, "Mom, please sell the child to me!"
Mrs. Wei immediately refused, "Impossible, Wei Feng is from my Wei family, why are you taking him away?"
It is true that she doesn't want Wei Feng to leave. The boy of the Wei family is only one reason. Mrs. Wei is not stupid either. Keeping Wei Feng is like having a cash cow that she can shake every month. She would never do such a stupid thing as a one-time buyout.
"Just name a price. I'll give you everything I have." Wen Xiaohua said heavily.
"I told you it's impossible!" Mrs. Wei stood up and said sternly, "My Wei family's eldest grandson is being raised by a person with a different surname. What the hell! Just send me money every month."
Wen Xiaohua fell to her knees and begged, "Mom! I beg you, that woman treats Xiaofeng badly, please let him follow me, his last name is Wei, can't you leave Xiaofeng a chance to live?"
"What do you mean?" Mrs. Wei was about to slap him, but fortunately Zhou Dafu stopped her.
"You mean we treat Xiaofeng badly and harshly? Who said that? Wei Feng, was it you who said that?" Mrs. Wei asked with her eyes wide open.
Wen Xiaohua shook her head desperately, not knowing what to say.
"Everyone, the noodles are ready." Song Yuehua brought over the noodles.
Just as Wen Xiaocao was about to call out to the boss, Zhou Dafu interrupted her and said, "Manager Liu, why did you deliver it in person?"
Song Yuehua smiled and said, "Since you are here, I have to entertain you."
Zhou Dafu took the bowl of noodles and said, "You are too polite."
Four bowls of noodles, one for each person. Song Yuehua said, "Eat first. If you don't eat the noodles, they will become clumpy."
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