Ye Qingqing didn't know that the old lady would have so many little Jiujiu in her heart, since the old lady didn't like to travel, then give her money to spend in the future and do what she likes!

Just because the old lady is protecting her and Xiaotong now, Ye Qingqing is willing to honor the old lady.

"Grandma, how much money did you say Ye Lan earned today?" Ye Qingqing rolled her eyes, ran to the kitchen to chat with the old lady, and deliberately mentioned Ye Lan and the banknotes that the old lady was most interested in.

The old lady's hand picking vegetables paused, and her face was thoughtful, "The leather shoe factory is about to get off work, right?" When Ye Lan comes back, you go and ask Zhao Di. ”

"Hey!"

Ye Qingqing also thought so, in fact, she didn't need to ask Zhao Di to know that Ye Lan would definitely not make much money, but she didn't expect Ye Lan to make money at all, she just wanted to see Ye Lan suffer.

"Grandma Ye is at home, right?" A voice sounded in the courtyard, and it sounded familiar.

Ye Qingqing and the old lady rushed out at the same time, it was Zhao Di, and she was followed by Ye Lan, who was cowering, her eyes were red and swollen, her white shirt was full of stains, her face and hands were dirty, and there were many more scars on her hands.

"Sister Zhaodi, sit in the house." Ye Qingqing greeted warmly.

"I'm not going in, I have to go to work in a while, I'll just leave after I tell you about it."

Zhao Di was embarrassed, hesitated for a while, and then looked at Ye Lan and said, "That's the case, our boss asked me to tell you that Ye Lan doesn't have to go to work tomorrow." ”

"Don't have to go to work? Why? The old lady was so anxious that she jumped to her feet.

Zhao Di looked at Ye Lan again, and said euphemistically: "Ye Lan, she doesn't talk about her slow hands and feet, she also loves to be clean, our leather shoe factory work is too dirty and tired, Ye Lan can't afford to do it." ”

The old lady understood as soon as she heard it, a fierce light shot out of her eyes, and she looked at Ye Lan fiercely, it must be this little who refuses to work hard, it's no wonder that the boss lady likes it!

Just like the old landlord and old wealth in the past, no one will like lazy long-term work, like her, who is diligent and diligent, everyone rushes to ask her to work, and it is too late.

"Sister Zhaodi, can you say good things to the boss lady, and give Ye Lan another chance?" Ye Qingqing said good things, she didn't want Ye Lan to come back and enjoy happiness, at least she had to work in the leather shoe factory for a year and a half, and grind the skin of this slut.

Zhao Di shook her head again and again, and said unhappily: "Ye Lan didn't do any work today, and she damaged a few tools, or I said good things to the proprietress to not let Ye Lan lose money, and let Ye Lan do it again, I can't afford to be responsible." ”

She paused for a while, and then said: "The living Yelan in the leather shoe factory is really not suitable, or you should find her a light job, I will go to work first." ”

After speaking, Zhao Di left in a hurry, and disappeared after a while.

Ye Qingqing frowned, the leather shoe factory can't go on, where else can Ye Lan go?

Blind her, two catties of dim sum and a bottle of soju, a few dollars!

"Grandma, Ye Lan is too useless, she didn't make any money, and she broke all the tools in the factory, fortunately, Sister Zhaodi has a big face, otherwise we would have to lose money."

Ye Qingqing deliberately fanned the flames, burned several pots of oil on the old lady's head, and the fire rushed up, and the old lady's eyes became more and more fierce.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ye Lan hugged her arms tightly and pleaded cryingly, "Grandma, I worked...... You see my hands are broken, and there is a lot of blood coming out......"

She stretched out her scarred hand, the originally white hand, there were several more bloody cuts, the wrinkles of her skin seeped into the black pigment, only one day's work, Ye Lan's hand immediately changed from the slender hand of Miss Qianjin to the glorious hand of a laborer.