After being reborn as a widowed wife, she holds the supermarket space in her hands

The old woman's eyes widened in surprise, and she clicked her tongue secretly. There are such good people in this world?
She always feels that there will be no good people who don't ask for anything in return.

"Big sister, your son's boss, he's such a nice person, you don't see many people like this now."

Thinking that in her heart, the old woman echoed her boast.

Hearing what the old woman said, Yang Jing nodded happily.

Then, the old woman asked curiously: "What does your son do with her? How much is it a month?"

Yang Jing replied: "That store sells grain and oil, and they only sell things, move things, and sometimes deliver goods.

Xiaojun is not old, so what kind of money can he make?

But this way, I am already very satisfied, the boss is a nice person, he takes care of the lunch at noon, and has meat to eat all day long, that's enough. "

Yang Jing didn't tell the money Zhou Jun earned, but she did talk about other insignificant things.

The old woman was both envious and a little disdainful.

I feel that if Yang Jing doesn't talk about salary, it must be because she doesn't earn much.

She even felt that the reason why Gao Wen helped so much was to keep Zhou Jun as a free labor force.

Of course, she didn't show it, and said: "That's pretty good, the work is not heavy, and I still take care of the food."

She thought about the grain and oil store, and she would definitely be willing to use grain and oil for cooking. Thinking of this, she envied Zhou Jun even more.

Just as the old lady wanted to ask Zhou Jun about the specific situation in the grain and oil store, Gao Wen went and returned.

Zhou Jun asked suspiciously: "Sister Wen, why are you back?"

"I bought you some dinner." Gao Wen said as he handed the meal to Zhou Jun.

Zhou Jun took it in a daze, "Thank you, Sister Wen."

Seeing this, Yang Jing also thanked and said: "Xiao Wen, look at you, and bought us a meal, thank you so much."

Gao Wen shook his head with a smile, "Sister, don't be polite to me, you can eat, I'm leaving."

Gao Wen came and went in a hurry.

Everyone in the room looked at Yang Jing and Zhou Jun's mother and son with envy, and the old woman was also envious.

She came over to see what Gao Wen had bought.

There are porridge and meat buns, the things are average, but the amount is large.

Moreover, ordinary people would not be willing to buy so many buns filled with pure meat.

Zhou Jun was putting one of the porridge in a basin and handing it to Yang Jing.

Just as he was about to give her the buns, Yang Jing said, "I don't want to eat greasy food. You can eat it. I'll just drink some porridge."

This time Yang Jing was telling the truth, just now when Gao Wen was there, she was holding on to her spirits, and she really didn't have much appetite.

Zhou Jun didn't insist, thinking that she was feeling uncomfortable now, so she really didn't want to eat.

The old woman rolled her eyes wildly, staring at the meat bun and swallowing her saliva.

"Big sister, I think there are quite a lot of buns, and you can't finish them all. I haven't eaten meat buns sold outside. I'll try one."

As she spoke, the old woman put her hand into the bag and took out a bun without waiting for Yang Jing to respond.

The old lady took it all, how could Yang Jing refuse.

"Well, you can eat."

As Yang Jing said this, the expression on her face faded.

Everyone else in the ward knew who the old woman was, and basically no one wanted to talk to her anymore.

The old woman's husband felt ashamed of her, and said loudly, "Why don't you go buy food, I'm hungry."

The old woman gulped down the meat buns while glaring at the old man, "Don't worry, why are you hungry all day long?"

Fearing that the old woman would still miss the buns, the old man urged: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and buy food."

The old woman then reluctantly went out.