"Come on, I'll accompany you." Qiao Hong pulled Qiao Mo and took her to her former boudoir.
Qiao Mo lay down on the bed fully dressed, and reached out to pull Qiao Hong to the bed as well: "Stay with me for a while, it's been more than two hours, it's time for us to get intimate."
"I still have to help my mother wash the dishes." Qiao Hong struggled to get up.
"There's still an afternoon left. Why don't you take a shower later?" Qiao Mo pinched her gently, and Qiao Hong lay down weakly. She yawned twice and fell asleep in a daze.
Qiao Mo helped her take off her coat and sweater, tugged at her autumn clothes, hesitated for a moment, and still didn't take them off. He helped her to get into position, and kindly covered her with a quilt before quietly going out.
At this time, the men were still bragging in the living room. Zhang Meiyu thought of Qiao Hong's company, so she went to the kitchen to busy herself. Qiao Mo slipped out while no one was paying attention.
"Auntie Wang, why don't you have a lunch break?" Qiao Mo saw Auntie Wang next door sitting at the door knitting a sweater, so he greeted her with a smile.
"The days are short in winter, so there's no need to take a nap. Qiao Mo, have you finished your meal and are you ready to go out?" Aunt Wang looked at Qiao Mo and smiled.
"I'm glad to see you. I haven't been here for a long time. The textile factory has changed a lot." Qiao Mo said, pointing to the newly built staff dormitories in front.
"The performance of these two factories is pretty good. They have built several new dormitories for employees, but this cannot solve the housing problem of the small number of employees." Aunt Wang said proudly. Because of the new dormitories for employees, her eldest son was also allocated a one-bedroom apartment. Although it is a bit small, at least he does not have to squeeze with them.
"That's great." Qiao Mo nodded. The textile factory was a large one with several thousand employees. It had been doing well over the years. According to historical trends, it should be able to thrive into the 1990s. "Auntie Wang, you're busy. I'll go check out the school for the children of the children."
"Go, go." Aunt Wang thought she was going to the toilet, so she left happily.
The sun was shining brightly that day, and since it was Sunday, many people were sitting outside their homes, doing handicrafts and chatting with their neighbors. Qiao Mo greeted everyone while heading towards the children's school.
"Qiao Mo was admitted to university. I didn't expect that she would come to see her uncle." Someone said, looking at her back.
"This child takes after her father, she's kind and honest. If it were someone else, how could she possibly continue to associate with them when Qiao Chenglin and his wife mistreat her so much, snatching away her work quotas and nearly driving her to death?"
"Honest people always suffer losses. Zhang Meiyu and Qiao Chenglin are not easy to deal with. If she is controlled by them again, she will have to endure a lot of suffering in her life." Someone shook his head and said.
"Probably not. She's a smart kid. Besides, she's going to college in a couple of months and will definitely live on campus. Qiao Chenglin won't have a chance to control her."
"Old Yang is right. Qiao Mo is a college student and will soon be an adult. He doesn't need any guardian. How could he be so foolish as to allow himself to be bullied?" someone agreed.
"But Zhang Meiyu won't let her go easily. These past few days, she's been saying that Qiao Mo has no conscience, saying that they've raised her for more than two years, and she didn't come to see them even after coming from the countryside. From her tone, it seems she wants to keep Qiao Mo living at home and work like a slave for them." Someone curled their lips.
"They support Qiao Mo? Only Zhang Meiyu would have the nerve to say that. Qiao Mo's martyr's family allowance and rent are enough to support their family. They are not satisfied with all the benefits they have received. In the end, they not only snatched her work quota, but also sent her to the countryside. They are just short of eating Qiao Mo up. How can they have the face to see Qiao Chengsong when they are a hundred years old if they treat their own niece like this?" Someone said disdainfully.
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