1161, a job for Su Daqiang

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In the evening, on the small steam of the New Year's painting.

Liang Erchun sat in the driver's seat, very excited.

It's been a few days since he got his driver's license, but every time he touches the steering wheel, he still can't help but get excited.

Probably, he was born to be a driver.

The New Year's painting sat in the back seat, and next to her sat Su Yin.

"Sister Nian, what are you doing at my house?"

Su Yin was a little apprehensive, as soon as the training was over, she was called over by the New Year's painting.

After getting in the car, the New Year's painting directly asked Liang Erchun to drive to Su Yin's house, she thought that the New Year's painting was looking for her for Wu Meiyu and had other plans in mind.

The New Year's painting joked: "Go to the home visit, you work and train in our company just like those students go to school, and I am like a teacher in the school, caring about all aspects of the students." โ€

After listening to the explanation of the New Year's painting, Su Yin became even more worried.

It didn't take long for them to arrive at Su Yin's house, where Liang Erchun was still carrying a big fish and a bag of apples.

As soon as I entered the New Year's painting, I saw Su Daqiang and Yu Xiulian.

"Hello, uncle, aunt."

Seeing that Nian Hua and Liang Erchun were coming, Su Daqiang and Yu Xiulian were a little scared in surprise, after all, in their impression, these two people were usurers before.

"Hello, please come in, please come in."

Yu Xiulian pulled Su Yin to the side and asked a little worriedly, "Xiao Yin, why are they here again?" โ€

Su Yin shook her head: "Mom, I don't know either." โ€

"Oh, you can't be here to ask us for a debt, are you?" Yu Xiulian suddenly remembered something, their family still owed 500 yuan for the New Year's painting.

Although it was said before that it would be delayed for a while, who knows if these loan sharks suddenly regretted it again.

"Probably not, Sister Nian is very good."

"I hope so."

Nian Hua sat on the bench and looked at Su Daqiang and Yu Xiulian.

"Uncle and aunt, I heard that someone came to your house two days ago and asked Su Yin to work for them, is there such a thing?"

Su Daqiang and Yu Xiulian's faces suddenly became more unnatural.

"Yes, yes, but don't worry, our family Su Yin didn't promise them, after all, Miss Nian, you are kind to our family, we can't forget our roots."

Yu Xiulian hurriedly replied, she thought that the New Year's painting was to settle accounts for this matter, after all, Su Daqiang persuaded Su Yin to agree at that time.

"Uncle, you haven't found a job yet, have you?"

Su Daqiang replied curtly: "Not yet, I don't have any other skills except for working in a paper mill, and this job is still ......." He couldn't find it.

"Didn't Wu Meiyu say that she wanted to help your uncle and aunt solve your work problems?"

Su Daqiang suddenly became even more scared: "Don't worry, I didn't agree in the end!" โ€

Nian Hua suddenly stood up: "Of course I know that you didn't agree, otherwise I wouldn't have come today." You trust me so much that you even gave up the opportunity to support your family, and Su Yin immediately reported this matter to me, and I have already thought about what you should do. โ€

Su Daqiang, Yu Xiulian and Su Yin looked at each other, it turned out that the New Year's paintings came over this time to solve their work problems, and they lowered their heads and felt that they were all cautious.

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In the kitchen of Su Yin's house.

"Liang Erchun, add another fire."

Poor Liang Erchun sat at the door of the stove, adding fire to the stove one after another, and his face was red from the roast.

"Uncle, aunt, have you seen clearly, this dish is called sauerkraut fish."

The New Year's painting is actually cooking sauerkraut fish, or teaching Su Daqiang and his wife to make sauerkraut fish.

This is the new job that New Year's Pictures found them.