fictionpage Chapter 343 Yan Xiecheng Calls Mom
Chapter 343 Yan Xiecheng Calls Mom
Chapter 343 Yan Xiecheng Calls Mom
Yan Jiecheng stood at the gate of the courtyard, looking at Jia Zhang and Sha Zhu in front of him with some confusion.
When did he offend this male and female pair?
"Yan Jiecheng, do you want to work?"
Jia Zhang smiled very kindly, looking at Yan Jiecheng as she looked at her precious son Jia Dongxu.
"Work, what work?"
Yan Jiecheng was even more confused when he heard it. Could it be that Mrs. Jia and Zhang could help him find a job?
"The rolling mill job, of course!"
"Since you call me Aunt Zhang, who else can I give this kind of good thing to you? Just say whether you want it or not."
Jia Zhang said very generously.
She had already made up her mind at the police station today, since Qin Huairu didn't know how to flatter her, then don't blame her, Jia Zhang, for being cruel.
Who does the Jia family work for?
As long as Yan Jiecheng is willing to hand over ten yuan to himself every month, so what if he gets a job in the rolling mill?
"Really, really?"
Yan Jiecheng couldn't believe his ears.
Jia Zhang, what did she just say, she wants to give me the job in the rolling mill?
Did I accidentally step on dog poop while walking, or was I hit on the head by a Goubuli bun?
Is there such a good thing in the world?
"Yes, I definitely want it! Aunt Zhang, you are simply my real mother!"
Yan Jiecheng looked at Jia Zhangshi excitedly, wishing to slap her wrinkled old face hard.
This is too exciting, it is a job in a rolling mill that no one else can ask for, a proper iron rice bowl!
"Then there can be fakes?" Jia Zhang grinned and showed her big yellow teeth, "That white-eyed wolf Qin Huairu doesn't understand flattery, how can I let her continue to occupy our Jia family's job?"
"As long as you are willing to recognize me as your mother and give me ten yuan a month, Qin Huairu's job will be yours from now on!"
As soon as Jia Zhang's words fell, the door curtain of Yan's house next to him shook, and the third mother came out of the house in a hurry.
"Jia Zhang, what do you mean?"
"Yan Jiecheng is my son. He has only me as his mother in his life. I advise you to stop thinking about him!"
The third mother has been hiding at home and eavesdropping, and she was quite happy to hear it. After all, Jia Zhang is in a hurry to send work to his boss, no matter how he calculates, his family is making a lot of money.
Unexpectedly, the next topic took a turn for the worse. Jia Zhang actually wanted to take away his eldest son who had been raised for more than 20 years with a mere job in a rolling mill. How could the third mother bear it!
If Jiazhang really kidnapped Yan and ran away, she would suffer a lot!
"Yan Jiecheng didn't treat me as my son. Why should we pass on the job of our Jia family to him? Can he recognize it at the rolling mill?"
"What are you in a hurry for, let Yan Jiecheng speak for himself!"
Jia Zhang glanced at the third mother disdainfully, not paying attention to her at all.
Yan Jiecheng glanced at his own mother in some embarrassment, and then turned to look at Aunt Zhang, having difficulty making a decision for a while.
He really wanted the job in the rolling mill, but wasn't ten yuan a month too much?
"Aunt Zhang, I still have to save money to get married, how about I honor you with five yuan every month?"
"As long as you agree, then you will be my real mother from now on!"
Yan Jiecheng thought over and over again, and finally decided to bargain with Jia Zhang first.
Maybe Jia Zhang was eager to ask for a son, so he agreed to himself in a moment of soft-heartedness?
"It's only ten yuan, and there is no need to talk about a penny less!"
Mrs. Jia Zhang was not used to Yan Jiecheng at all, and walked towards the courtyard after speaking, pulling Shazhu.
Now it's a seller's market, Yan Jiecheng wanted the job, not begging him to be his son.
Love it or not!
"Aunt Zhang, what do you think of six yuan a month?"
"I'll call you Mom for six dollars, Mom!"
Yan Jiecheng stretched his neck anxiously from behind and shouted, but unfortunately Jia Zhang pulled Shazhu away without looking back.
The third mother was so angry that she couldn't beat her up, she went up and slapped Yan Jiecheng several times to relieve her anger.
"Who told you to call her mother? I'm not dead yet!"
"Yan Jiecheng, you are an unfilial thing, let's see how your father treats you when he comes back at night!"
The three mothers were so angry that their faces turned pale. Unexpectedly, Yan Jiecheng dared to call Jia Zhang's mother in front of him. Does he still have his real mother in his eyes?
Yan Jiecheng hid and explained: "Mom, don't worry, you don't want me to go to work in the Red Star Rolling Mill as a worker?"
"Think about it, if you call Jia Zhang's mother, you can get an iron job in exchange. Isn't this a good thing that you can make money without losing money?"
It's a pity that the third mother didn't listen to his explanation at all, and chased him and beat him up, so frightened that Yan Jiecheng ran out of the door.
"Mom, I'm going to find my dad right now, he's more knowledgeable than both of us, we're sure to listen to him about this matter!"
Yan Jiecheng ran away as soon as he said that, he wanted to go to the river to discuss this matter with his father.
This is a great event that happens once in a century, so don't delay it.
What if Mrs. Jia Zhang regrets again, or finds someone else!
The third mother sighed, her body softened, and she sat down on the threshold of her house.
Being poor and short-sighted, she can understand Yan Jiecheng's thoughts, but it doesn't mean she can understand and forgive.
Could it be that the eldest son I have raised for more than 20 years is just given up to Jia Zhang for nothing?The third mother was not reconciled for a while.
No, Lao Yan will definitely not agree!
By the river, Yan Jiecheng excitedly found his father who was fishing.
The three-meter-wide river was completely covered by a thick layer of ice. Yan Bugui used stones to smash an ice hole in it to fish there, but he hasn't caught a single fish yet.
"Dad, why are you still fishing here? Hurry up and pack up your things and go home, there is a good thing!"
Yan Bugui unhurriedly lifted the fishing rod, looked at the empty fishing line, and put it down again.
No fish again.
"Keep your voice down, don't scare all my fish away," Yan Bugui hissed at his eldest son, then pointed to the stones beside him, signaling him to sit down and talk first.
"What is it like to be bluffing all day long?"
"Tell me, what happened in the yard?"
Yan Jiecheng could only suppress his excitement and sat down, "Dad, there is a good thing, Mrs. Jia Zhang wants me to work in the Red Star Rolling Mill!"
"What did you say?" Yan Bugui shook his right hand, scaring the fish away, "Qin Huairu's job?"
Yan Jiecheng nodded quickly, "That's what Jia Zhang said, she wants to give Qin Huairu's job back to me, what do you think of this?"
Yan Bugui squinted his small eyes and looked at Yan Jiecheng, "Ms. Jia Zhang is not so kind. You can also tell me what other conditions she has."
Yan Jiecheng scratched his head in embarrassment, "Jia Zhang wants me to be her son and give her ten yuan a month for retirement, but I haven't agreed yet."