The Cannon Fodder in Quick Transmigration Refuses the Usual Path

Chapter 531: The 50s Cannon Foil Stepson 10



Chapter 531: The 50s Cannon Foil Stepson 10

That's what she said, but based on what could make Ms. Wei this happy, An Ning had already vaguely guessed something.

Sure enough, the next second, she heard the other party say:

"Our Ning Ning is so clever, truly worthy of being my child."

She gave a glance, as if rewarding, to her younger daughter who was waiting eagerly for an answer, and Ms. Wei raised her eyebrows without the slightest attempt to hide her pride:

"Let me tell you, starting today, your mother has a permanent job!"

"Wow, really? Mom is so amazing!"

Knowing what this job meant to Ms. Wei, An Ning was the first to excitedly clap her little hands at the dining table.

An Yun, who was a bit older and sitting nearby, also had eyes that shone with startling brightness.

After suffering so much hardship over the past year, no one understood better than them what a permanent job meant for this family.

Especially a job in a place as good as the canteen.You could say, if they had had such a job in their previous life, the family of three wouldn't have fallen to that powerless, manipulated state.

Moreover, An Ning also knew that for someone with little education and a rural household registration, the canteen was already a very good job. It wasn't tiring, and the benefits were substantial. In these times, it was a position people would fight tooth and nail for around here.

Better ones, like the machinery factory, mostly required education or physical strength.

This was also why earlier, even a clever person like Ms. Wei found it difficult to get a job.

Of course, from her biological mother's occasional complaints, An Ning guessed that it was probably also because, after being incited by Old Li Shi, the original owner's father was afraid his beautiful wife would grow wings and become independent, unwilling to spend money or effort on this matter.

But, come to think of it, savoring the memory of the big meat buns earlier, when it came to handling affairs, knowing to give people a sweetener first, that neighbor Old Wang really knew how to do things, and even more so, how to be a person.

What's important is that this job was given before the marriage was settled. Even if everyone understood the underlying reasons, with this sequence of events, no one could later say he was overly selfish, only seeking benefits for his own family.

As for what if the soon-to-be wife ran away after getting the permanent job?

That was even more impossible. A weak woman with no background or connections, offending someone, especially the director of the powerful finance department, the factory manager's own son-in-law—how could she possibly survive in the factory in the future?

With Ms. Wei's intelligence, how could she do such a thankless task!

Having figured this out, An Ning couldn't help but click her tongue in her mind.

Heh, old fox!

Unlike her younger sister who was thinking about this and that, under the dim lamplight, little An Yun, who was just over seven years old, was smiling happily, her big eyes, similar to Ms. Wei's, shining brightly:

"Does that mean we won't have to go hungry anymore?"

Looking at her two thin daughters before her, Wei Qiao couldn't help but feel a pang of sourness in her eyes.

Yes, after over a year, they had finally endured through it!

Her previous decision wasn't wrong.

Thinking of everything that had happened over the past year, she reached out and touched the obviously somewhat sparse and yellowish hair of her two daughters. Forcing back the heartache, Wei Qiao smiled and said:

"Were today's meat buns delicious? Wait until tomorrow when Mom comes back from work, I'll bring some more for you two."

"Really?!" "Mom is so amazing!"

In short, that day, perhaps because they had hope, although they were still crowded together and the cold wind outside was particularly biting, the family of three surprisingly had a genuinely good night's sleep.

Even late at night, when An Ning got up, through the faint moonlight filtering through the window, she could still see the big smiles hanging on the faces of the mother and daughter in their sleep.

The next day, Ms. Wei even extravagantly boiled three whole eggs.

The eggs were sent over by the Wang family earlier when An Ning was injured. Having witnessed the severity of Little Wang Brat's condition, and since her own daughter had also hit her head, even though her daughter seemed completely fine now, Wei Qiao was still worried. Afterwards, she personally took her daughter to the hospital using their only savings.

Of course, with An Ning there, the examination results naturally showed nothing wrong at all.

Regarding this, Ms. Wei didn't suspect anything either. After all, there was a difference in strength between the two culprits, one a child and one an adult:

She only occasionally "inadvertently" sighed softly and gently in front of Old Wang:

"I never thought that Miss Meng, who doesn't look very big, actually has quite some strength in her hands!"

As expected, after these words fell, the anger in the hospital room surged by another thirty percent.

Nonsense! How much strength could a teenage girl have? That precious (son) grandson of his was injured so badly, it must be that Meng family girl who deliberately used heavy force.

Look at this girl who's still alive and kicking, and then look at the poor grandson lying in bed!

A light push? They could believe that, my foot! Back in the day, his Old Yang's long knife "accidentally" fell on a little devil's head!

How could a girl's heart be so poisonous!

Of course, despite this, after the check-up, apart from occasionally satisfying her own and her eldest daughter's cravings, most of these eggs were left for An Ning herself. So even after over half a month, there was still a small half-basket of eggs left.

Ms. Wei was efficient, afraid that the hard-won job might go wrong. After hurriedly eating breakfast, she rushed off to her workplace.

Little An Yun, only seven years old, was no less diligent. She stubbornly took a broom and rags and cleaned the entire house from top to bottom.

An Ning, though lazy, couldn't just watch her older sister, only two years her senior, work hard back and forth. Helpless, she could only roll up her sleeves, toddle on her short legs, and help wipe the tables.

Hmph, dog system, still has the face to laugh!

She gave the dog's head a hard knock, and only then did the anger in An Ning's heart lessen considerably.

The system, inexplicably beaten up: "???"

Ah, when did her host become so violent?

In short, since getting the job, not only did Ms. Wei's entire spirit and energy rise by more than a notch, no longer showing the anxiety and unease from before, but the living conditions of the family of three also improved rapidly.

With the occasional meals brought back from the canteen, in less than a month, the complexions of the mother and daughters had improved to varying degrees.

Wei Qiao was originally a great beauty of the charming type. Now that her complexion had improved, one only needed to see the glances Old Wang from next door occasionally stole from under his respectable appearance when he came over, and the fact that, not even a full month after his son was discharged from the hospital, he swiftly invited someone to formally arrange the marriage. This speed spoke volumes.

To be honest, taking a big bite of the fragrant meat pie her mother had just bought, An Ning couldn't help but mutter to herself:

The original father's earlier worries weren't completely unfounded. If Ms. Wei had had a job, or if she had gone to school and had a decent education, she might not have been able to look favorably upon this mama's boy!

As for Chen Fu Sheng, who coincidentally "passed by" from time to time, appearing honest and proper but whose eyes always wanted to peek inside, Ms. Wei paid him even less attention, not giving him a single direct glance from start to finish.

A man with little ability, who only became a team leader by helping the deputy factory manager's daughter through sheer dumb luck. Forget that Deputy Factory Manager Meng's position was currently precarious, this team leader probably wouldn't last a few more days. Even if his backer were still there, unless she was at the end of her rope, this guy was not within her consideration.

This Chen guy might not have a mother, but just his two annoying sisters were enough to disgust the great beauty Wei thoroughly.

Some losses, once was enough!

After encountering this "honest man" with a gentle face for the nth time at the front door, An Ning couldn't help but twitch her fingers.

Thinking of Miss Meng, who was still undergoing reform through labor on the farm... forget it, the main show hadn't officially started yet. Better to just collect a bit of interest first!

In the fifties, not to mention second marriages, even first marriages were very simple. After some eating and drinking, the An Ning sisters quickly moved in.

However, before that, looking at the scattered notes amounting to several hundred in her space, and then listening to her biological grandmother Old Li Shi, just beyond the door, still crying poor at the top of her lungs, fighting for "child support" for her "precious grandson," An Ning couldn't help but click her tongue lightly.

Since you insist on having such a big appetite, don't blame me for being impolite!

Thinking of this "dear grandmother" from the previous life, who watched her granddaughters encounter trouble one after another, clearly holding onto the large sum of savings left by the original father's body, yet stubbornly unwilling to spend a single cent...

You know, she was really quite looking forward to what expression this one would have when she later discovered her "lifeblood" was gone!

Considering this grandmother's suspicious and superstitious nature, she estimated another good show was about to start. Only then did An Ning happily lie back down.

Tsk, boring days always need a bit of excitement!


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