Chapter 77

Jiang Chunyu's right eyelid twitched, and she instinctively wanted to refuse, but Aunt Jiang didn't give her a chance to speak.

"You see, Brother Zhengyang doesn't have a job at my house either. Can you give us your job in the textile factory?"

Afraid of Jiang Chunyu's rejection, Aunt Jiang quickly said, "Auntie, I can't let you suffer. You have helped us a lot in this matter. Both I and your brother will remember you well."

Jiang Chunyu raised his eyebrows and said word by word, "The job has been changed, otherwise how could I have changed to a food factory."

The smile on Aunt Jiang's face froze, and she said with a stern face, "We are all a family, and you don't want to help with such a big thing?"

Grandma Jiang was also venting her dissatisfaction, "I don't know who this child looks like. He is too independent. Even if he doesn't help you Zhengyang brother, there are two brothers in your uncle's family. One is a temporary worker and the other is unemployed."

"What you said is right. Not to mention my cousins, my own brothers don't even have this job."

Jiang Chunyu's lack of food and salt irritated Aunt Jiang. She had already guaranteed it at her husband's house. If she didn't succeed, her sister-in-law would definitely laugh her head off when she returned home.

"Little bastard, I'm giving you some face, don't you want it? I'm your sister, and you treat me like this? Did your dad agree? I'm going back to my parents' house as a guest, and it's natural for me to be treated like this every day."

Jiang Chunyu chuckled and said sarcastically, "Heaven's justice? Then I'll ask God if you are right."

Aunt Jiang was so angry that she pointed at Jiang Chunyu angrily and yelled, "Xiao Bei is a thief, a cousin of a girl, I am looking for you to give you face."

"It's a great honor, keep it to yourself."

The calmer Jiang Chunyu became, the more Aunt Jiang looked like a clown. While she was cursing and cursing, others were just eating.

Today, Dafang suffered a big loss in every aspect. Wang Cuilan always felt that Jiang Chunyu was very different from before.

She couldn't help but mention, "Chun Yu, why do you think your personality is so different from before?"

Jiang Chunyu didn't panic at all. Her personality was extremely different from that of her original owner. Ever since she generously terminated her engagement with Wang Zhihui, people would definitely ask about it.

"After things have happened, things will naturally be different."

Such pointed words completely shut up Wang Cuilan.

Aunt Jiang wanted to say something else, but her eyes rolled and she swallowed her words.

The person in the second room was unhappy. After all, he could have moved. Who would have thought that he would be happy for nothing.

After dinner in the evening, Jiang Chunyu and Jiang Xiaohui cleaned up for the night. The empty grocery room had been piled up by people in the yard in the past, and it was so full that there was no place to stay.

Jiang Chunyu sneezed due to the dust floating in the air, and quickly ran into the yard to breathe fresh air.

"Sister, don't come in. Now go find a piece of cloth and cover your face. I'll hand you what's inside."

Bamboo baskets, wooden frames, wooden barrels, spittoons, etc. Jiang Chunyu took out not only things from the big house, but also other people in the yard.

Although the house is small, it is an independent space anyway. Some people are dissatisfied with the Jiang family's second bedroom being able to get two separate rooms.

But Jiang Chunyu forcefully stuffed the things at their door without caring about their cold faces.

"Grandma Chen, this is your basket, put it away."

Grandma Chen narrowed her small focused eyes and looked at her with an evil look, "Little girl, you will bully us orphans and widowed mothers."

Grandma Chen lost her husband in middle age and her son in her later years, leaving only a daughter-in-law and two grandchildren to support her.

It is already difficult for two women to live with their children. Grandma Chen is afraid that her daughter-in-law will remarry, so she will give her job to her daughter-in-law, but she must keep the salary firmly in her hands.

"What Grandma Chen said is that your family is the richest in our compound. There are few people and a large space. You don't have to worry about housing shortages in the future." "Now that our family is divided, we just spend money to buy a house. Why? He became a very sinful person.”

"If Grandma Chen has any questions about Director Liu's decision, you can go to the neighborhood committee and raise it in person."

Jiang Chunyu pounded into Grandma Chen's ears word by word. She looked at Jiang Chunyu carefully and couldn't remember that this girl had been so talkative before.

"You are sharp-tongued, but be careful not to get married." Grandma Chen pursed her lips, stubbornly unwilling to admit defeat, and deliberately poked Jiang Chunyu's sore spot.

"I was honest before, but unfortunately my fiancé was also robbed. It shows that being honest is of no use. Now that I am so sharp-tongued that no one dares to bully me, it seems to be beneficial."

Jiang Chunyu seemed to be mocking himself, but when the moderately loud voice reached the ears of all the spectators, it changed into something else.

Some smart people will think that Jiang Chunyu is already working in the health room. Who doesn't have a headache, fever and noisy situation? It is not worth arguing with Jiang Chunyu over two shabby grocery rooms.

After Qin Caifeng divided the chefs in circles, she vowed to firmly hold the power of sharing the food in her hands.

There is a bowl of mixed rice in front of each person. The reddish-brown soup is diluted with a large amount of water, and the color is several layers lighter.

The others were vomiting and eating deliciously, but Jiang Chunyu was the only one looking at the rice in a daze.

Qin Caifeng raised her arm, and the top of the chopsticks made a crisp impact with Jiang Chunyu's rice bowl.

"What are you thinking about if you don't eat?"

Jiang Xiaohui swallowed the glutinous rice in her mouth, "I know, I know, my sister doesn't want to eat glutinous rice, she wants to eat big meat buns."

Qin Caifeng's chopsticks suddenly turned around and hit Jiang Xiaohui on the forehead.

"You look like a big meat bag to me."

Jiang Xiaohui rubbed her forehead and wailed, "Why is it always me who gets hurt? It would be okay if I were like a big meat bun. When I'm hungry, I can eat some minced meat. It's delicious."

Jiang Chunyu spent a long time mentally building up. Since he has come to this era, he must do as the locals do.

Isn't it just a rice soup? You can finish it in one go!

She let out a breath, picked up her rice bowl and swallowed the rice boldly.

The rice bowl crashed on the dining table, and Jiang Chunyu saw everyone else staring at her closely.

She frowned, "What are you looking at me doing?"

Qin Caifeng glared angrily, "The broth is so fragrant, but you still eat it so reluctantly. Are you being pretentious?"

Jiang Chunyu defended, "It's just so delicious that I ate it so fast."

Seeing what Qin Caifeng wanted to say, Jiang Chunyu quickly stood up and said, "It's almost too late for me to go to work, so I'll leave first."

Jiang Chunyu was panting while running all the way, so she wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Suddenly she remembered that she had forgotten to sign in using the system.

At this time, she had arrived at the gate of Meng Xiang, the steward of the courtyard.

Meng Xiangguo is a sixth-level fitter in a machinery factory. He has only two sons at home. He is in good condition, but his aunt is not very good and loves to take advantage of others.

Jiang Chunyu's eyes almost fell on the pork when he looked at his aunt, and she could still talk nonsense seriously.

(End of this chapter)

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