strictlysupreme Chapter 510 Specialties
Chapter 510 Specialties
However, dad is not around much after all, and adults believe that children should eat more to grow, so it is impossible to give him food every time.
Therefore, many people think that children do not remember things, but in fact they only know when they grow up, but they cannot express it or dare not say it at that time.
"She got pregnant last winter, but she's not pregnant yet. She's only in junior high school for one year. The harvest from the fields is just so-so, neither good nor bad. What about you? Has your aunt arranged anything for you?" Luo Laibao looked at the young man in front of him. He couldn't equate him with the timid Jiang Huainan when he was a child.
"No, I'm still studying. There's no rush. In my current situation, both my parents are gone, I have no savings, and no job. There won't be anyone suitable for me." Jiang Huainan smiled.
"Huainan is here. Is your home far from here?" Luo Ertie came back after a stroll.
"It's quite far. It takes more than an hour to take the bus. If it was closer, I could stay at home. But now it's not possible. I have to stay in the hospital." Jiang Huainan had no idea what the Luo family's current behavior was like, and he didn't dare to agree.
"Second uncle, how are the other people in the family?" Jiang Huainan asked about the others again.
"Okay. This year I originally planned to marry your uncle's second son off during the New Year, and then..." Luo Ertie chattered about family matters.
Jiang Huainan didn't want to listen to this. He looked at his watch several times, suggested leaving, went downstairs to pay the 200 yuan medical fee and left.
I didn't tell him the details when I got home.
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When Chen Wenjun saw Huang Can carrying the package to the office, he was a little surprised because few people sent packages to their office.
When we opened the place, we saw three cloth bags, which were quite heavy.
What is it? I opened it and saw beans, rice, and a bag of fried dough twist.
"There is another remittance slip, 130. I didn't take it." Huang Can took out the remittance slip and gave it to Chen Wenjun.
Chen Wenjun didn't even look at it, put it away, picked up the bag of fried dough twists and poured some to his nephew, "Two each, let everyone taste it. It's a specialty of Jiangcheng, and we are also lucky to have it thanks to Old Man Luo."
After tying up the rest of the things in a bag, Chen Wenjun carried it home by himself. It was time to get off work anyway, so he decided to go.
As soon as Chen Wenjun left, Huang Can left a few for himself and went to this floor to walk around. This floor had 4 directors' offices, a bathroom, 4 secretaries' rooms, and 2 conference rooms, one large and one small.
There are only 12 people in total.
Everyone's office doors were open.
"Director Feng, this is a Jiangcheng specialty. Try it. I'll go and distribute it to the others."
"Jiangcheng, is there another cooperation?" Feng Chuyun's first reaction was that Jiangcheng had increased its demand for machines.
"No, our director and Director Jiang Chenggu discussed privately whether to add the machine, and they expressed their gratitude. I'll go and dismiss the others." Huang Can followed Director Feng and talked about the machine.
"Director Huang, this is a Jiangcheng specialty. Try it. I'll go and distribute it to the others."
"Jiangcheng? Private matter?" Huang Xiuhe immediately thought of the cooperation with the toilet paper factory.
"Yes, my uncle said he met someone at a meeting in Haicheng. I went to disperse the others."
"Director Mo, this is a Jiangcheng specialty. Try it. I'll go and distribute it to the others."
"This is a huge investment. What day is it today?" Mo Jianguo knew at a glance that it was Old Chen who asked his nephew to disperse the money.
"I don't know either. I received a package. I'll go distribute it to other people." Huang Can shook his head.
"Brother Wu, Brother Sun, this is a specialty of Jiangcheng. Try it. I'll go and distribute it to the others."
"Thank you. You can eat melon seeds too."
"Xiao Zhou, Xiao Li, this is a Jiangcheng specialty. Try it. I'll go and distribute it to the others."
"Have a cigarette?"
"Xiao Zhang, Xiao Wang, this is a Jiangcheng specialty. Try it. I've already distributed it to the others."
"Brother Huang, what's this?" Zhang Long winked, thinking that Huang Can's wife had given birth.
"It's not time yet. There's still a month left. I don't know if it's a boy or a girl." Huang Can sighed.
"The girl isn't too bad. If you think about it carefully in the future, Brother Huang, you might be able to help him move up to a higher level, right?"
"Haha, that's right, Brother Huang, you have a good uncle, and your niece will have a good father in the future, no big deal."
Huang Can was not worried about the gender of the child, but because none of his wife's eldest brother, second brother, and third brother had a boy in their families. If a son was born, he would be taken away and would have the surname Cai, and would have no connection with his own family.
Huang Can has been feeling uncomfortable for a long time now that his father has become his uncle. But he is getting more worried as his wife is getting closer to giving birth.
The mother in the county town was more open-minded. "The Cai family is willing to help you raise your son. That's the Cai family's business. Just recognize the child when he grows up. Don't worry about it every day."
My biological father also said that borrowing sperm is a normal phenomenon and there is no need to worry.
However, Huang Can was still unwilling to give the child to other families, even his wife's family.
Chen Wenjun returned home first and pushed the door open. Just then, his daughter and son-in-law were there. "Hongxia and Youde are back. It's just right. Let's try the millet porridge from Jiangcheng today."
Chen Wenjun's wife, Zhang Meimei, stood up and said, "That's really fast. I guess the Luo family arrived safely and sent Xiaomi?"
"How could that be? There are still mung beans and fried dough twists. I scattered some of the fried dough twists." Chen Wenjun replied while changing his shoes.
"Let me try it." Zhang Meimei had already opened the bag of fried dough twists and took one and took a bite.
"Why is this salty?"
"There are also salty fried dough twists. Let me try some." Chen Hongxia also stood up, first giving one to her husband and then taking one for herself. "These small fried dough twists, one by one?"
Chen Hongxia didn't eat it first, but instead observed the small fried dough twist that she had never seen before.
"Yeah, it's okay. I thought fried dough twists were only sweet." Zhang Meimei sighed.
"We've never met before, so how can we know all this? Why are the three of you at home? Did you just come back?" Chen Wenjun asked the three of them.
"Dad, Youde is not being used enough in the workshop. Can you tell our factory director to transfer Youde to the office?" Chen Hongxia looked at her father who was in a good mood today.
"Either you pay for the job or rely on your own ability. I fought in the battlefield to get this position, what the hell do you want?" Chen Wenjun waved his hand and went into the study.
"Mom, my dad lit the bomb." Chen Hongxia looked at her mother.
"I don't know, it's probably something about work." Zhang Meimei didn't dare to speak for her daughter.
The little girl is disobedient, and the son-in-law she found can't lift anything, can't carry anything with his hands, and can't even hold the child. All he does is write poems every day.
If they didn't know how to go to work on time, they would have been divorced long ago. What's the point of having children?
Chen Hongxia looked at her husband, stood up and knocked on the study door, "Dad."