I am happy to be a mother in my 80s, but the factory director’s wife is ruined

Chapter 32

Sang Qingping was speechless for a moment. She really dared to think!

He spoke with confidence, "With Xiaofeng here, won't there be people in the factory to support you?"

"Xi Zheng, a factory director, isn't enough to support me?" Can Sang Yu believe his lies?
"After all, he is not from the same family as us. Now he has two more children. How can he devote himself to you? Besides, wouldn't it be nice to have someone to watch over Xi Zheng for you?" They are all men. How could Sang Qingping not know about Xi Zheng? What's going on in your head?

"You also said that he doesn't have the same heart as me, so how can you be sure that he will listen to me?"

"If he doesn't listen, won't you think of a solution?" Sang Qingping slammed the table angrily, "How could I raise a daughter like you!"

"..."

It is simply that you will never look back until you hit the wall.

Sang Yu didn't know where he got the confidence. She thought Xi Zheng would definitely protect Liu Feng. She twitched her lips and said, "I can help you convey it. As for whether Xi Zheng can agree or not, I can't control it."

"It's almost there."

Seeing her compromise, Sang Qingping crossed his legs proudly, as if he had foreseen Liu Feng becoming the leader. When the time came, he, as an uncle, would be even more proud, and completely ignored Sang Yu's next words.

Sang Yu really couldn't stand his behavior and was about to leave when she heard another knock on the door outside.

A woman came with a child in her arms. There was a bucket of dirty clothes next to her. "Sister Xing, I leave these clothes to you. Remember to rub my son's clothes several times. He crawls on the ground all day long and is very dirty."

"Don't worry, I will definitely help you clean it up."

Xing Guilian accepted the money handed over by the other party and then closed the door.

When she turned around, she saw Sang Yu staring at her. Xing Guilian smiled uncomfortably, "What's wrong?"

"Do you do laundry for others?"

After Sang Yu finished speaking, a cold sneer came from the side, "I know it's embarrassing."

Sang Yu's tone was lazy, "As a man, it's embarrassing and conspicuous if you can't even support a family."

This sentence was like countless steel needles piercing Sang Qingping's heart. The latter's eyes widened, and the flesh on his face trembled. He subconsciously wanted to lose his temper, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xing Zhijun take two steps forward. Facing Sang Yu's cold gaze, Sang Qingping's chest heaved twice, and finally he kicked away the stool and slammed the door with a bang.

"Why do you need to be angry with your father?" Xing Guilian patted Sang Yu on the back, "I'm just idle at home, just passing the time."

"Anyway, if someone at home is making money, if it were me, I would feel free to go out and gamble."

"..."

After getting married, Sang Yu's mouth got worse and worse, and Xing Guilian didn't even know what to say in reply to her.

This is their husband and wife's business. Sang Yu shouldn't interfere too much, but she still needs to take care of what should be dealt with. "I told you last time that I can't make the final decision on Xi Zheng's affairs. Didn't you tell them? ?”

Xing Guilian was also in a dilemma, "Your aunt brought Xiaofeng over two days ago. She had some wine with your father and said a lot of good things. Your father made a promise in person, and then he wanted to go and find you in person."

Unexpectedly, Sang Yu happened to come over today.

"..." Is it hereditary that the original owner has good face?

"Godmother, if you are short of money, just tell me, I have already received my salary."

Xing Zhijun was about to rummage in his pockets as he spoke, but Xing Guilian quickly stopped him, "You keep your money for yourself, why should you give it to me? Although your father is not working now, he still receives some subsidies every month, which is enough for our family. , put it away quickly, I have to get a wife in the future."

A wry smile appeared on Xing Zhijun's lips, "Who is willing to marry me?"

"You are no worse than others, so why is there no one to marry you? I will find one for you when my godmother has time." Xing Guilian was quite emotional, "I haven't done anything for you since I was a child, and you finally came to join me. Me, forget it if I can’t help you, your godfather still wants to drive you away... When I think about this, I feel uncomfortable. "

"It's okay, godmother, I'm pretty good at my job now. I was the one who was rude in the first place." Under Xing Zhijun's comfort, Xing Guilian slowly regained her composure, and then she remembered to ask them, "Why did you two come here together?" Already?"

"I met it on the road." Sang Yu not only couldn't talk about the cooling oil, but also had to sell it miserably. "I don't have a job now, and I don't have much money on hand. I won't be able to come here often in the future. You must remember to take care of yourself."

Xing Guilian still didn't know about Sang Yu's unemployment, "Then you have a good job, why don't you quit?"

"I don't want to go, and my family doesn't need my salary."

Sang Yu said it lightly, but Xing Guilian frowned, "Then you plan to rely on Xi Zheng to support you?"

"Can't you?"

"It is said that women can hold up half the sky. You have to know that it is not that easy to ask for money."

Even if Xi Zheng has no objection now, it will inevitably lead to dissatisfaction over time. Xing Guilian has the best say on this point, "Weren't you still anxious to go to work before?"

Sang Yu knew that she was doing it for her own good, but she didn't care about it on the surface, "I've never worked before. If I had known it was so tiring, I wouldn't have gone."

"You..."

Xing Guilian didn't know what to say to her.

Sang Yu stood up and said, "Mom, if there's nothing else to do, I'll leave first."

"Don't you want to stay for lunch?"

"Don't you still have to do the laundry?" Sang Yu was worried about the cooling oil and had no time to waste time here. "Besides, Brother Zhijun also needs to go back to rest."

"What does it matter? You can just sleep at home, and it won't take long to wash clothes... Wenli will also need to eat when she comes back later."

"School is over so early?"

"Have you forgotten? The college entrance examination is tomorrow. Those senior high school students have to get familiar with the examination room in the afternoon. They have a holiday after cleaning the classroom."

"...Won't you let her help with cooking?" Sang Yu still felt a little sorry for Xing Guilian.

"How can Wenli cook?"

"She can't cook?" Then who was the one who showed off her skills at the Xi family last time?

"Wenli only cooks noodles at most. It's not like you don't know. I just do it conveniently."

Because she was reluctant to let Wenli cook, Sang Yu often lost her temper in the past. Xing Guilian thought she was going to make an argument about this again, so she spoke softly.

But the more Sang Yu thought about it, the more suspicious she became. Let’s not talk about Sang Wenli’s cooking skills. Given the conditions of the Sang family, they couldn’t eat a few big fish and meats a year. How did Sang Wenli cook a large table of dishes that day?

Could it be that the other party also traveled through time?
……

"Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you?" When he got downstairs, Xing Zhijun saw that her face was not very good and he was a little worried.

"It's hot." Sang Yu fanned herself with her hand.

"So you really don't want to go to work?"

"Let's talk about it later."

Sang Yu didn't even know how long she could live, what kind of job she would have, and she wouldn't even receive a pension.

Xing Zhijun lowered his head and took out two bills. "This is the salary I just received. Here it is for you."

(End of this chapter)