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At 5:30 in the afternoon, Li Manjun and Aunt Wu returned to Heather Town.

As soon as I walked to the door of my house, I smelled the aroma of rice dumpling leaves. When I entered the yard, I saw that Li Lijun and her father Li Dawei were making rice dumplings, and Wang Xiaojuan was bringing out the first pot of cooked rice dumplings.

"Sister, you are back!"

Li Jianjun, who was picking up hot rice dumplings to eat, was the first to notice Li Manjun coming back. He smiled brightly and said, "Aunt Wu, eat rice dumplings!"

"Hey, okay." Aunt Wu smiled and took the rice dumplings handed over by Li Jianjun without eating them. She held them in her hand and gave Wang Xiaojuan an ambiguous smile. The two old sisters quickly exchanged glances and entered the kitchen together.

Wang Xiaojuan was cooking rice dumplings, and Aunt Wu stood beside her, peeling off the rice dumpling leaves and whispering:

"Zhao Yong is pretty good. You don't know. Man Jun was extremely attentive and generous when he met us today. He bought us soda in one go. It's only 50 cents a bottle. It's not cheap."

"Later, I took Manjun to dinner and watch an animal show, and she took the initiative to pay for it. Manjun told me that he didn't mind that she didn't have a job, and he could decorate the house for her wedding. He said that he could bring money to the family every month. Five hundred yuan, I don’t think it’s any worse than their iron rice bowl.”

Wang Xiaojuan raised her lips when she heard five hundred yuan. Previously she was worried that Li Manjun would really like this orphan, but now that she understands him, she feels that he is also a good young man.

Five hundred yuan is twice as much as Manjun's father's monthly salary. If this is the case, life will be easy.

"Then what kind of job does he do and why his salary is so high?" Wang Xiaojuan stacked all the rice dumplings, covered the pot lid, took a small bamboo basket from the cupboard, and picked the cooked rice dumplings inside.

"You like sweet things, and your family likes salty things. I'll decorate them both, and you can take them home and eat them slowly."

Seeing Wang Xiaojuan grab a handful of rice dumplings and put them into the basket, Aunt Wu let out a cry, put down the rice dumplings in her hand, and reached out to stop them, "No, no, no, no, there are too many, and Lao Wang and I can't eat them. Just take four or five."

What she said was true. The children at home have all grown up and gone out to work, and they are not in this town. There is only a one-and-a-half-year-old granddaughter at home, who cannot eat so much.

It's a hot day, and I don't have a refrigerator at home so I can't store anything for two days.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaojuan helplessly poured out a little of the rice dumplings, and filled them with ten salty and sweet rice dumplings. "Don't worry, I made them small enough to eat them all. You have worked hard today, so you can eat two more rice dumplings."

Aunt Wu slapped Wang Xiaojuan on the back funny, "Why are you so polite to me?" The two started chatting in the kitchen again.

In the yard, Li Manjun had just finished washing her hands and before she had time to change out of her clothes, she was stopped by her two younger siblings for questioning.

"How's it going? Are you handsome?" Li Lijun looked her sister up and down teasingly. Why isn't she as shy as others said? Didn't you get a call?

Although Li Dawei and Li Jianjun, father and son, did not ask, their eyes were fixed on him.

Li Manjun was amused by their expressions and laughed out loud. Li Lijun was so anxious that she picked up a rotten rice dumpling leaf and threw it at her, "Say it quickly, you're laughing your ass off!"

"Not bad." Li Manjun thought of Zhao Yong's tough and handsome facial features and tall and strong figure, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Adults, just be realistic, astringency is also important.

However, academic qualifications are indeed a flaw. If she observes more in the future and communicates smoothly, she will not be dissatisfied.

As for their family background, the two of them are evenly matched, and she can't even afford five hundred a month now.

There was no end to what he could say. Li Manjun hid in the house to change clothes, avoiding Li Lijun's gossipy mouth.

Li Dawei pricked up his ears and listened to what was going on in the kitchen. Aunt Wu was talking about Zhao Yong's job. He used to work for someone to do freight transportation. He heard her aunt say that she did some hard work of moving and carrying, and occasionally ran errands for others. People are hardworking and energetic, and their wages are much higher than those of ordinary workers.

Li Dawei suddenly frowned. How can a strength worker get such a high salary? is that a lie.

Besides, there will always be a time when your strength is used up. What should I do if I can’t do it anymore?

When he heard Aunt Wu say that life was hard when he was a child and he was too poor to go to school, Li Dawei stood up excitedly and said, "You can't do this without an education."

Wang Xiaojuan turned around and said, "They can make money. One person can earn the same salary as two of you. What are you afraid of if you don't have an education?"

Li Dawei clicked his tongue, how can his iron rice bowl be the same?

Aunt Wu was very optimistic about Zhao Yong, and she also helped to speak, "The child must be smart. Look at his parents' previous academic qualifications. Is that high enough? College students in the 1950s were beyond the reach of many people. .”

"I can't beat you. In today's society anyway, you can't do anything without a degree."

Li Dawei thought of his education, a college diploma. Because he did not have a bachelor's degree, he had to give it up to a young man who had only been here two years as the financial director.

He had been working with him before, but in a blink of an eye, he was promoted and became his director.

The mayor said: "I am a college student with a high degree of education. If you are not convinced, Lao Li, you can go and get a bachelor's degree. I will make arrangements for you. Even if you want to sit in my position, it will be no problem!"

What else could Li Dawei say, but he couldn't accept it.

Do you think academic qualifications are important?

Seeing Wang Xiaojuan's eyes wide open for money, Li Dawei couldn't wrap the rice dumplings anymore. He threw away the rice dumpling leaves and washed his hands, "Da Niu is waiting for me. I'll go back to my hometown with him."

Originally, she wanted to go back to her hometown to spend the festival with the elderly during the Dragon Boat Festival, but Wang Xiaojuan refused to go. Li Dawei had nothing to do with her and planned to take Li Jianjun back.

Li Jianjun refused, "I won't go. I'll serve the food there. I can't eat when I see my aunt and cousin squatting in the kitchen eating."

Li Dawei gave him a hateful look, and when he was about to look at Li Lijun, she directly replied: "I can't eat even if I squat down."

Li Manjun knew that her father was going back to the countryside for dinner, so she hid in her room without coming out.

From the memory of the original owner, she already knew that there were many men who favored women over women in her hometown, and she didn't want to find fault for herself.

Li Dawei sighed helplessly, took his briefcase and left. Tomorrow he would have to do mass work in the countryside.

Wang Xiaojuan scolded him, "Don't you dare to go back this year? Let's have a good holiday together as a family, and I will pour water for you to wash your feet later!"

Aunt Wu hadn't left yet, so she gave her a smile to save some face for the old man.

Every family has its own problems. Her daughter is a good college student and married into an intellectual family in the city. Unexpectedly, after giving birth to a daughter, her husband's family will not even allow her to sit in her husband's house during the confinement period.

Thinking of her little granddaughter at home, Aunt Wu sighed and went home carrying the rice dumplings.

Wang Xiaojuan scolded her, but Li Dawei didn't force her to go back to her hometown to cook and sit in the kitchen for the big family. She was still grateful, so she called him back, packed up a bag of rice dumplings, and asked him to take it back. To avoid being told.