Hualing and Chen Shouwang had a good night together, and the next day, she smiled and saw Chen Shouwang out the door, saying, "Come back early tonight, I’ll make you the pork knuckles you like."
Chen Shouwang smiled and agreed.
Hualing turned around with a smile, only to see Cheng Su leaning against the door with a knowing look, watching her, causing her face to blush.
"Oh, look at that rosy glow, you had a good time last night, didn’t you?" Cheng Su teased deliberately.
Hualing’s face turned red: "You’re so shameless, hmph."
Cheng Su chuckled, genuinely happy for her. Now that the couple had reconciled, it felt like the clouds had parted to reveal the moon, like a bright new day.
Guiying and her son stayed at the hospital for two days before being brought home. Along with them came Guiying’s mother-in-law and mother. Both elderly women were from the countryside, spirited and radiant, perhaps because joyous events bring energy, smiling at everyone they met, they were very cheerful.
Because Guiying was in her postpartum confinement, people came to their home to take care of her, making it lively among the few households on their floor.
A few days after the Mid-Autumn Festival, Qi Fenglian and her husband also returned. Cheng Su was reminded of the previous conversation with her third uncle about Zhang Jisheng. She wanted to talk to Qi Fenglian about it several times but held back each time, only showing disdain whenever she saw Zhang Jisheng.
Qi Fenglian noticed the disgust in Cheng Su’s eyes, while Zhang Jisheng, pretending to be oblivious, kept thinking about how he would discuss the procurement issue with Cheng Su.
And wouldn’t you know, Zhang Jisheng found an opportunity.
He heard it from Qi Fenglian. One day, the pork delivered by Song Xiaojang to the fast food restaurant was found to be rotten, which led him to believe it was negligence and that someone must have swapped the good with the bad, pocketing the money.
Though it was after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather was still very hot. The autumn heat hadn’t passed, and temperatures were still high, so meat spoiling was quite common.
As soon as this happened, Song Qingbo immediately took the pork back and got a new batch from the supplier, reporting everything to Cheng Su first hand.
"...It’s really because of a lack of attention, not surprising. Outsiders might have little tricks up their sleeves, it’s normal," Zhang Jisheng said while observing Cheng Su’s expression.
"Brother-in-law, what exactly are you trying to say?" Cheng Su already had an inkling of Zhang Jisheng’s intentions, and her expression darkened.
Zhang Jisheng replied, "There’s nothing much, just thought this procurement position should be handled by someone from within the family, more reliable and trustworthy, don’t you think?"
Cheng Su’s face turned cold: "So according to you, brother-in-law, you’re recommending someone reliable for the procurement position?"
Zhang Jisheng was delighted and immediately said, "Well, it’s not just anyone... How about me? If you can trust me, I could surely do better than Song Xiaojang."
Cheng Su stood up abruptly, her eyes fixed on him.
Finally, she understood that her sister-in-law’s previous probing about procurement wasn’t just her imagination, thinking she was overly suspicious.
Turns out, she wasn’t overthinking. They were indeed eyeing the procurement position in her family, not to recommend capable people, but for Zhang Jisheng himself to take it, even coming directly to ask.
But Zhang Jisheng, a man ambitious beyond his means, who hadn’t even assessed his own abilities, irresponsible at home, unfaithful to his wife, dared to covet their family’s procurement position?
Ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous, where did he get the nerve?