A piece of paper

The heated discussion around Lai Gebao, the old and the young, surpassed the delicious mapo tofu, spicy black bean burrito, egg flower spring onion cake, and became the last memory of Xianjin's meal.

How come there are so many Lai Gebao!

She is dreaming tonight, and it may be Lai Gebao in her dream!

Lai Gebao die!
Xian Jin was tired and numb.

Chen Jianfang caught a glimpse of Xian Jin's expression, turned his eyes and pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes secretly falling on Xian Jin's body, like a piece of soft and silky satin.

Qiao Hui rolled his eyes, smiled and called the fat girl over, and then asked Xian Jin, "Have you written the paper for "Wei Zheng"?"

The voice cut off Chen Jianfang's silky gaze.

Speaking of homework, Xian Jin is not sleepy.

"No!" Xian Jin wailed quickly, "I don't understand, I really don't understand! When will the head of the mountain come back?"

When the head of the mountain came back, it was the day of the dead line.

It's not so much a dead line, it's better to say it's the time of death.

She couldn't help but wonder, what curious words would the guide use after training to diss her fragile soul?
——I really look forward to it!

Xian Jin looked up to the sky and screamed.

"No." Qiao Hui spread his hands, "It was said to be back in July and August, but now it's September, and I don't believe it at all. I just made the paper and asked Baozhu to bring it to you tomorrow to have a look?"

Xian Jin waved his hands again and again, "Don't, don't, I'm afraid after reading your paper, I'm full of your opinion."

He said very tragically, "No matter how badly I write, it is still my own garbage."

Qiao Hui "humph hum" laughed out loud.

The smile on the corner of Chen Jianfang's mouth was gradually wiped away, and he turned his head slightly away—for some reason, he always felt that Xianjin and Baoyuan were very similar.

This is strange.

Two very different people, one from a good background and smooth sailing, the other in an embarrassing position and full of ups and downs, but the two people give people a very unified impression-both have a compassionate heart, a vigorous self-motivated heart, and a strong sense of self-motivation. There is arrogance hidden in the bones.

Yes, everyone thinks that Xian Jin who talks and laughs is the most amiable.

However, he often noticed that Xian Jin's arrogance was deeply hidden under that smiling face.

When this girl is not smiling, her eyebrows are very shallow and raised slightly, making her look very cold.

It just so happens that Qiao Hui's arrogance is well-known and known to everyone.

Chen Jianfang smiled wryly in his heart, he seemed to be easily attracted to such people.

He is good at standing on the sidelines of the bystander, seeing such a person in high spirits, as if he himself is enjoying this kind of life.

Just like the fleas under the fine clothes and the beetles under the grandeur, they all hide in the cracks and breathe heavily, the smell called freedom that he and she exudes.

A slight stabbing pain flashed across Chen Jianfang's heart, making him look away slightly.

According to the bear girl's idea, Xian Jin posted a big invitation card at the door, but there were four or five women applying for the job, so Xian Jin moved a set of tables and stools and sat in the inner room. Let's meet together.

Two of them are not bad, and the sister-in-law of a man in the family who manages the village in the suburbs is not bad, she moves smoothly, speaks neatly, and can even write a few strokes.

Xian Jin had high hopes for her, and after asking a few routine questions, he put a tick next to her name with a soft pen, and asked, "Can your family allow you to come out to work? Our shop opens in the morning. It is only closed at night, and although the salary is high, but the working hours are long, it is inevitable that I can’t take care of my family.”

The little sister-in-law was taken aback, and asked, "How early is the morning? How late is the evening?"

"It opens at Sishi and closes at Youshi."

It is basically "976", and it is naturally the younger brother compared with later generations, but in the current horizontal comparison, this working hour is already counted as a roll in the roll.

Therefore, Xianjin paid enough salary.

I don't ask the employees to take charge of the company, but I just ask the employees not to stab her in the back and call her a black-hearted capitalist.

The little sister-in-law hesitated a little, "...That won't work, I will go back to cook for the man at night."

"It's okay to get up early in the morning. I can get up at the end of Yinshi to make soup for the man and steamed buns for the child, but if I go back late at night, the man, three children and in-laws will have nothing to eat."

Get up at 05:30 to make soup for men?

If you go back late, your in-laws, men and children will have nothing to eat. Then when you are not married, the family will not eat?

So, this is a group of elves who survive by drinking dew and eating sunlight?

Xianjin is a little numb.

The little sister-in-law was not finished yet, she glanced at the dignified and elegant girls and grandmas drinking tea in the inner hall, and lowered her voice, "It's noon, these girls don't go home to serve men and in-laws, but drink tea here to avoid laziness No matter whether his family has money or not, he will always be beaten when he goes back!"

Xian Jin didn't understand, but was shocked.

The little sister-in-law lowered her voice when she was talking about excitement, "I just watched it, and this group of ladies all scored six steps while drinking tea—you said there are no men here, who are they acting for?"

Xian Jin silently lowered his head and put a cross next to his sister-in-law's name.

What is there to say?

Others can ride on your back because you bent down first.

It's not your fault that you feel sorry for a man.

As long as you let go of the plot of helping others, the world will be full of respect and blessings.

But you should not arbitrarily jump to conclusions about people and things you don't understand, and make the worst guesses. This is not good.

It was not until closing time that the store ushered in the last two job seekers of the day.

One of them was an acquaintance.

"Aunt Du's family!"

Xian Jin stood behind the counter and saw a figure poking his head in the porch, and when he heard Xian Jin's unmistakable call, the figure walked out blushingly and stood under the light.

There was also a young woman with her head bowed, her head bowed, and she followed Aunt Du's step by step.

Damn Du Junning!
I brought my son to Chen Ji earlier to express my thanks!

Xian Jin has a good impression and perception of her.

Xian Jin hurried around to the counter, was pleasantly surprised, poured her a cup of tea, and poured tea for the young woman next to her as well.

The young woman had a fair face and a slender figure. Although she looked a little tired, she had neat teeth, smooth skin, and black hair. She didn't seem to be from a poor family.

Xian Jin sized him up for a while, then looked away, and said with a smile, "Aunt Du, why are you here?"

Aunt Du smiled, showing six teeth, "Little Zai Er said that your new shop is recruiting people, where am I not doing it? The printing and dyeing workshop costs clothes, and every time I go home, my clothes and Xiao Zai Er's clothes are washed together. He also dyed his school uniform red, orange, yellow and green—he changed two or three sets of school uniforms!"

"It's better with you. They say you have books here."

Xian Jin was very satisfied, but he was also afraid that Aunt Du would go back to cook for Zaier at night, so he explained the difficulty first, "The shop closes at You at night, which is a bit late in time, but our salary is not low, you When you come in, there are no bars on your sleeves, one and a half taels of silver a month, and when you have been working for half a year and you have stitched a band on your sleeves, your salary will be two taels of silver."

This is not a pie.

This is a normal pre-employment talk about salary increases.

Aunt Du clicked her tongue.

This is more than twice as high as the printing and dyeing workshop!
Aunt Du's heart was agitated, she nodded again and again, and said, "I don't have to worry about being late at work. If you work hard, you can use your strength. If you come out to support your family, you don't need to work hard."

Xian Jin asked, "Aren't you going back to cook for Du Junning?"

Aunt Du looked puzzled, "It's not easy for my old lady to come out to make money. It will be easy for him not to wait on my old lady after school! If I still have the strength, I can just chop wood and light a fire and do something casually. Whatever he has, he can eat it!"

Yesterday, the cub ate dried shallots and salted cabbage.

There are only a few dried onions left in the field, but there are a lot of salted cabbage in the pot-it is clean and hygienic, and there is no other harm except that it is unpalatable.

What do you guys want to eat so deliciously?

Is it okay if it is not bad to eat?
Seeing the incredulous expression on Aunt Du's face, Xian Jin ticked off her name.

Eyes turned to the young woman who had come with her.

"What about you? Do you have any requirements for working hours?"

The young woman stood in front of the solid wood counter, frowned a little suspiciously, and shook her head quickly after realizing it, "No request, no request! There is only one young child in my family who is less than two years old, and my parents help take care of it. I...I can Long work!"

A meal of gold.

Is it a widow?

Look at this woman wearing a goose yellow single skirt and a light red single shirt.

It takes three years to keep filial piety for a husband, but the youngest son is less than two years old. It really doesn't look like filial piety.

"Where's your husband?" Xian Jin asked.

The young woman looked at the unrecognizable lobby of the shop, with tears in her eyes, but her tone was very decisive, "Run away! I don't know where! Just treat him as dead!"