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920 Follow the trend(2/2)

"Dad, what was said in the courtyard is true?"

Ran Qiuye was a little worried. She heard from people in the hospital that the higher-ups would increase the tasks, and the factory directors who could not complete the tasks would be removed from their posts, or even fired in serious cases. She didn't know if this was true.

Yang Xiaotao walked up to him, hugged Ran Qiuye out of habit, and then couldn't help but touch it twice. Although he had just finished exporting, he still had enough food.

Seeing that Yang Xiaotao was still interested in doing this, Ran Qiuye knew it was okay, "Don't move."

He slapped Yang Xiaotao's hand away and placed the Dragon Boat Festival between the two of them. The little guy opened his teeth and claws and wanted to play with his two sisters.

"It's okay, you don't know how powerful your men are."

"This little task can be done in minutes."

Yang Xiaotao comforted him with a smile, "Besides, if the sky falls, there will be tall people to hold it up, and there will be Lao Yang."

When Ran Qiuye saw that he said he was fine, she didn't ask any questions. In her mind, as long as Yang Xiaotao could be a worker safely, it would be fine. As for the director and deputy director of the factory, it was good to have them, but they could live their lives as usual.

The two talked, and Yang Xiaotao went out to clean up the wooden boards and continue his bed-making business.

Jia family

Mrs. Jia Zhang sat on the bed with a look of joy on her face, and Qin Huairu beside her was also very happy. She was almost smiling, but the whole house was full of celebration.

"Huai Ru, have you inquired clearly?"

Jia Zhang has asked this question three times.

But every time I hear Qin Huairu say it, I feel relieved.

"I'm sure, all the factories in Forty-Nine City are the same. The steel rolling mill is naturally the same."

After confirming again, Mrs. Jia Zhang immediately ran into the house and took out two black and white photos of the same size and placed them on the table, then clasped her hands together and prayed devoutly.

"Old Jia, Dongxu, I know it must be you who have manifested your spirit. You have manifested your spirit."

"Old Jia, our family is going to have this bad attitude again..."

"Dongxu, if you want their family to continue to suffer misfortune..."

Jia Zhang is extremely pious, but she speaks the most vicious words.

Ever since Yang Xiaotao gave birth to two losers in her family, she has become more convinced that Lao Jia and Xiao Jia appear.

Usually, I would take it out to worship when I have nothing to do. Even when eating, I would pinch two pieces of steamed buns and leave them on the ground, saying that they were for two people to eat.

As a result, Xiaodang didn't dare to look behind her, for fear that the crippled father was staring at her from behind.

Qin Huairu also said it several times, but Jia Zhang didn't care at all and still went her own way.

Especially when she cursed Yang Xiaotao in her prayers last time, but something like this happened in the blink of an eye. In her opinion, Yang Xiaotao was most likely going to be unlucky, and that was exactly what she said. The higher she climbed, the worse she would fall.

The first thing you do is decline, but the last thing you do is decline.

So this time is when Lao Jia and Xiao Jia appear, so how can we not be pious.

"Old Jia, Dongxu, we must let that little beast fall down, we must protect him..."

Qin Huairu on the side ignored Jia Zhang's pretense and just held the little Sophora japonica and looked at Yang Xiaotao who was making a small bed in the yard.

There was resentment in his eyes.

If a girl is born in their family, she will be disliked by her mother-in-law and the men, but why do you treat her like a treasure?

You are sincerely angry with me, right?

Why is my heart so vicious?

But there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, "When you fall down, let's see if you still have the leisure."

Qin Huairu was just thinking when she saw a group of people walking in quickly at the hanging flower door. Then she saw Yan Fugui following Director Wang and quickly closed the door.

In the room, Mrs. Jia Zhang was still talking, but her mouth was immediately covered by Qin Huairu. If Director Wang heard this, with that feudal superstition on her body, Mrs. Jia Zhang would be waiting to sweep the streets.
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