Chapter 652: Chapter 652: Who Doesn’t Envy Me
So much so that her mom didn’t even have a place to go door-to-door to chat, and every day she had nothing to do but watch TV.
And her mom had such a great talent for languages, it shouldn’t have gone to waste.
The staff member saw how cute Jiang Mianmian was and laughed, saying, “If your mom is really that amazing, then she could become a translator.”
On hearing this, Jiang Mianmian immediately looked at her mom with shining eyes.
Before Su Wanyu could come up with an excuse, she heard her daughter had already boasted on her behalf, and there was no helping it—her own daughter, her own indulgence.
Now that the tall tale had been told, it would be too embarrassing to back out.
Su Wanyu had no choice but to buckle down, stand up straight, and say proudly, “Yes, my daughter is right, I can indeed do all that. But I haven’t looked at it for several years now, I’ll need to review it once I get home. I’ll come back for the interview in a few days.”
“Sure, whenever you’re ready, you can come at any time,” the staff member said considerately.
Once they left the town government office, Su Wanyu, holding Jiang Mianmian’s small hand, began to settle accounts, “Daughter, why did you boast like that today? Don’t you know your mother’s level? ‘I can do everything’?”
“Hehe, Mom, in my heart, you really can do everything, you’re all-powerful. Look, you picked up German again in just three days, and you remembered all those words too. You have a foundation, and if you’re willing, it’s just a matter of days to pick up those three foreign languages again,” Jiang Mianmian praised sincerely.
When she first bound her system, she secretly measured her parents’ intelligence value.
Her parents’ intelligence values were not low at all; it’s just that her mom was too lazy and never put her heart into anything. So, Jiang Mianmian felt her mom needed a little push from her.
Listening to her daughter’s adoring words, Su Wanyu suppressed a smile and tapped her daughter’s forehead, “You’re right this time, I’ll let you off.”
“Thank you, oh merciful mother,” Jiang Mianmian said playfully.
Su Wanyu was amused by Jiang Mianmian’s antics, and mother and daughter walked home hand in hand with a light step.
That evening when Jiang Changhai came back and heard Su Wanyu’s account, he too had the same opinion as Jiang Mianmian.
“Wife, I think you can definitely do it. You were already able to communicate normally in those foreign languages. As long as you put in the effort to memorize the vocabulary, you’ll definitely have no problem. And think about it—if you succeed in becoming a translator and start working at the town government office, think how proud you’ll feel when you go back to the village to talk about it. ‘My wife works at the town government office’—just saying it now, I feel so confident,” Jiang Changhai said, then swung his arms and strutted in an exaggerated manner, imitating a crab walking very arrogantly in a circle around the house.
Jiang Changhai had two reasons for supporting his wife in becoming a translator.
First was because he knew his own wife, he could tell she wanted to go, just lacked confidence.
Second was that ever since he started working at this transport factory, leaving early and returning late, and sometimes going to Haicheng for half a month at a time, he could no longer keep her company as often as before.
Feeling guilty about this, he wanted her to find something she liked doing to pass the time.
Seeing her dad’s funny antics, Jiang Mianmian laughed and asked, “Haha, Dad, what are you doing?”
“Daughter, what do you think? Isn’t your dad’s walking posture impressive? I have a prodigy daughter, a wife who works at the town government office—when I say it out loud, who wouldn’t be envious of me?” Jiang Changhai bragged proudly.