Nongmen Spring: Hot lady flirting with foolish husband

Chapter 219
Fu Yuan is still very self-aware. Jobs such as purchasing are not something that a newcomer like himself who has no relationship in a restaurant can get.

As a waiter, you get rewards several times a month, and save them together with the monthly money. When you save enough, you can buy a few acres of land. Get over it.

Thinking of talking about his daughter-in-law, Fu Yuan couldn't help thinking that he said he didn't care about what the man said to others that day by the river, but now that he thought about it, he really couldn't calm down.

Any emotion disappeared in a flash in my heart, and it was too late for Fu Yuan to catch it.

Forget it, I don't know when the daughter-in-law will have to wait until then, it's useless to think about it now, put these thoughts away from his mind, Fu Yuan bought two bunches of candied haws and brought them back to Wen'er.

As soon as he got home, Fu Yuan tried on the newly bought clothes. They were a little too big, but it didn't matter. He wrapped the new clothes and put them on the bedside. He took two bunches of candied haws and went to Jiang Wen's house.

Jiang Wen practiced calligraphy at home, and now Jiang Wen can write most of the commonly used traditional characters. Although the handwriting is not particularly beautiful, it can be considered neat.

"Fu Yuan, you are back, what did the shopkeeper of the restaurant say?" Jiang Wen opened the courtyard door to let Fu Yuan in, and asked with concern.

Speaking of looking for a job, Fu Yuan was very happy, and immediately told Mrs. Zhao and Jiang Wen the good news about him. He took out the two bunches of wrapped candied haws and gave one to Jiang Wen. A bunch of them are playing with funny ener.

"So, Liu Lou's treasurer agreed to let you work in Liu Xiang Lou, that's great!"

Jiang Wen listened and congratulated him sincerely. Fu Yuan was able to find a suitable job. Jiang Wen was really happy for him, because he could save money, and Fu Yuan's life would be better and better in the future.

"Yanzi said that the shopkeeper of the restaurant asked you to dress better to go to work tomorrow, so your clothes are ready?" Mrs. Zhao thought of this question after hearing what he said.

It has been almost a year since I came to Fujiazhuang. Mrs. Zhao knows that Fu Yuan's life is very hard. The shopkeeper asked for the unpatched clothes, and the clothes Fu Yuan is wearing now may not be available at home.

Fu Yuan touched his head shyly, and said honestly to Mrs. Zhao, "Auntie, don't worry, I don't have any at home, so I just bought one. I want to come back and ask my aunt if I have time, can I trouble you to help me again?" Make a dress?"

Seeing his shy look, Mrs. Zhao felt that the child was really an outsider, and said with a smile, "If you have time, if you have time, you can bring the fabric, and my aunt can start making clothes for you. Spring clothes are no better than winter jackets." Son, it's easier."

Fu Yuan got Zhao's words, touched his head, wanted to say thank you, but felt that just saying thank you was not enough to show his gratitude. After thinking about it, he felt that when he was in need in Jiang's family in the future, a lot of help would be the real thank you.

"Well, auntie, I don't know how much cloth I need to tear up my clothes. I haven't bought it. Can you tell me the number first? When I go to work in the town tomorrow, I will tear up the cloth and let the uncle who drives the ox cart give it to me." Bring it back, how about it?"

Fu Yuan was secretly annoyed, knowing that most of the aunts of the Jiang family would not refuse, he should have asked the embroiderer in the embroidery room today, and pulled the cloth back directly, so as to save himself all the trouble now.

There is nothing wrong with this, Zhao agreed, and asked Fu Yuan to buy the cloth and start making it.

Thinking that he was going to go to work in the town tomorrow, Fu Yuan took up the burden, thinking that before he left, he would help Aunt Jiang fill up the water tank, which could be regarded as doing something for Wen'er and the others.

(End of this chapter)