Chapter 91

Seeing Jiang Zhimian coming out, everyone became excited.

"Mianmian, can we go back? I haven't fed the pigs tonight!" Sister Li asked.

Jiang Zhimian nodded, and was a little puzzled, "Aunt Li, didn't you just finish your work before it was dark? Why haven't you left yet?"

Sister Li looked serious, "You didn't let me go."

The banker who paid the wages didn't say anything, how could she dare to leave?
Jiang Zhimian couldn't laugh or cry.

Seeing that everyone is like this, we have to make another rule.

"In the future, as long as the things I arranged are finished, you can go home and do your own work, or if you suddenly have something to do, you can also do your own work first, just ask others to help you."

It's a small workshop, when the work can be completed, the most important thing is a harmonious atmosphere.

It doesn't make much sense to engage in so many clauses.

When everyone heard this, they all became happy, and went home in twos and threes.

Jiang Zhimian doesn't give them much work, and they can finish it in an hour every day, and in the rest of the time, they can go home to feed the chickens and pigs, and go to the fields to cook.

It is equivalent to making money without delaying the original farm work and housework.

Rounding up is picking up money for nothing!
Mom, Mianmian is too good!

When everyone was about to leave, Zhu Ruyi's dinner would be ready.

Stir-fried wild vegetables with bacon, plus a large pot of sorghum porridge with corn dregs, it is simply delicious.

Liu Qiaoer sat down on the seat closest to the fried wild vegetables with bacon, with her hands on her hips, "Oh, I'm so exhausted, mother, it turns out that it's so hard to teach others to work, and it's so hard for me to make my chest stick to my back, tonight I can eat three bowls!"

Mrs. Jiang glared at her and sneered, "See if you can bear it, and you are ashamed to show off after doing such a small job. Ruyi stood beside the iron pot for a whole day, tired and hot, and went to make dinner, has anyone said anything?" ?”

"I... isn't my work a waste of eyes?" Liu Qiaoer argued in a low voice.

Mrs. Jiang asked again, "Feiyan, what's the matter with your stomach? Did you pick out your belly button?"

"Ahem," Jiang old man knocked on the dry pipe, "Okay, don't say a few words, now the big guys are working in our house, don't let them see the jokes at home."

After a pause, he added, "Let's eat, the bacon tastes better when it's hot."

Mrs. Jiang gave up and began to divide the meat.

As usual, Jiang Zhimian had the most, but no one had any objections.

Even Liu Qiaoer, who is always small-minded, agrees with both hands and feet.

If it wasn't for Jiang Zhimian, how could she get so much money and eat fried bacon?

I can't help but feel a little envious of Jiang Laosan.

He is the only daughter in the family who is so promising.

It would be great if her belly could live up to her expectations and give birth to a daughter.

Don't say you have to be as powerful as Jiang Zhimian, even half of it!

Thinking about this matter in her heart, when she returned to the house at night, Liu Qiaoer restlessly went to unbutton Jiang's mandarin jacket.

Second Jiang was shocked, "What are you doing, it's late at night, go to bed quickly, the two children have to go to private school tomorrow morning, what if they wake up."

Liu Qiao'er just smiled, "Then let's keep our voices down, I've thought about it, I've thought about it, we are young and have some money on hand, how about another one? I'll give you a daughter!"

"How did you figure it out? Didn't you always say that your daughter is not good?" Jiang Er Er asked curiously.

"Of course my daughter is good. Look at the third child. With Mianmian, I will enjoy the blessings in the future. How wonderful!" Liu Qiaoer said.

(End of this chapter)

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