Chapter 81 Are you not scared?
"I, a technician, may be laid off, and you, the deputy factory director" will also be laid off? In theory, no matter how many intellectuals come to the factory, it will not affect him. Wang Yong was puzzled.

"You won't be laid off, but you may be the deputy factory director for life." There's no way to get promoted. Xu Muchuan said in a deep voice.

Wang Yong understood immediately that Xu Muchuan had no intention of being just a deputy factory director, and he admired his courage from the bottom of his heart.

"Brother, I will follow you for the rest of my life. I will do whatever you tell me to do! Take the exam! Let's take the college entrance exam together!"

Wang Yong instantly became full of energy! For the sake of his family! ! Fight hard! ! !

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Shen Qingli and Xu Muchuan had just moved into the small courtyard they rented next to the dance hall when their parents-in-law arrived with plenty of "ingredients".

There were all kinds of chicken, duck, fish and meat. The eggs were put into a bucket and Xu Muchuan was going to put it in the kitchen. The moment he lifted it up, his arm muscles tensed up and veins bulged. The bucket was very heavy.

It's hard to imagine how his father carried the bucket here? There were also chickens, ducks, fish and meat, which were not light.

"Dad, there's a farmer's market nearby. They sell everything. You don't have to bring it from home. It's too heavy."

Shen Qingli felt very uncomfortable when she saw her parents-in-law were sweating profusely and their clothes were soaked with sweat.

"The ones sold outside are definitely not as good as those at home." Zhao Lanxia sat down next to her daughter-in-law to rest. "Last time, your aunt told me that the old hens sold at the nearby farmers' market are too tough. They have been raised for many years and don't lay eggs. They are not tasty at all. This is a hen in our house that still lays eggs."

"And these eggs. I heard that the eggs sold in the county are laid by chickens that are fed with feed. They are not very nutritious. This time I brought you duck eggs, chicken eggs, and goose eggs."

Zhao Lanxia said with a smile, "After we finish eating the chickens and ducks at home, I will ask your father to go to their house in the village to buy some!" The daughter-in-law must not be left without food!

"Thank you, Mom." Shen Qingli had never been treated like this before. The love and care that she didn't get from her biological father Shen Fu was made felt by her father-in-law and mother-in-law!

Shen Qingli knew that her parents-in-law had been very good to her before she became pregnant, and they treated her even better after she became pregnant.

For a girl, marrying the right person is really like a second life.

"Silly child, why bother saying thank you? Even if I really want to thank you, it should be "thank you for your hard work in bringing us a baby!"

Zhao Lanxia raised her hand to pat the back of Shen Qingli's hand, but noticed that her hands were dirty, so she quickly stood up and washed them.

The chickens and ducks were still in the bags, with holes left around them so they could breathe.

Father Xu looked around the courtyard. It was nice and clean.

Moreover, it is close to the dance hall, and Qingli can just walk two steps to the store.

Xu Muchuan came out of the kitchen and brought a stool for his father to sit on.

"Mom and Dad, you will live in the west room from now on, and Muchuan and I will live in the east room." Shen Qingli saw that her parents-in-law didn't bring any luggage this time, and guessed that they didn't plan to stay and would go back in the afternoon.

"Okay, I'll come in a while." Zhao Lanxia shook off the water droplets on her hands and said, "This year's cotton has come in. I don't think the cotton in our fields is very good. I'll look for someone who has good cotton in the next few days and buy some from them so that I can make quilts for our two eldest grandchildren."

Shen Qingli smiled and said, "I bought two pieces of cloth. My aunt said she would make it when the cotton comes down this year."

"Your aunt and I did it together. My eyesight isn't very good now," Zhao Lanxia couldn't help but sigh, "I'm getting old."

"You are about to have your grandchildren, how can you not get old?" Father Xu said from the side.

Zhao Lanxia didn't like what he said, and glared at him angrily, "You are so stupid, why don't you praise me for my youth?"

"I praise you for your youth, but your age is there, and I can't make you young again."

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."

"The mouth is for talking. Not talking can suffocate people to death."

"..." Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel, Shen Qingli interrupted softly, "Mom, I want to eat the dumplings you made." "Okay!" Zhao Lanxia no longer had the heart to quarrel with Lao Xu. Her daughter-in-law was the most important.

After a while, Zhao Lanmei came over, sat down and started making dumplings.

"Xiaomei, you're divorced now. What are your plans next?" Zhao Lanxia asked tentatively.

Zhao Lanmei knew it was to urge marriage as soon as she heard it, and smiled bitterly, "Sister, I'm already this age, what else am I looking for?"

"Not looking for him anymore? Are you going to live alone for the rest of your life?" Zhao Lanxia disagreed.

Better to find a suitable one.

"Mom, of course there are suitable ones, it just depends on whether we are destined to be together." Shen Qingli pulled the corner of her mouth slightly, "Take your time, don't be impatient."

"Qingli is right. I think my life is pretty good now. I earn my own money and spend it myself." Zhao Lanmei's smile was bitter. "Besides, you know my health condition. Who would want to marry a useless person?"

If you don't plan to have children after marriage, the man will definitely not agree. Or if he already has children, you will become his stepmother if you marry him.

Although Zhao Lanmei has never given birth to a child herself, she knows how difficult it is to be a stepmother.

She has no plans in this regard at the moment.

"Aunt, the fact that you two don't have children doesn't necessarily mean you can't have children. It's probably the man's problem."

Zhao Lanmei knew Qingli was trying to comfort her, so she smiled and changed the subject, "What's happening in the village lately?"

"It's really a rare thing!"

Zhao Lanxia said, "Wasn't Song Housheng arrested some time ago? He's fine now. He's even the manager of the pig farm!"

The smile on Shen Qingli's lips froze. Does Song Housheng have the ability to escape from trouble?
Or, what did Shen Weiwei do?
"With him as the store manager, I don't think anyone would dare to buy their pork." Who would dare to joke about their health if their integrity is questionable? Zhao Lanmei shook her head, "Anyway, I definitely won't buy it."

"Didn't Shen Fu owe a lot of money some time ago? I don't know what happened, but he seems to be rich again." Not only did he pay off his debts, but he also ate meat and drank wine at home all day long, living a more comfortable life than anyone else.

Zhao Lanxia looked at her daughter-in-law and saw that she seemed a little unhappy, so she didn't continue.

Shen Qingli's eyes flickered. There really was something going on!

After lunch, the dance hall officially opened.

Song Housheng is here.

Shen Qingli saw that he was now wearing an old-style Zhongshan suit, with his hair combed meticulously, and hatred appeared in his eyes.
This look reminded her of the unpleasant experiences in her previous life.

Song Housheng was a field manager in his previous life, and he was dressed like this now.

Shen Qing pursed her lips and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Qingli, thank you for treating me to noodles last time. I'm here today to pay you back."

After saying that, Song Housheng gave her the money.

Shen Qingli: "..." What does Song Housheng mean? Doesn't he know that last time he didn't invite him to eat noodles at all, but wanted to send him in?

Song Housheng looked at her with tenderness in his eyes.

"Were you not frightened that day?"

Shen Qingli raised her eyebrows, "..."

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