roccoschili Chapter 391 Your in-laws don't seem like they'll live long lives.
Chapter 391 Your in-laws don't seem like they'll live long lives.
"That's true."
"That's fine. Once we find someone else, we'll just say that they're more suitable than her, and that'll be it."
"Alright."
When Zhou Jing saw Luo Yanni's elderly mother happily coming downstairs, she assumed she had been accepted and ran upstairs to ask.
Lin Yuyao said directly, "I didn't expect her to come up so suddenly. Her conditions are quite suitable. I could only tell her that there are several suitable people, and we need to choose one. I told her to go back and wait."
Zhou Jing breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Whether the conditions are suitable or not is not important. What's important is that this person is no pushover."
Lin Yuyao nodded, "Don't worry, I won't take her."
At this moment, Luo Yanni also came up and said, "My mother is too busy to take care of my younger brother."
Lin Yuyao was taken aback. "So she said she's capable?"
“She takes my younger brother to school in the morning and picks him up in the evening. She doesn’t have much to do during the day. She won’t work if her work hours don’t match my brother’s.”
That's true. For someone who cherishes their son like their own life, nothing is more important than their son.
"Then tell me your brother's schedule," Lin Yuyao thought to herself, just in case she didn't get accepted and came to cause trouble.
Luo Yanni told Lin Yuyao two times when her mother would definitely be unavailable, and Lin Yuyao silently wrote them down.
I thought that if she came to cause trouble, I would show her my work schedule.
The next day, another well-off woman came. She was from the neighborhood, but unfortunately, she wasn't very educated and had only completed second grade.
When asked to copy it, she was so scared that her hands kept shaking, and she even copied two words wrong.
What can we do? People born in the 1940s are already doing well enough to write their names neatly.
The job posting had been on the door for a few days when Fang Qing saw it again.
Fang Qing now works the night shift, and there's no one on the streets when she gets off work each day.
The autumn rain brought winter straight away, and she shivered from the cold.
The rain stopped for a short while, then started raining again.
Her partner, Sister Zhao, ran under the eaves of the bookstore, cursing and swearing, to take shelter from the rain. Fang Qing ran ahead of her, and when she got under the eaves, she saw Fang Qing staring blankly at the job posting.
"Fang Qing, what's this?"
Sister Zhao is truly illiterate.
Fang Qing didn't speak, and continued to read by the dim light of the street lamp.
Sister Zhao didn't think much of it, and while patting the raindrops, she complained, "This damned heaven, it can't rain during the day, it has to rain at night. Oh dear, look, the leaves we finally managed to sweep together have all been blown away by the wind. Damn heaven, damned heaven, the rope only breaks at the thinnest part! It's fine to rain, but why does it have to blow the wind..."
Fang Qing ignored her complaints, staring intently at the job posting, her heart filled with longing.
Eighty-one months, meals included, only requires elementary school education.
She also went to elementary school; she's still young.
She also earns eighty yuan as a street cleaner, but can those be considered the same?
Look at her, it's the middle of the night, the streets are deserted, and she's still diligently sweeping.
In summer they were exposed to the scorching sun, in winter they were drenched in the rain, they were cold and hungry, and there was always work to be done.
Even if you work yourself to death, you'll only get eighty.
Sweeping here? How big can that room be? What's there to sweep? It's definitely easier than sweeping the streets.
However, this magazine is owned by Lin Yuyao, and even if she meets the requirements, Lin Yuyao definitely wouldn't want her.
It's infuriating! Why is Lin Yuyao, my defeated opponent, living a better and better life while my life is getting worse and worse?
"Fang Qing, Fang Qing..."
Just as she was lost in thought, Sister Zhao grabbed her arm and shook it repeatedly.
Fang Qing was a little annoyed, but she endured it.
She doesn't know when she'll be able to escape this kind of life. This is the only person she can talk to, and she can't afford to offend him.
"what happened?"
Sister Zhao wiped the rain off her face and pointed into the distance, saying, "Look, everything we just swept has been blown away by the wind, and the trash cans have all tipped over."
Fang Qing's lips twitched, and she was so angry that her heart, liver, and lungs ached.
Doesn't this mean all that work just now was for nothing?
"There's nothing we can do about it. We can only wait until the rain stops before we start sweeping."
"But it's almost time for us to get off work, and I don't know when it will stop."
"Sigh! Then I guess I'll just have to work overtime."
What can we do? If the people on the early shift come to pick us up and see so much trash, they'll get complaints and their wages will be docked.
We don't have much money to begin with, and if they cut it off again, how will we survive?
Sister Zhao stomped her feet and wiped away her tears in anger, complaining, "Don't you think we're unlucky? We have endless chores at home, and our jobs are just as tough. We're still being bullied by this cruel God. I can't even get off work now, and I have to cook for the whole family tomorrow morning."
Fang Qing sighed and said, "Who can argue with that? My family is the same. Not only do we have children to take care of, but we also have two elderly people. One has cancer, and the other has poor eyesight."
Sister Zhao: "Sigh, you've had it tough too. By the way, is your mother-in-law's eye still not better?"
"I'm feeling better now. I can see again, but the doctor said I can't be exposed to strong light or use my eyes too much. It will take a while before I can use my eyes normally again."
Sister Zhao nodded, "That's right, my relative was the same, it took several months for him to fully recover."
"But it'll be soon. You'll be relieved once she's better."
easy?
Easy my ass.
She had been humbly serving the elderly couple these past few days, washing their clothes and even changing their quilts, but the two old folks didn't appreciate it at all.
She also said she wouldn't use the new quilt she bought and wouldn't let her help with the laundry.
It's infuriating! What if she wanted to?
What's even more infuriating is that despite all she did, Lu Jiangting still hasn't come back.
She took some time to go to the military base to find them, but they still refused to let her family in, citing their mission.
This made her very uneasy, wondering if this family was serious.
Do you really want Lu Jiangting to divorce you?
She thought it was making a mountain out of a molehill; all she did was kick the old man once.
The old man isn't dead, is it really necessary?
The rain kept falling, but they remained seated under the eaves to shelter from the rain.
When we have nothing to do, we chat about all sorts of gossip.
Sister Zhao complained that her mother-in-law tormented her and that men didn't know how to be considerate.
Fang Qing also complained that her in-laws were difficult to please and that Lu Jiangting was not caring.
He's busy every day, leaving his sick family member to care for alone; he hasn't been home for many days.
Sister Zhao looked surprised after hearing this, "You haven't been back for many days?"
"Yes, he hasn't come back since the last argument."
This has been a long time.
Sister Zhao remembered Fang Qing saying that the man wanted to divorce her. Could he be serious?
To be honest, she was quite jealous of Fang Qing.
Fang Qing, a widow with a baby boy, found a young and handsome man who was also very capable, earning two hundred yuan a month. How could people not be envious?
Right now, I'm being held back by my in-laws, but that's only temporary.
How many years can someone with cancer live?
She'd met that old woman before; she didn't seem like she'd live a long life. She probably wouldn't live another ten years.