Qin Huairu, you don't want Jia Dongxu to lose his job, do you? - Chapter 127
Chapter 127
There is no lunch in vain, Aunt Zhao is a smart person, she is not a fool like Jia Zhang.
He is not related to Wang Feng, and if he lives with a partner, he will definitely have to pay money.
So without waiting for him to mention it, he took the initiative to ask.
And Wang Feng thought about it, his family’s living standard is relatively high, there are no five or six Mao a day, and even the cost of ingredients is not enough.
There was no rash proposal for living expenses.
“Aunt Zhao, you better listen first, what help do I ask you to do.”
“You say, you can help.” Aunt Zhao was very cheerful, but she didn’t say enough.
What is she capable of as an old woman?
“Here’s the thing, didn’t your son go out of town? That house, he can’t live in several times a year, now Lou Xiao’e in the backyard and Xu Damao have a conflict, she doesn’t want to live at home anymore, she wants to find a place to move out, the whole courtyard, as far as your family has a house. ”
Hearing Wang Feng explain things clearly, Aunt Zhao said after a moment of silence:
“Wang Feng, I look at your face, vacate the house to Lou Xiao’e to live in, the rent does not have to be given, and our old couple does not lack those few dollars.”
Seeing Aunt Zhao so cheerful, Wang Feng returned the favor.
“Aunt Zhao, I won’t say more, thank you for helping me with this big favor, in the future, you and Uncle Zhao will eat with our family, and give 15 yuan a month for living expenses.”
That’s about enough money for ingredients.
Not much worse.
Didn’t Aunt Zhao confiscate Lou Xiao’e’s rent?
Wang Feng didn’t want to owe her favors and charged a little less.
Two people eat fifteen pieces a month, which is not much.
Not enough to eat meat every day.
But Wang Feng’s family eats meat every day.
Aunt Zhao and everyone in the courtyard knew the food of Wang Feng’s family, that is, the smell of meat must waft out every night, and they were eating meat every night.
For Wang Feng’s character, Aunt Zhao trusts him very much.
She also saw it and picked up the bargain.
“Wang Feng, thank you, I’ll go back to vacate the house now.”
“I’ll help you.”
Because Aunt Zhao’s son does not come back often, there are not many things in the house.
Apart from the beds, there were only some daily necessities.
There were also no cobwebs and dust in the house.
It can be seen that Aunt Zhao often comes to clean.
It only took more than ten minutes for the house to be cleaned up and the floor to be swept.
“Aunt Zhao, then I went to the backyard to ask Lou Xiao’e to move over, I don’t know if she will live permanently, anyway, if your son comes back, I will help him arrange a room at the guest house.” Wang Feng said thoughtfully.
Aunt Zhao nodded in satisfaction and said politely: “Wang Feng, with your words, Lou Xiao’e can live as long as she wants, you can quickly ask her to move over.” ”
“Eh!”
Wang Feng left with a smile.
Back at Xu Damao’s house, Lou Xiao’e was still packing her things.
There are not too many things either.
Mainly clothes, shoes.
“I’ll take the big one.” Wang Feng picked up the futon, Lou Xiao’e carried the cloth bag containing clothes, and the two were like two people.
A few back and forth.
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On the last trip, Lou Xiao’e took out a black leather bag from the cabinet and held it in her arms, looking heavy.
Wang Feng knew the gold and silver treasures inside, and tentatively stretched out his hand: “Do you want me to help?” ”
“Hmm…” Lou Xiao’e hesitated, smiled lightly and stuffed the leather bag into Wang Feng’s hand: “Here you go.” ”
From this action, Wang Feng knew that Lou Xiao’e now trusted him.
After all, this leather bag, usually even Xu Damao is not allowed to touch it, and it is tightly hidden.
Everything was moved to Aunt Zhao’s son’s house, which was also in the middle courtyard.
The house was easy to live in with a separate side door to the yard.
When Lou Xiao’e goes out at night, she doesn’t have to disturb Aunt Zhao’s old couple.
“Xiao’e, you first tidy up your new home, I still have to go to the factory, so I won’t accompany you to get it.” Wang Feng offered to leave.
Lou Xiao’e’s face changed slightly, her eyes flickered extremely quickly, and she suddenly reached out and pulled him.
“Don’t go.”
“?” Wang Feng looked at her suspiciously, his eyes serious.
After Lou Xiao’e looked at each other, he gave a reason that he could hardly refuse.
“I don’t want to be alone, my heart is uncomfortable, you talk to me.”
After speaking, he patted the freshly made bed.
Wang Feng was overjoyed, Lou Xiao’e was willing to be alone and widows in the same room, and still sat together.
There are heads!
Immediately, according to Lou Xiao’e’s meaning, he sat next to her to avoid embarrassment and took the initiative to provoke the topic.
Let’s talk about the operation of the rolling mill these days.
It seemed to be just small talk, but when Lou Xiao’e was interested, Wang Feng talked about Qin Huairu and He Yushui.
He praised Qin Huairu for his management ability, arranging people every day and delivering enough grain, vegetables and meat to the restaurant on time.
Then he praised He Yushui’s ability, not only receiving distinguished guests every day, arranging the work in the store, but also responsible for collecting money and settling accounts, one person for three people.
Lou Xiao’e listened to it, and she was very sad.
“Wang Feng, am I very useless?”
“Qin Huairu and He Yushui, they can help you do things, be alone, I don’t do anything every day, even my own man can’t look at it…”
Speaking of the back, she cried again, pulled (Zhao Zhao) on Wang Feng’s sleeve, and looked at him with a look of pain and loss: “I feel like a failure, woo…”
Wang Feng looked at her, his eyes were full of firm strength, and comforted him softly: “Xiao’e, you are not a failure, you are not exerting your ability, you have no opportunity to show your talents, you are a young lady, you are no worse than anyone, just because of a wrong marriage, let people’s lives become like this, but you are still young, as long as you want to change, there must be a chance.” ”
“How to change?” Lou Xiao’e hugged Wang Feng’s arm, as if grasping a life-saving straw, and was reluctant to relax at all.
This made Wang Feng’s arm sink deeply, which was very strange.
In response to her questions, some are difficult to answer.
Lou Xiao’e’s life is indeed a failure, life is a chicken feather, and she is also wearing a hat.