When Juzi was reminded by Huang Lin of this, she suddenly recalled the quarrel she had with the old lady earlier. She took advantage of the fact that they were walking at the back and no one could see them, she stretched her hand and pinched Huang Lin’s waist hard and said irritably, "Even if you cause trouble again, it’s nothing compared to how your mother seeks trouble. Today, as soon as I got back from the city with the sisters, I had a fight with her." Huang Lin winced in pain, showing his teeth and grimacing as he touched the pinched area, helplessly looking at Juzi, "Is it about having children again?" Juzi snorted coldly, "What else does your mother care about now?" Huang Lin had been prepared for this and knew that he couldn’t persuade his mother on this matter, but since Juzi had not been able to get pregnant, he felt helpless and just tried to pacify both sides. He said with a smile to appease Juzi, "Forget it, don’t argue with my mom. She’s just like that." "I..." Juzi had predicted he would react exactly like that, being so pathetically insistent, and she felt somewhat deflated, "Fine, in view of today’s good occasion, celebrating Battalion Commander Luo and the sisters moving into a new home, I can’t be bothered to talk about it. Let’s discuss this properly tomorrow." When the group arrived at Qiu Lian’s home, Qiu Lian was still cooking in the kitchen. Fang Pingying went to the kitchen and saw several dishes already laid out on their stove. She said smilingly, "Sister-in-law, why are you making so much food? It’s just us eating, you’re too polite." "It’s not much, just some simple dishes," Qiu Lian replied, pointing to a basket of greens under the tap and called out, "Help me wash those greens, then just stir-fry them and we can have dinner." Find the newest release on novel fire.net Sister-in-law Qiu Lian’s cooking skills were genuinely good. There was a whole table full of dishes, hot and cold, steamed and fried - a dazzling spread that was a feast for the eyes. Once the dishes were ready, Sister-in-law Qiu Lian called everyone to eat, "Come, come, don’t be shy, let’s all gather around and eat." Though it was said to be a meal shared together, since the men wanted to drink a bit, the women, who preferred chatting, took some dishes to a small table to eat and talk. Qiu Lian was concerned about the job Fang Pingying had mentioned finding for her. While sitting at the table, she spoke up and asked, "Pingying, last time I mentioned wanting to find a job in the city, did you find anything for me?" "It’s . Juzi, her uncle and I are partnering up to set up a supermarket. Once it’s up, we’ll need some people to work there, so I can definitely arrange something for you. But setting this all up will take a few months. During that time, if you don’t mind, you could help Juzi out at her shop. Sometimes when Juzi isn’t there, it’d be good to have someone trustworthy to mind the shop." Currently, only Juzi and an eighteen-year-old girl were looking after their clothing shop. Now that Juzi and Fang Pingying frequently had to go out for preparations to open the supermarket, though the girl worked fine, her unreliable nature made Fang Pingying worry about leaving her alone in the shop. They discussed hiring someone new to keep an eye on the shop. Since the shop might have to be entirely entrusted to someone else, hiring a new person wasn’t suitable. Qiu Lian, who was looking for a job, fit the bill perfectly. Upon hearing Fang Pingying’s words, Juzi also smiled and said, "Yes, Sister-in-law Qiu Lian, we’ve discussed it, and we can give you a salary of US$ 60 a month. What do you think?" US$ 60 was not a high salary, but it wasn’t low either. Qiu Lian immediately showed a face full of surprise and said, "Of course, why wouldn’t I? I was originally happy with 30 dollars a month including room and board." Speaking of room and board, Juzi glanced at Fang Pingying and spoke rather awkwardly, "There is a place for you to stay. We have a little room back there with a bed inside. Normally, I and the girl from our shop both live in the city, we don’t stay there. If you’re willing to live there, you just need to tidy it up a bit. You can also help us watch the shop, as for meals, I’m afraid it’ll be a bit inconvenient. We usually go out for lunch and eat at home in the evening, so you might have to fend for yourself." The city wasn’t close to the compound, so it wasn’t possible for Qiu Lian to commute back and forth daily. She thought for a moment and then asked, "Is there a kitchen at the back like the one behind Fang Ping’s pastry shop?" Fang Pingying thought for a moment and replied, "There seems to be one, but we’ve never used it. That space has always been used for storage." Upon hearing that, Qiu Lian smiled and said, "If there is, then that works out well. Just clear out the stuff, I can cook for myself. I can buy my own groceries, and I reckon it’ll only cost about five or six yuan a month to feed myself." With that, the matter was resolved. Fang Pingying smiled and said, "Okay then, it’s settled. If you want to start early, you can go tomorrow, then you can check and tidy things up yourself." "Alright, I’ll go tomorrow." Qiu Lian was very enthusiastic. Since the new year, for the past few months, they’d been relying on the salary from their family’s Mr. Su to support everyone. It had been really tight with money, but now with an additional US$ 60 a month, the family finances would be much more relaxed. While the women chatted about their issues on one side, the men had also opened up about their family affairs on the other. Everyone had those difficult-to-discuss, extremely frustrating family matters, such as Luo Zhiyong and Mr. Su with their family issues, but Huang Lin was anxious about not having a child yet. Maybe because they all had nothing to hide, and bolstered by the alcohol that Zhou Guangsheng had drunk, he was no longer restrained and started sharing about the issue with his wife Bai Jing, "You brothers don’t know, but recently I’ve been dealing with a divorce from Bai Jing. But she refuses to agree, and she’s even gone to the military leaders claiming she hasn’t done anything wrong, saying that it’s me who’s got a wandering heart and is pushing for a divorce." "This Bai Jing..." Luo Zhiyong asked Zhou Guangsheng somewhat angrily, "Did you tell the commander about the incident where Bai Jing pushed Juzi?" "She insists it wasn’t intentional, who’s going to believe that." Zhou Guangsheng was very helpless, "Moreover, she cried so much in the commander’s office, nose running and tears streaming. Even if the commander knows she’s in the wrong, since it’s a marital issue, he’s not going to advise splitting up but rather reconciliation." Juzi had been paying attention to the conversation on this side. Hearing Zhou Guangsheng’s words, she immediately walked over and asked, "Chief Zhou, have you made up your mind about getting a divorce now?" "Divorce, I must get a divorce," Zhou Guangsheng declared confidently, slapping the table, "I, Zhou Guangsheng, may not be very successful, but I’ve got my pride. If a woman’s heart is not with me, even admitting she likes my brother in front of me, how can I not divorce her? How else could I hold my head high?" "Old Zhou, ah..." Speaking of this matter, Luo Zhiyong felt a bit embarrassed, after all, Bai Jing liked him. Although he had no feelings for Bai Jing, he still didn’t know how to comfort Zhou Guangsheng.