Mr. Wang coughed twice and took out a black brick-like object from his bag.
"Xiao Li said that Auntie likes peace and quiet, so I specially brought a mobile phone so that she can call us anytime if she wants to contact us."
He pressed the button on the side, and the thing emitted a piercing "beep beep" sound.
Lin Li finally stopped what she was doing, straightened up and looked at them.
Her gaze swept over Boss Wang's gleaming crocodile leather shoes, and she snorted coldly.
“I remember we signed a letter of severance, so don’t try to curry favor with me, I don’t need it.”
After saying that, he turned around, picked up the bucket from the corner of the wall, and walked towards the well.
"mom!"
Lin Xiaomei chased after her and tried to grab her arm, but Boss Wang held her back.
Boss Wang squinted as he surveyed the yard, a disdainful smirk playing on his lips.
“I think this dilapidated courtyard needs to be renovated. I’ll have someone come and turn it into a Western-style house, install a bathtub for Auntie, and buy her a color TV.”
"Mr. Wang, you're too kind!"
Lin Xiaomei immediately beamed and deliberately raised her voice.
“My mom is old-fashioned and always thinks these old things are precious. Unlike my third brother, who spends all his time in the village. What kind of future can he have? I bet he’s never even set foot in the port city.”
No sooner had he finished speaking than the gate was pushed open again, and Lin Laosan rushed in with two little ones, who were enveloped in the cold air.
Lin Laosan walked at the front, carrying an empty snakeskin bag. He was wearing an old military green cotton-padded jacket, and his ears, which were red from the cold, were still covered with snowflakes.
Lin Hu and Lin Yao followed behind. The oil paper packages in the hands of the two nephews were a little deflated, but steam still escaped from the cracks in the paper.
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