Xin Meijia's face floated with embarrassment.

She's not a fool, how can she not even settle this account.

It's just that I'm angry, this big niece of my own man refuses to give up her job to her son.

Although the two daughters are also her flesh and blood, the daughters are all going to marry into other people's families.

If you come back without spending a penny, that's fine.

When the time comes, the two can exchange a bride price of a few hundred yuan to marry a good daughter-in-law for their son.

But the two daughters add up to nearly a thousand yuan.

With this money, a few hundred yuan is enough to buy her son a two-story courtyard.

Why waste it on your daughter?!

Isn't it good that they work in the countryside, have a place to live, and still earn food rations?

The most important thing is that Xin Meijia knows very well that the reason why she has been able to be the master of the house at home for so many years is because she is such a worker in the family.

The whole family was counting on her alone for their rations.

Although he is only a first-class worker, his salary is only twenty-five yuan a month.

Life is a little harder, but she still feels very comfortable to be the master of the house.

But if her man really goes to work in the supply and marketing cooperative, he is a third-level worker, and his salary can be thirty-five yuan a month.

It's not that her man doesn't have a temper, but his brain turns quickly, he knows how to judge the situation, and he knows what to do to live the most comfortable life.

If he is really rich, he is afraid that all the tempers she has played with all these years will be liquidated.

"Jiajia, don't worry about your aunt, she has this kind of temper, and her mouth can't speak." Lin Jiayao said with a smile.

Su Yijia glanced at him and didn't answer.

Lin Jiayao could only use his hand anxiously to push his daughter-in-law.

Xin Meijia reluctantly said, "Jiajia, don't be angry with me." I'm just a bit hot-tempered and speak a little ugly, but in fact, I don't have bad intentions. ”

Even if you are worried that your husband will have a job, her attitude towards her will change.

But such a good job, falling into his own hands, an extra thirty-five yuan a month, is better than letting Su Yijia, a dead girl, sell it for money.

She already has a bride price of 5,000 yuan in her hand, and she still wants money.

I'm not afraid to earn with my life, and I don't have my life to spend!

"Whether you have bad intentions or not, we all know it. I said the ugly thing in advance, this job is for my uncle's pension, since I have the ability to earn such a job without relying on anyone, if someone else has the idea of this job, I can get this job back. If you don't believe me, you can give it a try. Su Yijia coldly warned.

She didn't want to cheapen this job for anyone, who had bullied the original owner.

As long as she doesn't feel hurt for the time being, she can not settle accounts for the time being.

But those who have been bullied are already the limit of tolerance if they don't settle accounts for the time being.

Xin Meijia's face was stiff, but she still forced the corners of her mouth to smile there.

"Of course, this is your uncle's pension guarantee, and we will definitely not let anyone touch it."

"Let's go! We went to the supply and marketing cooperatives to register the work. Su Yijia stopped talking nonsense with them, turned around and walked in front.

Lin Jiayao and Xin Meijia didn't have time to clean up, so they hurriedly chased after them.

This transfer to work was originally a very easy thing, but I couldn't stand the fact that I came to work this time because of the special advice from above.

So when Su Yijia said that she wanted to give up her job to her uncle, the manager of the supply and marketing cooperatives immediately said worriedly: "Are you telling me the truth?" Did you really transfer this job voluntarily? Don't be afraid, if anyone forces you, tell me that the country will make decisions for you! ”