Luo Yuzhu listened to He Ximei’s sarcastic tone and frowned in thought, "Yueyue has met He Ximei, and it seems she even knows about Xiaofeng starting a factory. Thinking of Yueyue coming out of Jianguo’s study and Jianguo’s attitude toward me, what else is there not to understand? Surely Yueyue, that damned girl, must have said something to Jianguo behind my back."
One by one, none of them give me peace of mind; they’re practically killing me.
With that thought, Luo Yuzhu revealed a mysterious smile, "Look at what you’re saying, as if your family’s factory is something extraordinary, something everyone wants to think about. But let me tell you, even if you gave me that small factory, I’d still have to think twice."
Only Yueyue, that damned girl, would think to bother me with such a trivial factory, which has just started operating and might not even turn a profit — it could shut down in a few days.
"Not thinking about it?" He Ximei scoffed coldly. "If you’re not interested, then what are you doing here now? After all said and done, you’re just upset that Xiaofeng has started a factory and want to interfere somehow."
Yesterday, Lin Yue talked about wanting to take back the factory; she even blurted out that Luo Yuzhu had helped set it up.
"Enough, I didn’t come here to argue with you today, I have good news to discuss, but if you’re not interested, forget it." It’s baffling that her silly son, who is over twenty, still hasn’t found a wife, and she isn’t even worried.
"Thank you, it’s a big favor to me if your family doesn’t keep coming around us," Luo Yuzhu replied, wary of the so-called good news.
"Look at yourself; your own son is over twenty, and you’re not anxious to find him a wife. Let me tell you, there’s a girl here, about your son’s age, definitely a virtuous woman. If you’re interested, I can help arrange a meeting, but whether it works out will still depend on your sincerity, right?"
The young woman Luo Yuzhu mentioned was neither foolish nor simple; she was a fine girl. However, anyone who wanted to marry her had to take her foolish mother as well. No matter how good the girl was, whose family would want to marry a fool as their in-law? Because of this, the girl had missed many good marriage opportunities.
Upon hearing this, He Ximei was momentarily tempted but soon realized the real purpose of the offer was probably not as simple as setting up a marriage.
"You’re so kind to arrange a match for my son, but it’s not like a weasel going to a henhouse out of good will, right?"
"Look at what you’re saying," Luo Yuzhu didn’t mind the tone, glanced around, and said: "Let’s talk for a bit, I’ll tell you about the other party."
Saying this, she directly pushed open the door to enter.
"I’ve thought it through. Considering my son’s situation, it’s nearly impossible for him to marry a good girl unless, of course, Lou and I are wealthy enough, then that’s a different story. Luo Yuzhu, don’t waste your breath, you’re just making a big fuzz because you want to pry into the factory matter." Luo Yuzhu surely wasn’t this kind-hearted for no reason; she wanted to take action herself.
"Look at you." Luo Yuzhu couldn’t specifically say what kind of person He Ximei was, although Xiaofeng had often told her about He Ximei’s unkindness.
Now playing the good person, "You have just Su Peng as a son; he must be twenty-three by now, right? The young man is strong and has stamina, and besides his intellect, there’s nothing bad about him. He looks spirited; the other party might just fancy him. Of course, if you waste another couple of years, the situation will be quite different. You’re his mother; if you don’t plan for him early, do you plan to wait until you’re almost in the grave?"
Yuzhu was obviously anxious, but since the other party was Yuzhu herself, she was less interested, "Alright, stop talking to me about this nonsense. I’m not you. Pengzi is my son, so of course I care about him. But since I married Guaizi, Xiaofeng is now my daughter too. If marrying a bride for Pengzi would disadvantage Xiaofeng, I’d rather he marry later."
Xiaofeng is now the backbone of the family, and seeing her gives hope for the future, so she kind of knows what to do.
Xiaofeng made a good point; as long as there is money in the family, most people will forget about Pengzi’s mental issues. So now, her only thought is to work hard to earn money and make Pengzi a highly sought-after man.
Hearing He Ximei’s words, Luo Yuzhu was surprised. It had been a few days, and He Ximei was speaking somewhat differently now. Treating son and daughter alike.
It was unclear who had the idea to use Xiaofeng in exchange for another fool in marriage, "Wow, you make it sound so nice, really makes me feel left out. Treating son and daughter alike, yet I’ve heard someone wants to trade Xiaofeng for a marriage. The guy has a crooked nose and drools endlessly, and you want such a man for Xiaofeng, tsk tsk, stepmothers really are stepmothers."
He Ximei wasn’t appreciative, so Luo Yuzhu could only retaliate with sarcasm.
None of them is Xiaofeng’s biological mother, trying to play the good person here.
He Ximei looked at her, "I am a stepmother, and you are not her biological mother either. Speak directly about the matter; it’s easy for you to say, simple for me to hear."
"I heard that Xiaofeng’s factory had some trouble, and it’s not a minor issue. It’s a major one, directly affecting whether the factory can continue operating or not. Although Xiaofeng isn’t my biological daughter, I came here as soon as I knew to discuss solutions with you."
"The person is your daughter’s responsibility, and now you come here playing the good person, what, playing both good cop and bad cop?" He Ximei thought of Lin Yue’s words and didn’t believe Luo Yuzhu genuinely wanted to help.
"Why are you rushing? I haven’t even started talking to you about the matter." Seeing He Ximei getting anxious, Luo Yuzhu stepped forward a few steps, "Besides, it concerns our Jianguo’s reputation, I obviously need to be concerned; otherwise, why do you think I came here?"
"This is the place." After a bumpy six-hour ride, the truck stopped in front of a food factory, and Factory Manager Zhou hurried over to pull Xiaofeng aside, "Boss Su, you’re finally back. The factory is in complete chaos now.
Xiaofeng frowned; wasn’t it just noon when the raw materials were taken away? Had things gone wrong so quickly? "Just tell me."
Factory Manager Zhou glanced at Ye Cheng not far away, then back at the rear of the truck, pausing as he saw three people coming out.
"Oh, these three people will be working in our factory from tomorrow. Arrange it," he said.
Factory Manager Zhou came around, realizing that figuring out the new workers wasn’t urgent, but the current issue was critical. He whispered to Xiaofeng, "Sister He said if there were any issues with the raw materials, both you and Su Peng would be done for. An hour ago, she went to the police station to turn herself in, claiming she was fully responsible for the raw material purchases. If there’s any problem, the responsibility is all hers."
Xiaofeng’s eyes narrowed slightly at this. What was this, protesting too much?