Shen Lu's heart really hurt, and he went back to the store angrily.
Seeing the angry look on her face, the employees unconsciously relaxed their movements, for fear of accidentally offending their boss.
As soon as Shen Lu came back, he went into the kitchen, changed his clothes and started preparing dinner.
Because he was angry, Shen Lu moved more swiftly and forcefully than usual.
You could have called Xiao Mantis to chop the ribs, but Shen Lu didn’t shout. He raised the bone chopping knife and chopped at the ribs on the chopping board.
Those ribs looked like the people I saw this afternoon. Every one of them was chopped into eight pieces.
Seeing that it was time to get off work, the four probationary employees looked at each other, and they all chose not to move.
It was the Wang family sisters who came to deliver scrap metal, and Shen Lu, who was immersed in chopping ribs, put down the bone chopping knife.
Now that she was breathing out, she was no longer as suffocated as when she first came back.
Wang Xiaoci still wanted steamed buns today, and Shen Lu packed them in lunch boxes for them as usual.
"Boss, should I get off work first?" Wang asked cautiously.
"Go back with your sister. Remember to bring your lunch box tomorrow."
"Okay."
Big Wang walked with the two sisters and watched from behind. Shu Meng and Xin Yu also saw that Shen Lu's mood had calmed down a lot, and they all greeted her after get off work.
Shen Lu was about to turn around and go back to the kitchen when Fang Ming timidly called her from behind.
“Boss Shen.”
“Fang Ming?” Shen Lu looked at the boy who was walking quickly and turned his eyes around him, “You came to see me?”
His hands were empty, unlike the Wang sisters pulling a small cart. It was hard to tell that he was here to deliver scrap metal.
And he didn’t come yesterday afternoon. Shen Lu thought he would stop doing this job.
Fang Ming took out some tungsten wire and copper blocks from his trouser pocket, "I didn't pick up much yesterday, so I wanted to save more and come back again. Boss Shen, you still have some, right?"
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"Accepted."
Shen Lu took it over and let the system check everything.
There were only two trouser pockets in total, but they were of similar quality. The system nodded.
Shen Lu did some calculations and said, "I can exchange it for 20 star coins, do you accept it?"
Fang Ming nodded. The price Shen Lu gave was very fair. He might not be able to send it to the recycling bin. There is this price.
But he remembered what he had just seen while hiding aside, and asked tentatively: "Boss Shen, can I change the steamed buns like Wang Xiaoci?"
"Yes, but you can only change "Two steamed buns."
"Can I exchange it for two?" Fang Ming was overjoyed. He had only eaten noodles made from white flour.
For birthdays in the past, his parents would take him to Cao's Noodle House to eat a bowl of noodles. Although the taste of Cao's Noodle House was very bad, Fang Ming could still taste the faint aroma of wheat.
And a bowl of bad noodles like that costs 80 star coins.
But here in Shen Lu, 20 star coins can be exchanged for two steamed buns!
"If it is based on the normal price, of course 20 star coins cannot buy two steamed buns." Fang Ming was different from Wang Xiaohui and Wang Xiaoci. There were some things that had to be made clear. "And this is also the current price. It won’t be certain after that.”
Letting others find the materials was originally because Shen Lu wanted to subsidize the people he knew and had a good relationship with.
The reason why I agreed to let Fang Ming join was because I felt sorry for their mother and son.
I still admire the two of them for not handing Fang Peng over to the corpse collection team, but choosing to take him for burial outside the city.
For those who are kind and righteous, Shen Lu is willing to help.
"I know, I have no objection." Fang Ming didn't expect such a long-term future, so he took the lunch box with two steamed buns and went back in a hurry.
He was even more excited and happy than when Wang Xiaoci and Wang Xiaohui came to deliver materials for the first time. Shen Lu was infected by him and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.
It is really a joyful thing to be able to give some help to others within your own ability.
Fang Ming carried his lunch box and ran home as fast as he could.
Before entering the house, Fang Ming heard his mother's suppressed cough.
His heart sank and he hurriedly opened the door.
"Xiao Ming, come back...cough cough——" Before Mother Fang could finish her words, there was another heartbreaking cough.
Fang Ming put down his lunch box and went to pour a glass of water: "Mom, drink the water and press it down."
Fang's mother took it and took a small sip, not drinking much.
Now that Fang Peng is gone, she and Fang Ming have no means of making a living for the time being and have to live on relief food.
Then water has become a precious survival material, and we must live frugally.
Drinking water, the itchy throat was greatly relieved. Mother Fang took small breaths, and her lungs felt much better.
Fang Ming looked sad and said, "Mom, I already have a way to make money. When I save some money, I will take you to see a doctor."
"No, I have an old problem with coughing." Fang's mother shook her head, feeling very guilty, "It's all my fault. As a mother, you still have to think of ways to make money."
Fang Ming bit his lip, Cha Opened the topic.
"Mom, I used the money I earned today to exchange for two steamed buns. Are you hungry? Let's have dinner."
He said as he opened the lunch box.
The unique aroma of wheat spread. Mother Fang took a sip unconsciously and looked at the fat white steamed buns in surprise.
"This...is this steamed bun made of white flour?!"
"Well, Mom, you eat it." Fang Ming tore off a piece and stuffed it into Fang's mother's hand.
But Mother Fang thought this was a hot potato, "Xiao Ming, tell the truth to mom, where did this steamed bun come from?"
Although she didn't work outside, she understood. , white flour steamed buns are something they can’t afford.
In the past, I only went there to have a meal occasionally, but now due to their family’s situation, it is even more difficult to afford it.
Seeing Fang's mother's expression that she wouldn't take a bite if she didn't explain it clearly, Fang Ming could only tell him that he overheard the Wang sisters collecting scrap metal in exchange for money.
In this regard, Mother Fang’s expression was dark and unclear.
Fang Ming’s behavior, to put it mildly, is like stabbing someone in the back.
"Mom, Boss Shen didn't reject me, which means that anyone can do this job." Fang Ming saw his mother frowning and hurriedly defended himself, "Besides, anyone can go to the garbage dump. I picked up scrap metal, and instead of selling it to Boss Shen, I could sell it to the recycling bin.”
Fang’s mother sighed: “If you sell it to the recycling bin, can you get two white-flour steamed buns back?”
< br>Fang Ming pursed his lips, of course not.
"Let's go to Wang's house with me first."
"Mom!" Fang Ming was unwilling, "I just have to be careful and won't let them know."
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When he was picking up garbage, he would deliberately avoid the Wang sisters. When he went to deliver scrap metal, he would wait until the Wang family left before going over.
"Xiao Ming, you must be brave enough to admit your mistakes when you are wrong. This is the job of the Wang family. It is not right for you to eavesdrop. To take the job from Boss Shen behind their back is equivalent to competing with them for jobs."
Mother Fang touched her son's head and said, "The Wang family has helped us a lot. We shouldn't repay kindness with enmity. Let's go and apologize with me."
Fang Ming's shoulders slumped and he hummed with a cry. .
Finally, he had a job to make a living, and now it is gone again. Fang Ming is really depressed.