Chapter 204: Metaphor
"My grandmother said that Ye Lan is idle at home every day, and she wants Sister Zhaodi to take her to work, and it's okay to earn more or less, as long as she is not idle at home."
Ye Qingqing smiled and said good things, and sent snacks and soju.
Zhao Di frowned, she didn't want to agree, Ye Lan was not a person who worked at all, and she was afraid that going to the factory would cause her trouble.
But her mother was moved by the things, and responded in one bite, "Okay, they are all neighbors, they should help each other, let Ye Lan and Zhaodi go to work tomorrow morning!" ”
"Hey, I'll go back and tell my grandma, Sister Zhaodi, my grandma said, Ye Lan is in the factory, if she doesn't do well, you come back and tell my grandma, my grandma will teach Ye Lan a lesson and don't let her make trouble for Sister Zhaodi."
Ye Qingqing said a bunch of good things, which made Zhao Di's family very happy, and she said goodbye and went home.
When leaving, she couldn't help but glance at Zhao Di's hand holding vegetables, which should have been the delicate white and tender hands of a green girl, but now they were covered with one scar after another, and they were stained with paint that could not be washed off, and the paint penetrated into the scars.
A pair of hands comparable to Mrs. Ye.
But one is a girl who is only nineteen years old, and the other is an old woman in her sixties.
Ye Qingqing sighed, Zhao Di's mother was patriarchal, in her previous life, Zhao Di worked hard, she was as tired as a dog, all her wages were handed over, and she didn't keep any of them, but when she got married, her parents only bought a shabby dowry, and they didn't even have a pressure line.
All the money was left by Zhao Di's parents to his son, Zhao Di's younger brother.
In her previous life, Zhao Di's life was not very good, because the dowry was too shabby, her status in her husband's family was not high, and the leather shoe factory was not profitable and closed down, Zhao Di lost her job, the street business was at home, and her in-laws disliked her more and more.
Ye Qingqing didn't know what was going on, she was in prison, but she didn't think it would be too good.
Ye Qingqing's mind moved slightly, and she didn't leave immediately, but waited at the entrance of the alley, Zhao Di's meal time was very short, at most ten minutes, she had to rush to the factory to work overtime, non-stop.
Not long after, Zhao Di hurriedly walked out, still chewing rice in her mouth, and flew up, Ye Qingqing blocked her, Zhao Di was surprised, thinking that Ye Qingqing was not worried about Ye Lan's affairs, so she said: "Tomorrow at seven o'clock in the morning, you let Ye Lan wait for me here, and I will take her to the factory to meet the workshop director." ”
"Well, thank you, Sister Zhaodi."
Ye Qingqing trotted behind Zhao Di, and after a long time of wording in his head, he didn't know how to say it euphemistically, so he simply told a story.
"Sister Zhao Di, let me tell you a story, my classmate's sister is as diligent as Sister Zhaodi, all the wages she earned were handed over, and she didn't leave a penny, and then my classmate's sister got married, and my parents left all the money to their son, and the dowry was very shabby, so that my classmate's sister couldn't hold her head up at her husband's house......"
Ye Qingqing said as she ran, stammering to finish the story, seeing Zhao Di's thoughtful face, she smiled and said: "If you want me to say, my classmate sister is a poor person, but there are also hateful things, why should I hand over all my salary, it's good to keep some for myself, Sister Zhao Di, I'm right?" ”
Zhao Di looked at her deeply, she was not a fool, how could she not hear the meaning of Ye Qingqing's words, this was a metaphor for her!
Would Daddy really do that to her?
Thinking of Abba and Mom's bottomless love for her younger brother, Zhao Di panicked, had a bad premonition, and planned to go back and try her parents' tone and act again.
"I see, thanks!"
Zhao Di thanked her gratefully and hurriedly went to work, but she thought a little more in her heart.