As people say, this is what it means for poor children to be a family. In their previous lives, it would be great if a five-year-old child could take care of his younger brothers and sisters.

Xiaofang could already walk, so Xiayue handed Xiaofang to Ling'er and asked her to take her home.

Seeing the girls going back, Wufu and others also planned to officially start construction.

This batch of goods has been delivered, and the next batch of goods has to be rushed.

Song Ze just said that the shipment volume of Wufu is a bit slow. If it really sells well, it will cost about 100 kilograms of goods a day, and they will have to increase the volume.

But before anyone was invited, I had to do it first.

These days, Lian Dali has been helping here and has not been to the special session.

After all, this pastry factory also needs one or two men here. Sometimes, men need to do the heavy work of moving things.

They were about to go in, and suddenly a sharp shout came from a distance, "Wufu, I heard that you have a shortage of people here to work, and you still have to hire villagers, right?"

Wufu felt that the voice was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

When he turned around, he saw Song Weihong's mother Zhao Guihua walking from not far away.

Zhao Guihua asked what this meant. Could she still want to come to work? It's so whimsical and shameless.

Both of their families have been in a desperate situation. Do you still want to come to their family to make money?

Wufu looked at Zhao Guihua coldly, "It is the village's people who are preferred, but you will definitely not be invited, don't worry to go back."

Zhao Guihua's attitude today was pretty good. She didn't challenge Wufu, but instead laughed and looked at Wufu with some compliment, "Look at what you said, am I not a villager, why didn't you invite me?"

Zhao Guihua is not a fool either. She should ask others for trouble, so she should of course have a good attitude.

Wufu doesn’t want to argue with someone like Zhao Guihua at all. If you can’t make a clear relationship, can people and pigs say something clearly?

Wufu waved his hand and signaled her to go wherever she came from, "This is my place. I will invite anyone I want to, and I don't need to explain it to you."

At the same time, even Dali heard Zhao Guihua's voice in the room and ran out and said with a funny look, "Zhao Guihua, are you amnesia or something? You have a deep hatred with our family. Don't you know? You are still embarrassed to come to find work. Are you crazy about money or something?"

"What a deep hatred, what a deep hatred." Zhao Guihua pretended to be different, and then she suddenly remembered, "Oh, what you said was Wufu and my Weihong's things. They have passed, and now they are gone. Isn't there anything left? Actually, I am very good at working. I can do whatever I work. If you ask me, I will not ask for anything. As long as I pay me a salary on time, it will be done."

Zhao Guihua's licking her face was really ugly. Wufu thought she was really slapped.

"Zhao Guihua, I'll say it again. No one I will invite you. Wherever you come from." After saying that, Wufu suddenly thought of something and said sarcastically, "If you really have time, take your Song Weihong with your children, don't scream at me."

Wufu was thinking that Shu Yun’s pregnancy has been more than a month ago, why hasn’t it been moving?

Did Shu Yun beat the child or what? She was a little curious and hadn't seen Shu Yun recently.
Chapter completed!