HBWnovel Chapter 167? I'm a security guard now!
Chapter 167? I'm a security guard now!
The original owner's life in his previous life was actually not bad.
But there's always a downside; she was a security guard without a permanent position, and before she could collect her pension, she was laid off...
Even though she's much better at fighting than the new security guard.
By then, her uncle had long since retired and was enjoying his retirement at home, so her family wouldn't need to go looking for someone to help with this matter.
Anyway, she finally tasted the bitterness of unemployment in her middle age.
Lin Luli had been back in Lecheng for several years by this time and had become a well-known tailor in the community.
She took the original owner's unemployment in stride and comforted her daughter, saying that she could just stay home and live off her parents.
A few years ago, the trend of having stay-at-home daughters was all the rage online.
Lin Luli said it was quite suitable for her daughter.
Liu Juxiang said the same thing. She told the original owner directly, "Your father and mother are still making money, so don't worry."
Look how forward-thinking this old lady is!
Mao Dian is still a hoodlum in the small town...
What could he do? He could only gamble and win more money to support his mother and daughter.
It's so nice not having to worry about my wife, hehehe.
As for his wife being away from home and ignoring him? So what?
Living together is actually quite annoying.
It's better now. I'm married, but it's like I'm not. I'm free!
The hairdresser in town was really annoying; she even tried to trick him into working there when he said he was broke.
They must have dared to do this because they knew his mother couldn't lift a knife anymore...
The original owner eventually found a suitable job in retirement.
Through the introduction of my former colleague Yang Lao, I got a job as a security guard at Yang's company, a job with a fixed post and insurance.
If I can't do that anymore, I can switch to cleaning.
Surprisingly, working for this big company is quite interesting; she was forced to read a lot of love stories about domineering CEOs in their thirties in the neighborhood.
When I told Yang Lao about it, he just gave me a mysterious, crooked smile.
The original owner's wish was that the tasker could help the middle-aged and elderly people in Lecheng earn some money.
Ideally, it could also boost businesses in other cities.
It's okay if she can't help everyone; she's not Guanyin Bodhisattva, she can't help everyone.
They also gave Yang Lao some life-saving medicine to prolong his life.
After all, there are very few company bosses like him who are friendly to middle-aged and elderly employees.
Mao Yuanping's thoughts returned.
I sent messages to both my biological father and mother.
As usual, my mother sent me some side dishes made by my grandmother, dried bamboo shoots she had sun-dried, and a bottle of honey personally sponsored by Mao Yuanping.
Meanwhile, Mao Dian's biological father had someone sign for the television sets: one at their home in the small town, one in the village's senior activity room, and one in the old house so his grandmother could watch them when she returned to the village during the summer vacation.
In Maodian, the food and drinks are plentiful, so the family doesn't need to worry about anything.
Whether it was due to his constitution or because he was a carefree person, he lived longer than his peers despite drinking alcohol for half his life.
...
Director Mao returned to the school and wiped non-existent sweat from his forehead.
Can't this teacher Yao just focus on teaching? Or at least stay home and take care of her husband?
It turns out that Teacher Yao got some medicine from the hospital, but hasn't started getting her teeth filled yet.
The police called from afar, saying that her husband had been caught like a ladybug and put into an orange.
At this point, Ms. Yao didn't care about her image anymore; after saying goodbye to her superiors and colleagues, she left...
However, what the public doesn't know is...
On her way to a neighboring province, Teacher Yao even sent messages to her beloved husband's family and elders for help, asking them what to do.
If her husband weren't a contractor, she could have asked her workplace for leave and said someone had been detained.
This love is just too heavy...
Sitting in a Didi Chuxing ride, Yao Nanren really wanted to teach the passenger next to him how to manage a marriage.
It's a real shame that I can't talk much because of the injury in my mouth.
She could only hold the thermos tightly, unsure if she could get the soup into it for her husband.
Luckily, I made a lot of it during the summer vacation and stored it in the large freezer at home, so I can just thaw it whenever I want to drink it.
She hadn't even been beautiful for a few minutes.
My phone was suddenly bombarded with a barrage of messages from a student's parent.
The main point is that she fell in the cafeteria, her mouth was bleeding, and she kept shouting, which scared her little one.
Yao Nanren really brought trouble upon himself with this.
She has many male students' parents in her phone contacts, and many of them are not even students in her class...
I don't know what I'm trying to achieve...
The student's parent sent one 59-second voice message after another.
Yao Nanren was reluctant to let anyone delete it, and even silenced his phone to read each message by text.
...
The leaders on duty recently are truly fortunate to be able to see Teacher Yao off for the time being.
Mao Yuanping endured a heart attack and read the sequel on Tongzi's computer.
I couldn't help but admire Teacher Yao.
Thinking about how she'll resign next year and move to a neighboring province...
I'm going to live with my dear husband and my pregnant third sister...
I wonder if my third sister will get diarrhea from drinking Teacher Yao's homemade chicken soup...
Ah, thanks to Rongrong, we won't have to worry about students being harassed next year.
The afternoon passed quickly.
After Mao Yuanping and Xiao Yang finished their shift handover, they went home.
Watching Sister Mao ride away on her bicycle with such grace, Xiao Yang swallowed back the goodbye he hadn't said.
However, Mao Yuanping realized something was wrong when he rode his bike home.
"Hey, why didn't you remind me to transfer to the subway..."
"Ping... just treat it as exercise..."
"The tires are almost flat..."
Liu Juxiang was waiting for someone at the entrance of the residential area. She was a little surprised to see her granddaughter riding her bicycle back.
Ask her if it was to save money.
"Sweetie, Ping, don't skimp on this money. What if you ruin your health? Or go downstairs and ask your uncle to bring your dad's electric scooter? He also has a motorcycle and an electric tricycle."
Mao Yuanping locked his bicycle, put his arm around the old lady, and, using his large backpack as cover, took out a box of old-fashioned pastries.
"I'm exercising, what's so great about riding an electric scooter? Doesn't this snack look like the ones you see online?"
"Okay, exercise is good for your health, and snacks are good too..."
The two walked slowly away, and the security guard at the gate could still hear the loud, boisterous laughter of the female homeowner.
...
The temperature in Lecheng had dropped by then.
When Mao Yuanping and Liu Juxiang ate together, they would cook a hot pot.
Beef and mutton, fish chunks, fish cakes, dried chicken and duck...
They are all great hot pot ingredients.
Luckily, we still had half a sack of vegetables that relatives from the village had brought over.
Sometimes when the weather is nice, the two of them even have a barbecue at home.
There was an electric oven that the original owner bought, and a stainless steel fire pit that Mao Dian used at home...
Speaking of home appliances.
Lin Luli, who was having a video dinner with them, asked her daughter if she needed any new home appliances.
She's itching to shop during the recent shopping festival, so she could buy some heaters, new air conditioners, or something to help out.
Mao Yuanping politely declined.
Tell your mom to stop. Shopping festivals aren't any cheaper than usual.
It's also difficult to calculate discounts.
Liu Juxiang nodded in agreement; her granddaughter was absolutely right.
The small town of Maodian didn't receive this treatment...
Worried that his mother would ask for extra money for his daughter's home renovation during the Lunar New Year, he had no choice but to do more work.
The work I've been doing lately has been relatively simple. A big boss wants some aphrodisiacs, which are very profitable. He just needs to make a few more trips to the villagers' homes in the mountains.
Fortunately, the roads they built to help them escape poverty are in pretty good condition.
Get on his little motorcycle~
Hehe ~
It's the taste of freedom~