Chapter 204： metaphor

"My grandmother said that Ye Lan is ridiculous to be idle at home every day. She wants Sister Zhao Di to take her to work. It's fine to earn more and less, as long as she is not idle at home."

Ye Qingqing smiled and said kind words, and brought snacks and soju.

Zhao Di frowned, she didn't want to agree, Ye Lan wasn't a worker at all, she was afraid that going to the factory would cause her trouble.

But her mother was moved by something, and she agreed, "Okay, we are all neighbors, we should help each other, let Ye Lan and Zhao Di 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, come back and tell my grandma, my grandma will teach Ye Lan a lesson and don't let her give her I'm asking Sister Di to cause trouble."

Ye Qingqing said a lot of good things and made Zhao Di's family very happy, so she said goodbye and went home.

When she left, she couldn't help but glanced at Zhao Di's hand, which was supposed to be the delicate, white and tender hand of a scallion girl. All penetrated into the scars.

A pair of hands that can rival that of Mrs. Ye.

But one is a nineteen-year-old girl, and the other is an old woman in her sixties.

Ye Qingqing sighed, Zhao Dimu's mother prioritized sons over daughters. In her previous life, Zhaodi worked hard and was as tired as a dog. She handed in all her wages, and she didn't keep any money, but when she got married, her parents only paid for it. With a very shabby dowry, there is not even a press box line.

All the money was left by Zhaodi's parents to their son, Zhaodi's younger brother.

Zhao Di's life in the previous 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, and the street business was at home, and her husband's family disliked her more and more. .

Ye Qingqing didn't know what happened next. She was imprisoned, but she didn't think it would be too good.

Ye Qingqing's thoughts moved slightly, and she did not leave immediately, but waited at the entrance of the alley. Zhao Di had a short meal time, at most ten minutes, and she had to rush to the factory to work overtime, non-stop.

Not long after, Zhao Di came out in a hurry, chewing the food in her mouth, and flew away, Ye Qingqing blocked her, Zhao Di was surprised, thinking that Ye Qingqing was not worried about Ye Lan, and said: " At seven o'clock tomorrow morning, you ask Ye Lan to wait for me here, and I will take her to the factory to meet the workshop director."

"Well, thank you, Miss Zhaodi."

Ye Qingqing trotted and followed Zhao Di. After a long period of words in her mind, she didn't know how to say it euphemistically, so she simply told a story.

"Sister Zhaodi, let me tell you a story, my classmate sister, as diligent as sister Zhaodi, handed over all the wages she earned, and not a penny was left. Later, my classmate and sister got married, and my parents took the money. All of them were left to my son, and the dowry was so shabby that my classmates and sisters couldn’t keep their heads up at my husband’s house…”

Ye Qingqing said while running, and stammered to finish the story. Seeing Zhao Di's face, she said with a smile: "If you want me to tell me, my classmate and sister are pitiful people, but there are also hateful things. Why do you turn in all of them? It's better to keep some of them, Sister Zhao Di, am I right?"

Zhao Di took a deep look at her, she was not a fool, how could she not understand what Ye Qingqing meant, it was a metaphor for her!

Will Mommy really treat her like that?

Thinking of the limitless love that Mom and Dad had for her younger brother, Zhao Di panicked and had a bad premonition. She planned to go back and try her parents' words, and see you by chance.

"I see, thank you!"

Zhao Di was grateful and went to work in a hurry, but she thought a little more in her heart.