The Comeback of the Cannon-Fodder Supporting Actress

Chapter 721 - 706: I Am Not a Slut 17

Dazhu really is suitable for steaming buns.

Dazhu is strong and works efficiently. Steaming buns just follows a fixed process, so it doesn’t really require much thought.

After all, the fillings are prepared by An Nan, and Dazhu just needs to knead the dough and wrap the buns, which he can actually manage.

Aside from Dazhu, hiring another older lady to attend to the customers and pack the buns would suffice; three people working in a bun shop is pretty efficient.

If it gets too busy, Mrs. Jiang can also lend a hand from home.

An Nan thought about it for a while and then agreed.

Mrs. Jiang was quite happy about it.

She immediately called Zhou Chunzhi.

Zhou Chunzhi was truly worried about her son.

Her son wasn’t bad looking, and they even built a house and bought a car. Even though it’s nothing fancy, it’s still good for getting around, but Dazhu just couldn’t find a wife.

She knew that Dazhu was slower than others, and it’s normal for girls not to want to marry him.

But, she wasn’t really looking for Dazhu to marry a completely able-bodied wife, even someone with a disability would do.

For instance, someone missing an arm or a leg, or even a mute or deaf person would be fine. As long as she’s smart, she could guide Dazhu on what to do and not to do. The couple could manage to get by.

Zhou Chunzhi wasn’t very old yet. Her plan was to find such a wife for Dazhu, then they could have a child, and she could help raise them.

But, such a wife was also not easy to find.

Moreover, Dazhu couldn’t find work either, leaving Zhou Chunzhi unable to eat or sleep well from the worry.

That day, she went to the town and asked around a few small factories, hoping to find even a labor-intensive job for Dazhu, but no luck—they firmly refused.

She returned home, looking unhappy, just as Dazhu was cooking. Seeing Zhou Chunzhi return, he quickly handed her a cup of warm Water: "Mom, have some water and rest for a bit."

Zhou Chunzhi smiled and sat down to drink.

She’d only had half a cup when her phone rang.

It was her sister calling, so she quickly picked up.

"Sis, what’s up?"

Mrs. Jiang sounded cheerful: "Well, I wanted to discuss something with you. You know An Nan has been working in a restaurant and is skilled, so she thought about quitting to open a breakfast place. The shop started up, business isn’t bad, but An Nan can’t handle it alone. She wants to hire someone, and I thought of Dazhu, is he home? If so, can he come and help his sister? He’s honest and strong. Even if he can’t do other jobs, making buns should be fine, and we’d feel reassured if he’s working for us."

Zhou Chunzhi immediately got cheerful.

"Sure, I’ll bring Dazhu over tomorrow. But the kid’s a bit slow... maybe An Nan will need to teach him for a few days."

Mrs. Jiang laughed: "No problem, An Nan doesn’t need to teach him, I can do it. Let him stay here first, and I’ll teach him in a few days. Once he gets the hang of making buns, there’s really no difficulty. I’ll go prep a room for him in a bit."

An Nan’s shop does have a small partitioned room, where one person could sleep and rest. Mrs. Jiang thought about getting that room ready.

The bun shop has heating, supplied by the same heating company as the surrounding housing areas, so it wouldn’t be cold in the winter. And with Dazhu living in the shop, it also means someone is there to look after the place, which really is a relief.

Mrs. Jiang and Zhou Chunzhi agreed, and after hanging up, Zhou Chunzhi was so happy.

She hugged Dazhu and said: "Son, tomorrow mom will take you to your aunt’s place. Your sister has opened a bun shop and she’s too busy to manage alone. How about you go help your sister with making buns?"

Dazhu is a kind-hearted good kid.

He also gets along well with the An Nan sisters. When he heard that he could help An Nan with making buns, he immediately agreed, "Sure, I have nothing to do at home anyway, I’ll go help my sister."

Meanwhile, Mrs. Jiang was anxiously tidying up the room for Dazhu.

There was a single bed at the bun shop. Mrs. Jiang asked An Nan to buy a mattress and bedding. They cleaned up the small room, added a small table, and an easy wardrobe, laying out the bedding. It all looked pretty good.

Anning was busy with renovations all day. Now, the water pipes and electrical wires in both apartments were fixed, the floor tiles were also laid, the design of the ceiling and the putty wallpaper were done, and what’s left was to install doors, window sills, bay windows, and also the ceilings for the toilet, balcony, and kitchen.

Once these were done, the next step was to add bathroom equipment and kitchen cabinets, along with some other soft decorations.

Anning had already negotiated a good price for the doors and window sills, but she planned to do the drop ceiling herself.

That thing really didn’t involve much technique, and since the ceiling boards were especially light, she thought of having An Ping help her over the weekend. It would only take two days to get everything done.

Previously, Anning had ordered the materials for the drop ceiling online. As the major work on-site just wrapped up, the materials were delivered.

Anning carried all the materials for both apartments upstairs by herself.

The next day, which was a Saturday, Anning asked An Ping to help.

An Ping didn’t know how to do this sort of work. She just handed tools and materials to Anning, who was working on a high stool.

Anning first got the frame set up. She worked very fast since she knew exactly the length needed for each piece and how to assemble it. She had everything cut before An Ping came to help, so An Ping just needed to hand them over.

It took Anning just one day to set up the frame.

On Sunday, she began to attach the ceiling panels.

Before attaching the panels in the bathroom, the warm air unit had to be installed. Not knowing this could cause problems, it wasn’t just about connecting the live and neutral wires—there were various colored wires inside, and it looked very messy.

An Ping felt uneasy and said, "Second sister, are you sure you can handle this? Should we hire a worker?"

Anning smiled, "No need, I can manage. Just hand me the stuff."

An Ping watched Anning start quickly. It took her just a few minutes to connect the wires correctly, and soon the warm air unit was installed. After that, An Ping switched on the power and turned on the warm air unit to test it. One by one, there were no issues, so Anning began attaching the panels quickly.

Anning didn’t finish everything on Sunday, but only a bit was left, which she could complete by herself on Monday.

Seeing Anning busy for two days, An Ping was full of admiration.

"Sister, I respect you as a real man. It’s one thing that you’re good at studying, but how can you be good at everything?"

Anning, covered in dirt, didn’t change her clothes but instead locked the door with An Ping and both headed home, "This really isn’t that hard; you’ll know how to do it once you watch."

An Ping gave a thumbs-up, "I’m impressed, really impressed. I could never do it."

An Ping always found time to check on the progress of her home’s renovation. She witnessed how her rough apartment slowly got fixed up. During this period, some of her neighbors were also renovating. An Ping, who was outgoing and cheerful, got to know a few other homeowners and chatted with them, asking how much they spent on their renovations.

Then, An Ping made a comparison and realized that Anning had saved a significant amount of money on renovations alone, enough to buy a decent car with the savings from renovating both apartments.

Not only An Ping was happy, but Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang were also very pleased.

Mrs. Jiang more than once said to Mr. Jiang, "Do you think our second child was born the wrong gender? She should clearly have been a boy."

Mr. Jiang also laughed, "Our second child is really capable. Think about it, how many skills you need for renovating a house! She has never done renovations before, yet she knows so much. A lot of it she did herself, and the materials she bought were less expensive than others but still of good quality. With her young age... I still don’t understand all these things now."

This matter made Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang even more convinced that Anning was indeed the backbone of the family, and they both decided to follow Anning’s lead from now on.