After Transmigrating into a Cannon Fodder Character in the 1980s, I Trash Them All

"Oh, Qiu'er is here! Have you eaten yet? Sit down and have a bite!" Wei Guiqin got up and greeted her with enthusiasm when he saw that the third child had come to the door on his own initiative.

"Aunt Wei, I have eaten, you don't need to greet me. I heard that Uncle Su had an operation, so I came over and have a look." Lin Zhiqiu said as he passed the net bag in his hand.

"You tell me about your child, come here, what else to bring? Oh, this malted milk is very expensive! Your life is difficult enough, why did you spend such a big price to buy this?" Wei Guiqin There was a complaint on his mouth, but there was a smile on his face, and he stretched out his hand naturally to take the malted milk extract, "I won't allow it next time. If this is the case, Aunt Wei will be anxious with you."

"I see." Lin Zhiqiu pursed his lips and smiled, looking at Su Dajiang, "Uncle Su, how is your body recovered?"

Su Dajiang looked at the girl calmly. She looked good, dressed plainly, and was quite sensible in speaking and doing things, and she was more than enough to match his son.

But... the matter of working... makes him unsatisfied.

"I'm fine, don't worry. Xiaolin, thank you for your gift." Su Dajiang thanked her.

"Come here. Don't stand up and talk. Since you are here, sit down quickly." Wei Guiqin moved the stool to make room for her.

Su Jingrui here is very insightful, and moved a stool quickly and put it on the edge of the table: "Qiu'er, sit down."

"Hey." Lin Zhiqiu sat down shyly.

Seeing that this was a good time, Wei Guiqin simply put the things discussed just now on the surface, and looked at what Lin Zhiqiudou meant.

"Qiu'er, we were still discussing the matter between you and Jing Rui just now. You also know what my family Jing Rui’s intentions are. Now that you are here today, my aunt will ask you something about Jing Rui wanting to marry you. What do you think?"

When she finished speaking, everyone on the table looked at Lin Zhiqiu.

Lin Zhiqiu bit her lower lip, seemingly embarrassed.

Su Jingrui's heart immediately mentioned his heart, and his palm was sweaty, for fear that Lin Zhiqiu would reject the marriage on the spot.

"Qiu'er, we are thinking of a way for work, can you wait for me?" he said hurriedly.

Su Dajiang didn't like his son's shame, he coughed twice and asked Lin Zhiqiu very solemnly: "I heard Jing Rui said that you don't want any gifts, so you just want a job, don't you?"

Lin Zhiqiu nodded: "Uncle Su, I really thought so at the time."

"If you can't find a job, you won't marry Jingrui?" Su Dajiang said, shaking his head, "Zhiqiu, you don't love Jingrui in your heart, you actually want to find..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Zhiqiu interrupted him.

"Uncle Su." Lin Zhiqiu looked at him apologetically, "I know it's impolite to interrupt the elders, but I have to explain. The purpose of my coming today is indeed because of this."

"Well, tell me, I want to hear your thoughts." Su Dajiang's eyes fell on her.

"The reason why I want a job is because I feel that even if a woman is married, she can’t do nothing and just rely on her husband! Moreover, everyone knows the situation in my family. My mother has no ability to work. I’m raising it. If I’m married to Jing Rui and I don’t have a job, it’s equivalent to letting Jing Rui raise the two of us alone... It’s too much pressure for him."